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Here's the next installment of The Legend of Uzumaki Naruto!
Naruto grit his teeth in a combination of anger and shock as he stared at the distant city, high above the vast plains of the Barrens. His blood was boiling with a searing rage, in seeing a place that he had become so fond of under attack. He gripped the handrail in front of him tightly, so tightly that it began to crack under the pressure.
The smell of blood and fire now so saturated the air that it was almost sickening for him and his spirit companion. Smoke rose into a large cloud above the city, a halo of destruction, a crown of fire, displayed for the entire world to see. The recent experiences he had had in war suddenly served him a new purpose- he could feel the heat of the battle, even though he was high above it, and still so far away. He could feel the rage, the hate, the desperation; every negative emotion that battle brought.
But it seemed almost impossible that such rage could be generated, as the rage that he felt now. He also noticed that the trolls weren't exactly placid, and many were reacting in much the same way he was. Several still stood, muted in shock, as they tasted the lust that the Blackhand orcs gave off. It disgusted them, and yet at the same time, it appealed to their most primitive instincts, instincts that they were far more in touch with than humans were.
On some level, however, Naruto, Kira and Kylia felt this lust, too. Naruto was especially, as the bestial presence of the Kyuubi was touched particularly hard by the churning storm of emotions. It was, as Naruto watched, ramming its claws and tails against the cage in his stomach (or his mind) and laughing with at the glorious destruction that he so delighted in.
'BEAUTIFUL! I HAVE NOT FELT SUCH KILLING INTENT SINCE THE DAYS OF OLD! HAHAHAHAHAHA!'
Naruto ignored the demon fox, and turned, shouting to the goblins that were standing on the deck, also watching the city in the distance.
"Can't you make this thing go any faster? Come on!" he roared.
One goblin shot him an irritated look. "This is as fast as we can go, human."
"I don't care!" the boy shouted, "You have to go faster, we need to get there now!"
"Naruto…" said Kira, placing a hand on his shoulder. "We can't do anything, yet. We can only wait and prepare, so that when we get there, we can help as soon as possible."
Naruto growled in frustration, but knew that the girl was correct. But the desperation that he now felt was disgusting and belittling. If it was one thing Naruto hated, it was being in a position where he was helpless.
"Dammit!" he growled, once again gripping the railing, his eyes forward, his face filled with a mixture of worry and anger. He was not the only one, either; the trolls, all of them Darkspears, save Gen'rash, were growling obscenities in their own language, fingering their weapons and gripping the rail as tightly as Naruto. They shared his thoughts and feelings. But, unlike Naruto, they knew it would do no good to take out their frustration. They would wait.
Gen'rash laid a hand on Naruto's shoulder, and looked into his eyes, saying nothing. But blonde stared back, and saw the troll's words in his eyes.
'Patience, we shall arrive, and we shall make hell for those who have done this,' they said.
Naruto sighed, and nodded, before turning back to the scene of the battle, which was swiftly approaching them. He would wait, and when they got there he was going to kick the ass of every stupid bastard that had had the gall to attack Orgrimmar. A similar determination had flown through him, he remembered, during the attack on Konoha, what seemed like years ago. But instead of directing it at every Sound shinobi he had met, he had focused it solely on Gaara.
But this would be different. He had been within the village when it had been attacked. He had been part of the initial defense. It wasn't the case here. That's why he needed to get there as soon as possible, to make sure that the city would not crumble.
He was going to fight, as hard and as long as possible, to defend a city that he had become fond of.
There was no better reason than that.
Rend Blackhand smiled a sadistic smile as he stared down at Thrall from atop his massive, magenta dragon, Gyth. His single, shining red eye, so very like the color of the blood that flowed through his veins, stared, filled with an unearthly fire. By contrast, Thrall's glittering blue eyes, the color of the coldest of ices, burned a much different fire. It was cold, calm, yet still as powerful and influential as Rend's.
They were, one could say, equated to fire and ice. One burned hot with rage towards his opponent, the other remained serene yet cold, waiting for his opponent to react first.
Nazgrel, the other participant in the battle, simply watched the so-called "true" Warchief, his own onyx colored eyes noting the orc's weapons; in addition to the large sword, he carried two smaller daggers with reddish-tinged blades. He also noted the beast that Rend rode. It was unknown to him. He had never seen a dragon quite that color, meaning it had to be a product of some sort of dark experiment, perhaps transmuted by alchemy or involved in another type of ritual.
Either way, it looked incredibly dangerous. So, while Rend and Thrall remained staring at each other, Nazgrel readied his own weapons: reaching back behind him, and into the wolf-skin pelt that was draped across his back, he removed two large metal claws, shaped not unlike a wolf's. After affixing them to his hands, he then returned his attention to the situation at hand.
Rend then spoke, his voice as cold as Thrall's eyes.
"Tell me, Thrall. I will tell you this once, and only once. Give up your title to me…and leave this place forever. You have brought it, and this city, nothing but shame and misfortune, and your weaknesses can no longer be tolerated. Your title is mine by right, and I shall lead the Orcish race down the road to glory, as they deserve. Now, leave."
Thrall surprised him with a mirthless laugh.
"Honestly, you fool. Do you really expect me to give in to your demands? This city…is my own, and though I have made mistakes, it will be a far bigger one for me to give this city to you. Glory does not await down the path that you take…only ruin, only death," he said.
Rend nodded, and his grin, having vanished during his own speech, had returned. "Good," he said. "It means you are not as weak as I thought you were. This battle will decide who is truly Warchief. I shall prove to you that it is I, and not you, who deserves that title."
Hefting the Doomhammer onto his shoulder, Thrall slid into a battle stance, his feet planted hard on the ground, his knees bent, and almost every muscle in his body ready to explode into motion.
Rend grinned, and stood up, leaping off of the saddle on Gyth, and landing a few feet in front of the dragon. Thrall tensed, but Rend did not attack. Instead, he turned his attention to Nazgrel, a look of irritation on his face.
"We cannot have this fool interrupting our fight. Gyth, do away with him, will you?" he said, looking over his shoulder at his draconic steed.
Gyth let out a bellow that sent shivers down Nazgrel's spine, and it twisted its massive body towards him. Thrall swiftly turned, and prepared to aid his chief advisor, but it was then that Rend attacked, launching himself forwards with an unnatural quickness. Thrall pivoted, and met Rend's first attack, a falling slash at his head, with the Doomhammer. Grunting in effort as the large, and much older orc's attack struck him, Thrall tried to push him back, but marveled at Rend's strength as well. He hadn't budged an inch, forcing Thrall to abandon his efforts and backpedal.
Rend pursued the Warchief, his blade slicing through the air in a series of swift, amazingly strong attacks that Thrall was forced to either dodge or parry. He didn't trust that his Kongou would be able to resist the cuts.
When there was no more ground to give, Thrall disappeared, moving faster than the wind, and was behind Rend, his Doomhammer raised. He brought it down in a fleet and deadly blow, onto Rend's scapula, shattering the armor pad covering it with ease. Because he had not yet released his Kazaashi, he brought the Doomhammer down again, and again, and again, all in the span of a few seconds. After a total of fifteen powerful blows, he backed off, waiting to see how Rend would react.
The armor on the large orc's back had been shattered almost completely, leaving very little to protect. But, to Thrall's shock, Rend hardly flinched; his body, now visible due to the ruined armor, was completely uninjured. He turned, and as Thrall had done just seconds ago, he vanished in a flicker, reappearing so close to Thrall that he could utter a few words that only the Warchief could hear.
