Team Unstoppable
By: Dirty Reid
A.N.: Um, yeah, I'm finding it hard to write my real fics. But, having played several awesome video games recently, and having read several fics by Highvalour and Legendary Legacy, I was struck by inspiration. Hope you guys enjoy it!
*Insert witty disclaimer here*
The three Genin sitting before him couldn't be more different than their available dossiers had indicated. So off were those documents that when Hatake Kakashi had put down his book after ambling into the classroom (This time only two-and-a-half hours late), he had actually paused and questioned whether he was in the right room. Or if he had shown up on the proper day.
Few people knew Uzumaki Naruto as anything but 'that hyperactive kid who always wears orange, yells all the time and pulls pranks'. A golden sea urchin appeared to have taken up residence on his head when the photo in his dossier was taken, and had chosen this day to move out. His shortened golden strands now looked as though they were to be used to brush through the hair of a dog, and his sideburns could almost tickle his lower mandibular angle. Were he to stand in the foliage of a dark forest and cover his hair, Kakashi would be hard pressed to find the blonde if he were wearing the outfit he now sported. Perched on a desk, the boy was shrouded in black from his neck to his knees, the only brightness from his full leather coat being the undulating vines on his squared shoulders, the Konoha headband fastened around his neck and the tiny polished halos that would hold his coat shut. Equally dark and smooth metal peeked out while hugging the boy's breast and flanks, no doubt shielding his soft lungs and peripheral organs from potential harm. A bulge around his leg gave away the presence of a satchel, near indiscernible from his equally dark pants and boots.
What was even odder were the empty, half complete frames ringing Naruto's blue eyes. There were no arms to hold them up. Though he did not allow it to show, Kakashi became intrigued and nauseated when he saw that the frames- and three steel-rimmed holes resting in a depressed hexagon on his left temple- had been grafted to the blonde's skin. Naruto seemed to be wearing a very tight pair of steel-studded gloves as well. Aside from flicking his eyes up for a flash when the Cyclops walked in, the boy paid no attention to anything but the thin, picture frame-looking device he was tapping with his fingers, causing lines of white text to roll along the teal screen.
Like Naruto's, the dossier on Uchiha Sasuke could not have painted a picture more different than the one he was currently witnessing. The information Kakashi was given suggested that Sasuke favoured clothing with the symbol of his clan on it. The navy and ivory outfit he had been known to wear was nowhere in sight amongst the outlandish armour that hugged his body. Light from the ceiling fixtures gleamed off the golden plates and mail, and sparkled in shades of blue as it reflected off the diamond-like enhancements that were the wings and ridge on Sasuke's helmet, supplemental protection on his chest piece, arches on his pauldrons, and the serrated ridges on the gauntlets and boots. They almost looked like leaves attached to metal. The same could be said for the shield, patterned with undulating gold metal and leaf-like blue crystal that was leaning against Sasuke's chair. A bar of the bluish crystal lay on the desk and gave off a quiet but screeching tune as the Uchiha ran a similarly gold and bluish dagger over it.
If the boys' non-resemblance to their profiles were confusing to Kakashi, Haruno Sakura's deviance blew him clean out of the water. The photo of her he had seen was of a frail-looking tween whose reason for becoming a ninja was clearly to get closer to Sasuke. Her long silken hair and lack of any sort of muscle lent credence to his conclusion. A reason for how the girl seemed to have grown at least three inches since her identification photo was taken eluded him, as he could not sense a Henge in use. Kakashi was also at a loss to deduce how she planned to get closer to Sasuke dressed as she was. The cherry red qipao and leggings she seemed to favour were gone, replaced by thick black boots and a set of pants that were popular with civilians called 'jeans' held up by three belts (why?). A black hood-top with vermillion insides hugged her torso, and was again overlaid by a bulky leather jacket and a set of gloves with eerily pulsing rivulets of red flowing from the tip of the sleeves to the posterior surface. Kakashi wondered how much the surprisingly high collar of the jacket would hinder the girl's sight. Her seafoam eyes locked on to him, and the feeling that he was being eyed by a particularly vicious predator crept up his spine.
"First impression?" Kakashi asked aloud. Naruto raised his eyes away from his gadget, and Sasuke stopped sharpening his dagger mid-slide. Their eyes joined Sakura's in focusing on him. "Confusion. And that you three have some of the weirdest dress senses ever. Meet me on the roof." He twirled on the ball of his feet and vanished.
