Chance, Not Chance, Both?

The thieves had not stood a chance. The battle was over in less than twenty minuets. The only problem was, the wizard was not as out cold as they had thought. So, as Drizzt, Bruenor, and Wulfgar argued where to take the bandits, Catti-brie and Regis made a bit of stew for afternoon lunch. Everyone paid a bit of attention to the five bandits tied up, with their backs to the boulder. As the wizard came to and remembered the events of the past hour, he had the good sense to stay still. After a couple of years in the Hosttower, one did not lack self-control. One also picked up a few tricks for spots like this. Such as learning to cast a spell with no words or gestures. He had only had one spell like that, but it was one that could very well get him out of the mess he very dearly wanted to get out of. He also knew the Companion's reputation, namely, they would not abandon each other, no matter the odds. Under other circumstances this would have been a problem. But here it might just be his salvation.

Spending the next ten seconds casting, he subtly positioned his bound legs so he could lash out with them. His spell ready he kicked the auburn haired one, Catti-brie, in the arm, then rolled away, only to have Twinkle at his heart in an instant.

Scared, but knowing that seeming confidant was very much needed in this situation, He laughed then added, "She is as good as gone. In less than ten seconds, she will go to a random plane! You will never see her again!" He ended his little show with a slow motion showing Drizzt the forked rod that was the focus for the spell he had used.

Drizzt, recognizing the rod for what is was, and vaguely remembering a spell from the academy that used such items, whipped around and told every one to touch the clearly shaken woman on the shoulder. Five seconds later, the wizards spell took affect and the companions just disappeared.

The ride felt like having you stomach turned inside out, shocked with ten thousand volts and having you brain put in a blender set to "liquefy". And yet none of them had a single drop of pain; until they fell ten feet and landed on the ground in a cloud of dust, that is.

Drizzt stood, as did the others. "Whe… Where are we?" Regis stuttered

Just as Drizzt and Wulfgar began to get their bearings, there was a loud crash coming from the west and the ground started shaking. A massive cloud of dust could be seen on the horizon. Drizzt and Wulfgar turned to the others. "We're head'en to that cloud aren't we?"

"Someone or something caused it." Drizzt answered with a shrug

"Well… we have nothing better to go on, so let's get moving." Catti-brie ended the discussion. She was still shaky and pale but was obviously getting back on her feet.

And they set off. About ten minuets later, they started to realize that the cloud was a lot closer than they had first thought and that there was giant shapes moving around in it. The shapes where obviously fighting. Drizzt set Guen down and called her softly. Then using hand gestures he told Wulfgar to go down the middle, Catti-brie to the right, and Regis and Bruenor about fifteen feet behind Wulfgar. He went left. Guen immediately started running a circuit between the four groups. About five minuets later, they got past the dust.

Three massive animals where wrestling. One was a Toad, one a Snake and the last was a toad. Their fighting was kicking up a lot of dust, which was causing the cloud. Over the roar of the three way, everyone could hear Drizzt yelling for them. As one, they immediately turned and ran to his voice. Wulfgar came around the boulder separating him and the drow. A fairly young woman covered in blood, a younger woman with a pig standing next to her, a kid in a bright one-piece suit, and a young man with pieces of glass in front of his eyes. Drizzt was leaning against the boulder watching the roughly twenty-year-old lady laboring over the other woman, obviously trying to save her life. The two males were squaring off for a fight.

The heavy and tall barbarian looked at Drizzt, asking with his eyes what to do. Drizzt just shrugged as the others came in to view. Another small earthquake happened as the giant snake tried to slam the toad. With that, the two males ran at each other. As the orange charged, he formed a cross with his fingers. Five copies of him appeared in poofs of smoke continuing the charge. The Companions were shocked to see a kid use so advanced a spell with so little effort. The clones were killed with very little effort. The kid made more but those died, too. Having had enough of seeing a man beat on a kid, no matter how exceptional, Wulfgar stepped forward, grabbed the other blond, and tossed him to the side.

The blond got up and started screaming, "He is mine! I will beat him!"

Wulfgar just glared at him till he shut up.

With that, the barbarian turned his full attention to his new opponent. "My name is Kabuto. Whom will I be killing today?"

"You will be killed by Wulfgar son of Beornegar!" As soon as the introductions were done, he threw Aegis-fang.

