Disclaimer: Naruto is property of Masashi Kishimoto and Percy Jackson is property of Rick Riordan. I don't own this in anyway so please don't sue me.
Chapter 7: 3000 year old Mad Scientist
Annabeth pressed the symbol on the doors and they hissed open.
"So much for ancient architecture," I said. Annabeth scowled. Together we walked inside. The first thing that struck me was the daylight-blazing sun coming through giant windows. Not the kind of thing you expect in the heart of a dungeon. The workshop was like an artist's studio, with thirty-foot ceilings and industrial lighting, polished stone floors, and workbenches along with windows. A spiral staircase led up to a second-story loft. Half a dozen easels displayed hand-drawn diagrams for buildings and machines that looked like Leonardo da Vinci sketches. Several laptop computers were scattered around on the tables. Glass jars of green oil-Greek fire-lined one shelf. There were inventions, too-weird metal machines I couldn't make sense of. One was a bronze chair with a bunch of electrical wires attached to it, like some kind of torture device. In another corner stood a giant metal egg about the size of a man. There was a grandfather clock that appeared to be made entirely of glass, so you could see all the gears turning. And hanging on the wall were several sets of bronze and silver wings.
"Di immortals," Annabeth muttered. She ran to the nearest easel and looked at the sketch. "He's a genius. Look at the curves on this building!"
"And an artist," Rachel said in amazement. "These wings are amazing!" The wings looked more advanced than the ones I'd seen in my dreams. The feathers were more tightly interwoven. Instead of wax seals, self adhesive strips ran down the sides. I kept my hand on Riptide. Apparently Daedalus was not at home, but the workshop looked like it had been recently used. The laptops were running their screensavers. A half-eaten blueberry muffin and a coffee cup sat on a workbench. I walked to the window. The view outside was amazing. I recognized the Rocky Mountains in the distance. We were high up in the foothills, at least five hundred feet, and down below a valley spread out, filled with a tumbled collection of red mesas and boulders and spires of stone. It looked like some huge kid had been building a toy city with skyscraper-size blocks, and then decided to knock it over.
"Where are we?" I wondered.
"Colorado Springs," A voice said behind us. "The Garden of the Gods." We all turned around and a black wall of fur tackled the owner of the voice. "Mrs. O'Leary, heel, silly dog!" I Saw Quintus being pounced on my Mrs. O'Leary. "Yes I'm happy to see you too, now get off me." Mrs. O'Leary got off him, and looked out at at us.
"You," Annabeth said. "What have you done with Daedalus?" Quintus smiled faintly.
"Trust me, my dear. You don't want to meet him."
"Look, Mr. Traitor," she growled, "I didn't fight a dragon woman and a three-bodied man and a psychotic Sphinx to see you. Now where is DAEDALUS?" Annabeth's stand flickered on her hand. "You've got to the count of 3 to tell me where Daedalus is before I strangle you."
"He is is Daedalus." I said,
"What?" Annabeth, Nico, and Rachel asked as one.
"How could he be Daedalus?" Annabeth asked
"He has as a bird shaped mark on his neck." I pointed at his neck, and Daedalus rubbed his neck. "Plus his internal organs are 100 percent synthetic, artificial, that's why he doesn't give off any chakra, that's why he can sneak up on me, his entire body is 100 percent artificial." I held out my hand and Quintus' arm detached from his body and flew into my hand.
"Well that cat is out of the bag." Quintus said, "Can I have my arm back?"
"Okay." I tossed it back and Quintus reattached it, Quintus walked down and looked at Annabeth.
"You think that I am a traitor, an agent of Kronos."
"Duh." Annabeth said.
"He doesn't have any malice in his heart, Annabeth, only regret." I said.
"Regret?" Annabeth asked confused.
"Yes." I said, "Because you killed Perdix," Quintus looked away, "What I'd really like to know is how you tricked the sharingan while within the Labyrinth, not even the Olympians would be able to tell you about the sharingan."
"I Told him cousin." A third voice called from behind us and we all turned to see Camilla standing there her eyes closed.
"Camilla!?" Annabeth shouted shocked and she drew her knife. "I saw Percy decapte and burn you how did you survive?"
"Why don't you tell them, Cousin?" Camilla said as she leaned against the wall
"Izanagi." I said, "Show me your eyes Cousin," Camilla opened her eye and her right eye was white and hollow. "Blindness, that is the price of the Izanagi and Izanami," I looked over at Annabeth and the others. "Without the rinnegan one loses sight when casting the Izanami or Izanagi." I walked over to Camilla, "What I'd really like to know is how you followed us here."