Reappearing near instantly on the roof, Kakashi figured that he had at least thirty seconds to ponder before his Genin joined him. How wrong he was. The sound of heavy boots on stone was the only warning he got before the black and red blur that was Sakura shot into the air. She rose to about ten feet above the roof before gravity took its toll and brought her down. Kakashi couldn't help but raise an eyebrow; he had expected Sakura to be trailing Sasuke up the stairs in the same way a stray puppy would follow someone who had given it a scrap of food. It seemed that she had somehow perfected using chakra to walk on a vertical surface in the days since her profile was made official. A near impossible feat for someone with her mindset, as Kakashi had learned with the one team he had passed before who went on to failure and death due to conflicting motives for becoming shinobi.
"What?" came the drawling question from Sakura. Kakashi almost arched his visible eyebrow. The pinkette was supposed to have the utmost respect for authority! What the hell happened to these kids? He stopped wondering when the roof door opened and the boys strolled out. Naruto stopped and squinted as the sun shone in his eyes. With a faint click, Kakashi was again shocked as dark lenses snapped down from the half-frames grafted to the blonde's face. What else had changed with these three?
"Too cool to walk with us, Sakura?" Sasuke asked with a grin. The sunlight glittering off his armour made him look positively ethereal. That would be a problem on missions, should they pass the test he intended to spring on them.
"Too impatient. I wasted my morning waiting for a sensei that doesn't even have the courtesy to show up on time when I could be getting a little training in." Sakura waved off. Sasuke shrugged in agreement.
"Yeah, let's get this over with. My augs aren't going to upgrade themselves." Naruto added his two cents as he sat down on a bench. Sasuke joined him. For a moment Kakashi stared at them, outwardly surprised for the lack of respect the three Genin were showing him. Just what Naruto meant when he said 'augs' and why they needed upgrading made his confusion swell to greater proportions.
"Ahem, right then," Kakashi began as he came back to reality, "Why don't you begin by introducing yourselves." It was an order, not a question. A blanket of silence coated the four for just a moment.
"Why don't you go first? We already know each other." Sasuke remarked. Two nods followed the armoured boy's words.
"And you never told us what you want to know." Sakura added.
"Okay then." Kakashi sighed dramatically. "I'm Hatake Kakashi. My interests are a little too inappropriate for people as young as you, and my dislikes are none of your business. My dreams for the future…" Silence again reigned until the three Genin realized that the older man was not going to tell them anything. Behind his glasses, Naruto's eyes narrowed. As of late, few things annoyed him more than being denied information. He did not want to, but Kakashi's reclusiveness- along with his natural curiosity- was making him play a card he would have preferred to save.
"Look sensei, I understand your reticence to share information with us- especially since its personal- but if you want us to respond to your teachings, we're going to need some idea of what you want to teach us so we can adapt." Naruto reasoned.
While he normally would have brushed off such an insistence, Kakashi could not help but think that what the blonde had said was surprisingly logical. Perhaps all of the inconsistencies in regards to Team Seven were not all strange or bad.
"Well… alright, I guess that's a reasonable request." Kakashi conceded. "I enjoy… reading. I dislike people who refuse to work together, like my ex-teams. My dream? Well, I guess it's to finally pass and train a team." Kakashi finished. An inkling of confusion welled up as he saw the blonde boy smile… or smirk. It was hard to tell with those shades on.
"Naruto: One. Kakashi: Zero." He remarked. Sasuke and Sakura were staring at him with mild interest.
"Excuse me?" Kakashi asked, nonplussed. "How is reasoning with me for more information one upping me?" He crossed his arms. Frustration at not having answers for the dramatic changes in his students, as well as their erratic behaviour, was beginning to get to him. Naruto cocked one of his eyebrows.
"Ah, and that's the crux of the matter sensei: Did you tell us about yourself because I appealed to your better nature… or something else?" Naruto smirked in satisfaction as he leaned back. Kakashi was silent at the… gall the blonde had to imply he could manipulate a Jounin such as him.
"Alright then Mr. Silver Tongue, why don't you go first?" He asked a little more peevishly than he really should have. This meeting was not going to plan. He was supposed to be aloof and teasing to draw out the kids' baser personalities; he was supposed to be the eye of a storm of emotions that his students were supposed to radiate uncontrollably; he was supposed to be in control.
