Jinzo staggered to his feet.
"Huff… Huff…"
Facing him was Tonka the fat ninja.
He appeared to be laughing and talking shit, but Jinzo could barely hear or see anything.
It was like everything was muffled and he was looking through the small hole of a straw, much like the iconic opening to the James Bond movies.
"Your resolve is impressive. I acknowledge you." Tonka said after a long rant about his strength.
"…"
Jinzo watched the lips of Tonka move, struggling to keep his eyes open.
He gripped his crimson blade, though he could hardly lift it.
'How did I end up here?'
Jinzo could not help but internally laugh at his current predicament. He should have been dead at the bottom of the Bay of Islands.
Now he's risking his life on some island far from home?
Jinzo spat blood and glared at Tonka.
"That look! I see you are prepared to die. Allow me to oblige."
Tonka came charging, holding his mace with both hands and swinging with ferocity.
"..!"
The thoughts came to Jinzo's mind, but the body did not follow. There was nothing he could do.
*DING!*
A disgusting crack echoed in that training field. Jinzo once again was sent flying and landed on his back.
At this point, Jinzo could not feel anything. He may as well not have even been attacked.
'Huh?'
'Where am I?'
"I felt that one!" Tonka exclaimed as he watched the body of Jinzo.
'Oh, that's right. I'm in a fight. Why do I smell red lilies?'
Then a chill ran through Tonka.
"Are you kidding me?"
Like a newborn horse taking its first steps, the legs of Jinzo wobbled as he got to his feet.
"You should be dead! How are you standing?!"
Tonka was talking to someone who was not in the present moment.
Jinzo looked at Tonka with a hazy vision.
His white hair was now stained red. Blood trickled on the right side of his face.
For a split second, Tonka thought he saw the eye of a devil.
Every fiber of Tonka's being was screaming danger.
All he felt when he looked at Jinzo was responsibility and fear.
"This man is dangerous. I must kill him right here and now!"
Tonka summoned his resolve and came at Jinzo with 110% power. The accumulation of the fat ninja's life was all being personified in this last attack.
Jinzo watched Tonka quickly approach. He tried to grasp his sword but it was no use. He dropped it.
"You accept death?!" Tonka said as he swung with his mighty mace.
Perhaps Jinzo's mind had accepted death, but his body didn't.
He ducked, using the remainder of his strength to jump at the upper body of Tonka.
"?"
Wrapping his arms and legs around Tonka, what Jinzo did was nothing short of pure savagery.
Using his teeth, Jinzo tore into the jugular of Tonka, ripping his throat out.
What followed was the burble of Tonka choking on his own blood as he collapsed with Jinzo still attached to him.
As the light faded from Tonka's life, he gazed up at the stars. The exhausted panting of Jinzo in his ear blocked out the sound of the crickets chirping.
Those were the last lights he saw. Tonka wanted to say something to Jinzo, but all that escaped his mouth was a defeated exhale.
Jinzo cocked his head back and gazed at the sky in victory, his suit now completely ruined.
Jinzo spat the foreign blood from his mouth. The only sense he had left was his taste. Oddly enough, the taste was not terrible.
The taste of victory.
In his daze, Jinzo honestly thought he had just lost his mind.
"Fat fuckers blood is gravy."
…
From the trees, Saika watched the final clash between Tonka and Jinzo was awe.
But now after seeing what Jinzo did, something did not sit right with him.
'I thought Grit was fucked up… But Jinzo?'
Saika shook away the bad thoughts. He pondered why on earth someone as happy-go-lucky as Swiss was sailing with such violent companions.
He hoped with all his heart that Swiss was not the same.
Saika put his fear of Jinzo aside and approached.
"Jinzo-san? You okay?" Saika timidly said. He felt it was dangerous so he kept some distance between them.
Jinzo felt the searing pain in his body. He struggled to find an area that didn't feel like it was broken.
An uncomfortable silence took place before Jinzo finally answered.
"You know what?" Jinzo turned his head towards Saika, the blood on the right side of his face illuminated by the moonlight.
"I feel great."
"…"
With utmost caution, Saika offered Jinzo a helping hand.