"When I told Daedalus how to counter the sharingan's power over the Labyrinth I specifically left out how to counter my eyes, so I knew the path the whole time, in fact I was the one who struck the deal with Daedalus here."'
"You made a deal with Luke?" I rounded on Daedalus, "After we took you in as one of our own, this is how you repay us!"
"He made me an offer I couldn't refuse, in exchange for Ariadne's sting, when Kronos conquered the world he would make me the king of the underworld, I will see Minos soul cast into Tartarus and I will be reunited with my son and I will right the wrongs with my nephew."
"That's your brilliant idea?" Annabeth yelled. "You're going to let Luke destroy your camp, kill hundreds of demigods, and then attack Olympus? You're going to bring down the entire world so you can get what you want?"
"Your cause is doomed, my dear. I saw that as soon as I began to work at your camp. There is no way you can hold back the might of Kronos."
"Then I will show you the power of Rinne." I said as I stepped forward.
"Power of Rinne?"
"Wait Percy." Nico said as he stepped forward drawing his blade. "This man has defied my father for too long, I shall bring him to his knees."
"Oh no you don't boy!" a new voice called and there, almost fully reborn, was Minos and behind his was an army of monsters. "I shall slay the inventor and then I shall return to life and Rule once more!"
"Begone!" Nico shouted, Minos' form wavered,
"You have now power over me, I am the king of Ghosts!" Minos raised his hands and hundreds of Crete soldiers rose up and formed ranks.
"No, you are not." Nico stabbed his blade into the ground. "I am the king of ghosts." the ground ruptured and fissure opened and Minos and all his spirits were sucked into the void with a horrible wail.
"Now to deal with the rest of this trash." I turned to the monsters, I held out my hand and Camilla flew towards me. "But first a gift to my dear cousin, Jigokudō." My hands glowed green and the sight returned to her left eye. "Shall we take them down together?"
"Read my mind." Camilla said, we stood back to back and materialized our Susanoos.
"What is this treatury?!" One of the monster shouted,
"Shall we go with that combo?" I asked.
"Sure." Camilla said she materialized a handful of Yasaka Magatama and threw them at the monsters, the Mangatama's exploded at their feet, I shot my susanoo's arrow at the monsters who had braced themselves from the smoke and they flew back into the walk pierced by the arrow, we charged forward and in less than 30 seconds the army that challenged us were dust.
"Let's go." I said, I turned to Daedalus, "You're coming with me."
"I won't leave Mrs. O'Leary," We heard more monsters coming. "Go! I'll hold them off."
"None of us know how to fly!" Nico protested.
"Great time to find out, " I said. And together, the four of us jumped out jumping out a window five hundred feet above ground is not usually my idea of fun. Especially when I'm wearing bronze wings and flapping my arms like a duck. I plummeted toward the valley and the red rocks below. I was pretty sure I was going to become a grease spot in the Garden of the Gods,
"Spread your arms! Keep them extended." as Annabeth yelled from somewhere above me, The small part of my brain that wasn't engulfed in panic heard her, and my arms responded. As soon as I spread them out, the wings stiffened, caught the wind, and my descent slowed. I soared downward, but at a controlled angle, like a kite in a dive. Experimentally, I flapped my arms once. I arced into the sky, the wind whistling in my ears
"Yeah!" I yelled. The feeling was unbelievable. After getting the hang of it, I felt like the wings were part of my body. I could soar and swoop and dive anywhere I wanted to. I turned and saw my friends-Rachel, Annabeth, Camilla, and Nico-spiraling above me, glinting in the sunlight. Behind them, smoke billowed from the windows of Daedalus's workshop.
"Land!" Annabeth yelled. "These wings won't last forever. "
"How long?" Rachel asked.
"I don't want to find out!" Annabeth said. We swooped down toward the Garden of the Gods. I did a complete circle around one of the rock spires and freaked out a couple of climbers. Then the four of us soared across the valley, over a road, and landed on the terrace of the visitor center. It was late afternoon and the place looked pretty empty, but we ripped off our wings as quickly as we could. Looking at them, I could see Annabeth was right. The self-adhesive seals that bound the wings to our backs were already melting, and we were shedding bronze feathers. It seemed a shame, but we couldn't fix them, and couldn't leave them around for the mortals, so we stuffed the wings in trash bins outside the cafeteria. I used the tourist binocular camera to look up at the hill where Daedalus's workshop had been, but it had vanished. No more smoke. No broken windows. Just the side of a hill. "The workshop moved, " Annabeth guessed. "There's no telling where."