"If you insist. I'm Uzumaki Naruto. I enjoy ramen, augmentations and hacking. I don't like people who think they can keep things from me- as I just demonstrated- and people who refuse to change. My dream for the future? Hmm…" Naruto stroked his chin. The gesture would have been cooler if the blonde was able to grow a beard. "I'm not too sure. Start my own biotech company, maybe? I'd have to get back to you on that." He finished.
Now Kakashi was worried. Naruto appeared to have changed his entire personality within the span of a single night. Gone was the loud dimwit with aspirations of becoming respected by the village as he perched upon his ivory tower as the Hokage. In his place was a crafty young man with aspirations of leading some form of business and quite possibly some sort of mind control ability, if his thinly veiled implications were to be believed.
"I'm guessing that the 'augs' you referred to earlier are these 'augmentations' you were talking about." Kakashi stated. Naruto affirmed the Jounin's claim by way of inclining his head. "Would you care to tell me what augmentations are, exactly?" Kakashi asked. Naruto didn't say anything for a moment. Instead, he ran his black-covered hand through his sideburns and tapped his grafted-on sunglasses before crossing his arms. The blonde's body language told Kakashi that he wouldn't get anything more out of the blonde.
"I guess that's enough from you. How about you next Knight in Shining Armour?" Kakashi redirected the conversation to Uchiha Sasuke who had been watching his and Naruto's exchange with a small smile.
"Gladly. My name is Uchiha Sasuke. I like smithing, tomatoes, practicing my Shouts and magics. I don't like having to go out and kill animals to charge my soul gems, or drinking potions. My dreams… well, actually they're ambitions. One, to kill a certain man and bring back my clan. Two, to master the Way of the Voice; and three, to be known as the best blacksmith in the Elemental Countries." Sasuke proclaimed.
At least there was some sort of semblance to his profile left in Sasuke. He desired to kill his elder brother Itachi, although he had not once shown any form of arrogant or superior behaviour, as he had been reported to do back in the Academy. If anything, he sounded as though he had gone slightly mad, mentioning the use of the non-existent art otherwise known as magic as well as whatever soul gems, Shouts and the Way of the Voice were. And wanting to smith? Although…
"I didn't know smithing interested you Sasuke." Kakashi remarked. Sasuke nodded.
"I didn't either until recently. I actually find it kind of therapeutic. Forging a weapon or armour takes patience and a calm hand." He explained as he ran a finger over the pommel of his dagger lovingly.
"So you're saying you forged that dagger?" Kakashi asked, to which Sasuke nodded. "It's not like anything I've ever seen before. What is it made of?" He was genuinely curious. Sasuke looked down at his shield, which stood against his leg.
"The armour and dagger are made of a combination of refined Moonstone and Malachite. But saying that takes too much time, so I just call the final product Glass." Sasuke rattled off, unsheathing his dagger, flipping it over and extending it to Kakashi. The Jounin took the short blade and examined it carefully. The dagger was double-edged, and unlike any other blade he had seen, narrowed rapidly before flaring out again. Such a feature would make it difficult to remove were it to be stabbed into someone.
"It's so light," Kakashi remarked, giving it a gentle swing before returning it. "How long did it take you to make that?" Sasuke shrugged as he returned the short blade to it's sheathe.
"I was up all night forging all this." Sasuke admitted. Kakashi couldn't help it; his mouth dropped open behind his mask. Not that the three could tell.
"That's impressive," he said a little lamely, not believing Sasuke in the slightest. "Let's end this with you, Tall, Dark and Pink." Kakashi fixed his eyes on the kunoichi. Sasuke's and (presumably) Naruto's eyes followed. Sakura tapped her foot a few times before she said anything.
"I'm Haruno Sakura. I like breaking things and practicing sneaking around. I don't like having my time wasted or people who think I'm weak. My dream is to become the most notorious kunoichi ever." She answered shortly as a decidedly creepy smirk flashed across her face. He should not have, but Kakashi again felt as though he were a particularly plump lamb being eyed by a starving wolf.
"Pretty lofty goal there, Sakura." He remarked, trying to quell the feeling of unease fluttering through his stomach like so many butterflies. "Any idea how you're going to get there?" He followed up, almost dreading the answer. Sakura blinked.
"Yes, and it's quite simple: One giant leap at a time, starting with the test you're going to put us through tomorrow." Sasuke smirked below his glittering helmet as Kakashi started.