Spinning through the air as a blur, Kabuto barely dogged the hammer. Thinking that Wulfgar was without a weapon, he charged. Drawing a thin triangular knife, he thrust at the barbarian's abdomen. Wulfgar twisted his torso so Kabuto missed then grabbed his wrist. The slightly angry barbarian then kneed Kabuto in the stomach. The Shinobi puked blood. Just as Kabuto recovered and looked up at the towering barbarian, Wulfgar's hammer returned to his open hand. Kabuto's eyes widened as the hammer came down. In a last ditch move, the Shinobi twisted his arm, dislocating his shoulder, so he could slap his palm, coated in a purple energy, on his opponents forearm. Wulfgar jerked and twitched then fell to the ground.

Kabuto raised the knife to finish him. Just as the Shinobi began to strike, Drizzt, his feet a blur, parried the kunai. The white haired drow faced of with the white haired shinobi, with Wulfgar between them. Kabuto's hand flashed out for Drizzt's torso, two fingers extended and coated in the same glow as before. Having seen what that hand could do, the drow parried with his right hand, gashing Kabuto's wrist with Icingdeath. Kabuto howled and retracted his hand. With one arm out of the way and the other pinned out wide, Drizzt thought he had a clear shot for the kill. Even as the drow was starting to move, the medic ninja dropped to one knee, threw the kunai and jumped back, landing about twenty feet away from the dark elf.

The blond that Wulfgar had saved got up and started screaming. "Ero-sennin!" An old man with long white hair was falling from the back of the giant toad.

As the kid jumped out into the fray of the giants, Kabuto, who was taking the distraction to heal his arm but suddenly, there was a small explosion on the out side of his right knee. It was obviously broken in at least three places and bleeding heavily. Screaming in pain and with Drizzt taking the offensive again, Kabuto formed a couple hand signs and, when Drizzt ran him through with both blades, disappeared in a poof of smoke, leaving a log in his place.

With that ended, for the moment, the drow realized that Bruenor and Catti-brie were talking with the two women and Wulfgar was shakily getting to his feet. Regis ran out from behind a rock, fresh blood on his mace. As Drizzt neared Regis, the halfling had a shocked look on his face. The short person pointed at his mace as the only explanation. The ranger took the weapon gingerly and inspected it. It was the mace Bruenor had made him, nothing more. Then he noticed the clear liquid dripping from it along with the blood. On a hunch and with a speechless halfling still next to him, he took his finger and scooped a little bit of the liquid on to it. Flicking his hand at a fair sized rock, flinging the liquid at it. A loud CRACK! sounded and when the smoke cleared, the rock was in several pieces.

Deciding that they had bigger worries, Drizzt handed the weapon back to Regis then said three words "Oil of Impact." Comprehension dawned on the thief's face.

As the halfling and the drow jogged back to the group, they could see Bruenor stomping and yelling and his adopted children with confused expressions on their faces. When the duo was spotted by the dwarf, he marched over to them. The animals where at a sort of stand off in the background. The old guy that had fallen from the toad was out cold and Drizzt did not know how he had survived.

"They don't even know what a plane is elf!" Bruenor stormed.

"How do you know that?" the elf asked in return.

"They told me! Several times!" The dwarf yelled

Drizzt sighed "Fine. Give me a try."

Bruenor just snorted and stormed off.

Smirking and shaking his head, the drow walk over to the trio of conscious shinobi. "Excuse me but, we are kind of lost and were wondering if you could tell us where we are." Drizzt asked politely.

The older woman sat up, obviously still injured, and answered him. "I told your friend and I'll tell you! I don't know what a "dwarf" is, or a "drow" or a "plane". Unless you want one that is flat with lots of grass."

"How about "Faerun"?" The Ranger asked tentatively.

"Never heard of it." She answered.

"Well then…. I'm Drizzt Do'Urden." He said while holding out his hand.

"Tsunade and this is Shizune, my assistant, and Naruto, my friend Jiraiya's apprentice." She replied, taking his hand and shaking it. "You have fast hands to even touch Kabuto, let alone lacerate his arm and….. How DID you hit his knee?"

"Not me, Regis." Drizzt answered, gesturing to his left at the halfling.

Tsunade looked at Regis with amazement. "You! How?"

"I snuck up behind him while he dealt with Drizzt and Wulfgar. When he was trying to heal his arm, I whacked his knee, trying to prevent his escape." Regis said simply.

Tsunade just joked at him in shock. Catti-brie laughed at her response and at Regis puffing up like a balloon with pride. Shizune broke into the conversation by yelling a warning "Orochimaru!"

Tsunade got up and so did Naruto. Taking the hint, Catti-brie and the newly recovered Wulfgar did the same. Bruenor jogged over and stood beside Regis. A Tall, thin man with long brown hair walked over. Extremely pale with feral eyes, it was obvious to the companions that he was not all human.