"I came prepared, weakling. This power that you are so fond of…I have made it my own, and it is fitting that I shall destroy you with it!"
He then unloaded a series of lightning fast punches, moving almost faster than the eye could see. He fists met Thrall's unprotected face, landing more than Thrall had, and serving to lift the Warchief from his feet, knocking him backwards onto the ground.
Blood gushed from Thrall's nose and lower lip, but he stood, his eyes glowing angrily, staring at Rend's smirking visage.
"So you stole that style, too, then," Thrall said. He stood up straighter, and loosened the bones in his neck and shoulders. "Then this will be far more interesting, I think."
Rend nodded, grinning his wicked grin.
Thrall suddenly moved, his hand flashing upwards, diagonally across his body. The Doomhammer flew from his grip, streaking, a grey bullet in the air, towards Rend. The "true" Warchief slid to the side using the Kazaashi, avoiding the deadly projectile. It slammed into the side of Grommash Hold, pulverizing the immensely thick wall with a loud boom into rubble.
Rend, grinning at the loss of his opponent's weapon, launched himself at the other orc. Each step was like that of a charging kodo: thunderously loud, and heavy enough to crack the stone walkway.
"Earth Shock!" roared Thrall, weaving his hands in a complicated series of seals. He then rammed his hand into the ground, and the entire street to be torn apart as the tremendous surge of chakra passed beneath it.
Rend's charge was halted by this, and he leapt into the air, avoiding the flying debris and the shaking street altogether. In mid-air, he watched Thrall already weaving more seals.
" Earth Prison!" Thrall rumbled, pressing his hands to the earth once more. The stones upon ruined street began to rise up, joining the still falling debris. The swirling torrent of rocks gathered around Rend, and before the "true" Warchief could do much to defend, they had locked together, melding into each other, forming a perfect sphere of rock.
The prison struck the ground, sinking into the ground slightly, and remained still. Thrall had already begun moving towards it, as it fell to the ground. Weaving more seals as he did. He slammed his hand into the ball and bellowed out a jutsu that would end the battle.
"Earth Spikes!" His chakra moved through the solid stone, manipulating it as easily and fluidly as it had done previously. Thrall heard no sounds as many spikes sprouted from the inside of the hollow-centered sphere, but to be placed in such a state as Rend, deprived of the ability to move and then have spikes striking almost every part of his body, Thrall was confident that the false Warchief would not be recovering.
Turning away from the silent prison…now a tomb, Thrall held his hand out, and called for the Doomhammer. Bound to his chakra, the weapon floated from the rubble that it had created earlier, and landed swiftly in his hand. He had to, at the moment, get to Nazgrel. However, the orc, and the dragon that had attacked him, were nowhere in sight.
Then, a sound caught his attention, a sound so slight and silent, that normally he wouldn't have heard it. However, Thrall had been placed in situations where even the slightest of sounds could make all the difference in the world.
It was no different here, it would seem.
He turned, just in time to see a hand explode from the cracked orb of stone. Then, as more cracks blossomed across the surface of the sphere, it was obliterated in a roar of fury, as Rend, bereft of breastplate, emerged from it, completely unharmed.
The "true" Warchief blasted forwards in a fantastically powerful Kazaashi, appearing in front of Thrall in an instant. Bringing the huge sword up, the orc slashed it with terrifying speed across Thrall's chest, slicing through his own breastplate, and into his flesh. Growling, Thrall brought the Doomhammer up, preparing to slam it onto Rend's head, but the other orc had already pushed him forwards, moving with the speed of the wind. The charging orc moved both of them into Grommash Hold, and before Thrall could get off a single strike, he was smashed hard into the wall, hard enough to shatter through it, and into the room behind it.
With a final display of power, Rend hurtled Thrall across that room, so that he crashed into the opposite wall, and slid to the ground, grunting in pain. The Doomhammer was flung from Thrall's grip, landing with a crash a few feet away from him.
"You foolish weakling…" growled Rend. "You think that you can defeat me? I've trained for years for this very encounter. I know all of your strengths, your weaknesses…I have trained myself to be stronger than you in every aspect, even forsaking my title as a Blademaster to become a Shaman! It is with this power and determination that I shall take Orgrimmar from you!"
Staring back at the orc, whose glittering red eye seemed to glow in the dim light of the hold, Thrall lifted himself to his feet.
He would not let Rend take this city from him, and he would not die, fighting such a person.
After all, he still had to teach the brat a few more things.
Smirking, Thrall stood up straight, his blue eyes glittering once more. "Fool, this battle has only yet begun. I shall show you how truly powerless and insignificant you are."
The zeppelin floated above Durotar, Orgrimmar only a few miles ahead of them. It, at their altitude, seemed so small, but at still expressed the same awe and beauty that it held up close. The occupants of the zeppelin watched as it began to descend towards the great capital of the Orcs, and once again a deep sense of urgency entered their thoughts, and even their bodies.
Naruto stood next to Gen'rash and Kira, both of whom were as tense as he. The rage he had felt earlier was still there, but he had it under control now. But not once since he had discovered the attack's existence had he relaxed. His body grew ever more tense as they neared the city, floating down through clouds both white and black. The smell of blood was even more noticeable now, so much so that even Kira and Kylia could smell it.
But once again, the most prominent feeling of all, filling the air with a foul, sour taste, and making the hairs on the back of Naruto's neck stand up, and his teeth unconsciously clench, and his heart beat far quicker than normal, was the overriding hatred, the rage; the most destructive of all emotions.
Before, when it had simply saturated the air, it now filled it, like a cloud. It was almost asphyxiating, and the constant onset of this terrible emotion almost released his own. It made him unsteady, his breath short, and his heart pump. Even though he had not yet begun to fight, he could feel the adrenaline rushing through his veins, he could feel the heat of the oncoming battle already beginning.
"What are we going to do when we get down there?" asked Kira, glancing towards Naruto.
The blonde blinked at her, "We're gonna fight, that's what!"
Kira sighed. "I know that, but do we have a plan?"
Naruto once again gave her an incomprehensible stare. "Plan? I'm not so good at coming up with those in advance…if Golbarn were here he could do it, he probably force to have one. Do you have any ideas? I plan to just attack…I think they do to," he said pointing at the trolls.
Kira sweat dropped, and suddenly didn't feel so safe with Naruto around. "You don't have a plan? How did you…?"
Naruto flashed her a grin. "I'm good at thinking up things in the heat of battle! Gives me more room for modifying them, 'cause if I do it any other time, and it goes wrong, then it's hard to do anything to recover."
Kira leveled a blank stare at him. "That doesn't make any sense…we should have a plan, you know!"
Naruto sighed, but nodded anyways. "Okay…have any ideas?"
Kira nodded, "Yeah, I do. If we find Thrall, we might be able to better learn who the enemy is, and how to stop them. I don't think they'll do anything but fight," she said, pointing to the troll's, who seemed slightly irritated that the humans kept pointing at them.
Naruto nodded, it seemed like a good plan; not exactly Shikamaru or Golbarn material, but then again, given both the situation and the person, it was not exactly surprising.
"Okay! So we find Thrall, and defeat anyone who gets in our path!" said Naruto, grinning in a most vulpine way.
Kira nodded in agreement, and turned to Kylia, who nodded as well. She turned to Gen'rash…and received a blank stare.
