Author's Note: Beware, there is a bit of graphic violence and gore in this chapter. Just skip the lines, it's not that important to know anyway.

And then Hidan suddenly charged at me, intent for getting my head on a silver Jashin platter. I did not want that, not one bit, so I jumped and twisted myself out of the trajectory of the thrown multi-bladed red scythe. The reason for why it was red was probably because it had been bathed in blood to begin with.

I did not avert my eyes away from Hidan, but from his motions I could see that he was about to pull on the thick wire that was connected to his triple balded scythe. As he pulled on the wire I reached behind me with another arm, not breaking eye-contact with the silver haired maniac.

"Shinra Tensei," I muttered lowly. I got the effect I so desired for. Hidan, with wide eyes and mouth agape, was flung forwards as he rapidly approached me against his will. I clenched my hand into a fist, preparing to plant it into Hidan's face. I enhanced all my muscles to the point of superhuman stuck to the ground with chakra. The result was devastating. Hidan was sent tumbling down the ground after I had punching him hard in the jaw, landing near Kakuzu in a fashion strangely similar to how Deidara was punched out. Strange, it was.

Hidan got up groggily and rubbed his jaw. "Damn, that was a fucking hard punch there, asshole! Nearly fractured my jaw and everything," he complained before he suddenly began to grin, "I like it!" he said loudly. He threw his head back and began laughing.

What a creepy guy. He likes pain, right? I wasn't exactly the fan of Hidan, despite his craziness and absolutely hilarious laugh.

I saw out of the corner of my eye that Jiraya was loosing, badly, to Pain and Konan, though the two of them didn't seem that well off either.

I turned my gaze back to Hidan and Kakuzu, only to see a hand attached to thick black threads storming through the air to get a hold of me. Oh shit! What do I do now? The hand belonged to Kakuzu, that was without any doubt! But what should I do if he got a hold of me? I needed to get away from it! Somehow! Or somehow get it away from me! I didn't know how, but as the hand neared my head I used something that had something to do with my eyes since it hurt a little from some kind of strain to make the hand along with some of the long lines of threads attached to the hand disappear into a vortex of space and time.

Too startled by the event I didn't notice that another hand attached to black threads had emerged from the ground until it grabbed hold of my ankle. I gasped in surprise from the touch and tried to wriggle my way through the bind. Alas, it was not to be, since Hidan was charging at me with his scythe held up high above his head, ready to strike me down in a most lethal manner.

I didn't want that at all! This was not supposed to happen! What do I do now? I need to do something, because if I don't I would die!

All of a sudden some sort of large silver coloured transparent to the bone arm grabbed hold of Hidan's scythe and held it steady. Once again my eyes ached a little, and I swear a trickle of blood leaked from them. I couldn't properly see whose arm it belonged to, but I was forever thankful for him. Or her, depends on the gender of the owner of the hand and arm. The other silver arm took hold of the scythe and threw it away in a mighty throw, nearly impaling Kakuzu in the process, had Kakuzu not sidestepped. I didn't dare to look whom the arm belonged to at that moment still, but the silvery arm dissipated mysteriously into nothingness, and I was alone with the Zombie Combo again. Dammit, couldn't that silvery bastard or whatever hold on for a little longer?

Hidan stared wide eyed at the display that had occurred in front of him, even though he was still grinning like a mad man caught in a candy bar. Kakuzu though was frowning quite heavily.

"What was that?" he demanded of me. He probably thought it was some jutsu and that I would extend him the common courtesy of letting him know what kind of jutsu it was. Yeah, big fat chance on that, Kakuzu!

"What are you talking about?" I shot right back at him.

"That jutsu... it was similar to the Uchiha's Susanoo when I first saw it. But only one who possesses the fully awakened Mangekyo Sharingan is able to wield the Susanoo. You don't even have the Sharingan," Kakuzu claimed. He claimed that the transparent and silvery arm that just saved my ass was Susanoo?

Yeah right, as if. The Susanoo is a Mangekyo Sharingan exclusive technique that is said to be rare even among other Mangekyo Sharingan wielders, I thought to myself, though the thoughts sounded almost as if I wanted to reassure myself over the possibilities. But if it were true, then I would definitely kick ass! Just think about the possibilities! I could be at the Five Kage Summit and battle Sasuke to the ground in a Susanoo based battle. I could exterminate the entire Akatsuki and just let time flow from there. I could do so many things if what I was currently theorizing was true. Like if Susanoo is available then that must mean that both Tsukiyomi and Amaterasu, perhaps also Kamui and that Space-Time migration that Madara uses along with Koto Amatsukami, the ability to convert others to your cause by the use of powerful genjutsu, would be available to me. Think of the power I would hold! And my ability to suck chakra through Preta Path, the ability to push everything and pull anything by the use of Deva Path, the ability to summon all kinds of deadly combat efficient animals because of the Animal Path, summoning the Outer Path through the Naraka Path, enabling perfect interrogation, able to split body and soul because of the Human Path, enabling instant kills, and lastly Asura Path, enabling something I have totally forgotten. Superhuman strength and speed. That would mean that this will be fun.

