Homecoming and Prank Wars
Chapter 10
"I don't believe it, dattebayo!"
"I already told you, Naruto, that doesn't make any sense." Kidoumaru smiled, "I thought it would fit to give you a ring engraved with the kanji for 'Dattebayo!'.
Naruto admired his new ring, "So, what does the New Akatsuki do?"
Kidoumaru shrugged, "We defend the innocent, fight evil and generally do good."
"Sounds great! Who's the other ring for?" Kidoumaru laughed held out the other ring he was carrying, "Read the kanji and take a guess."
"It says . . . 'Youth!' It's Lee!"
Kidoumaru grinned, "Dattebayo!"
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"I know, how about 'The Brotherhood of the Rings'?"
"How about the #! 'Sisterhood of Satan'?" Tayuya said mockingly, "'Cause Pinky and I ain't your brothers!"
Kidoumaru moaned in frustration, finding a new name for The New Akatsuki was going to be difficult.
"What about 'The Order of the Phoenix'?" Jirobou suggested.
Kidoumaru slammed his hand on the table, waking Shikamaru and making everyone else jump, "No Harry Potter!" He pulled himself together, "Sorry, Jirobou . . . I just don't like that brat."
Lee jumped to his feet, "I have it! 'Team Youth!'"
Kidoumaru nodded, "Not bad."
"How about 'Sonic Youth'?" Shikamaru suggested, "I mean, with you being Oto-Nin . . ."
Kidoumaru shook his head, "A nice name, but I think that's already the name of a band, and we don't want or need a copyright lawsuit."
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The sound of shattering glass brought the scientist back into his laboratory, and what he saw sent him running back out in blind panic. The cloning tubes, the equipment, everything was being destroyed, but that was not the frightening thing. The destroyer was a tall, spectral figure with a hideous expression on its face.
The Shinigami itself was taking action to preventing further attack against its authority as the god of death.
It set fire to the lab before taking its angry path of destruction to the Mizukage's palace in Amegakure. No one was around to see the terrifying creature as it arrived and took out its rage upon the laboratory, breaking and burning everything. A pair of guards rushed down the stairs to investigate, only to see a hideous specter standing amidst the flames, rage in its every feature.
Satisfied in its work, the Shinigami returned to its plane.
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"Mizukage-Sama! The palace is on fire!"
A servant rushed into Konan's office, startling the Paper Ninja.
""A fire?" She shuddered, being a Paper-Nin made her especially afraid of fire, "Evacuate the building!" Konan rushed outside, The staff and villagers were standing in the streets, staring as the palace began to burn to the ground.
"You're alright! Thank God!" Jiraiya rushed over to Konan's side.
"I saw it!" A terrified guard rushed over to the Mizukage, "I saw it! It was horrible! A demon! It set fire to the lab! I could see right through it!"
Jiraiya nodded thoughtfully, "The Shinigami. I was wondering how long it would allow these resurrections to continue."
The palace collapsed into itself, a flaming pile of wreckage.
"I hope everyone got out . . ."
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Eiichiro sat on an outcropping of rock, looking down at an oily black river, waiting for the next condemned soul, so he could see it again. Soon enough, the demons came, dragging a struggling villain behind them. They threw him on the bank of the river, and waited. The liquid near the victim began to coalesce and change, a long, skinny arm and clawed hand formed from the substance and dragged the screaming soul towards a newly formed mouth, and devoured him. Eiichiro pulled out a pen and notebook, and began writing beside an elaborate sketch of the river.
The Black Slime That Devours, It can form limbs of various types, including arms and tentacles, claws and hands to drag victims into itself. It then absorbs them into it's own mass.
He smiled, I can't believe I'm mapping out Hell. Since he'd left on his journey of exploration, he'd begun cataloging the sights and features, building a map. He wondered idly if anyone had done this before, surely the Oni would have mapped out their home. Why do they choose to live in this place? Do they choose? Of course, the living world can be just as cruel as Hell, perhaps they like it better here.
Several miles down the banks of The Black Slime That Devours, he found it's source. A lake of oily blackness, it's surface covered with the disembodied screaming faces of it's victims. The source is a lake covered in the tortured faces of those absorbed by the Slime. There must be hundreds of faces in this being. I wonder what crimes one has to commit to be condemned to this punishment? It is a fascinating creature, I would like to learn if it is intelligent. Can it communicate? But I don't dare approach it, I have no desire of being absorbed into that creature. I shall ask one of the Oni.
He began sketching the lake and it's surroundings.
To be continued . . .