"How did you-?"
"Like I said before, I don't like being denied things, information most of all. Some of the stories from your co-workers paint a pretty colourful picture, sensei." Naruto snarked. Kakashi refocused his attention on the black-coated blonde.
"And just when did you have time between being promoted and now to go out and try to dig up dirt on me?" He demanded quietly.
"While you were wasting our time this morning by being off doing who knows what." Sakura shot back. "So why don't you just tell us where to meet tomorrow so we can all get out of here before things start getting ugly." She suggested. Kakashi had to take a deep breath to quell his annoyance.
"Okay then, even though you probably know already, this survival/combat test has a very high failure rate, and you will be sent back to the Academy, should you fail." Kakashi informed. All three of them looked rather unworried.
"Meet me at Training Ground 7 tomorrow morning at eight, and you probably shouldn't eat breakfast; wouldn't want you puking in the middle of the test." He added in an attempt to throw them off just a little. Sadly, his control of the conversation remained out of his reach, as none of them reacted.
"Got it. Hopefully I'll see you there bright and early." Sakura emphasized 'hopefully' to make it sound more like a demand than a simple statement. As if to drive home the point that she had changed drastically, Sakura threw herself into a sprint and launched herself what had to be fifty feet into the air.
'What the-?' Kakashi wondered as she angled herself into a spread eagle position and proceeded to transition into a glide. Some sort of red essence trailed the girl as she increased the distance between her and the Academy.
"Headed back to your shack, Sasuke?" Naruto asked as he slowly stood up.
"Yep. Got some merch that need a few finishing touches before I clean the place up." The Uchiha responded as he hefted his shield.
"Want some help? Cleaning up I mean,"
"Sure, that'd be great. Let's go."
"Nah, you can use the stairs, I'm taking the express elevator." Naruto said before he jumped over the railing. A crackling sound drew Kakashi to the edge where he bore witness to an odd sight. Naruto was engulfed in a yellowish bubble crackling with electricity that seemed to be dampening the effects of gravity. It dissipated as he set down on the ground and set off into a dead sprint. Sasuke followed shortly after. His speed was surprisingly below that of Naruto's.
"It must be the armour." Kakashi said to himself. "Or more of Naruto's augmentations… And they don't hate each other? Ugh, whatever, I need a drink. This day has been way too weird." And he was gone again.
"Morning Sasuke, Sakura." Naruto greeted softly, arriving ninety minutes after he was told to, unlike Sakura's forty-five minutes afterwards and Sasuke's hour. The armour-clad boy nodded, while Sakura's mouth curved upwards. Naruto returned his attention back to the crunchy green stalks of celery he would intermittently dip into a small jar of whitish spread labeled 'CyberBoost Pro-Energy Spread' and then eat them.
"You look like you're eating glue when you do that, y'know." Sakura remarked in a small amount of disgust. Naruto's blue almonds narrowed to hairs, actually visible in the absence of his lenses.
"At least I don't look like some half-assed attempt at a fighting game character." He teased back as he took another loud bite of his morning snack.
"Alright, simmer down children." Sasuke ordered. "If we're lucky, we've got at least half an hour before our sensei shows up to plan. So, what do you think about this test?" He asked.
"Well, going off what I pried out of him yesterday, he obviously wants us to work as a team. He also said that it has a very high failure rate. Maybe we have to defeat him…?" Naruto left the question hanging. Sasuke shrugged.
"Well, that shouldn't be a problem." He said with a grin.
"Yeah," Sakura sighed in agreement. "We're not just cute little Genin anymore."
They had another half hour to sit and commiserate over a few apples Sasuke had brought with him before Kakashi arrived to fill them in on their test details. True to Naruto's prediction, they would be required to liberate two small bells from Kakashi's person. The Genin who did not get a bell would be denied lunch, tied to a stump and sent back to the Academy. Sakura and Sasuke looked to Naruto who, thanks to the myriad of circuitry and chips hidden beneath his skin that allowed him to analyze a person's body language for pattern sequencing, drummed his fingers twice, indicating that Kakashi was bluffing about something. After Kakashi told them they had two hours and set the alarm clock, they looked towards each other, silently communicating. Three nods were exchanged as they closed the distance between them.
