So I was informed to today by the courts that I do not own Naruto so yeah, I gotta put this up here…
Unexpected
An hour later Kenji dropped the fresh corpse of the Kazka. He felt no remorse for what he had done, torturing the man until he died. He felt no remorse as it would have been exactly the same way he could have died had he been caught and their situations reversed. Still, regardless of what would have happened to Kenji if he had been caught he would have still killed the man in this fashion. To Kenji every last Kazka deserved death.
The rouge Kazka jumped down, his mission complete. True, it was a failure but he was still alive and could try again at some point. As he gave a relieved sigh in the finality of the moment his vision began to blur and he fell forward from exhaustion and blood loss As he lay there drifting into unconsciousness the nights events unfolded again in his head…
'It ends tonight,' the rouge Kazka thought to himself. Tonight was the night he would finally extract his revenge on his wretched clan for all of those years. Kenji's eyes were filled with utter hate as he stood on the hill next to the Kazka compound.
Kenji meant to see to his father's death first as he was the strongest and would give him the toughest battle, but getting there with out killing everyone first would be the tricky part. Kenji hopped over the wall, using the hills to get over the walls more effectively. He silently landed on the ground, his head instantly shooting up to scan for any incoming and imminent threats. There were none and he was in, but that, was the easy part. Kenji quietly made his way to the nearest building and hid in its shadow.
Kenji looked at his target. It was the building in the center of the compound... Tall and elegant, the tower screamed high class with paper walls and doors. Kenji's biggest problem would be getting to the top, where his father was. If he went in the building to climb to the top his presence would be near impossible not to detect in the narrow corridors in the building. However, if he called the building he would be silhouetted into the sky, once again giving away his presence. It was a lose-lose choice and either way Kenji had a large chance of being detected.
In the end he chose to scale the tower because if he got caught in the tower he'd be surrounded by enemies and his escape options would be limited. Still, he had an idea on how to scale the tower without being detected. His speed technique could cause him to fade from sight temporarily. As he snuck up to the tower he molded his lightning and wind into shock to produce maximum speed. He molded chakra on to his feet and prepared for the ascent. Before he left his only hope was that his father was in his study, on the top floor.
In an instant he was there, in the study. He had slowed only to enter the window but Kenji was sure that he had not been noticed by slowing down to the point where he was visible. Kenji quietly drew his katana as he saw his father reading a book, his back towards Kenji. As Kenji started forward his father spoke.
"So the Kazka Genius returns," Kazka Kenkuza spoke, no emotion in his voice. Thunder rolled outside.
Kenji issued a slight grin; his father had always had that sixth sense. Now, however was not the time to admire his father's extra senses. Grin gone from under his mask Kenji coldly said, "It ends tonight."
Before Kenkuza could issue a chuckle Kenji shot out a lightning bolt from his left hand. Fully expecting his father to dodge Kenji was surprised when he did not. Instead he lifted a hand, channeling lightning in it and in turn deflecting the bolt of lightning. The stray bolt went to the roof, blowing the roof apart, a true testament to both Kenkuza and Kenji's power.
Kenji was stunned; it was completely unexpected that his father could simply will the lightning bolt away. His father spoke in a some what amused tone, but still looking to his book, "You've become powerful indeed. Its no wonder that you've survived my assassins these past eight years."
Kenji charged in. using his top speed. The guards were no doubt rushing to the top of the tower to defend their leader. Kenji made a downwards slash to his father's neck, his katana crackling as it was now charged with lightning, that, was his swords special ability, to be able to take a charge making it vastly more deadly. But Kenkuza blocked with his own Raiton Katana, his sword's charge negating Kenji's charge. He then flipped out of his chair, standing at the ready before meeting Kenji in a dance of death.
A minute later the duelers broke apart, panting slightly as it began to rain down on them. In the one minute that they had fought thousands of blows had been exchanged by either side, due to their vastly increased speeds. The rain was rather interesting as it added a new element. Lightning crashed as the two met again. This time when their swords met the two's lightning crashed louder and harder, burning both of them as lightning traveled in the small droplets of rain. Kenji jumped back again. He then began to swing his sword at an opponent that wasn't there, a ball of wind gathering at the center of his attacks.