["HASH SLINGING SL-.."]
*SWOOSH!*
"997."
'BLEUFHSH!'
Meanwhile, the internal damage inflicted by Gai Naxler's techniques had Swiss feeling like he just drank a bottle of bleach.
Regardless, Swiss kept standing and coming at Gai Naxler.
His insides were on fire. His body was covered in superficial cuts. If he were to jump in a pool of lemon juice right now the pain would be unbearable.
"Why do you stand? Your swordsmanship is amateur at best. Against one of the seven ninja swordsmen from the village hidden in the fog, you are like a mere ant beneath my feet."
"Trolololol. It's because I have an appointment scheduled with your mother."
*SWOOSH, SWOOSH!*
"998. 999."
"GAK!"
Swiss fell and his face nudged against the ground. The gentle sound of the ocean could be faintly heard from the beach.
'I lost once again...'
Swiss thought back to the countless beatings that Stacy Mayah had given him.
'Damn it all. What the fuck am I even doing here? I should have just stayed in Zealandia and lived a humble life. I'm not strong. I'm not cut out for this shit…'
"Stand and die with dignity." Gai Naxler ordered.
"…bastard"
At death's door, all Swiss could think about were those days spent with the Stacy family. Compared to the pain he was feeling now, his training was child's play.
He had a flashback to his sparring sessions.
Mayah had beaten him senseless. After a while, Swiss started to experiment with different tactics.
["What are you doing..?"
Stacy Mayah pouted her lips at the shameful attempt of a stance displayed by Swiss.
"Trololol. Anything you can do, I can do better!"
Stacy Mayah rolled her eyes and dashed at him.
["FINAL MARCH!"]
["FINAL MARCH!"]
'OOF!'
Swiss had been violently stabbed in the stomach with her wooden sword.
"Idiot! Did you think copying me would work? That's it, I'm going inside.."
When Mayah stormed off, Swiss lay on the grass cursing his luck.
"Fuck fuck fuck! Nothing fucking works! How does she have so much range with those tiny arms?!"
Swiss was being hard on himself at this moment. In truth, he came rather close to hitting her first.
"Damn it. If only I had longer limbs!"
Swiss laughed at his logic. It reminded him of how Zoro figured that having three swords would be better than one or two.
Mathematics of the brainless.]
"..!"
An idea came to Swiss.
'Trololol. Fuck it. I'm dead if I try the same shit again anyway'
He stood to his feet once again.
"How admirable." Said Gai Naxler condescendingly.
Words came out of Swiss' mouth without him even thinking.
"Shut the fuck up noob. The only thing admirable is my cock in your mother's mouth."
Gai Naxler's blood boiled intensely and his eyes spat hatred. He instantly came at Swiss with lethal intentions.
"Time to end this!" Gai Naxler dashed towards Swiss with his ninja katana
"That's my line!" Swiss elegantly grasped his cutlass.
["WALTZ IN THE MIST!"]
Naxler's blade became a blur.
["FINAL-"]
With Stacy Mayah in his memory Swiss thrust forward.
["MARCH!"]
Silence. What followed was the dripping of blood.
"…Impossible."
Gai Naxler looked down to see the cutlass of Swiss piercing his heart. As the blood exited his chest the world went cold.
The calm of the beach ushered him to the afterlife.
"Hufff…huff…" Swiss panted as he removed his blade from the ninja swordsman.
A triumphant resonance took hold of him. He held both his arms out wide.
"WOOOOOOOOOOOO!" His scream of victory broke the silence.
He wiped the blood off his blade, inspecting the body of the ninja swordsman.
'I fucking did it!'
"…how?" a faint voice called from below.
"Hmm?" Swiss crouched down to better hear Gai Naxler.
"Never in a million years should…" The sad reality hit Gai Naxler like an avalanche, "Should you have won."
"How?" Swiss mused, placing his hand on his chin.
He darted his eyes towards the short katana of Gai Naxler. Then he pointed his cutlass up to the moon.
"It was a simple matter of length," Swiss told him.
[swiss: lawl]
[swiss: ur pp small my pp big]
"Haha… ridiculous." These were the final airy words of the ninja swordsman.