"So what do we do now?" I asked. "How do we get back in the maze?"
"We might not be able to, if Daedalus is dead it's said that his life force is tied to it, the Labyrinth might be gone." I thought about Grover, Josuke Okuyasu and Tyson, still down there somewhere.
"No, " Nico said. "He isn't dead. "
"How can you be sure?" I asked.
"I know when people die. It's this feeling I get, like a buzzing in my ears."
"What about Tyson and Grover, then?" Nico shook his head. "That's harder. They're not humans or half-bloods, they don't have mortal souls."
"We have to get into town," Annabeth decided. "Our chances will be better of finding an entrance to the Labyrinth. We have to make it back to camp before Luke and his army."
"We could just take a plane," Rachel said.
"I don't fly." I said as I shuddered.
"But you just did. "
"That was low flying, " I said, "and even that's risky. Flying up really high-that's Zeus's territory. I can't do it he'd blast me into a thousand pieces. Besides, we don't even have time for a flight. The labyrinth is the quickest way back."
"So we need a car to take us into the city, " Annabeth said. Rachel looked down into the parking lot. She grimaced, as if she were about to do something she regretted.
"I'll take care of it. "
"How?" Annabeth asked.
"Just trust me." Annabeth looked uneasy, but she nodded. "Okay, I'm going to buy a prism in the gift shop, try to make a rainbow, and send an Iris-message to camp."
"I'll go with you," Nico said. "I'm hungry." I tossed Annabeth my debit card that I unsealed from my hip she caught and looked at me funny.
"Use this to buy Nico food and buy a couple prisms wouldn't hurt to have a few." I said
"What are you going to do?" Annabeth asked,
"I'm going to test out the Reality stone, to test how well it syncs with my rinnegan."
"I'll go with little miss mortal girl here." Camilla said, "Best of Luck Cousin." then she and Rachel walked off towards the parking lot.
(Camilla POV)
As I followed Rachel she looked at me.
"So you're a demigod too?" She asked
"Yeah, but I don't know who my father is," I asid as I walked beside her. "I know he's not Greek because the Norse God Loki targeted me when I was younger but I still have no Idea why but I hope to find the answer soon."
"Can you wait here please?"
"Uh, sure." Rachel marched straight up to the driver and talked to him. He frowned. Rachel said something else. He turned pale and hastily folded up his magazine. He nodded and fumbled for his cell phone. After a brief call, he opened the back door of the car for Rachel to get in. She pointed back in my direction, and the driver bobbed his head some more, like Yes, ma'am. Whatever you want. I couldn't figure out why he was acting so flustered. Rachel came back to get me just as Nico, Percy and Annabeth appeared from the gift shop.
"I talked to Chiron, " Annabeth said. "They're doing their best to prepare for battle, but he still wants us back. They're going to need every hero they can get, are you in or are you out, Camilla?"
"I'm in, Kronos thinks I'm dead." I said, "And thus my oath to his broken."
"Alright," Percy said, "I still need to try and track down the Power Stone, any infinity stone in the wrong hands is dangerous."
"Well I last time I saw it on Kiros on Mount Orthrus."
"Well that's just great," Percy rolled his eyes. "Well let's head out, we got a ride right?"
"The driver's ready when we are, " Rachel said. The chauffeur was now talking to another guy in khakis and a polo shirt, probably his client who'd rented the car. The client was complaining, but I could hear the driver saying,
"I'm sorry, sir. Emergency. I've ordered another car for you. "
"Come on," Rachel said. She led us to the car and got in without even looking at the flustered guy who'd rented it. A minute later we were cruising down the road. The seats were leather. There was plenty of legroom. The backseat had flat-panel TVs built into the headrests and a mini-fridge stocked with bottled water, sodas, and snacks. We started pigging out.
"Where to, Miss Dare?" the driver asked.
"I'm not sure yet, Robert," she said. "We just need to drive through town and, uh, look around."
"Whatever you say, miss." I looked at Rachel.
"Do you know this guy?"
"No."
"But he dropped everything to help you. Why?"
"Just keep your eyes peeled, " she said. "Help me look." We drove through Colorado Springs for about half an hour and saw nothing that Rachel considered a possible Labyrinth entrance. After about an hour we decided to head north toward Denver, thinking that maybe a bigger city would be more likely to have a Labyrinth entrance, but we were all getting nervous. We were losing time. Then right as we were leaving Colorado Springs, Rachel sat bolt upright. "Get off the highway!" The driver glanced back.
