Sorry I've taken so long to write another chapter, been busy writing other stuff  but enjoy, the end of this fanfic is near

Sorry I've taken so long to write another chapter, been busy writing other stuff :) but enjoy, the end of this fanfic is near

had a few hits, but wouldreally appreciate reviews, hadn;t had any yet :(

So, on the day, Akira was seen marching vigilantly up towards the stone faces of the Hokages that had come before Lady Tsunade, all brilliant Shinobi, as they were all counting on the strengths of such splendid Shinobi now.

Tsunade walked along side him at that moment in time, openly disregarding the letters warning regarding to Akira coming alone, not that it really mattered. If this Aihvus really believed that they would send someone who would cause the end of the world off alone, hen he had another thing coming.

But instantly, as soon as Akira and Tsunade got a clear view of the top of the stone faces, the boy's heart sank as fast as a stone in a pond. The man awaiting them was tall and thin, with silvery-grey hair that fell well past his shoulders, and scars running from the ends of their eyes, then turning to run down the outside of his cheeks. It was those scars that kept Akira awake at night, and kept reappearing on every person he saw; no matter how hard he tried to purge them from his mind.

'Aihvus…' he mumbled, as if in a trance.

Tsunade glanced down at him worriedly, noticing that the man was alone, except for an odd machine, which held a glass oval the size of a bed. This crude device housed the unconscious Naruto Uzumaki, who looked pale and thin, totally drained of physical energy.

'This is b...bad, we can't just take Naruto now, the plan will never work…'

'Be patient, I've already told Jiraya through a mike to initiate his transparency Jutsu and prepare to retrieve Naruto from under this guy's nose, while we have him occupied.'

'That'll never work, Aihvus won't be fooled for a second, no matter how good this creepy old man is at transparency, as soon as he tries to move the casket, Aihvus will know, and stop him.'

'Isn't it nice to have someone of such optimism on our side? Jiraya and I are pretty tough you know; we'll take this guy on. While I engage him, Jiraya takes Naruto, and then we run, until the whole force of the village is upon these goons. They'll never stand a chance.'

Akira scowled, 'I was under the assumption we'd try and out strategize the agents, besting them through force has much less chance of succeeding…'

The Lady Hokage proceeded to slap the boy firmly on the back of the head, 'At least pretend to think this has any chance of working, if your hearts not in this then it will fail, everyone has to do their part.'

Akira's mouth was set in a strait line as he executed a tight nod, 'I'll do what I can…and hope the world doesn't end in the process…'

Tsunade gave up with a sigh; they were approaching earshot of their adversary, who grinned malevolently.

'Akira OMEGA how nice to see you again, how've you been? You look well…' the man began casually, as though chatting to an old friend.

'I've been well, though I am glad to inform you that the feeling of this being a happy occasion is not mutual.'

The man frowned childishly, 'really, no "hello" no "nice to see your well" c'mon OMEGA, we've been through so much together.'

'Unfortunately most of that seems to consist of you trying to use my final Jutsu against my will.'

The man shrugged, '…yes that's true, but that's in the past, now things are different, because I'm going to succeed this time. Just wait, the world will be cleansed of its filth by the time this day is done…though technically it won't ever get to end will it? Anyway, I see you've brought a friend, how nice, are you here to provide a little sport before the end my dear?'

Tsunade matched Aihvus's bold grin from before, 'Oh just a little, shouldn't be too interesting.'

The man looked as though he was a child in play school and free time had just ended, 'What a shame, I was hoping to test my fullest ability before all this happens, but little sport is better than no sport…'

His hand went behind his back as he talked, 'Oh, just one last thing I need to attend to before we begin…' From behind his back he brought out a large, spherical orb of deep violet, which seemed to hold within it a sort of swirling mist.

Akira's eyes became vacant, his body went limp, except from his back which was needed to hold him up, and his head lolled on its neck. 'Akira?' The Hokage said quickly, finding there was no response feared for the worst.

'I'm afraid he can't hear you, you see now all he has to do is touch this orb and he will be given the power as well as the will to execute the perfect Jutsu.'

Tsunade froze as Akira waltzed casually over to Aihvus and took hold of the sphere firmly with both hands. "He mentioned sport, a fight or something… he can't have it end just yet…"

Chakra began to flow visibly and uncontrollably from the sphere and through Akira's body, glowing a sinister crimson. The boy's body became completely immersed in the blood red chakra, obscuring him from sight.

'Now, as I said, before I give the signal, we are to have one last bought. It's all pretty standard really, we face each other in combat, either you die and the world ends, unless a new opponent cares to oppose me, or I die and the world keeps on spinning…for now.'

'Sounds good, but I'm afraid I won't be leaving the fate of the world up to a single one on one match…'

From all around the stone faces, a harsh wind blew off all covers of people nearby. Kakashi, Guy, all the rookies available and many other highly skilled Shinobi encircled the leading pair.

The grin that adorned Aihvus's features grew large and toothy, 'Ah, I was so hoping you'd make this fun…' From within some nearby shrubs, Shinobi of all shapes and sizes rushed from within all veiled completely in black hooded cloaks, totally obscuring any defining features other than height.

The two sides looked close to even, though more and more leaf-village Shinobi were turning up every minute.

'The famous leaf village, against a band of apocalyptic visionaries, this will be fun…'