Alright…I'm back. Sorry for the delay. Alotta craps been going on lately. Personal matters. But, I assure you that I'll be updating pretty regularly from here on out. Thanks for your patience. I don't own Naruto…just the OC's.
Onikage had never seen his friend move so fast in his life. Kenji was a blur, packing everything that he needed. It was about five o'clock in the morning, right after the report on the tv. "You serious, bro? You are seriously going clear to New York, right into New York City, to get this guy? Are you even sure it is him?" Oni asked, a little concerned for his friends well-being. "Positive." "How do you even know for sure? It was six years ago, and you haven't seen him since." Kenji stood up slowly from his bag, exhaling deeply. "His eyes…Rinnegan," Kenji said, going back to packing.
"Rinnegan? As in the Sage of the Six Paths Rinnegan?" Kenji just nodded. "I'll never forget those eyes," Kenij added, throwing a shirt into his bag before zipping it up. "Well then, you know I can't let you go into that hellhole by yourself. I'm gonna go pack." "Wait, Oni. You don't have…" Before Kenji could finish his sentence, Onikage had already left, packed, and came back. "Finished…" "I swear, you get faster every time I see you."
"Not only that, I'm itching for a fight…I haven't had a decent one since the war," Onikage said, pulling out his dual revolvers. Attached to the handles of each gun was a blade, much like a trench knife. The handles had open gaps much like a trench knife, where your fingers could be placed. "Well, I can't guarantee that we will get a fight, but I can't guarantee that we won't get in a fight. If I know him…he'll be forming an army as we speak. Mainly to guard all over NYC, which I'm sure he's turned into his base of operations. Plus, he is strategic. He'll hit the major places, but won't touch anywhere around the area. He pinpoints, and attack. Then, he will spread into the surrounding areas," Kenji noted, making Onikage shiver with how much knowledge he has of the enemy. "Kenji, I can't help but feel that there's something more to this guy then just him killing your parents." "Your feeling is correct, buddy."
The larger man reached up, hitting a button on top of a bookshelf. The shelf split in half, opening up to a safe. Kenji spun the dial and got the numbers, opening the door. Onikage smirked, as Kenji pulled out his sword. It was at least six feet long, and a foot and a half wide. The flat sides of the blade were lined with a single line of sharp spikes, still shining even though it hasn't been used in so long. Taking the sword, he placed it against his back, the handle behind his right shoulder. Reaching in again, Kenji pulled out a semi-automatic shotgun, with a wood stock and grip, lined with engravings. He placed the gun over his left shoulder, and then took all the shells from the safe and stuffed them into his bag. "So, I guess now I know that you're serious."
The two loaded up into the truck, getting situated. "Damn. Why can't we just use our summons?" Onikage suggested. "Remember the last time we did that to travel across the country?" Kenji reminded his friend. Onikage laughed, remembering all the houses they accidentally leveled and set ablaze. "Plus, they'll feel our chakra coming, and will be expecting an attack. So, we move incognito," Kenji said, firing up his truck and taking off down the road. He didn't even hit the brakes as he drifted onto the pavement, grabbing another gear and taking off, making Oni grab onto the "Oh shat" handle. "Jeebus, Kenny! You about hit that minivan back there." But Kenji wasn't listening. He was dead set for New York, and dead set on killing the man who made his life a living hell.
Oni had fell asleep an hour into the trip. Kenji didn't mind, cause Onikage's snoring kept him alert and focused. Green chakra fed into the truck, giving Kenji a layout of the next few miles, so he could keep a look out for cops as he shifted and took off screaming down the interstate.
"Sir!" A dark-haired man walked into the office, where Pein was sitting. "What is it, Itachi?" "Pein-sama. We have rallied all of the troops we could, and terminated anyone who resisted." Ah, wonderful. If anyone is caught leaving the area, kill them too. We can't have word getting out of our plan. Set up a perimeter around the suburbs, make sure no one makes it in, or out. They can shoot to kill. But, if anyone wants to join, they can do so. Make sure you emphasize that," Pein added. "Hai, sir." The man turned and disappeared into the doorway. Another explosion rocked the building at its foundation. Pein wouldn't have been mad, if it wasn't for the laugh that followed. "Damn it, Deidara. I told him to keep the explosions down…" Pein muttered to himself, looking outside. The sky had turned red around the area. Flames still burned, and many buildings were nothing but concrete and ash.
Kenji gripped his chest again. His scar ached like it had the day before. Oni snored loudly, and Kenji gripped the wheel. It had been two hours since they got on the road, and Kenji was making good time. Well, he was going well over 120 miles per hour. His foot hit the brakes hard. Onikage slung forward and slammed into the dash, falling into the floorboards. "SON OF A MOTHER F***ING…" "Oh quiet you baby," Kenji said, going by a cop about a mile later. He waited a little, then opened it up again, continuing down the road. "Well I'm awake now…with a broken freaking back," Onikage said, rubbing his back. "Yeah yeah yeah, snacks in the back." Oni perked up. There was always one thing he could rely on when it came to Kenji. And that…was food. Oni dove into the back seat and rooted around before jumping back to the front, holding a box of Cheese-It's. Kenji just shook his head, chuckling. "So, what's our plan of action?"
Kenji silently thought about that. He has several plans. A few involving just going in and tearing shit up. "Well, I've been thinking about that. I think it's time we learn to mask ourselves and go in undercover to get inside. We don't need to take out the whole army…just the little supporting block that holds them all up. Take that out and…poof. Down goes everyone," Kenji said. "So I take it, this guy is the block?" Kenji just nodded. Oni stuffed a handful of Cheese-Its in his mouth and chewed. "Hey! Don't get crumbs in my truck…I just had this thing cleaned!" "Waah waah."