Kakashi was already a bubbling pot of annoyance. His tardiness had clearly not angered his students enough to cloud their judgment, although Sakura had sent him another annoyed look. The discarded apple cores and empty jar of something told him that they would not be hindered by hunger during this test. When the kids did not panic as he revealed the consequences of failure to him, he progressed from annoyed to angry. Naruto suddenly drumming his fingers must have been some sort of non-verbal message.
'At least they'll be fun to rough-house with,' He consoled himself as he set the alarm. He cocked an eyebrow when they huddled together… but almost fell over as they engaged in a game of Rock-Paper-Scissors. Sakura lost in the first round and backed away, moodily shoving her hands into her pockets. Sasuke and Naruto played another two rounds, tying both times.
"Hah!" Naruto crowed as he placed his prone palm over Sasuke's fisted gauntlet, winning their third game. The Uchiha growled.
"Just be sure to leave some for us, will you?" He asked as he picked up his shield and walked off into the forest. Sakura turned and bounded off as well. Naruto looked over at him slowly. His glasses snapped into place as he lowered himself into a wide stance, his left arm hanging down in front of him and his right hand half-curled up beside his ear.
Kakashi, as he readied himself, took a second to look at Naruto's right arm. The sleeve of his thick leather coat had draped down, allowing the blonde's wrists to be seen. They too were coated in…
Kakashi almost recoiled as he saw a small chasm at the distal end of Naruto's wrist. What followed was something equally black with a small sphere of red just before the lever point of the Genin's wrist.
"What the hell?" Kakashi muttered aloud, his shock getting the better of him for a moment. Naruto smirked.
"Suck metal, Cyclops!" he uttered before he pounced.
Kakashi leaned back to avoid the kick aimed at his head. His arms came up to block the following hooks and the flurry of straight blows. They came so fast that he almost missed the blonde's leg coming up again. He blocked it, but just barely. The sheer force put into the kick threw his footing and forced him to stumble to the left. As his back hit a tree and allowed him to grip the ground, Kakashi ducked and spun on the sole of his shoes to avoid a spinning side kick. He swallowed when he heard the heartwood of the tree crack. Undeterred, the blonde threw himself around and kicked at Kakashi again. After he missed and his foot came down, he jumped into the air to deliver a flying spin kick. Kakashi ducked his student's left leg, but was unprepared for his right one to snap out and whack him in the face.
Kakashi felt as though he had just been hit in the head with a cinderblock. Now that he had stopped for a second, his arms were throbbing where he had blocked Naruto's punches and kicks. It felt like someone had hit them with steel bars a few times. His ear was ringing and his jaw felt as though it had been displaced. But it was his pride that was hurt the most; a Genin had just hit him! As he looked back up with a shake of his head, Naruto's smirk grew positively gleeful.
"And first blood goes to me." He announced. Kakashi put his hand up to his mask and felt something warm being squished against his face. That blood was going to be a bitch to get out.
"How the hell do you hit so hard? Your profile said you could barely throw a proper punch." Kakashi garbled quickly before clutching his jaw. It hurt to talk.
"My augmentations aren't just nifty sunglasses and body language sequencing software." He answered cryptically before he charged in again. Kakashi was wise enough to dodge as effectively as he could or deflect Naruto's blows to prevent his person from getting hurt even more. His task was made harder when Naruto switched fighting styles in the middle of their little skirmish. What had once been a flurry of punches and the occasional kick changed to a notably rougher style that focused on the use of his elbows, his knees, and a lot more kicks. While far from growing tired, Kakashi was feeling a persistent ache in his shins and his arms from where he had blocked Naruto's blows. Wanting to end his engagement with the blonde, he flung a pair of shuriken through the air before Shunshin-ing off. Naruto spun in between them, narrowly dodging the spinning projectiles of death. As he came out of the dodge, he cursed when he saw Kakashi was gone and that his false retinas' radar system failed to identify any hostiles in the area. As he looked right, something caught his eye and made him swear even louder. There was a tear in his sleeve.
"DAMMIT SENSEI, YOU RIPPED MY COAT! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU ARE GOING TO PAY TO HAVE THIS REPAIRED, YOU HEAR ME?" He roared as he sprinted off into the forest in search of the source of his ire.