'This is becoming pretty troublesome…' she thought, sweat dropping.
As the zeppelin descended, gradually, the sounds of the battle below began to fill their ears, blotting out everything else, in both their minds and hearts. Naruto walked forwards, and looked over the railing, down into the streets below. Slowly, his eyes began to make out activity below, in the form of a large, moving mass of forms. Pushing his goggles down in front of his eyes, the blonde used the zooming feature set in, and gritted his teeth in anger as he identified the mass.
They were orcs, hundreds, no…thousands, fighting, screaming, and dying.
The sight filled him with an overwhelming anger, and a need. He would no longer simply stand by and watch this. Now that he was so close…he would start the fight. He couldn't wait any longer, not for such an important task.
He glanced at Gen'rash, and said, simply, "I'm going."
Gen'rash understood, remarkably, and nodded.
Kira opened her mouth to speak, but Naruto shot her a grin, making her stop. "Seeya down there!"
The boy's body then tensed up, and she saw the dark lines of the Shadow style appear on his face and chest. Then, forming a seal in front of him, his body began to sink into the shadow cast by the zeppelin's balloon. Kira gaped, and watched as the boy sunk down past his waist in the shadow. She knew what he was going to do.
Tsuwabuki suddenly hopped onto Naruto's shoulder, saying gruffly, 'Were you thinking of leaving me behind, Naruto? We're partners, remember?'
Just before the shadow consumed his face, Naruto grinned sheepishly. "Heh, forgot about you for a second there…"
And then, he, and the fox were gone.
Kira stared dumbly at the shadows then quickly turned to the rest of the trolls.
Only to find them gone.
"W-w-w-w-w-where did they go?" she spluttered, pointing in their direction.
Gen'rash, the only troll still on the zeppelin, pointed over his shoulder, over the railing. Walking over, Kira looked over, and her eyes suddenly bulged from their sockets. The trolls, visible even from this height, were falling swiftly towards the ground. They had, to her horror, leapt straight from the zeppelin, apparently without any fear of dying.
And, to her even greater horror, Gen'rash was preparing to follow them.
"W-wait! If we ask those goblins, I'm sure they'll keep taking us down…!"
"Actually," came a voice at her side. She jumped, and looked to see the captain of the zeppelin staring at her expectantly. "We aren't going to stay here much longer, or get any closer. You'd best get off when you can."
Kira's mouth dropped open she quickly sputtered, "How you do that!"
He shrugged. "You didn't pay extra, so what can I say?"
'I really hate goblins…' she ground out, her glare filled with fire. He once again shrugged, and turned around.
Kira then turned to Kylia, gulping, "What are we going to do, Ky'? We can't survive a jump from this height!"
Kylia gulped, and rather than speaking, pointed, in a rather Gen'rash-like fashion.
Kira half turned her body in the direction Kylia was pointing, only to suddenly have her entire body lifted up, off the deck. She gave an indignant squawk, but didn't struggle as Gen'rash tucker her, as one would a sleeping bag or a sack of grain, under his arm. Without another word, he picked up Kylia as well, and then walked, both girls under his arms, towards the railing.
Kira's eyes bulged.
"W-w-w-waitaminute!" she cried, trying to pull away from him. It was in vain, however, as Gen'rash didn't let go in the slightest. She continued to struggle, her eyes growing wider and wider, as Gen'rash put one foot over the ledge, then a second, so he was literally sitting on the railing. Kira looked over to Kylia, whose eyes were as large as hers. The two girls gulped, and then, as Gen'rash slid off the railing, and they plummeted downwards, they began to scream like they had never screamed before.
Naruto and Tsuwabuki emerged so suddenly from the shadows of a building, deep in the Valley of Strength, that a Blackrock orc who had been rushing past it, stopped, wide-eyed to witness the blonde boy and the silver fox appear. Naruto, not intending the orc to do much else other than stare, emerged with a Rasengan in his hand.
Stepping back, the Blackrock orc growled, bringing up his weapon to deflect the attack that Naruto had prepared. However, the swirling, churning ball of pure chakra tore straight through the metal of his axe, and slammed into his chest. His body was rocketed away from the blonde, and landed in a heap against the building on the opposite side of the street.
Naruto nodded in satisfaction, noting idly the orc's armor as well as his smell. It was different from other orcs; it had much more of a rotten eggs type of smell. He turned to his left, towards the main square of the Valley of Strength. A mass of orcs had gathered in the center, fighting each other in the most violent, and primitive manner he had ever seen.
Part of him practically screamed at him to join the battle, and to just cause as much damage as possible to the enemy, but another part, one that he had become increasingly aware of since his arrival in Azeroth, advised him to follow through with the plan that Kira had come up with.
But it just so happened, the battle-desiring part noted, that he fastest way to the Valley of Wisdom was through the main square.
"I'll fight my way through then," he said, nodding to himself.
'I'll go around,' said Tsuwabuki, loping off.
Naruto didn't bother contesting the fox's decision. In fact, he thought it best. Tsuwabuki didn't exactly seem like the most battle-worthy, considering her size. Placing his hands together in a seal that had become almost second nature to him, he said, forcefully, "Kage Bunshin no jutsu."
A line of six clones appeared, three on either side of his body. All six drew their short swords, showing them off in a rather comical display of their dexterity. Naruto, too, drew his blade, twirling it like a baton in his hand. He smirked, and his clones mirrored the action.
Then, they charged.
His clones went first, carving a hole in the seemingly impenetrable wall of orcs. Some Naruto instantly recognized as citizens of Orgrimmar- the fact that they wore anything but the red and black armor of the Blackrocks, and their smells were much more familiar, Naruto was able to pick out which to attack, and which not to.
But almost as soon as his clones initiated the attack, the darker, bigger orcs quickly adapted. In literally two seconds, four of the six clones had been dispelled; two had been hit by unseen attacks from behind, one by failing to resist an attack using the Kongou, and the final going toe-to-toe with a particularly large orc, who cleaved him in half with hardly a thought.
The final two quickly retreated to Naruto, standing on either side of him. Two huge Blackrock orcs appeared in front of the blonde, their blades wet with blood, and twisted, wild grins of their faces. One of them thrust a long spear at Naruto's stomach, but the blonde leapt over it, and kicked the orc in the face. At the same time, his two clones had slipped beneath the other orc's guard, and had driven their swords deep into his chest.
On both accounts, however, the attacks were ineffective.
The orc that Naruto had kicked in the head looked as if he had barely felt the attack. He swiped at the blonde with his fist, but Naruto dodged again, landing behind him. The blonde weaved a seal, and created three clones, two of which kicked the orc, who had only managed to turn his upper body, in the back of the knees, causing him to buckle backwards. Along with the third, they grabbed him and lifted up off the ground, while Naruto bent down and slapped an explosive seal on his back. Then he, and his three new clones hurtled the gargantuan orc into the air.
The note had obviously been a short one (Naruto had grabbed at random, something that, in hindsight, hadn't been the best thing to do), as it detonated before he even struck the ground. The explosion sent orcs flying, but only injured a few. Naruto leapt out of the way to avoid being struck with wayward body parts, grimacing at the sickening sound the Blackrock orc's death made.
Meanwhile, Naruto's two other clones had been reduced to wisps of smoke by their opponent, who, shaking off the near fatal damage as if it were a scratch, had slammed their heads together with enough force to fuse them together for a brief moment, before both disappeared. The orc then turned towards Naruto and his new group of clones, and rushed at them with the ferocity of a berserker.