"Pull over, deuce. I gotta deuce," Onikage stated quickly. Kenji quickly took the off-ramp into a convenience store. Oni disappeared, kicking out whoever was in the stall. Kenji walked into the store casually, grabbing a few drinks. As Kenji got the drinks and was going up to pay, Oni came out of the bathroom, patting his stomach. "Dear Lord, it was like…" "Don't need the details, dude," Kenji interrupted him. The cashier stood there with an idiotic grin on his face. "Will that be all?" "Yeah," Kenji said. He paid the man and walked out. A gang of bikers rolled in, blocking Kenji's truck. Kenji sighed and put his drinks in the truck. "Excuse me…I need to leave," Kenji said politely. One large biker got off his bike, pulling up his goggles. "I don't think so," the strange biker stated, grinning. A very tiny spark came off of Kenji's left temple. Kenji initiated the Chakra Mind Link. This ability was created years ago by Kenji and Onikage, and perfected. The two could talk to each other through their minds, and never have to do anything. "Onikage, check their chakra flow." Kenji sent out that message, and saw Onikage's eyes twinge. "Shin Byakugan." Onikage said silently. "What was that, runt?" the biggest biker called out. "Kenji…they're not the strongest, but I've never seen this before. It's like, their chakra is getting pumped into them, from somewhere else. It's going…right into their piercings of their ears." Kenji quickly looked at the ears. Black piercings. "Of course…this is his handy work," Kenji said softly. "What?" the head biker asked. "Oh nothing…I was just telling my friend how it's been a long time since we've had to take out anybody…and he kind of misses it."
Onikage quickly disappeared in a cloak of black smoke. "Do you know what you're getting yourselves into?" Kenji said, chuckling madly as the ground under his feet began to shake. The bikers started trying to keep themselves from falling. Onikage zoomed by and took out one. "WH-WHAT WAS THAT?" Oni then took out another, leaving no trace but barely a puff of smoke. Kenji smiled at this. "Heh…he's showing off." Kenji walked forward slowly. "That's it, you're dead!" The large biker said, pulling out a tire iron. However, the biker was still not even close to Kenji's size. Kenji grabbed the tire iron from his hands and crushed it into a tiny metal ball. He then flicked it, launching it at the man and watched as it tore through his chest. "Guh…uhhh." The man faintly grunted as he hit the ground, dead. The other bikers started shaking now. "Wh-wh-what is this…who are you?" Kenji silently cracked his knuckles. "You ever hear of the war stories…about the Demon and the Golem?"
The head biker squinted his eyes. "Yeah…they were an invincible team. The Demon was always on fire, scorching everything that was close to him. And then the Golem…who was made of stone and shook the ground with every step he took." Kenji chuckled lightly. "Your sources are correct…Oni…show them what you're made of," Kenji stated. Oni stopped right beside Kenji and laughed as his whole body was engulfed in fire. "AH! THE DEMON!" One screamed and took off. "Three…two…ONE!" Oni pointed his finger at the man. "Bang!" The man was suddenly engulfed in flames, running around and screaming for help. Oni laughed madly. "Your turn, partner," Oni said casually as the flames still radiated from him.
Kenji stood still as the concrete from the ground rose up and covered him slowly in a thin layer of rock. Kenji stomped his foot against the ground, causing a massive quake and a fissure to open up, swallowing half of the group quickly. "This…this is crazy…I didn't sign up for this!" the leader yelled. "Who hired you?" Kenji said, his voice now a deep roar. "I-I-I-I don't know his name…he's tall…uh skinny…orange hair. He gave us these piercings, said they would give us powers to kill you!" the biker said. "Shit…he knows we're coming," Kenji said. "Now what?" "What else? Kill them," Kenji said as the rock sank back off his body into the ground. Onikage laughed as a giant flaming phoenix came from behind the store and engulfed the rest of the gang in one swoop. "Nice job…at least you didn't scorch my truck." "I made sure I didn't, cause I know I wouldn't hear the end of the bitching if I did," Onikage said, dissipating his fire cloak and getting in the passenger side. "Ooo DP's." Onikage grabbed a Dr. Pepper and started swilling it down quickly. Kenji got in and shut the door, starting his truck up and heading back toward the highway, running over charred bodies along the way.
"DAMN IT!" Pein yelled, punching a hole in the wall. "What is it now?" Konan asked, making a butterfly out of paper. "That idiot biker told him everything. Now he knows that I know he's coming!" "There, there Pein-sama. You still have the upper hand here," Konan said. Pein kept seething till a paper butterfly landed on his nose, then flew off. Pein rubbed his face quickly. "I'll just have to do better…" Pein commented. "No kidding. I mean, a biker gang? Do you think he's that much of a push-over? He's a monster, Pein," "I know that, Konan! For the love of Kami, he's…" Pein was cut off by a door opening. "Pein-sama…he has continues on the road." Two distinctive voices cut through the silence. "Thank's Zetsu. Keep tracking them…what did you learn?" "Oh, plenty, sir. They plan on sneaking into the base. They won't make it far," Zetsu commented, his two sides speaking. "That will be all, Zetsu. I'll just have to play to his weaknesses…"
Thanks for whoever read this, and a special thanks goes to CuttlefishShiz for being the first to write a review! Yaaaay! Thanks again, Shiz lol. And btw, sorry this chapter took so long. I've had a lot of crap happen lately…anyways, enjoy.