"Well that certainly made him mad." Kakashi muttered as Naruto charged off. The blonde had become an absolute terror in close combat. Again, he had only vaguely said what they were (What the hell was body language sequencing software?) but after what he had witnessed of Naruto's arms, Kakashi was fairly certain that they had been 'augmented' as well. It was only conjecture, but Kakashi had an inkling that Naruto had somehow found an alteration jutsu in the Forbidden Scroll (Aside from the Kage Bunshin, which he had oddly not used) to make parts of his skin black and as hard as metal. As he had probably not cared about what the jutsu was called, he had simply chosen the term 'augmented' to describe his new changes.
"Finished with the walking can-opener already?" A drawling voice asked from nearby. Kakashi whirled around and threw himself off the branch he was on just in time to dodge a bolt of lightning Sasuke had hurled at him. Grunting, the Uchiha continued to blast away. Kakashi was again shocked by the techniques used; Sasuke was not using hand seals to launch his attacks, and was alternating between lobbing exploding balls of fire, streams of flames, lightning and ice, gouts of frost that crystallized whatever it touched, and lightning that leaped weakly from tree to tree (wood was a poor conductor). It took several frenzied minutes and a couple of singed hairs, but Kakashi managed to evade Sasuke's elemental fury. Although he could not tell with the bulky armour, Sasuke was breathing marginally faster, having run out of juice to power his spells. As he drew his 'Glass' dagger, Kakashi voiced a question.
"How the hell did you pull off so many different jutsu without passing out? And while we're on the subject, how did you use ice jutsu? That's impossible for anyone without a bloodline!" He exclaimed. Sasuke smirked under his helmet as he got into a horse stance and held his knife in a reverse grip.
"It's magicka. There's a difference." He explained before darting forward, blade flashing wildly through the air. Kakashi pulled out a kunai and quickly began to defend himself. Defending himself against Sasuke was indeed harder than going up against Naruto. While Naruto's augmented strength and speed was remarkably above average, Sasuke appeared no stronger than normal. He was easily as fast as Naruto though, and a twelve inch dagger that reflected sunlight was much harder to keep track of than a limb in a black sleeve or pants. On quite a few occasions, Sasuke made a stab for the bells, but the Jounin managed to save them… just barely. Every now and then, Sasuke would toss an ice spear or a fireball at him, or compound his dazzling display of knife-fighting with a kick.
Sasuke leaped into the air and began to twirl, bringing his dagger down in an overhead strike. Wondering what he was playing at with such a telegraphed blow, Kakashi raised his kunai to block the strike. The grin Sasuke sent his way contributed to his tenseness.
"FUS…" Sasuke uttered as he inhaled, sounding as though he were gasping for breath. "… RO DAH!"
And it was as if God himself had exhaled right in Kakashi's face.
A bluish bolt quickly expanded from the Uchiha's lips, followed by the sound of a thunderclap. It faded immediately to transparent, now seen as a shimmering mass rocketing forward. At point blank range, Kakashi felt as though he had just been caught in a twister as he flailed about like an insane marionette. He glanced off multiple trees before he slammed into the ground and started to slide. Several dozen feet later, he ground to a halt.
Groaning in exertion as he fought against the pain of a dislocated shoulder, Kakashi spring-boarded up just in time to avoid an axe kick from Naruto, who had been drawn to their conflict by the sound of clashing metal, explosions, and whatever it was Sasuke had just done. As he turned to gauge his previous opponent, Kakashi actually locked up. Naruto had removed his coat, and Kakashi was given a front-row view of the extent of Naruto's augmentations.
Both of the blonde's arms were gone, and replaced by sleek, metallic prosthetics. Along his lower arms were pairs of plates that looked like they could move. As with his wrist, a red sphere sat at the point where his arm would bend. His upper arm was divided into segments of tightly meshed but bendable fibers much like the actual muscle groups that would normally exist there.
"What… Naruto, what the hell did you do to yourself?" Kakashi gaped. One blonde eyebrow arched from behind the shades.
"Y'know, for people saying you're such a smart guy, you're pretty slow on the uptake." Naruto commented, condescension oozing from his voice like honey. "I'm augmented, sensei. Which word don't you understand?" He didn't wait for Kakashi to answer as he charged forward. Even as his pride screamed at his actions, Kakashi had pushed up his hitai-ate to reveal his alizarin Sharingan in an attempt to regain control of the fight. Though they were mechanical, Kakashi could still see thin lines of chakra racing down Naruto's mechanical arms, powering them, no doubt. A buildup was accumulating in the blonde's right arm, forewarning Kakashi of an incoming punch. Knowing the power behind the blonde's blows, Kakashi did not make a move until the last second. He brought his dislocated arm forward and flesh collided with metal.