One of Naruto's clones was the first to identify the new threat, as he was destroyed with a swipe of the orc's wicked looking curved blade. The other two leapt to their summoner's defense, only to be dispelled in much the same fashion. Naruto himself dodged the orc's powerful follow-up slashes, but before he could retaliate, another Blackrock orc had appeared behind him, delivering a blow with enough force to lift the boy off his feet, flinging up directly into the arms of the orc that had been attacking before.
The orc grinned, and punched Naruto in the chest, so hard that it almost cracked his sternum. Pain erupted through him, and all of the air that had been in his lungs was forced out, leaving the boy bereft of any ability to move. Seizing this chance, his two attackers rushed towards his prone body, raising their weapons to deliver a simultaneous and fatal blow.
Whether it was Naruto's damnable luck, or simply an act of whatever god that existed out there, one of Naruto's attackers was disabled, and slain, all in the same instant, as a blue-skinned, tusked, and heavily armed troll landed with enough force to create a crater with a diameter twice his own size. He landed on the shoulders of the Blackrock orc, and the effects, were, to say the least, most gruesome. Yet somehow, the troll was uninjured, and having spotted Naruto in front of him, grinned.
"I hope ye not mind me droppin' by, child," he said, showing his teeth in a bright smile.
Naruto twitched in annoyance at the delivery of the one-liner, but said nothing in response. He looked around, briefly, and saw (as well as heard) the sounds of other trolls landing about the area.
He hoped that Kira and Kylia were alright…
Meanwhile, the other of the two Blackrock orcs that had been mere seconds away from killing him had recovered from his momentary shock. Roaring in fury, he raised his weapon to follow through with what he had been doing previously, only to have the troll hammer him in the face with a large, bone-handled hammer.
Getting quickly to his feet, Naruto looked over his shoulder, towards the path that led eventually to the Valley of Wisdom. Knowing that he had no time to lose, he rushed in that direction, leaving the trolls to their fates.
Seeing that his path would be once again barred, the blonde decided that he'd need to clear a path before he could effectively proceed. Summoning a pair of clones, the blonde leapt into the air, grabbing both of them by the arms. Focusing his chakra into his feet, the blonde then expelled it roughly, shooting him as fast as an arrow forwards.
Having gathered his chakra into his arms, and forcing it into the pure-chakra systems of his clones, he began to spin, roaring into the air, "Bladestorm Revised: Horizontal!"
Chakra erupted from his body, surging out in the form of a massive tornado, which whipped around the trio of blondes. Orcs, both Blackrock and Orgrimmarian, leapt out of the way of the powerful attack. The ones foolish enough to challenge it, despite their unruly strength and durability, were sliced apart by the tremendously deadly winds.
Landing, his head spinning, in a far less occupied area, Naruto dispelled his clones, breathing heavily. He turned around, and saw that though the damage he had done had been great, it had not broken the orcs from their seemingly endless desire to fight each other. None had even stopped to pursue him, which was, in a way, a little annoying to the blonde.
'You got out of their alive…I'm not surprised,' came a familiar voice from behind the blonde.
Turning, Naruto spotted Tsuwabuki, standing in a deserted alleyway. Sighing, he walked up, and muttered, "Geez, I thought you were supposed to be my counterpart. But you just run away whenever the fighting starts."
Tsuwabuki sniffed, 'Not all of us possess a whiny old fox in his stomach that gives him almost unlimited stamina.'
'I ASSURE YOU THAT ONE DAY, I'LL BE USING YOUR TAIL AS FLOSS.'
Naruto ignored the two arguing animals in his head, and made to start moving again.
Only to feel cold steel against his neck.
"Hmph, it's about time that you got here, brat, I was beginning to think that you'd abandoned us."
Kira grumpily squeezed the water from her shirt, making the large pool of it at her feet even bigger. She stood at the shores of a small, placid pond, whereupon several houses had been built, on sticks a few feet above the very water that she, Kylia, and Gen'rash had just emerged from.
She dimly noted that the area around her was almost completely deserted, save for them. From Gen'rash' troubled look, she took that it was not common for this place to be so deserted.
Looking around, she saw more houses; many with their doors wide open, swaying slightly in the breeze. Others were simply dark and silent, making her shudder unconsciously.
"What do we do now mis– Kira?" asked Kylia, wringing out her shirt as well.
Kira glanced at Gen'rash. "I don't know. I don't know how to get to that place we were before, where Thrall was. If Naruto were with us…" she grumbled that last bit, still a little annoyed at the blonde for disappearing without giving her a chance to respond. And to add insult to injury, just moments after that she had been lifted off her feet like some sort of rag doll, and was then carried straight off the zeppelin, so she and Kylia plummeted hundreds of feet down. Gen'rash had thankfully used some sort of jutsu to slow their fall, and another to protect them, and had somehow managed to maneuver them over a pond.
She then turned to Gen'rash. "I don't suppose you know where to go?"
Gen'rash blinked at her. "Go? That way," he said, pointing past her.
Now it was Kira's turn to blink. "You know where Thrall is?" she asked hopefully.
Gen'rash shook his head. "Battle. That way," he said, again pointing.
Kira sighed. "I suppose its somewhere to start," she mumbled.
Gen'rash took this as a yes, so he started off in the direction he had pointed, Kira and Kylia quickly following in his long strides. They turned down the road, away from the pond, and walked along a row of deserted houses and huts. She also passed a few shops, all of which were deserted as well.
'Did they flee?' she wondered.
The small road of houses then took them to an even larger, much more winding road, which split off into two different directions. To her right, it grew much smaller, and in a few hundred feet, before it split again; one disappeared into a small cavern and the other into another path, which winded out of view. She strained her ears, but couldn't hear anything in that direction.
Turning to her left, the path grew slightly larger, and winded around, so that she couldn't see very far into the distance. She looked at Gen'rash again, who seemed to be thinking hard. He turned his head to the side, listening in one direction, before turning in the other, and listening that way. He then sniffed in one direction, and turned to sniff in the other.
He pointed left. "There," he said.
This time Kira didn't argue, and simply nodded. They were about to walk in the direction he had indicated, before a scream ripped through the air, directly behind them.
Whipping around, Kira spotted a group of orcs, a little over a dozen and all of which were women and children, that were fleeing in their direction. They had emerged from the winding fork of the road, and looked desperate to get away.
She could, however, see why.
Moving with frightening speed, five huge, dark-skinned Blackrock orcs emerged, all of them brandishing their dark tinted weapons, roaring and snarling in wild abandon. They were steadily closing in on the group of female and child orcs, who had looks of the utmost terror on their faces. It was a look that immediately resonated with Kira, for she had adopted the very same look many times.
But that had been before.
She suddenly rushed forwards, Kylia and Gen'rash following quickly behind. They swiftly moved towards the group, but to Kira's horror, a child slipped on the uneven, dirty street, and fell. The orc that was presumably his mother broke away from the group, and leapt to shield her child from the approaching orcs. She was pleading with them, offering them things that she hoped would appease them, even her own life and dignity.
But Kira could see that in their eyes, that woman, and that child, were nothing more than pieces of meat; insects, that if squashed, would have no effect on their conscience. They didn't plan to listen to her. They would rip her, and the child, apart, and just move on to the rest.
Her heart ignited in a great blaze of rage, so forceful and sudden that it was not until she had finished that she knew she had preformed hand seals.
"Power Word: Shield!" she cried.