…
"OIIIII! SWISS!"
Bakato shouted from a distance.
"Oooo, Bakato. You just missed the finale."
Bakato gave a concerned look at the cuts all over the body of Swiss, "You look like you just went for a swim in a pool of razor blades."
Swiss chuckled and gave Bakato a nonchalant smile, "Trolol. Something like that. Ow!"
Swiss almost fell but Bakato caught him,
"Take it easy!" the young ninja commanded.
"No time. We need to back up the braddas. Status report?"
"Sensei is catching up to Lord Third. Saika and Pandora went to back up your friends. What should we do?" asked Bakato, hoisting Swiss' arm around his shoulder.
"All we can do is trust in Grit and Jinzo. As for us, we need to hurry to Raito."
"Okay!"
Musashi Raito had made no progress against the Kraken form of Crixci.
All he managed to do was get propelled towards the numerous buildings around Namigakure, destroying many of them in the process.
Not that it mattered. Crixci had pretty much destroyed the surrounding area outside the Yokage Mansion, including the mansion's outer wall.
"Tch! This is getting nowhere!" Musashi Raito complained.
He felt like he was in the midst of a Sisyphean task. His efforts felt futile.
"Bah!"
Musashi Raito face palmed himself. The genius of the waves was known for his resourcefulness. There had to be a way…
That's when Musashi Raito honed his vision on the Kraken head of Crixci. He saw two massive targets he could aim for.
"Haha, of course. How did I not think of that?"
He felt the tanto blade in his hands and thought back to his father.
His father adored Namigakure despite his ostracism. Now it was time for Musashi Raito to carry the torch.
"Lord Third, Father, watch over me!"
Like a laser beam, he sprinted at Crixci's massive form.
Tentacles came at him, but with masterful body control and athleticism, Musashi Raito dodged several attacks.
He jumped and scaled up a tentacle towards the head of Crixci.
["HARIKAR-"]
Just when he was about to launch himself, a tentacle comes whipping at him from out of nowhere.
"!"
Swiss had gathered himself and was now walking on his own.
In fact, he and Bakato were running. Though Bakato was getting a little frustrated…
"Pick up the pace, Swiss! C'mon!"
"I'm moving as fast as I can!… Dafuq?"
Bakato and Swiss had made it to the center of the village where rubble and debris littered the area like it was the conclusion of Dressrosa.
"Holy shit. Looks like a tornado came through."
That's when they were joined by the rest of the gang.
"Oi oi!" Grit was somehow managing to walk despite his busted ankles.
Pandora worriedly doted over him as if Grit dying would be her responsibility.
"Ayeee, Grit. I see you handled your business. You look like shit tho." Swiss teased.
"I look how I feel." Grit curtly replied.
"You don't look too good yourself, Swissan…" Jinzo's voice called from the distance.
"Holy fuck, Jinzo! You look the worst out of all of us!" Swiss declared.
Jinzo and Saika joined the group. Everybody noticed Saika's expression. He looked like he just witnessed a puppy being murdered.
"Are you okay, Saika?" Pandora said in a nurturing tone.
"Excuse me? The dude doesn't have a scratch on him. Your concern is better directed at us." Swiss barked.
"We're wasting time!" Bakato blurted, "We need to reach sensei!"
"Ah, right," Swiss said.
"Where is he anyway?" Jinzo wondered.
"Oh, I don't know… Maybe in the fucking direction of those loud noises." Grit added.
It was then that a body came crashing down towards them.
"Nani?"
The body tossed and tumbled until it landed near the feet of the gang.
"S-… sensei?!" Bakato said.
"… ugh."
Musashi Raito stood and wiped the blood from his chin, "Glad you could all join me."
"Damn bruh, you look like you're getting rekt," Swiss told him.
Musashi Raito checked out the injuries of Swiss company, "You look like you GOT 'rekt'…"
"Woww, touche'. Trololol."
"Who sent you flying, Raito-san?" Jinzo asked.
Musashi Raito simply pointed in response.
"Oh…"
They all caught a glimpse of the Kraken wreaking havoc in Namigakure through the dust clouds.
