Ikam's POV (Traversing - Land of Water)
The various hired grunts moved supplies to their new home for a while. While certainly, he had come here primarily for his affairs with the Village Hidden in the Mist, he had heard of a potentially beneficial find in their hideout from one of the men stationed to keep it active. A summoning scroll.
Such ties with the beast were a valued commodity. Unremarkable shinobi, the world-renowned, had used them to great success. Two of the Leaf's strongest were known for wielding the robust contract of the toads and slugs. Even his ally was signed with the snakes. Without using it to summon oneself, they could not see what clan it belonged to nor sign the origin scroll, a scroll containing the signature of all summoners guaranteeing aid to those lucky enough to sign. Ikam had sent twenty men to meet with the being behind the scroll. The group used it to summon themselves to the home of said creatures. They were relatively powerful men, about as capable of stronger Genin. Yet they had not returned; Ikam knew it would be wise to let things be. This opportunity may not come again.
Mishio and Ashira watched both tense. Mishio, due to her beloved, risks himself to see the creatures who own the scroll. He had forbidden her from coming, knowing of her chronic defensiveness of him. Ashira was tense to see if the pitiful man would die here. He may serve him, but he holds no love for him. He would seek to complete the shared dream of the two despite his death but would do so for his reasons. He had no urge to risk the wrath of summoning creatures.
Ikam spread a sealing array around the scroll with his mind. He slowly was surrounded by the seal. An aide drew blood from his arm as he did this. An anchor for his teleportation seal. It was nowhere near the level of the seal used by the Fourth Hokage for his terrifying teleportation technique. It is slow and can only be used as long as the user or supporter has a hefty amount of chakra present. With a silent whirl of air, he suddenly faded from the room.
There was no passing of time or notable event to process his transport. He merely arrived in a thick, moist forest. Ikam could hear the buzz of insects, the chirps of birds, the crunch of twigs, and the rolling of stones as various wildlife milled around him. He flared his chakra, seeing if he could sense any chakra-wielding being nearby. From his reading, they used it similarly to the way humans do. But he sensed nothing nearby. Sighing, he quickly leaped through the forest, periodically sending chakra bursts. Ikam burst from the treeline, landing on a stone in the middle of the river. He could see various paths of the river branch throughout the land, his vision blocked by more trees. He traveled for a bit before suddenly he was wrapped in clay.
"Odd," Ikam noted as it lifted him. He then glanced over to a strange creature sticking only its head out of the water, eyeing him with human-like intelligence. Would you mind freeing me, strange creature?"
"Creature!" It roared and leaped up from the water, revealing its complete form. Its face was almost dog-like with its snout and black nose. The area around its dark eyes was a darker black. The rest of its fur is a black top and a light belly. A ring of lightness at the line of neck and body. He believed it was some sort of raccoon. "My name is Yashu! I'm no creature!"
"A raccoon clan?" Ikam questioned himself. "Doesn't seem particularly impressive. Best not to judge a book by its cover, though."
"RACOON! I'm a Tanuki, not a damn raccoon! That's it!" Suddenly, the beast started barking.
"I suppose it would be best to be brought to their leader." Ikam continued to himself. "So I suppose letting them capture me would be best." As he finished this, the tanuki burst forward at speed. Suddenly growing ten feet tall, it unleashed a vicious punch into the man. He didn't even budge, managing to catch the blow with his fist. "Now, I'll come along peacefully with no need to break my bones." As he finished, various more tanukis surrounded the group.
"Damn right, you're coming with us! The leader will decide what to do with ya!" Yashu roared as he carried the man. The group of tanuki ran off with Ikam in tow.
It took little time for them to bring him to their home. It was primarily hollowed-out tree trunks turned into various buildings. They led them up a staircase, carrying them up an absurdly large tree. The trunk quickly became the size of some villages. They eventually led him into a room where various animals moved throughout the room. Some meditated as cats, others seemed to nap as dogs, and one was an old, bald, tan man. He held onto a glowing green branch. Each turned to the group, holding up Ikam. One large tanuki holding each of his limbs.
The one named Yashu walked up first. "Sir, this human was found trespassing on our land. When I approached to question him, he disrespected our clan!"
The old human man stalked forward. His face became a beastly snarl before he suddenly shifted into a human-sized tanuki growling into his face. "Is this true, you pathetic human?"
Ikam chuckled loudly. His volume merely increased as he felt the grips tighten as a response. "My only response is to say I'll enjoy your servitude." He said before he flexed. The powerful flex sent the tanuki, holding him flying. He raced forward, his hand reaching for the apparent leader's head. Chains of Clay raced out, wrapping around his body, trying desperately to stop him. But before it could bind him, his hand was already resting against Elder Tanuki's head. Seals raced throughout the creature's body. Ikam smiled; the seals were obedient ones meant to drive it into servitude.
"Arrogant you are. I will have to ensure one as dangerous as you cannot return. To think the bloodline of Uzumaki would fall this low. Your seals have never worked against us. It's why you originally sought us." The Elder commented before he suddenly raised a human-like hand. Forming a seal, he smiled. "Summoning Jutsu: Banishment!"
Ikam could only widen his eyes as he was poofed away, suddenly returning from where he had come. He flinched as he looked down and saw the scroll they had found burning into ash. It seemed he would have to hunt them down again.
Any group that could so casually resist his Fuinjutsu was a group he wanted on his side.