The Blackrock orc's ax, which had been only five inches away from decapitating the female orc, bounced off the glowing chakra shield, making the orc lose his balance. The other orcs stopped, their animalistic snarling subsiding somewhat as they briefly wondered who had cast the spell. Then, their eyes fell on Kira, and at once, their snarling returned, growing loud and filled with a wild rage.
They moved past the now protected female orc, who stared at Kira with wide, but thankful eyes. Kira allowed her a half-smile, and with a nod of her head, told the orc woman to leave as fast as possible. She did so, carrying her child and disappearing in an alleyway between two houses.
The Blackrock orcs, meanwhile, had ceased their charge, and stood, a few feet in front of Kira, their bloodstained bodies and grinning, terrible maws now so close that she could almost feel their hot breath. Kira settled herself into a stance, ready to perform any jutsu that she needed.
One of the orcs suddenly lurched forwards, hurtling his huge ax at her. Kira immediately sidestepped, her hands weaving several seals as she did. Two more orcs then charged, hoping to stop her from performing the technique that was already on her lips.
"Hex of Darkness," she said, suddenly extinguishing the light of their world, leaving them without the ability to see.
Imagine her surprise, however, when the two orcs who had begun their charge didn't stop, and instead closed in on her position as if she were still visible to them.
'They can smell me!' she thought, cursing as she remembered this very thing had happened to Naruto, during his test with the trolls. She quickly forced it into her mind that unless otherwise noted, all non-human races had better senses of smell.
At that time, however, Kylia and Gen'rash had joined the fight. Kylia swiftly appeared in front of Kira, brandishing two daggers, which left her hands in a flicker of silver. One reappeared, buried in the orc's neck, making him drop instantly, while the second impaled the other orc in the eye, also killing him.
Gen'rash growled, grabbing the orc's sword, which was inches away from his face. He was appalled by the orc's strength, which was far greater than he had imagined it would be. He had faced orcs before, and none of them had been this strong.
Another Blackrock orc moved at Gen'rash's side, while the final one shot towards Kira and Kylia.
This time, Kira moved her hands in a rapid movement of seals, shouting, "Hex of Weakness!"
On his next step, the orc toppled as his leg broke in a sickening crack. He struck the ground, causing his armor to instantly break his ribs and sternum, though his head was spared from striking the ground, as he had managed to keep it aloft.
It was not spared, however, from Kira's vicious kick, which though it certainly did crack it, ended his life by the snapping of his neck.
Now facing off against two Blackrock orcs, Gen'rash had pulled away, and his hands had begun moving in a rush of seals.
"Multiple Shadow Bolts!" he rumbled in his own language. He thrust his hands forwards, causing two spheres of pure darkness, shaped vaguely like skulls, emerge from his hands, and soon multiply into many, which crashed into the attacking orcs, halting their charge. They did not die, but were stunned enough so that they were unable to defend against Gen'rash's follow up attack, driving a pair of his detached tusks into their exposed necks.
His hands slick with gore, Gen'rash let them drop, twitching, to the ground, before he turned to the two girls. He grinned, and gave them a very Naruto-like gesture: a thumbs up.
Kira nodded, trying her best not to think of the orc that she had just killed. Oddly enough, she felt no remorse. She had killed a monster, and monsters deserved to be killed. She unconsciously glanced at her palms, only for a second, to remind herself of that.
She turned, and looked in the direction that they had been intending to go. "Shall we go?" she asked, looking at Kylia and Gen'rash. They nodded (even Gen'rash, which surprised and delighted her), and quickly rushed off in that direction.
Only, that is, until the sounds of movement from behind stopped them.
'More?' she thought, quickly turning to meet what she thought was a new threat. However, as soon as her eyes fell upon the seen, any thoughts of battle were drive from her mind, as horror began to quickly well up inside of her. Kylia and Gen'rash had also turned, and were staring, in different degrees of shock, at the grotesque scene that met their eyes.
All five orcs had gotten to their feet, despite their fatal injuries. Two daggers clattered to the ground, as they popped from the bodies of the two orcs that had been killed by them. The sickening pops and cracks of bones breaking and dislocating continued, as the orc righted his snapped neck. The two orcs had removed the tusks from their bodies, flinging them to the ground with snarls.
Then, they began to change.
Their bodies began to grow, swelling at least two or three feet in height, and their skin began to darken until it was completely black. From their backs, another pair of legs grew, and they began to distort even further, their lower torso lengthening to accommodate these new legs, and large tails sprouting from the ends of their new lower bodies. Their Orcish faces lengthened, becoming more reptilian, more draconic. Their skin became scales, and large horns sprouted from the crowns of their heads, growing smaller and smaller as they traveled back along their spinal cords. Finally, their eyes burned a smoldering crimson, and Kira, Kylia, and Gen'rash suddenly knew what they faced.
They said it together, in a word that was virtually the same in every language on Azeroth.
"Dragons…!"
"I have not yet traveled to the Valley of Wisdom, as there are many foes that keep interrupting my path. Thankfully I have found you, so it will be that much easier to get there,' rumbled Golbarn, as he, Naruto, and Tsuwabuki rushed along the road in the area of Orgrimmar known as The Drag. At the end of it was the Valley of Wisdom, where they intended to go.
"Have the tauren been called…?" asked Naruto, shooting him a sideways glance.
"They have, or so I have been told. But we cannot rely on them, for the moment," said Golbarn, shaking his head. "And what of the trolls? Are they coming?"
Naruto shook his head, "Vol'jin-niisan said that he'd be staying for a little bit longer, so that he can get his people's life back on track. He said he would join Thrall back in Orgrimmar after he had done that."
Golbarn raised an eyebrow. 'Brother…? Hmph, only that brat could be made the brother of the chief of the trolls.'
They continued their rush through the streets of the Drag, moving ever closer to their goal. They didn't encounter any resistance, as most of the fighting was taking place in the outside areas– The Valley of Honor, and the Valley of Strength. The streets were effectively deserted, allowing them to run unimpeded through them.
"They escaped, long ago," said Golbarn. "They went through the Cleft of Shadow, and many are hiding in Ragefire Caverns, while even more simply fled through the Valley of Spirits, and out into the Barrens."
Naruto nodded, a little thankful for the explanation. He didn't want the people of this city to be hurt any more than he wanted the people of his own city to. With their safety assured in his mind, he could now fight as hard as he wanted, for he no longer worried for their safety.
After what seemed like hours, they spotted the looming exit to the Drag, and the consequent entrance to the Valley of Wisdom. They increased the speed of their run, as the sounds of battle reached their ears again, as loud as it had been before.
But it was Golbarn who spotted something else, out of the corner of his eye, just as they reached the end of the huge cave. It was an orc, lying, half-obscured by shadows, in an alleyway between two of the large, looming buildings that characterized The Drag. Both Naruto and Golbarn immediately recognized the orc.
It was Nazgrel, Thrall's chief advisor, and the man who had poured so much scorn on Naruto that the boy could've drowned in it. Golbarn was quickly at his side, grunting in anger as he spotted the heavy injuries that the orcs sported. In addition to cuts and gashes of varying sizes, he sported several burns, wounds where it looked like the skin had melted off, and one of his claw-covered hands looked like it had been frozen stiff, as ice and frost coated the glittering metal of his claw.
"Nazgrel," rumbled Golbarn, "what happened?"