"Ninety nine," Kenji yelled, "One Hundred blades of wind!" With the last strike a miniature tornado was formed the same as a regular one, except that there was something dangerous in the winds.
The tornado began to move forward, tearing everything apart, cutting it. Kenji was not ready to attack however; Kenji threw a lightning bold into the tornado. Not only would Kenkuza have to dodge the wind but he would also have to avoid the bolts of lightning that were now reproducing in the tornado and being shot at faster then normal speeds at him. Things now looked bad for Kenkuza as Kenji shot the tornado forward, moving it at breakneck speeds towards his father.
To Kenji's amazement his father dispelled the tornado and lightning with a flick of the wrist. Kenji now knew he was still outmatched by his father, and badly. He had no other choice now; he had to use his final technique. With Kenji's lightning and wind, his shock element being disabled easily by his father he had to use nature, which was not easily or possibly dispelled.
Panting Kenji said with utter contempt and hatred in his voice, "This is it father," Throwing both of his hands into the air, after sheathing his sword, he continued in a yell, "This is the final technique; I will show you the true power of our abilities!"
Kenji's face began to show strain as he searched the clouds. He gave a grin as he found what he was looking for, "IT'S OVER!"
Then it happened, two kunai flew into Kenji's back. He dropped to his knees as he turned to see more Kazkas on the roof of the next building. He cursed himself for not remembering that it had been a few minutes since the battle had began.
"You're still weak, Kenji," his father laughed, "Stronger, yes but still weak. It is you who dies today traitor!"
Before Kenkuza could finish his son off Kenji used a burst of speed to jump to a free rooftop. He once again cursed his inattention, though he did realize that he just didn't have eyes in the back of his head. He left the compound in a hurry though he knew he was being chased by more assassins in hot pursuit…
Hyuuga Michiko wandered the forest with a smile on her face. It was a nice morning, the son was rising and the fresh rain gave off that great smell in the forest, it was a nice way for the sixteen year old to temporarily escape the pressures put on her by her station. As the heiress of her clan she faced many, well mainly it was her little brother that annoyed her. She knew that he only cared for her family but his quiet and reserved attitude annoyed her. She knew he only had trouble speaking his mind but his helpful attitude with the quiet demeanor gave of the air of superiority.
She sighed as she rubbed the back of her head, annoyed at herself that she was dwelling on things she was trying to escape. The Hyuuga turned her lightly colored lavender eyes as she continued forward. She found an unexplainable peace in the forest, especially after it rained. The forest was always there, in a protecting manner, a peaceful manner, a secure manner and the rain seemed to wash every thing away, giving everyone a new chance, something she firmly believed in.
As she once again inhaled that nice smell she jerked her eyes open. There was the sickly sweet smell of blood intertwined in the smell of the forest. She jumped behind a tree and activated her Byakugen. As she found the source her eyes zoomed in the fresh battlefield. Michiko saw five bodies and of the five, three were very clearly dead. On closer inspection of the two remaining bodies she confirmed that one more was dead. Michiko was able to determine that it was the aggressors that lay dead. The other person, a boy around her age appeared to still be alive, but barely. Michiko rushed forward to get to the boy.
As she got to the downed boy she noticed that his breathing was faint. He had two kunai in his back and blood was pouring out the sides. She reached into her pack and grabbed her bandages, bandaging the area around the kunais, stopping the bleeding, but she was not foolish enough to take the kunai out. As Michiko rolled him over to a sitting position the boy gave a groan. She pulled down his mask to find and irregular, weak heartbeat. He needed attention, fast. As she put him over her shoulder she couldn't help but notice that he was kind of cute.
She ran as fast as she could towards Konoha. She took pride in her speed and stamina and especially as it would serve her well now. With her free hand she swept her long blonde hair out of her eyes as she headed to the hospital. Michiko could think of no one better then her father's friend to help the critically injured boy.
As Michiko burst into the woman's office the woman lazily said, "Only you and your father…" She gasped seeing the bloodied boy on the now equally bloody Michiko.
"This certainly is unexpected" the woman muttered, rushing forward…
Well there's the end of the first chapter, I hope you like it so far. Please feel free to leaves some review critiquing me. Thanks again!