"Miss?"
"I saw something, I think. Get off here." The driver swerved across traffic and took the exit.
"What did you see?" I asked, because we were pretty much out of the city now. There wasn't anything around except hills, grassland, and some scattered farm buildings. Rachel had the driver turn down this unpromising dirt road. We drove by a sign too fast for me to read it, but Rachel said,
"Western Museum of Mining & Industry." For a museum, it didn't look like much-a little house like an old fashioned railroad station, some drills and pumps and old steam shovels on display outside. "There. " Rachel pointed to a hole in the side of a nearby hill-a tunnel that was boarded up and chained. "An old mine entrance."
"A door to the Labyrinth?" Annabeth asked. "How can you be sure?"
"Well, look at it!" Rachel said. "I mean... I can see it, okay?" She thanked the driver and we all got out. He didn't ask for money or anything.
"Are you sure you'll be alright, Miss Dare? I'd be happy to call your-"
"No!" Rachel said. "No, really. Thanks, Robert. But we're fine." The museum seemed to be closed, so nobody bothered us as we climbed the hill to the mine shaft. When we got to the entrance, I saw the mark of Daedalus engraved on the padlock, though how Rachel had seen something so tiny all the way from the highway I had no idea. I touched the padlock and the chains fell away. We kicked down a few boards and walked inside. For better or worse, we were back in the Labyrinth.
(Percy POV)
The dirt tunnels turned to stone, they wound around and split off and basically tried to confuse us, but Rachel had no trouble guiding us. We told her we needed to get back to New York, and she hardly even paused when the tunnels offered a choice. To my surprise, Rachel and Annabeth started up a conversation as we walked. Annabeth asked her more about her background, but Rachel was evasive, so they started talking about architecture. It turned out that Rachel knew something about it from studying art. They talked about different facades on buildings around New York "Have you seen this one, " blah, blah, blah, so I hung back and walked next to Nico and Camilla.
"Is it just me," Camilla said breaking the silence between the three of us. "Or does Rachel have a nice ass?" I glanced over at Camilla.
"Well, it's a matter of perspective," I said, "I have eyes only for Annabeth but you," I shrugged, "well that's all up in the air."
"Well there was this Girl I knew in England, and boy did she had a nice body, eternally youthful too, and she had a great tongue, but sadly we had to part ways when I took up a place in the Titan's army, I hope to see her again."
"What are you talking about?" Nico asked,
"How old are you kid?"
"Uh, 13 why?"
"You'll get in time."
"He's a lot older than he looks." I said both Nico and Camilla looked at me. "He and his Sister spent about 60 years in the Lotus Hotel and Casino."
"He doesn't look it," Camilla looked at Nico again, Before I could respond, I ran into Annabeth, who'd stopped in front of me as she stood next to Rachel. We'd come to a crossroads, the tunnel continued straight ahead, but a side tunnel T'd off to the right-a circular shaft carved from volcanic rock.
"What is it?" I asked. Rachel stared down the dark tunnel. In the dim flashlight beam, her face looked like one of Nico's specters.
"Is it that way?" Annabeth asked.
"No," Rachel said nervously. "Not at all."
"Why are we stopping then?" I asked.
"Listen," Nico said. I heard wind coming down the tunnel, as if the exit were close. And I smelled something vaguely familiar-something that brought back bad memories.
"Eucalyptus trees," I said. "Like in California." Last winter, when we'd faced Luke and the Titan Atlas on top of Mount Tamalpais, the air had smelled like that.
"There's something evil down that tunnel, " Rachel said. "Something very powerful. "
"And the smell of death, " Nico added, which made me feel a whole lot better. Annabeth and I exchanged glances.
"Luke's entrance, " she guessed. "The one to Mount Othrys-the Titans' palace. "
"I have to check it out," I said.
"Percy, no."
"Luke could be right here," I said. "Or... Or Kronos. I have to find out what's going on, plus if I'm lucky I'll be able to take the power stone." Annabeth hesitated.
"Then we'll all go."
"No," I cupped her face, "I have to go it alone," I kissed Annabeth and then Looked at Camilla, "Keep them safe, and if I don't make it back, get them to camp." Camilla nodded, Annabeth hand me her Invisibility cap.
"If you won't let me go with you, then take the cap, remember your oath."