Nazgrel glanced at the orc, his deep onyx eyes cloudy. "I was beaten…obviously." He grunted out, trying to sit farther up. "I take it…you are looking for Lord Thrall?"
They both nodded, so Nazgrel lifted a hand, pointing towards the Valley of Wisdom. "He is there, as we speak. He is fighting with Rend Blackhand, the one who created this entire mess. I don't know what has become of him, as I have had my own problems to deal with since."
She shifted again, growling in pain, and stared deeply into Golbarn's eyes. "Beware Rend's mount…Gyth. It is the creature that defeated me, and left me in this…detestable state. But…its power…is tremendous. It…is a dragon, but unlike any of which I have seen. I has…the power of all the Dragonflights, it would seem."
Golbarn's eyes widened slightly, but instead of showing his surprise to the weakened Frostwolf, he stood. He looked at Naruto.
"Let's go, Naruto."
Naruto nodded, and when he turned to follow Golbarn, Nazgrel stopped him in a way that surprised Naruto.
He spoke his name.
"Naruto…" the orc said, "Lord Thrall has a lot of faith in…you. I once…thought it was…misplaced…but if you can fight this hard, for our people…then I shall accept you, should we win this foolish war."
Naruto stared at him, shocked. Nazgrel…who had before done nothing but throw him disgusted looks, or speak to him in a condescending manner, was now saying that he'd accept him?
"Geez…" he muttered, slightly embarrassed, "you're probably delirious, old man."
"You're probably right," the orc deadpanned. "And I shall probably forget everything that happened here, so enjoy it while it lasts, brat."
Naruto flashed him a cheeky grin, and nodded. He turned, and made to follow Golbarn, only to suddenly bump into him. Rubbing his nose, he stepped up beside the orc, shooting him an irritated look.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"That is," said Golbarn, pointing.
Naruto followed his finger, and his eyes bulged upon seeing what the orc was indicating. Almost as soon as the blonde laid eyes on the creature: a massive magenta dragon, hanging upside down upon the ceiling of the cavern, it moved, letting out a terrific roar which echoed into the distance, and made Tsuwabuki shiver slightly beside him.
'That thing…is unnatural,' she said, taking a few steps away from Naruto.
Nazgrel gave a soft laugh. "Looks like it found me. I hope you two are up for a fight…because this beast…will certainly give you one."
Unfurling his great wings, Gyth dropped from the top of the cavern, the air catching the leathery skin that was stretched over the great bones of his wings so that he took flight. He swooped downwards, straight at the group that had gathered by the alleyway, roaring terribly once more. Opening its gaping maw, a stream of greenish smoke erupted, making Golbarn growl, leap backwards and grab Nazgrel's limp form, before leaping completely out of the way.
"It's poison!" he roared at Naruto. The blonde nodded, quickly following his example. The stream of smoke spread out as it struck the ground, slowly dispersing, but Gyth had already turned its body, twisting and this time launching a ball of pure fire towards them. It struck the ground, which Golbarn and Naruto had vacated just seconds earlier, causing it to explode in a cloud of fire and stone, raining the latter upon the two fighters as they circled around the beast.
Naruto's hands flew together in familiar seal, and he shouted, "Kage Bunshin no jutsu!"
Four clones appeared in puffs of smoke, while Naruto shouted to Golbarn, "Oi! Gimme the old man, so they can get him to safety, while we kick this thing's ass, okay?"
Golbarn nodded, at once handing off the now unconscious Nazgrel to the four clones, who quickly traipsed off in the opposite direction. Thankfully, the beast didn't even glance in that direction, its attention focused entirely on the two new threats that stood before it, eyes shining with defiance.
Gyth then sucked its breath in, and upon exhaling, a blast of ice-cold air erupted, so cold that the very air began to condense, and freeze almost in the same instant. Golbarn and Naruto separated in a flash, avoiding the rather large area that the ice breath affected. Tsuwabuki was hot on Naruto's heels, doing her best to avoid being caught in whatever breath the beast intended to use.
Gyth turned, then, deciding to follow Golbarn, as he was a bigger target. Sucking in his breath again, the dragon expelled at beam of pure energy this time, not unlike the Ventursaurus' breath. Golbarn dodged and leapt, doing his best to avoid being caught in the tremendously powerful blast.
Meanwhile, Naruto had summoned quit a few more clones, creating a miniature army of them. They all retrieved handfuls of shuriken (which by now, Naruto was running quite low on) and quickly moved to surround the dragon.
Raising the deadly throwing stars, they cried as one, "Shihou Hapou Shuriken no Maki! (Cyclone of Shuriken from Every Direction)"
The clones let fly the mass of shuriken, which moved as a single mass towards Gyth, who had by now abandoned his attempts to attack Golbarn, in response to the larger threat. Beating his great wings, Gyth blew away the shuriken coming towards his front, and simultaneously rose above the rest, avoiding being hit entirely.
Rather than remaining in the same place and cursing their failure the clones had converged beneath the dragon, with half of them unsheathing their swords, the other half grabbing the ones who had armed themselves by their jackets.
"Naruto Seisha! (Naruto Fusillade)" the clones cried, hurtling the ones they had grabbed upwards with all of their strength. Those who were flying up towards the dragon, lifted their blades above them, and further enhanced the speed of their flight using the Air Grasping technique that Naruto had been taught by Thrall.
However, moving far more gracefully than the volley of Naruto clones, Gyth out of their path with the grace and speed that only a creature of the air could manage. It flew beneath them, and streaked towards the Narutos on the ground.
Those Narutos however, didn't intend to fall so easily. Drawing their blades as well, they leapt at Gyth, at the same time that the clones that were now above the dragon suddenly changed direction, and blasted themselves back towards the ground, and consequently, Gyth himself.
Trapped between two sets of multiple adamantium blades, Gyth took the only course of action that he deemed necessary to survive. Folding his wings, the dragon literally dropped from the sky, and lashed out at the clones below him with tooth and claw. Some dodged out of the way, using the Air Grasping ability, and attempted to attack his sides, only to have the dragon's tail sweep them away.
He roared in agony when several did manage to clip him with their weapons, but the wounds were so shallow that he was hardly affected, and dispelled them by abruptly extending his wings, so that the wind sent them flying.
He landed with a thunderous crash on the ground, and at once looked upwards, sucking in his breath in preparation for a breath attack.
The real Naruto, who was among those in the quickly descending group, flashed through the seals for Kawarimi no jutsu, just in time to avoid being incinerated by a stream of fire that had erupted from Gyth's mouth. He reappeared on the ground, near the shop whose sign he had switched places with. He was panting heavily, watching the dragon reduce the remainder of his army of clones to cinders. He hadn't been effective in harming the beast much, but he had, however, succeeded in getting it on the ground.
Which is exactly what Golbarn had been waiting for.
The Blademaster charged, his sword humming with the chakra he had gathered into it. "Heroic Strike!" he thundered, swinging his sword down at the dragon's neck.
In a flash, however, Gyth's tail flashed in between the blade and his neck, the hard, boney spikes trapping the chakra enhanced blade before it could pierce his flesh. Gyth then flicked his tail, attempting to remove the sword from Golbarn's grip.
The orc, however, rather than resisting the attack, went with it, and once his blade was free of the dragon's tail, he regained his footing with a burst of chakra, and rushed forwards, so that he was barely a foot away from Gyth. With a roar, he thrust his weapon forwards, driving it up to the hilt in the dragon's side.