And so the true battle began!

I smirked widely. If that were all possible, then the possibilities would be absolutely and literally endless! Or so I think, at least. Oh the possibilities of the Rinnegan. But first, I would have to remove the nuisances that are the Akatsuki.

I did the Ram hand seals, an indication that I was about to do something. To that the two Akatsuki members I was facing tensed up considerably. "Release!" I cried out as I channelled chakra throughout my entire chakra network system and around my entire body. Suddenly I felt a lightness spreading across my limbs, as if a great weight had been released from them. I hadn't forgotten about the weights I had applied a little over a year ago. I had in fact steadily increased the weights so that the speed of which I would fight in was about Rock Lee's with weights on. Sure enough, it lightened me to the point where it felt like I was floating in the air. I didn't know I put that much into the weights, I just thought it would eventually be good enough for me to run around and be difficult to catch.

And I was. Difficult to catch, that is. While I channelled Lightning chakra through the synapses in my brain it increased both the speed of my thought processes and my reaction speeds. Not sufficient enough to keep me unharmed, but enough to keep them, the Akatsuki, from killing me.

And so we began to fight. I rushed on ahead, something the Zombie Combo did not exactly expect but were prepared for, and Hidan swung his scythe to meet me. I used a Kawarimi with a nearby log. While Hidan was speculating the cruelty of cutting a log into pieces, and having a mad grin that turned into disappointment when he actually saw that it was the log that he cut up instead of me, I ran ahead towards Kakuzu to engage him in close quarters combat. Hidan turned around and ran after me, but I was far too fast for him all of a sudden.

I threaded through some hand seals, Dragon, Tiger, Hare, "Water Release, Violent Water Wave!". I put my hand around my mouth, creating a wave of chakra flowing out of my throat and towards my target, Kakuzu. I converted the chakra flowing out of my throat into Water natured chakra, so instead of just a tendril of chakra going out of my mouth a violent water wave, hence the name of the jutsu, was spat out at Kakuzu.

Kakuzu flew through hand seals that should be faster than I should have been able to see, but somehow I could see them all of a sudden. The hand seals were Tiger, Hare, Boar then Dog. I saw a wall of earth and mud rise up to block the water, but this strange thing happened. Black flames surrounded the wall and the water, burning it as my left eye began to itch and ache horribly, maybe even let off a trickle of blood out of its corners as much as it ached. Probably Amaterasu. Alright! That confirmed it! I can do Amaterasu. How awesome is that?

"Amaterasu?" I heard Kakuzu exclaim loudly. I heard some rustling in the forest, like someone was watching but suddenly realized the mistake and stopped moving, but I paid it no heed at all.

I turned around a full one eighty to face Hidan and made eye-contact with him.

Big mistake. On Hidan's part, at least.

My right eye all of a sudden bleed a little from its corner as I grinned at the sheer torture that Hidan would go through. The pain that he would unwillingly experience. Something he is definitely not used to.

All of a sudden we found ourselves in a world of few colours. Only red, black and white were visible in this world of illusions.

Hidan was without his triple bladed scythe, or any of his weapons in fact. He was looking around frantically, searching for anyone to kill or maim with his bare hands. He was promised a kill and he would be damned if he didn't get to taste any blood or kill someone. All of a sudden his forearms' bones snapped at a perfect ninety degree angle inwards, sending a surge of pain signals to his brain, making him cringe of it. He was not all that phased by it since he had had much, much worse than just the forearms broken.

But no, this was not the end of it. Suddenly, just as quickly as the bones had snapped had both of his arms gone the wrong way and thick spikes jutted out of his collarbone, disabling Hidan's ability to look down, and in fact stretched his neck to the point of where it hurt like hell, almost, but not really, ripping anything out of its place. It was similar to the Heretic's Fork in appearance and function. How delightfully similar too. I almost burst out laughing from the look on Hidan's usually gleeful face.

But still Hidan persevered, not giving me the satisfaction of him screaming. "My my, what inner strength you have. Now, I know you're immortal in probably every sense of the word. However, that doesn't mean that I can't enjoy torturing you over, and over, and over, again. For seventy two hours..." I chuckled ominously. Of course I knew that the power I was getting was driving me insane, but come on, it's not fun if you're not a little bit crazy. And the crazier the funnier. So why not go all the way?

And so continued the torture of Hidan. I made his legs go the wrong way, I drowned him, I crushed his bones, grinded his muscles to dust with a saw, ran him over by a steamroller, burned him with several non smoked cigarette butts, tied his hands together and smashed his wrists, put him in an Iron Maiden I made in less than a second.