POP.
Kakashi yelped quietly as his arm was returned to its original position before he jumped right back into it. Naruto hadn't been expecting such a move, and had become slightly unbalanced. Using the remaining energy from the blow to his shoulder, Kakashi transitioned into a roundhouse kick that connected with the side of Naruto's head. The blonde staggered and allowed Kakashi to pull out another kunai to reengage Sasuke. Very quickly, the sound of iron throwing knife meeting Glass dagger filled the air. This time, Sasuke was barely able to even scratch Kakashi's clothing, as appose to the cuts he had acquired last time. He was only able to scratch the Jounin's clothing because the Sharingan could not read the odd white energy- 'Magicka' Sasuke had called it- as effectively as chakra. Not to mention his muscles were heaving from exertion and his bones were moaning from stress. He leaned to the side to avoid a punch from Naruto, and was once again treated to an unpleasant surprise as the top plate of Naruto's lower arm clicked open and a non-reflective blade with a squared end lanced out. Naruto brought his arm back in a sweep that took the tips of a few of Kakashi's hairs off. As a second blade ground out of Naruto's left arm, and the blonde began to gracefully deliver swipes and thrusts of his blades, Sasuke renewed his assault, this time compounding the use of his dagger with arcs of lightning. After he had gotten zapped and summarily felt the pain of all of his muscles contracting, Kakashi had had it; he was mad.
"That's IT!" Forming an incredibly rapid seal sequence, he switched out with a log just as three blades and a fistful of lightning were pointed at his face. "Futon: Daitoppa!" Exhaling vigorously, Kakashi blew out an enormous column of air directed at his male students. His objective was to knock them back and possibly out long enough for him to get his second wind and outlast them. If his internal clock was correct, it had been somewhere in the region of forty-five minutes. As if getting roughed up so quickly wasn't worrying enough, he still hadn't seen any sign of Sakura. Sadly, his plan was not meant to be.
"FUS RO DAH!" Sasuke roared again, his bluish blast meeting the Daitoppa head on. The resulting explosion was nothing short of spectacular. Because they were all so close to ground zero, all three boys were thrown from their feet by the concussive blast. Kakashi had inadvertently stood with his back to a small part in the trees and landed in a not-so-rough bush. Sasuke, with his armour, simply got rattled about and bruised as he bashed into a tree. Naruto tore a furrow through the ground, slowing quickly as he dug his arm into the soil.
For a moment, the only sounds were the wildlife fleeing from the violent interruption of their morning, the rustling of leaves and the groan of branches as the shockwave dissipated. The quiet was broken when Kakashi, made of tougher stuff than his students and able to use his chakra to dull pain or heal very minor damage, staggered out of his bush. There were twigs and leaves in his hair and clothing, and his mask, arms and one part of his chest were speckled or stained with blood. His chest was heaving as he looked at the shallow crater the conflicting forces had left. As he looked further, he saw Sasuke slumped against a tree, clutching one of his flanks as a rivulet of blood ran down the corner of his mouth. Naruto was on his side, propped up on one mechanical arm and breathing heavily. He looked up slowly and upon seeing Kakashi walk stiffly out of the brush, chuckled in sadistic mirth and pain.
"Just wait sensei," he ground out, coughing up a drop of blood. "You thought me an' Sasuke were a handful? Heh, just wait. I pity you if Sakura manages to get her hands on you." He stopped to collapse and regain his strength. Figuring the two of them would be out of commission for a while, Kakashi began a brisk stumble back into the woods.
He found out exactly what Naruto meant about ten minutes later. His limbs and back had stopped aching so much and he was attempting to survey the area. It was only his finely honed danger sense that told him to move. And not a moment too soon. Where he had been standing, now replaced with a Kawarimi version of his likeness promptly got thrown into the air as a black and red missile slammed into the ground. From his new position, Kakashi gulped as he bore witness to Sakura diving into the ground and creating a small crater. It had to be at least ten metres in diameter and a metre deep! He cut his observations short as Sakura hopped out of the crater and began her assault.