Gyth let out a true roar of pain this time, and bashed the orc away with a swift turn of his head. The sword went with the Blademaster, causing bubbling, dark blood to gush from the wound. Roaring in anger, the dragon then swept his tail, and flung Golbarn far away from him, so that the orc landed hard on the ground several yards away.
Hissing in anger, the dragon breathed a gaseous, greenish substance on the wound, and though the wound remained, it stopped bleeding.
Golbarn stood up, breathing as heavily as Naruto, and glanced at the blonde, who stood only a few yards away from him.
"Brat…this may go a lot faster, if you used that toad…" he said.
Naruto looked at him, surprised, before wincing, "Uh…he's probably still mad at me for the last time. But there are others, that won't take as much chakra from me, and are probably better for fighting something that isn't Bunta's size."
Golbarn nodded. "Do it, then."
Biting his thumb, Naruto swiftly weaved the seals for the Kuchiyose no jutsu, announcing his attentions seconds later.
There was an explosion of smoke, much smaller than the one that accompanied his summoning of Gamabunta, but bigger than the ones that announced Gamakichi's arrival. Swaying unsteadily, Naruto was suddenly aware of a strange, yet not unpleasant odor. As the smoke began to clear, he found the source of said odor, and suddenly wondered if summoning the toad boss, despite the fact that he was most likely still angry with Naruto, would have been a bit better.
The toad, a dull brown, about as large as Gyth, wearing a opened gi and smoke a pipe that was probably as big as Gamabunta's, exhaled a puff of the fowl smelling smoke, and yawned.
"Ooohhhh man…whas' goin' on? Ooohhhh…damn…any'a you guys, got like, somethin' to eat? I gotta serious case of the munchies…yeah…"
Rend smashed Thrall through a wall, throwing him across the hallway that led to the throne room and into the room across from it. The Warchief grunted, absorbing most of the damage with the Kongou, and regained his footing as Rend emerged from the wall he had just created, still grinning malevolently.
"Powerless? Insignificant? You are the fool, Thrall! You cannot hope to match my strength!" the "true" Warchief thundered.
Thrall wiped blood from his mouth, and gave a low chuckle. "Power is not always about how hard you can hit, fool. Nor is about how much chakra you have, or what weapons you possess. It is on most occasions having a mastery of what you possess. I can see, that though you have indeed learned the capabilities of the Tetra Elemental style, you are far from a master. I shall show you what a true master is like."
Standing up, ramrod straight, Thrall took a deep breath, and a slight, bluish glow covered his body, though faded quickly. His body, oddly enough, began to shake slightly. It was an unnatural shake, too, more akin to muscle spasms than actual, conscious shaking. Thrall had closed his eyes, but when he opened them, they, too, were shaking.
Wisps of chakra began to crackle off the orc's skin, but he still didn't move. Rend, who was watching the process intently, suddenly realized what he was doing.
"Shunsuigai (Flash Floodeh? I know that too, weakling. But it is almost pointless for attacking a single person, since you are hardly able to control th–"
Before Rend could finish, he was suddenly assaulted with dozens, perhaps even hundreds of punches, striking at him all over his body. He was pushed back through the hole that Thrall's entrance into the room had made, and then flung backwards through the wall opposite.
Roaring in pain, Rend got to his feet, staring in fury at Thrall, who stood before him, still shaking slightly. There was a hum of power in the air, emanating from Thrall.
Growling, Rend shot forwards, moving faster than the eye could see. He swung his huge sword at Thrall, who simply glided out of the way, hardly moving his body. The "true" Warchief attacked with even greater ferocity, slashing at Thrall, who continually glided out of reach, his body moving so smoothly and quickly, that it was almost like attacking water.
Bending his body backwards to avoid another of Rend's strikes, Thrall thrust his foot upwards, and hardened it with the Kongou. He then twisted his body to the side, so that his foot crashed into Rend's jaw, and continued past, so that just as it landed, the other came up, also hardened, and smashed in the very same spot.
Lifted off his feet by the force of the attack, Rend was also rendered senseless by the two immensely powerful blows, and thus unable to prepare for Thrall's next attack.
Thrall's body suddenly stopped shaking, and seemed to completely relax, his shoulders slumping, his posture drooping, and his arms hanging like dead weights. Unlike previously, when Thrall's body had hummed with energy, this was the exact opposite: there was no energy, no chakra, and it appeared as if he was asleep.
But he wasn't. He had simply entered the other part of the Water style: Heisui(Placid Lake).
Moving his hand out in front of him, Thrall began to slowly make seals, not unbearably slow, just slow enough that he appeared calm, and collected. When he finished, he intoned, in a slow, collected voice, "Lightning Element: The Titan's Fist!"
Then, he thrust his hand out, and it began to glow brightly with chakra, which soon turned into the crackling energy that he had wanted it to. Abruptly, a fist of pure lightning erupted from Thrall's hand, shooting across the distance between him and the slowly recovering Rend. It smashed into him, sending thousands of volts of electricity churning through his body, and at the same time, possessing enough substance and force to lift him from his feet, throwing him down the length of the hallway, and into the throne room.
Releasing his grip on the chakra, Thrall dispelled the technique, and walked calmly down the hallway, towards Rend's resting place. The Blackrock leader lay against the ruined throne, an almost fitting place for the failure of a leader.
"Do you see, fool? The real power in this style is not its individual powers, but the ability to combine the aspects of each part of the style. You have spent your time simply learning their individual powers, not learning to combine them. That is why you are a fool, Rend, for trying to defeat me with my own power," he said.
Slowly, Rend got to his feet. Though his skin had been blackened by the electric attack, and his hair had been almost burnt away, Rend didn't look at all ready to give in. The "true" Warchief then grinned.
"Hahahaha…Thrall, it doesn't matter that I haven't learned to combine these techniques…their power alone will be enough to destroy you, and this disgustingly weak regime."
Rend's body then began to glow, not with the blue chakra of an orc, but with a sinister crimson colored chakra. The room was suddenly filled with the sound of his roar, and he suddenly moved, so much faster than ever before, slashing Thrall across the chest with his blade. He followed up, a fraction of a second later, by head-butting and then backhanding Thrall in the face.
Thrall countered the next attack with his own Kazaashi, and punched Rend in the face.
Rend's Kongou absorbed it entirely, and then he slammed his fist over a dozen times into Thrall's stomach, rendering him unable to move for a short time.
Grabbing Thrall by the throat, Rend pulled him close, so that their noses were almost touching. His single eye burned terribly, a foreign fire now burning in it, along with his own.
"He taught me how to use this power, the power that was given to me by the demons, he gave me control over it. You can't compare to it, Thrall, my power will always be above yours!"
Bringing his fist back, Rend focused chakra into his fist, thrusting in forwards so fast that it couldn't be seen.
"KAENHIRA (Fire Palm)!"
The moment his fist struck Thrall's exposed chest, there was a triumphant boom, and an explosion of chakra erupted from his fist, lighting the area with a tremendous orange flash. Thrall was flung away from Rend, ejected by the stream of fiery chakra that had been expelled from Rend's fist.
Thrall smashed into the wall opposite Rend with such force that he nearly broke through it. He slumped to the ground, senseless, his consciousness quickly slipping away from him.
Through his quickly fading vision, he spotted Rend walking towards him, one hand engulfed in fire. The orc was smiling, and his eye was glittering with such terrible power that Thrall new, somewhere in the back of his mind, that this was the end.
He had been defeated…
Orgrimmar would fall.