"I will." I put on the the hat, "Here goes nothing." And I sneaked invisibly down the dark stone tunnel. Before I even got to the exit I heard voices: the growling, barking sounds of sea-demon smiths, the telekhines.
"At least we salvaged the blade," one said. "The master will still reward us."
"Yes! Yes!" a second shrieked. "Rewards beyond measure!"
Another voice, this one more human, said: "Um, yeah, well that's great. Now, if you're done with me-"
"No, half-blood!" a telekhine said. "You must help us make the presentation. It is a great honor!"
"Gee, thanks," the half-blood said, and I realized it was Ethan Nakamura, the guy who'd run away after I'd spared his sorry life in the arena. I crept toward the end of the tunnel. I had to remind myself I was invisible. They shouldn't be able to see me. A blast of cold air hit me as I emerged. I was standing near the top of Mount Tam. The Pacific Ocean spread out below, gray under a cloudy sky. About twenty feet downhill, two telekhines were placing something on a big rock-something long and thin and wrapped in a black cloth. Ethan was helping them open it.
"Careful, fool," the telekhine scolded. "One touch, and the blade will sever your soul from your body." Ethan swallowed nervously.
"Maybe I'll let you unwrap it, then. " I glanced up at the mountain's peak, where a black marble fortress loomed, just like I'd seen in my dreams. It reminded me of an oversized mausoleum, with walls fifty feet high. I had no idea how mortals could miss the fact that it was here. But then again, everything below the summit seemed fuzzy to me, as if there were a thick veil between me and the lower half of the mountain. There was magic going on here-really powerful Mist. Above me, the sky swirled into a huge funnel cloud. I couldn't see Atlas, but I could hear him groaning in the distance, still laboring under the weight of the sky, just beyond the fortress.
"There!" the telekhine said. Reverently, he lifted the weapon, it was a scythe a six foot-long blade curved like a crescent moon, with a wooden handle wrapped in leather. The blade glinted two different colors- steel and bronze. It was the weapon of Kronos, the one he'd used to slice up his father, Ouranos, before the gods had taken it away from him and cut Kronos to pieces, casting him into Tartarus. Now the weapon was re-forged.
"We must sanctify it in blood, " the telekhine said. "Then you, half-blood, shall help present it when the lord awakes." I ran toward the fortress, my pulse pounding in my ears. I didn't want to get anywhere close to that horrible black mausoleum, but I knew what I had to do. I had to stop Kronos from rising. This might be my only chance. I dashed through a dark foyer and into the main hall. The floor shined like a mahogany piano-pure black and yet full of light. Black marble statues lined the walls. I didn't recognize the faces, but I knew I was looking at images of the Titans who'd ruled before the gods. At the end of the room, between two bronze braziers, was a dais. And on the dais, the golden sarcophagus. The room was silent except for the crackle of the fires. Luke wasn't here. No guards. Nothing.
"It's too easy," I thought but I approached the dais. The sarcophagus was just like I remembered-about ten feet long, much too big for a human. It was carved with elaborate scenes of death and destruction, pictures of the gods being trodden under chariots, temples and famous world landmarks being smashed and burned. The whole coffin gave off an aura of extreme cold, like I was walking into a freezer. My breath began to steam. I drew Riptide and too a little comfort from the familiar weight of the sword in my hand. I stood over the coffin. The lid was decorated even more intricately than the sides-with scenes of carnage and power. In the middle was an inscription carved in letters even older than Greek, a language of magic. I couldn't read it, exactly, but I knew what it said: KRONOS, LORD OF TIME.
"Careful Percy," Kurama said, "There's a huge heart of Malice in the coffin." My hand touched the lid. My fingertips turned blue. Frost gathered on my sword. Then I heard noises behind me-voices approaching. It was now or never. I pushed back the golden lid and it fell to the floor with a huge WHOOOOM! I lifted my sword, ready to strike. But when I looked inside, I didn't comprehend what I was seeing. Mortal legs, dressed in gray pants. A white T-shirt, hands folded over his stomach. One piece of his chest was missing-a clean black hole about the size of a bullet wound, right where his heart should've been. His eyes were closed. His skin was pale. Blond hair... And a scar running along the left side of his face. The body in the coffin was Luke's.
"Perfect," I muttered, "I can kill two birds with one stone." I raised my blade and brought it down on Luke's head only for Riptide to stop against his skin and didn't go through, my eyes widened in shock. "Impossible, there's no way that my blade should be stopped,"
"What has happened!" one of the demons screamed when he saw the lid. I stumbled away from the dais, forgetting that I was invisible, and hid behind a column as they approached.