But none of it made him scream. He held steadfast, not giving in an inch.

It irritated me. And what irritates me I eliminate and grind into the ground.

So I pulled all the stops out, pulled out every imaginable means of torture, and when I got to the Spanish Donkey and pulling his legs down and away from each other, ripping apart his groin, he finally gave in to the pain.

He screamed and screamed. I swear I saw a sliver of his tears going through his eyelids. Now there's an idea that that brought to me. I could tear off his eyelids!

And I did. After I had used the Knee Splitter and the Judas Cradle. Along with the Thumb Crusher and Cat's Paw. I laughed and laughed as I did all these things. It was so fun, seeing the madman scream so much.

You can't even imagine the pain I put him through, making him scream his lungs out. And that was not hypothetically meant, either.

And so the agony inflicted upon Hidan continued for seventy two hours. And I just could not stop laughing at him. Wasn't he supposed to be some kind of masochist, loving pain? Was he not supposed to love pain like it was his closest friend? Oh, who cared, anyway? I'll just let him suffer!

Hidan screamed so loudly the intense battle between Jiraya and Konan and Pain was stopped momentarily to view the damage done. It was not visible damage, but the affliction it had done was definitely seen. Hidan knelt down at my feet, squirming in phantom pains. He should not be able to move for the next few days now.

I turned my head slowly to face the wide eyed Kakuzu. "What?" I mocked Kakuzu as I gestured towards the still twitching Hidan laying on the ground, "I just tortured him for seventy two hours. Don't you think it's time to get away from here? I'm willing to step aside for you to-"

I was cut off when I felt a stinging pain explode in the right part of my back and right arm, as if a blade had been cutting the flesh into pieces.

The pain was too much! I couldn't understand where the pain had come from! I looked behind me to see a smugly smirking Hidan.

Fuck. I forgot that he revelled in pain. So perhaps he was merely faking it-

"That fucking hurt, you bastard!" he screamed at me furiously, as if I had caused him pain for three days. Something I actually had done, but never mind.

I clutched my wounds, which were quite shallow, to stem the bleeding while Hidan began to lick up the blood from his unsteady scythe. Guess the aftershocks of the Tsukiyomi still had an effect. And why shouldn't it? It was supposed to cripple a person's grey matter, their brain for those not in the know, making them ineffective at doing anything like they usually did. Like taking a bath. It would be such an ordeal that they almost would have to have someone to help them take their clothes off and whatnot. So why was Hidan still moving and swinging his large triple bladed scythe around like a maniac, something he usually does anyway? He shouldn't be able to, even if he revelled in pain, was a masochist and all. He should not be able to. Perhaps it is his belief in Jashin and the immortality he has been given by the cult of Jashin. There are so many theories, and so much pain from the wound I have been given by the crazy silver haired maniac.

"It was supposed to hurt, asshole!" I managed to get out despite the pain I had received from Hidan's scythe. Let it be known that I was a pussy when it came to pain. I just could not handle it, and when I did get pain I would almost instantly give up.

But not this time. Fu was on the line and I'd be damned if she were to die.

I sensed, you could say it was instinct, some kind of danger approaching me rapidly from Kakuzu's general direction and jumped above another hand attached to black threads, sent courtesy of Kakuzu, without a doubt. The hand crashed heavily into the ground, spreading hairline cracks all around it. I stepped on it, enhancing my entire body with Earth chakra to make myself heavier, disabling Kakuzu's last hand.

I looked down and focused solely on the threaded brown hand. I wanted it gone. There was nothing else I wanted more gone than that hand. I imagined my chakra flowing through my eyes and imagined the hand disappear in a vortex of Space-Time, like it was being downed in a sink, and the water was matter. And then sure enough a vortex of something came out of the blue and attracted the air around the hand I wanted gone, and then in a complex matter of Space-Time ninjutsu the hand was gone from its wielder, never to see the light of day ever again.

I looked up and saw Hidan, the black one with white skull markings and all that pizazz, stab himself with that retractable pike of his, the one that suspiciously looked like a sharp baton, actually. As the blood flowed from the wound he began to trace the beginnings of a circle.

But I recognized immediately what he wanted to do. He wanted to use his immortality to his advantage and do his little 'I stab myself and both of us get the damage' kind of thing.

I immediately enhanced my muscles with Wind natured chakra, making them much quicker and faster to move and all that, and went through some hand seals. Tiger, Ox, Dog, Rabbit, Snake, "Wind Release, Great Breakthrough!" I imagined my enormous reserves of chakra split a little and convert into Wind chakra in my throat and start compressing rapidly. Yes, compressing. As it compressed it shot out from my throat and exploded into a burst of air, becoming a great breakthrough of Wind chakra, storming towards Hidan with extreme force.

It went without saying that Hidan flew straight out of the clearing.