"In a time long before chakra is known, people resorted to shamanic rituals. These rituals are long destroyed, but according to legends the users used them to summon entities of great power who dwelled in other planes of existence.
These beings called themselves Narakas, they helped their summoners under the guidance set by a contract agreed upon during the ritual. These Narakans however are devious and cunning they actually thrived in killing and the souls of those they killed are turned into their world's currency.
In exchange for unrivalled power the shamans themselves took charge of harvesting which led to massive killings of innocent life. Fear and death swallowed the land. People chose to leave this land in search for another but the Narakas wouldn't let their prey escape. They came in pursuit of those who ran and made examples out of them.
Just when about all hope is lost, a mysterious woman came wielding strange powers. He was able to seal the Narakas and their lackeys in a special JAR. She struck the sword in the middle of the JAR and left after announcing that she will return to recover her sword someday."
"Is that it? Granny Chiyo can make better stories than that for sure."
Temari whispered to her brothers much to Kankuro's enjoyment.
"What jar are you talking about? This thing is stuck in a freak-ass huge boulder."
The leader nodded in understanding.
"Well about that... JAR is actually an acronym. It means Just Another Rock. Yes, I agree. It is weird, but this thing has been guarded by our clan for a very long time so please return the sword to us before its too late."
Gaara pondered for a second before nodding.
"Tell me mister um..."
"Kanor. My name is Kanor. Mang Kanor I'm the leader of this group."
"Well Knorr, what are your view on science?"
"I don't know, I guess they are pretty cool. Especially Son Goku. Whoever came up with that is awesome."
Temari and Kankuro held Gaara's shoulder with light patting involved.
"Let's just capture these guys. Speaking to them is detrimental to the brain."
Gaara gestured and metallic centipedes came out of the ground and coiled at the legs of the samurai trapping them while delivering charges of electric shock. Gaara already released them when he came down from Tutubi, once again his early preparation became useful. Electrocute these fucks until their heart can't take it anymore, without killing them in the process.
These guys, especially Mang Kanor will be his new volunteers.
"You guys go ahead. I'll go back to the JAR and check things out. Even if that guy is only speaking some truth, its still better to make sure we don't implicate a whole territory just because we were careless on the mission and the mission provider withheld vital information. Relay what we found in here and keep an eye on the one who made the request."
Gaara spoke as he transferred life essence using granny Chiyo's secret technique to heal Kankuro and Temari.
"Sorry about the arm."
Gaara spoke. He could regrow the limb, but he had other plans.
"No biggie. Its just an arm."
Kankuro smiled forcefully despite his worries.
"What about those guys?"
"I'll take care of them myself. Now go."
The duo nodded and left. Gaara sent a message through text requesting for pickup and summoned a black-red metallic board from his inventory seal. The design is similar to his favorite Zero-black astral board(1). This board ran on chakra and his magnetic release. Mostly his magnet release but he believed that soon it will fly on its own, then astral bikes is next.
'Plus the chakra armor designed after BM3, I'll look super awesome!'
"Bwahahaha! ahem."
The board lifted and he flew towards the location of the 'JAR'. The name is a joke but the black thingy from before is anything but a joke. His chakra reduced by an amount larger than he intended when he used fire to burn the miasma thingy to ash.
When arrived, the originally frozen place is already steaming with puddles of black liquid that oozed from the hole where the sword was originally taken. Gaara hovered over the hole holding the sword and prodded the hole with the sword in hand (-.-).
'No reaction?'
He stabbed the hole with the sword intending to seal it but nothing happened.
'Did I miss anything?'
Gaara pulled the sword and observed it. It is now covered with the sticky black goo that came out from the hole. As much as the looks disgusted him its a boon that it didn't smell too horrible. The black goo reacted the same way as he covered it with his chakra. It burned and his chakra got consumed by the fire.
'I should have enough to cleanse this place.'
Gaara exploded his chakra and burned the black goo until the only place with is is the hole expending one tenths of his total chakra reserves. He started to once again observe the hole before making a call. He gathered samples for research purposes and made simple tests with the goo. Soon enough the area is once again teeming in black goo which Gaara burned with chakra.
'Just in time.'
A flying vehicle much like Tutubi but larger came down from the sky. A door opened and Temari came out dragging Mang Kanor with her. She walked towards her brother and turned back to the flying carriage behind her. It was not the first time she flew but those practices with her fan is incomparable to the experience inside the vehicle.
"What did you do to this place?"
Temari asked wondering why her brother immediately called for her. The hole where she pulled the sword from is still oozing with black goo and a puddle is already starting to form once more. Gaara burned the black puddle and tossed the sword gently towards his sister who caught its handle easily.
"Stab the hole with your sword. I know it sounds wrong but just do it for Oniichan."
"What Oniichan are you talking about? You stinking brat, don't think that just because you are better at fighting you can act all that towards your Oneesama."
"Oh so dear Oneesama would you please put it in?"
"Che, whatever. You stinky brat. Don't forget you owe me and Kankuro an explanation."
She came close and stabbed the hole and stabbed the sword in one swift motion. After a little while of awkward silence, wind started to howl and the clouds started to spin like vortices in the sky bringing with it rain, thunder, and lightning. The ground shook and trees fell, soon the cloud above the JAR became black as night and down came a gigantic pillar of light with its signature cracking noise.
Gaara and Temari are already a hundred meters away from the JAR when the lightning pillar came down. Dust and smoke covered their view and Mang Kanor is yelling for them to run with all his might. If he had the capacity, he would have run without stopping by now.
The dust settled and a black jar with strange inscriptions can be seen. The jar is about two meters tall, all black, and looked demonic in nature.
"It speaks to me."