WOW! That was extreme, wasn't it? I thought it was a pretty good chapter, myself.
To give credit where credit is due- Frankto once again helped me out with the translations, such as Shunsuigai and Heisui. Give him a round of applause!
Next, we have your weekly fix of MuhiTatsu's adventures, and the end of Sai's mistreatment…damn…
Omake pt. 1
"Thus concludes Sai's fitting Punishmeeeennnnntttt…"
Muhi Tatsu opened his eyes from a most beautiful dream he had been having. He dreamt that he had managed to capture the ANBU ROOTS operative Sai, the bane of several multiverses, and had (after several very painful methods of torture involving a waffle iron, a hermit crab, a tazer, some bubble gum and a rather enraged Grizzly Bear) managed to kill him. He began to sigh, wondering if it had all been a dream.
The form beside him began to stir. Despite not being within his dreams, Shizune had been a wonderful companion and had managed to soothe his rather nasty hangover from the previous night after having tried to out drink her master. He had succeeded, but at a rather high cost. While Shizune had left Tsunade to her hangover as punishment, Tatsu had been helped by the rather striking kunoichi who had become smitten with him for some reason. They had enjoyed each other's company immensely ("We didn't have sex you perverted letches!" Tatsu yelled mentally) and eventually had gone into bed. ("Again, no sex!") After that, things had become a bit hazy, and for all he knew, Tatsu very well COULD have found Sai.
"Tatsu-kun…" Shizune whispered. "Last night was... wonderful." ("Do I even NEED to say it at this point?")
"In what way?" Tatsu murmured groggily.
"Well, not only was it nice to have someone to cuddle up to, but the entertainment you provided in the middle of the night was rather nice as well." She purred.
Tatsu looked ecstatic. "So… I really did finally manage to kill Sai?"
Shizune nodded. "Yes…" she paused and looked behind her, then looked at Tatsu somewhat forlorn. "There's still a problem."
Tatsu raised an eyebrow. "What kind of problem?"
"Us, Tatsu-kun!" a chorus of voices sounded behind him.
Very slowly turning his head around, Tatsu saw at least a dozen more Sai's, all smiling that extremely irritating grin. His eyes widening, Tatsu scooped Shizune into his arms and ran THROUGH the wall of the apartment complex he had inhabited just a few seconds before.
The Sai's all chuckled and then poofed out of existence with only one remaining. A seal was made, and then smoke was made and then dispersed to reveal a now awake Tsunade.
"That'll teach him to steal my assistant away from me. Though he did do a service to the village, I must give him that…"
Tsunade then clutched in her hands the only copy thus far of 'Sai's Fitting Punishment'. She knew that it would sell for at least ten thousand yen per copy, at least in Konoha, and soon, she would be able to finally get some gambling done. She knew she would win it all this time…
Omake 2
The (Mis)adventures of Muhi Tatsu: Dimension Traveler pt 3 (Nobody's perfect!)
Muhi Tatsu was once again in the office of the Godaime Hokage, Tsunade, but unlike the last time he had been in here, she was not welcoming or happy at all. Glowering at Tatsu, who had her assistant Shizune holding his hand, Tsunade asked,
"Shizune, I must ask. Other than strength, what do you see in Muhi Tatsu as a boyfriend?"
Shizune pouted. "Why must you ask such things Tsunade-sama? I'm happy with Tatsu-sama right now, and that's what matters!"
"Yeah!" Tatsu got out
Tsunade sent Tatsu a murderous glare that promised punishment if he didn't shut up. Tsunade then took out of her desk a rather large file. "Shizune, are you aware of what Tatsu has done in the five days he has stayed in Konoha? I have it all right here!" She began to read.
"Drinking, disturbing the public, getting Rock Lee drunk-" she was interrupted
"That's a crime?" Tatsu and Shizune asked at the same time.
"Yes, we had to make it a crime or else who knows what could have happened!" Tsunade slammed her fist against a wall, and naturally it broke. "Now enough interruptions!"
Tsunade continued. "Public indecency, trying to make my pet pig into bacon, groping, helping Jiraiya write Icha Icha Paradise, writing bad fanfiction, jaywalking, littering, putting chewed gum into Haruno Sakura's hair-
"It doesn't matter though, her hair looks like gum anyway!" Tatsu blurted out
Ignoring him, Tsunade still continued "Making Hyuuga Neji become hyper due to excess sugar, kicking Inuzuka Kiba's dog Akamaru, forgetting to use a coaster on drinks, demoralizing several of my Shinobi by having them watch Titanic, and somehow demolishing several blocks in a fight with a boy named Hibiki Ryoga. I'll work on your punishment later, but again Shizune I must ask you… why do you still insist to go out with Muhi Tatsu, despite his strength?"
Shizune's face became determined. "Because Tsunade-sama, despite all his faults, he is still kind, compassionate, smart, and most importantly of all, he's the only man I've ever met who has stayed with me and hasn't shown interest in you later by constantly staring at your chest!"
Tsunade flushed, turning away in embarrassment while Tatsu, who had at first also looked embarrassed due to Shizune's praise, now looked confused and awkward.
"Um…thanks Shizune-chan." He said.
Shizune giggled. "You're welcome Tatsu-kun!"
Hehe, that Tatsu's a crazy guy isn't he?
Now, on to a few Reviewer answers…
Laser Crusader- Not the toad boss, but a toad nonetheless. I figured Gamabunta would be a bit sore about losing, and I don't think he'd fit in the place where they are fighting, so he's summoned a totally different one… And yes, Naruto has mastered the Air Grasping which he used in this past chapter quite a bit. He might fight Rend, but you have to keep reading, to find out. This isn't really a stealth mission, so aside from the Shadow Walk, he probably won't be using the Shadow style much. And no, there is no chance for Naruto getting a match with Hinata. At all.
The-Xenocide- Sweet! I like having fans this cool! As for romance, it will show up, but not for a while…there needs time to build it, and both Naruto and Kira aren't really interested in each other as more than friends, yet. And, I too, cannot wait for Kira and Sakura to lock horns…cat fight!
Well that's about it. See you guys next week!
General Grievous
SpellbookEarth Prison- Surrounds opponent in a prison of earth, can be used in conjunction with Earth Spikes to instantly kill opponent.
Bladestorm Revised: Horizontal: Rather than a vertical tornado of chakra, this revised Bladestorm is more like a torpedo…with slicing winds around it. Has a glaring weakness, (the middle), but generally moves too fast and too powerfully for it to be exploited.
Shihou Hapou Shuriken no Maki- Used by Naruto in the anime, flings shuriken from every direction at the opponent, via the clones.
Naruto Seisha – Sends a group of clones flying upwards, their swords rasied, impaling anything in their path. Can be modified to go downwards, and even from side to side.
Shunsuigai- Flash Flood state of the Water style of the Tetra Elemental style. By speeding up the flow of a person's chakra, they enter a state of increased awareness, and their body begins to react quite a bit faster than before. It is generally effective for attacking large groups, or for simply dodging, and it is very difficult to use jutsu in this state, due to the increased flow of chakra. Can be combined with the Wind style to correct the attacking ability, and Earth as well.
Heisui- Placid Lake state of the Water style of the Tetra Elemental style. By slowing down a person's flow of chakra, they become a lot more relaxed, and slower. However, at the same time, their chakra control goes through the roof, and they are able to perform jutsu that are very difficult to control with ease. The biggest weakness is that it slows down the mind, as well.