Chapter 3: What They're Made Of

GS, Hirabi, and Azubaz continued on their way. However, the two months GS spent in the IRA had made the hedgehog wary. He never let his guard down for a moment. He heard a twig snap behind them and someone belch.

"You guys can't remain stealthy." GS stated, wheeling around and drawing out his Armalite.

"An ARMALITE?" Johan asked as he and Omaddon emerged, "That's a cheap gun! It jams ALL the time!"

GS then began shooting with the 'cheap gun'. Johan barely had time to duck out of the way and continue dodging bullets.

"This 'cheap gun' is also one of the fastest and most accurate." GS stated, "And…I missed on purpose."

Johan looked over his shoulder to see that, in a tree, there was a pattern…namely, a smiley face.

"Hey, aren't ya dead, Zabuza?" Omaddon asked.

"No, I'm Azubaz." Azubaz corrected, drawing HIS huge sword, "Clone of the guy you're talking about."

Azubaz swung his sword down and Omaddon barely dodged. Hirabi then pulled out a set of sai and held them in a defensive manner.

Back with GS and Johan, the two continued their small brawl. By brawl, I mean by dodging bullets. GS' Armalite suddenly stopped.

"PERFECT time to prove him right…" GS growled, swinging the jammed gun like a club into Johan's midsection.

"You'll pay for THAT one, bub!" Johan growled, pulling out his whip. GS kicked over a garbage can and rummaged through it. He pulled out a can of hairspray, "A can of hairspray? Bet you're gonna try that rudimentary flame-thrower bit on me. Too bad! 'Cause you don't have any…"

GS simply sprayed the rest of the can's contents into Johan's eyes. The Darkside screamed in pain and clawed at his eyes. GS rummaged through it again and pulled out a screwdriver. Johan opened his blood-shot and watery eyes and glowered at GS. Johan brought his whip down and it cracked, causing GS to lose his concentration for ONE second. Johan then tackled the hedgehog and they were soon in a fistfight. The two quickly separated and GS held his screwdriver like a knife. Johan threw his fist out to punch the hedgehog, but he quickly dodged, grabbed the Darkside's arm, and jammed the screwdriver into it. Johan screamed in pain as GS kicked him away. He then noticed a piece of paper that Johan apparently dropped…

"Alright, you two!" Omaddon growled, "Let's see how you deal with this! BYAKUGAN!"

Omaddon's eyes became darker and veiny.

"What the heck's that?" Hirabi asked.

"Byakugan." Azubaz explained, "He can strike anywhere and cause a powerful blow…and block off chakra. You can take it, seeing as you're not a ninja. I, on the other hand…"

Azubaz used his sword to block an oncoming air palm. He then threw a punch out of the small hole in it.

"How'd you get that sword?!" Omaddon growled, massaging the place were Azubaz hit him.

"Replica." Azubaz simply said, making hand-signs, "WATER-STYLE! WATER DRAGON JUTSU!"

A giant torrent of water came out and struck Omaddon, who barely had enough time to register Hirabi springing out and begin attacking with her sai. Omaddon threw a gentle fist at the Yakuza descendant, but she quickly dodged.

"The Yakuza were EXPERTS at martial arts." Hirabi explained as she ducked around every blow and delivered a fast slash with her sai.

Hirabi then sheathed her sai and pulled out a set of nunchakus and began spinning them around. The motion distracted Omaddon, so Hirabi quickly threw her foot into his jaw.

"THESE are just used to distract you while I break your neck with my foot!" Hirabi stated.

"EAT STEEL!" Azubaz shouted. Omaddon dodged around his blade, which came slicing down. He then delivered a gentle fist that collided with the shoulder blades of the Zabuza clone.

"YOU JERK!" Hirabi shouted, smashing her nunchakus into Omaddon's head, knocking him onto the ground.

"I'm gonna kill that son of a…" Azubaz growled.

"Now, there's no call for THAT language, Azubaz." Hirabi interrupted.

"Oh, SCRAP THIS!" Omaddon growled, vanishing.

"NO date with Ino's worth THIS!" Johan murmured, vanishing from GS.

"IRELAND!" Hirabi shouted.

The mentioned hedgehog picked up the scrap of paper and walked over to his teammates.

"What?" Azubaz asked.

"One of those guys left this behind." GS explained. He then read aloud, "GS, I was right about you. Your time is close at hand. Meet me in London in one week. Oldkid."

"Who's Oldkid?" Hirabi asked.

"Can't tell ya." GS replied, "But…he's waiting for me in London."

"I guess this means you're leavin' the IRA." Azubaz stated.

"Yeah." GS replied, "Never liked it here in the first place. Against my beliefs."

"Looks like we're bookin' the first flight to London, then." Hirabi said.

AFAFAFAFAFAFAFAFAFAFAFAFAFAFAF

"I'm tellin' ya, I SAW TL!" Lunatic said, excitedly.

"And I'm saying that, if TL came back, you two would've been the first on his list to see." X Prodigy replied.

"I know it's TL." Lunatic said, "I just know it! I know it's him because…"

Music began to play, but it immediately stopped as D-Dude bolted over, waving his claws.

"Stop that! STOP THAT!" he shouted, "You won't be singing any songs while I'M here…"

"If you don't believe me, I'll PROVE it!" Lunatic replied before saying, "Dudley! Come here, boy!"

A Basset Hound waddled from out of nowhere and sat down in front of Lunatic. THIS was Dudley, the dog that followed Lunatic home. The Authors allowed it because he wouldn't leave Lunatic (Ranger voted to keep him because the dog distracted fangirls while he killed them.).

"Dudley the BASSET HOUND?" Airnaruto asked, confused.

"Yeah, he's a hound. He's BRED to sniff!" Lunatic replied, scratching Dudley's ear as the Basset Hound leaned his head to one side.

"He couldn't even find the remote!" X Prodigy stated.

"Don't listen to 'em, Dudley!" Lunatic said, "Now, try and find any hedgehog-esque smells."

Dudley sniffed around and pointed in a northerly direction.

"Good boy, Dudley!" Lunatic said, "Just for that, I'm takin' ya into the next fight! Imagine it, we'll be facing danger, torture, and death!" With a yelp, Dudley ran off. Lunatic didn't look phased as he simply said, "That dog's almost human…"

"I'll get him." D-Dude muttered, catching the Basset Hound.

"Weren't these guys bred by the French?" X Prodigy asked.

"Yeah, but who cares about the French? All they do is surrender!" Lunatic replied. However, he quickly noticed two Frenchmen standing behind him, "Uh…heh-heh-heh-heh…"

A hurried apology later, the four were following Dudley, who was tracking the scent of the hedgehog.