Jimmy's knee slams into the ANBU captain's chest; he B-twists then sends Raven flying with an airborne kick to her torso. She impacts the seal-barrier; electricity surges through her body. Jim blinks out of existence and appears before Raven, unleashing a fusillade of galvanic punches, pinning her against the barrier. Raven's eyes roll back into her head; however, Jim's relentless assault deprives the kunoichi of gracious unconsciousness. Excess currents coursing within Jim's supercharged salvo overloads the seal-barrier, generating an arc blast that throws Raven across the air. Midflight, Jim's fist collides with Raven's jaw as she crashes onto the ground. He hooks his boots under her arms then executes a backflip, overturning the kunoichi like a flapjack.

Jim's hands blur over a sequence of seals, "Lightning Release: Ballistic Bolt Barrage!" A consecutive triumvirate of lightning strikes hammers Raven through the rooftops and once more, into the seal-barrier. Her voice grows hoarse as the ark flashes smother Raven's desperate pleas for mercy. She struggles to escape the torturous trap, but gravity renders her efforts futile. Mutant constructs of tortured flesh, unrecognizable inhuman extremities, and slimy slithering tentacles reach inside the barrier, trying to pull the hysterical kunoichi through. Jim stands triumphant above his flailing foe, appreciating the irresistible irony that Raven's excruciating ensnarement is all that keeps the mutants from devouring her alive. "No one owns me! Nor will anyone ever again, Uchiha!" An inhuman, guttural screech emanating from a speeding silhouette snatches Jim's attention.

"Kruger!"

"What the fu—ACK!?" Slug blindsides Jim, tackling him to the ground.

"DIIIEEEE!" Slug gurgles, clawing at Jim's face. Blood leaks from the shinobi's eyes, ears, and nose; severe inflammation causes his necrotizing skin to hemorrhage. Despite the near liquefaction of Slug's intestines, he retains full agility and mobility.

Jim's swift responsiveness enables him to repel the vicious assault and prevent the feral shinobi from vomiting blood and intestinal chunks onto him. "GET OFF ME, MOTHERFUCKER!" Jim rips a broken rib fragment protruding from Slug's torso then plunges it into the shinobi's jugular. A conductive cable wrenches Slug's throat; Jim heaves the wire while shifting through a chain of seals with his free hand. Lightning discharges through the metal, galvanizing Slug as he hangs from a stone pillar like a dried fish; however, the powerful currents prove ineffectual in restraining the mutating shinobi. Slug withstands the bolt battery and cuts himself free with a jagged pipe puncturing his kidney. He evades an upsurge of stalagmites from the ground, then retaliates with a shuriken swarm, compelling Jim to dodge.

Slug removes the bone fragment from his throat, "Kankessen (Piercing Separation Spring)!" Water jets sprout from the ground, cutting through the rocky surface without hassle. The shinobi exploits his opponent's weaknesses then initiates a successful counteroffensive. Slug pressures Jim with successive layers of long-ranged attacks while maintaining an intricate network of sensory deprivation techniques. Though unable to retaliate, Jim preservers through Slug's Kirigakure no Jutsu (Hiding in Mist Technique), dispelling a perpetual onslaught of Genjutsu in addition to swift evasive maneuvers from the covert attacks within them. Jim dispatches the marauding water clones and Shunshins (Body Flicker Technique) to avoid the complex web of hydro-jets, erupting from below. A blinding flash disorientates Slug, disrupting his vision.

"Cascading Crescendo!" Static discharges around the shinobi, infusing and transmuting the dense mist into a greenish, electromagnetic haze. Slug's respective Jutsus evanesce on a molecular degree. Each becoming uncontrollable constructs that curve and contort in an unnatural, almost impossible capacity. Analogous to sonar, the supercharged electrons ripple through the greenish haze, enabling Jim to pinpoint Slug's location. Without deliberation, Jim capitalizes upon the chaos and seizes the advantage. In an instant, he is in front of the delirious Shinobi; Slug moves to parry the blade racing towards his neck, but Jim's afterimage fades like a mirage on contact. Slug gasps as sharp, cold steel puncture his heart from behind. The electromagnetic haze recedes; Slug discovers he is away from his 'Hidden Mist Jutsu,' on the opposite side of the rooftops. Half of Slug's limbs fuse into a pillar, yet he retains sensation in the absent extremities. "Cascading Crescendo!"