Both Naruto and Sasuke had attacked him with both power and grace, each in their own fashion. Naruto had his apparent knowledge of multiple styles, superior speed and augmented strength. Sasuke had his formidable ability to wield a knife, his mysterious magic tricks and that odd technique that would bowl over anything in its path. Sakura was like fighting a hurricane trapped in a human's skin. She was an uncontrolled blur of raging strength and speed. While she sat a few rungs below Naruto on the speed ladder, the one thing that worked to Kakashi's advantage was that she was more of a brawler. Her attacks were wild and uncoordinated, but the incentive to dodge was still there. He could not block her strikes, made obvious when the pinkette had punched a hole straight through a tree and ripped her arm out the side to continue her berserking frenzy. She jumped into the air and rotated once to end in a spin kick that would have taken his head off if he had not ducked. The tree he was in front of gave a sickening crack before it groaned and fell over. For a good five minutes, the cycle of attack-dodge-rinse-and-repeat continued. Kakashi then made the mistake of ducking under one of Sakura's supercharged spinning roundhouse kicks and, fatigue burning at his muscles, was unable to evade the open palm strike that hit him in the chest like a battering ram. For the third time in two hours, Kakashi was thrown backwards and into the ground. Unlike his previous two dirt naps, he did wind up taking a nap this time.
As he opened his eyes again, he found himself staring at the business ends of not one, not two, but three blades. Naruto, with a smear of blood on his cheek, had one of his arm-blades extended and poised to plunge straight into Kakashi's heart. Sasuke's dagger was leaving a cool depression on his throat. The boy had a small trail of blood down the armour on his legs from his back Sakura…
"What the… fuck?" Kakashi lost his composure as he stared at the girl's right arm. Coiled black tendrils with an eerie pulsing red core composed the length of her arm, often ending in mean-looking spikes. Her hand had lost a finger, but her remaining digits had grown into foot-long serrated knives that shone bright as the finest steel. All three true fingers were pointed at his groin area. Completely unharmed, she grinned maniacally.
"Missing something, sensei?" She chirped innocently, holding up the bells. Wanting desperately to save what little face he could, he gave his three insanely dangerous students his patented 'eye-smile'.
"Nice… job, Sakura." He huffed before coughing weakly. His ribs must have been bruised. "Now choose… who goes back and… who stays?" He asked. Without missing a beat, Sakura removed her clawed arm and quickly sliced one of the bells in half. She tossed Sasuke one of them, which he caught without looking, and gave the second bell to Naruto.
"None of the above." She retorted calmly. His anger could not become dominant over the bubble of pride that had just swollen within him.
"Alright then… you all… pass." He coughed again, this time with blood. "Now get me to… the hospital you… hellions…" his voice became quieter and quieter as consciousness wriggled away from him.
And there we have my Superpowered Team Seven story debut! Did you all guess who I turned the three into? If yes, congratulations! You win nothing! If not, congratulations! You get to find out right now!
Naruto- Adam Jensen (Deus Ex: Human Revolution)
Describing him without giving away who Naruto was until later proved pretty hard. I chose this character because Naruto is usually the juggernaut of the team. While Jensen is a force to be reckoned with, he would be little better than an average Konoha shinobi, and that's with his augmentations. That being said, I wanted to make Naruto one of the more vulnerable members even though he's implanted with multiple fighting styles (Wushu and Muay Thai in this chapter) just to shake things up a bit. When I play DE:HR I tend to favour more stealthy play, so unlike in this chapter, that's what you'll be seeing most.
Sasuke- The Dovahkiin (The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim)
I gave away which fandom Sasuke was crossing over with really quickly, didn't I? Anyways, I actually haven't seen this particular plot done before, it's always Naruto who's the Dovahkiin or stranded in Skyrim. I'll be writing Sasuke along the lines of an Altmer (High Elf) Battlemage with a side proficiency in one-handed combat.
Sakura- James Heller (Prototype 2)
This one was REALLY hard to write. I couldn't put in any really good hints that didn't immediately give away who she was supposed to be. Heller just doesn't have too many unique features that I can hint at, although I guess the gliding and bullet drop were suitably descriptive and obscure at the same time.
Can I get some favourites and follows for Augmented! Naruto, Dragonborn! Sasuke and Prototype! Sakura after you:
1: Tell me whether or not you liked this instalment
2: Tell me what you SPECIFICALLY liked about this instalment
3: Tell me what you DIDN'T like about this instalment
4: Recommend a suitable improvement
DR