"Careful!" the other demon warned. "Perhaps he stirs. We must present the gifts now. Immediately!" The two telekhines shuffled forward and knelt, holding up the scythe on its wrapping cloth. "My lord, " one said. "Your symbol of power is remade. " Silence. Nothing happened in the coffin.
"You fool, " the other telekhine muttered. "He requires the half-blood first." Ethan stepped back.
"Whoa, what do you mean, he requires me?" He asked
"Don't be a coward!" the first telekhine hissed. "He does not require your death. Only your allegiance. Pledge him your service. Renounce the gods. That is all."
"Do it and it will be your last mistake Nakamura." I said taking off the cap on my head my sharingan spinning.
"You should not have spared me Jackson." Ethan said.
"Then I shall correct that mistake." I walked forward slowly unleashing my KI at him to freeze him in his place, the telekhines stepped in front of him.
"Hurry!" one said.
"Pledge your Loyalty." the other said.
"I told you not to spare me, Percy. `An eye for an eye. ' You ever hear that saying? I learned what it means the hard way-when I discovered my godly parent. I'm the child of Nemesis, Goddess of Revenge. And this is what I was made to do. " He turned toward the dais. "I renounce the gods! What have they ever done for me? I will see them destroyed. I will serve Kronos." The building rumbled. A wisp of blue light rose from the floor at Ethan Nakamura's feet. It drifted toward the coffin and began to shimmer, like a cloud of pure energy. Then it descended on the sarcophagus. Luke sat bolt upright. His eyes opened, and they were no longer blue. They were golden, the same color as the coffin. The hole in his chest was gone. He was complete. He leaped out of the coffin with ease, and where his feet touched the floor, the marble froze like craters of ice. He looked at Ethan and the telekhines with those horrible golden eyes, as if he were a newborn baby, not sure what he was seeing. Then he looked at me, and a smile of recognition crept across his mouth.
"This body has been well prepared." His voice was like a razor blade running over my skin. It was Luke's, but not Luke's. Underneath his voice was another, more horrible sound-an ancient, cold sound like metal scraping against rock. "Don't you think so, Percy Jackson?"
"Yeah, It has." I said as I glared, "But you still have a weak heart, Kronos."
"Weak?!" Kronos held out his hand and his scythe flew into his hand, then he slammed it's end on the ground causing a shockwave "Luke feared you," the Titan's voice said. "His jealousy and hatred have been powerful tools. It has kept him obedient. For that I thank you."
"Kronos or Luke it matters not who I kill but know this," I said as I pointed my blade at him. "When I kill you there will be no rebirth."
"Why not join me?" Kronos offered his hand, "The gods already fear you, why not crush them?"
"Better Idea," I entered Rikudo Senjutsu and held out my hand. "Inton:"
"Uh oh."
"Hiryū Gekizoku Shinten Raihō!" The lightning blast shot towards Kronos who slammed his stalf on the ground to part the blast around him, I charged in, slicing at Kronos who blocked with scythe and he swiped at me I blocked with sword and swiped upward, the mountain adjacent to us exploded and was no more. Kronos looked at the mountain as did I, Kronos' eyes lit up with glee.
"See how the land changes with a single blow!" Kronos turned to me with glee. "Despair Percy Jackson I turn you to dust!" Kronos charged me and we clashed blades over and over each time destroying a part of the landscape. "Enough!" Kronos locked my blade with his scythe and disarmed me. "DIE!" Kronos sliced me only to pass right through me his eyes widened shocked, I jumped back and entered a fighting stance.
"We Uchiha excell at hand to hand to hand combat, if I can't slice you into pieces I will break your bones instead. I charged in and punched Kronos in the face, then shot a kick out and I heard a very satisfying crack as Kronos's arm snapped in five different Places.
"FUUUUUUUCK!"
"It's not over yet!" I started throwing punches and kicks, each time something broke, a rib arm, leg. I gripped Kronos by the throat and locked into his eyes. "You don't understand, do you? The force that erased that mountain, why my sword, not yours." Kronos' eyes widened.
"ENOUGH!" I was thrown back by a blast wave that I couldn't see, I got back to my feet and cracked my joints.
"I'm leaving you with a nice little goodbye present." I clapped my hand. "Mokuton: Kajukai Kōrin." A huge forest of flowering trees sprung forth and then the pollen started flowering, spilling out, I threw a smoke bomb and ran off.