Static discharges within the dense mist before a thunderbolt overcharges Jim's technique, transmuting Slug's Jutsu into a greenish electromagnetic haze. Slug watches in confusion and dread as preceding events happen once more. A primordial warp-storm wreaks havoc upon the dimensional plane encompassing Jim and Slug's past selves. Temporal displacement causes both combatants to flicker in and out of reality between alternating locations then disappear through the space-time continuum. The resulting hyper-dimensional disruption causes a shockwave that deactivates the Five-Seal-Barrier surrounding the rooftops. Jim stiffens before tumbling over, foaming at the mouth; circular chunks are missing from his body with lightning-shaped burns everywhere. Jim's helpless form is within arms-reach of Slug. Without hesitation, nor thought of his actions, the shinobi grabs Jim and chomps down on his throat, almost decapitating him in one chakra-enhanced bite. A violent gust of smoke erupts from Jim's body as it vanishes into thin air. Slug's heart sinks into his feet as grim realization, then melancholy trembles him to the core.

"S-shadow clone!? That—that's. Impossible!" Razor-sharp steel, slicing through flesh, horrifies Slug once he regains focus; the haunting phrase that follows twists nostalgia into sadness and sorrow.

"Believe it." Jim lands, crouching forward, wielding Raven's sword in a reverse grip near his back. Jim's other hand rests at eye level, forming the Seal of Confrontation/Earth Release Seal. Raven stands not far behind, stationery and motionless, with a look of shock in her Sharingan eyes. A red, hair-thin line broadens as it slithers across her throat. Blood spills from Raven's neck as her head separates, then hangs against the kunoichi's upper back by a sliver of flesh. Any semblance of hope Slug has collapsed along with the ANBU captain's headless corpse. Tears trickle down the heartbroken shinobi's face as his former student dies how she lived: cold, lifeless, and alone. Jim readies the fallen kunoichi's blade with a flick of his wrist before casting his icy, inhuman gaze towards Slug. The writing on the wall is ever-present; Slug all but accepts his tragic fate as Jim bears down upon him.

"There are less than a handful of people who can use Shadow Clones, most of whom are dead." Slug rasps, gurgling and coughing up blood. "Tell me. Just who, or. What—in the hell are you?"

"I was under the assumption that prolonged exposure to my tactics and techniques would've made this apparent."

"Need I remind you of that peculiar manner 'assume' may be interpreted?"

Jim chuckles, "A smartass till the very end. You haven't changed at all, old man." He grabs a pack of smokes from his fatigues, "I'd offer you a cigarette, comrade, but if memory serves correctly, you don't do that anymore."

Slug sighs. "Gee, glad to see you still care—Namikaze Naruto. But—I think I'll make an exception, just this once." Jim raises a curious eyebrow at the dying shinobi before flicking a cigarette towards him. "Mind giving me a light?"

"Oh, you're funny," Jim replies with sarcasm.

"C'mon kid, what's the matter? I won't bite."

Jim ignites the cigarette between his thumb and index finger then takes a drag, "When a shadow-clone dispels, its memories transfer back to the user. That's the secret of the Jutsu and why it's so dangerous. Imagine something like that falling into the wrong hands, or worse, becoming a ubiquitous technique."

Slug rolls his eyes, "The ramifications would be—apocalyptic, I suppose. Oh, wait…" An explosion erupts off in the distance behind Slug as if to further emphasize his point. Jim frowns. "That ANBU captain you murdered in cold blood, my former student, idolized you ever since she was a little girl. You were an inspiration to all women, a feminist symbol. A symbol that a kunoichi can be just as powerful as or more so than any shinobi, should they apply themselves. Never once were the masses suspicious of their alleged 'heroine's' true nature. Can you possibly comprehend how demoralizing it is for such an inspirational figure's name and legacy to become synonymous with treachery?"

"More than you realize, Dr. Kuriarare. Now imagine the irony of several morally deprived nations prolonging nescience over a fallen heroine's gender as if to prevent further degradation to their respective village's collective psyche. Thus, upholding a false political narrative via sophistry and deception."

"Was it all just some cruel, sick joke to you? To inspire a false sense of pride amongst a downcast population, then tear away that very foundation from underneath, casting them further down a dreary couloir of hopelessness? Tell me, nephew, how does someone once so kind and gentle become a backstabbing, megalomaniacal lunatic such as yourself!? What terrible wrong set you on this path? Why betray your family, friends, and fellow countrymen? Was it wealth? Power? Prestige? Does the 'Will of Fire' still mean anything to you?"

"For the record, I'm not your nephew; Naruto Namikaze has been dead longer than you realize. After all, I'm the one who assassinated and sealed his soul within my body—and still to this very day; he's never once stopped bitching about it."