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Lighting
Storms captivate Kakashi with an endless fascination. One night he fights with the deadly bolts.
A torrent of freezing rain crashed into the grassy plain. Brilliant flashes of jagged destruction sheared the cobalt sky. A lone figure weaved his way through the endless maze of deadly strikes. The silver haired shinobi glided in a series of moves best described as a dance of death. Thunder rolled and lightning sparked, taunting the jounin ninja. He glared up at the sky, defiance steady in his gaze, the lone Sharingan spinning madly.
His stance lowered, back straight with determination. Leaning slightly to the left, Kakashi watched a small forked tongue of sky-fire stretch towards him in an almost desperate attempt to ensnare the jounin. Leaping sideways the jounin rolled, landing in a semi-crouch. A metallic sheen rent through the air, reverberating across the field as Kakashi drew his katana.
A blazing white-hot energy bolt shot across the weeping sky, ripping a tear through still air. Kakashi jumped, katana held out ready, to meet the raw power head on. Collision point misjudged, the bolt slithered past, slashing a cut on his right arm. He landed and dropping to his knees, grasped one hand to the wound. Above thunder boomed as if the storm itself were laughing at his failure.
Kakashi tightened his grip on the handle and rose to his feet. A strange glint sparked in his eyes as he watched and waited for his next target. A small light elongated and sliced the calm night, deep rumbles following obediently behind. Propelling himself forward Kakashi swerved around the first strike, barely dodging, and aimed for the second that crept up on the heels of the last.
Grin hidden beneath a mask, Kakashi vaulted skyward dragging the slender blade in a downward arc. Electric met metal and a surge of raw power flooded his body. Gritting his teeth against the pain, Kakashi pressed harder.
With a sudden give a fissure appeared and a shimmering roar as the katana shattered, the fractured light spiraled off, gouging long claw marks into the callous earth.
Kakashi hit the ground and rolled over to face the vanquished storm, dropping the useless hilt. The onyx clouds wept in defeat, while the thunder howled in misery.
Kakashi smirked in triumph, mocking the storms' downfall.
"I have beat you." He whispered closing his eyes.
Owari
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