A/N: I know, I haven't updated like I said I would. Had writers block…AGAIN. Sorry about that, but here's the next chapter.

Dokuja woke up, but he wasn't in his bed, like he was last night. He was strapped to some sort of weapon. He figured it was the top-secret operation he was given: to power the thing. "Like the view?" Hun asked, from behind him. Dokuja looked out on the New York skyline and realized what was happening.

"You tricked me you pansy- ass"- Electric shock as he struggled to get free.

"Quit moving. That way it'll be less painful." He went up to the controls. "Now, tell me…do you like having your life being sapped away in order to kill the friends you abandoned?"

"Are you trying to piss me off? Just wait until I get out of this hunk of junk. You're blood will be everywhere!"

"But that's the thing: you won't get out. This thing will drain every last bit of your chakra in order to destroy the city."

"You've gone mad!"

"Mad? That's a harsh word. Prepare to fire!" He pointed to some attendants at a computer terminal.

I can't believe I fell for this… Dokuja thought, hoping his friends will forgive him.

"All systems are online." One attendant said, looking at his master.

"Good. Take aim." The cannon moved to the right, and slanted downward. "Start the countdown."

"T-minus ten…mark." Multiple thuds against the door. Dokuja turned around, as the door was ripped from its hinges. He heard someone shout.

"There you are!" Kiba was there.

"Not in the best spot, I see." Kakashi was with him.

"Tell me about it." Dokuja said. "Speaking of which, do you know the word exodus means?"

"Uh…no." Kiba answered.

"It's another tem for 'cut me loose so we can get the fuck out of here'!"

"Makes sense. Let's go Akamaru!"

"Five…four…" The attendant kept counting.

"It's too late." Hun said, giving a chuckle.

"Three…"

"Oh yeah? Fang over Fang!"

"Two…"

Kiba cut one of the chains.

"One…"

"Get off, mutt!" Hun punched Akamaru, before it could reach Dokuja.

"Fire!"

"Damn!"

Dokuja felt a weakening sensation in his right arm, then to the rest of his body as his chakra was sapped. Every ounce was getting poured into the weapon. He screamed in pain, for the rush was like one hundred bees stinging him simultaneously. The weapon vibrated, then let the energy loose in a black, sludge like form. It flew over the city, then exploded in a rainstorm. Dokuja had little strength, but enough to snap the chain on his arm and legs. He could barely stand after his chakra being used in the cannon. "I'm sorry…everyone."

"Don't worry about it. Thinking like you did at the time, I would have done the same thing. Plus, it looked like you were half drunk." Kiba replied.

"Wait, you two aren't old enough to drink." Kakashi said. Kiba rubbed the back of his head.

"Hey, everyone had at least one glass." Dokuja stepped in.

"And you had..?"

"Seventeen…maybe more…and then a bottle of brandy afterwards."

"No wonder you're heads out of whack."

"There you are!" Someone said. It was Tenten. She had Dokuja's gear; and Angel behind her.

"Thanks for the hand. But I think it would have been a lot better if you came and got me instead of run for help." Dokuja barked.

"Sorry, my bad." Angel replied.

"I'm glad you're okay." Tenten replied, hugging him.

"Same here…because I've got business to attend to…with you!" Dokuja pointed to Hun. He drew his sword and charged. "This is for tricking me." He slashed, gorging an eye. "This is for endangering everyone in the city." He slashed again, across the chest. "And this…just because you're one big ass douche." Another slash, slitting the throat. Blood was everywhere. The carcass fell of the roof and into the harbor. "Well, that took away one threat. Let's get out of here." He walked forward, and stumbled with exhaustion. Tenten caught him before he hit the ground, wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and helped him to walk. "I'm so going to need major R&R…"

"I'll make arrangements." Tenten laughed. They go out the door, and see hundreds of thugs on the ground, either dead, or moaning in pain.

"Oh, come on!" Dokuja roared. "How come I miss all the fun?"

"You didn't miss ALL of it." Kiba retorted.

"Yeah, I got ONE human marshmallow. And you get all of these guys. How is that fair?"

"Just be lucky you're still alive. One more second in that thing, and you'd be dead for sure." Kakashi stated.

"NO SHIT!"

"Just shut up and let's get home." They guide Dokuja outside and into the Battle Shell. Kakashi drives them slowly.

"What a long day…" Dokuja started. It's been quiet for a while.

"More like a week for us, without you around." Kiba said, petting Akamaru, as he barked.

"Well, looks like I've been missed."

"Of course, you kind of keep us uniform as a substitute leader." Tenten stated.

"He's not old enough for that title yet." Kakashi implied.

"Sure…" Dokuja continued. The car came to a screeching halt. "Um, hello? What the heck are you"-

A horrifying scene. Everyone in the city was acting strange. Like they were zombies. Wandering towards the car. Blood, fire, chaos everywhere.

"-oh…" Dokuja finished. "Now I'm scared."

"What the heck is happening?" Tenten asked.

"Could this be…from that weapon?" Dokuja suggested. Everyone turned to look at him. "Look! They're drenched in that same sludge that came out of it!"

"It explains it, but we can't jump to conclusions." Kiba stated.

One of the zombies came and ripped off the back door. Tenten screamed, and Dokuja gave it a blow to the face, going, not into, but through its head. But what was really strange was that the blood was black. "That's going to be a stain…" Dokuja said, ripping his fist back out as the victim fell to the floor. "Drive!"

Kakashi turned the keys but nothing happened. "It won't start!" He claimed.

"Then…more stains…a LOT more…" Dokuja jumped out the back, along with Kiba and Akamaru, Tenten soon after. It was a bloodbath, bashing heads in left and right, crimson-covered people spitting out tar-like liquid. Dokuja felt a sense of regret, thinking he caused this…as something lit up behind them. Dokuja turned, to see a similar light to the one that took him to this place. A hand came out, and signaled for him to come. "Guys, over here!" Dokuja sprinted over to the beacon. Kiba soon followed and inside the light, while Dokuja waited. Kakashi went in after a minute or two.

"Go on, I'll hold them off!" Tenten shouted, throwing several shuriken.

"You sure?"

"Yes, I'll be right behind you!" Dokuja then went in the light, and found himself on some sort of air craft. Everyone was there, not just Kiba and Kakashi, but the rest of the crew. Dokuja turned around, seeing through the light to where he just was. Tenten was fighting. The zombies were of countless amounts now. They were overpowering her. They surrounded her, and slowly closed inward. Dokuja went to help, but was stopped by an unknown force.

"You cannot help her."

"Speak for yourself, whoever you are!" Dokuja ran for the portal again, this time was tripped. He watched as the zombies started feasting on the person he cared for most. He jumped, and got part way through, before getting stopped in his place. He got pulled, but was bitten by a foe he didn't see, on the wrist of his right arm. He swung with his free hand, knocking his head off. Some of the black blood got in the wound. Then a strange phenomenon occurred. Something was forming on his arm, mutating it. Dokuja slammed it on the floor and squeezed it in pain, not sure what was happening. He felt himself get injected, as the mutation stopped. He took another look at his arm. It grew to a massive size, and looked purple. Large claws, and what looked like veins going the rest of the way up his arm, a lighter shade than the rest. Everyone stood and stared in awe, as Dokuja asked one simple question: "What the hell happened to me?!"