"Holy tits!" Swiss gasped in disbelief, "Something fishy is going on here…"
"I hate you sometimes." Grit coldly remarked.
"Agreed," Jinzo added.
"This is no time for jokes! Are we doing this?" Bakato said as he rallied the troops.
"No, you all stay back. Swiss co. is injured and you three are just children."
"Hey! That's unfair! Whatever happened to 'teamwork', sensei?!" Bakato shouted.
"I agree. We're coming with," Saika said.
Pandora raised a fist and nodded with determination.
"Facts. Don't be such a cunt, Raito." Swiss then told him.
"Can we even help? I can barely stand." Grit mentioned.
"Strangely, I'm feeling better. Still, I'm at my limit." Jinzo softly noted.
Saika flinched, holding back a feeling of dread towards Jinzo.
"Wow, I didn't realize I was sailing with a pair of bitches. Fine, you guys stay here. I'm going."
"Fuck you…" Grit spat.
"That's cold, Swissan. You know we can't let you go alone." Jinzo sighed.
Upon hearing the words of his companions, a sly smile curved itself on Swiss' face.
"Good! Because I have an idea."
With a pained groan, Swiss rummaged through the pockets of his shorts and pulled out a small baggie.
Jinzo's eyes widened, "Is that-.."
"That it fucking is," Swiss said matter of factly.
"What is it?" Team G all said in confused unison.
Musashi Raito recognized the white powdery substance in the see-through baggie immediately, "It's sped."
"Bingo!" Swiss snapped his fingers and pointed at Musashi Raito like he won a quiz show, "Bakato, may I borrow your headband for a moment?"
"Um, sure?"
Bakato untied his ninja headband and gave it to Swiss.
Swiss then placed it on a thick slab of debris and prepared some fat lines of Sped on the metal of the headband.
*SNORT!*… "FUCK THAT'S SOME GOOD SHIT!" Swiss exclaimed, twitching his nose and wiping the powder from it.
He motioned to Jinzo and Grit, who both rolled their eyes and crouched down.
Jinzo snorted his lines like a pro.
After a shy 'I've never done this before', Grit did the same.
Swiss then looked to Musashi Raito, "You in?"
Musashi Raito held back the memories of his mother's past and replied calmly, "No, and I don't think you guys should have either."
"Oh hush!" Swiss waved his hand dismissively, "If we didn't then I doubt we would be able to help. Just trust us!"
Musashi Raito struggled with the irony of a damaging narcotic coming to help him out in his time of need.
He gazed deep into the amber eyes of Swiss and detected an absurd aura. It amazed Musashi Raito how someone could be so serious yet so trivial at the same time.
"Fine. Do what you want. I'll pass." Musashi Raito said.
"Trololol. More for us."
"Since you idiots are done with.. Whatever that was. Can we do this?"
Pandora's words were like the sounding of the drum.
The brows of Team G and Swiss company all stiffened. A goal-driven, borderline animalistic expression had painted itself on their faces.
"YOSH! LEZZ FUCKING GEDDIT!"
The seven of them walked down what used to be the main street leading to the clearing near the Yokage Mansion with Musashi Raito in the middle.
Swiss was to his right. He glanced at either side and could not help but feel inspired.
He had realized what he was taking part in right now was nothing short of an epic One Piece walking sequence. The OST 'Overtaken' played in his head.
They caught up to the Kraken-formed Crixci who had moved around to create as much destruction as possible.
"Yo. Crixci of the Mountains." Musashi Raito boldly called to him.
"Eh?" The massive eyes of the Kraken peered down at them.
"Time to die."
As if what Musashi Raito said was the signal, they all sprung into action.
"TROLOLOLOL! Let's do this Jinzo!"
Like pestering flies, Pandora and Saika created a distraction, jumping toward Crixci.
"Pitiful!" Crixci roared as he effortlessly swiped them away with his tentacles.
"Pandora! Saika!" Jinzo hollered.
"Focus!" Swiss shouted at him.
The two of them had scaled along a tentacle on either side of Crixci while he was distracted by the young ninjas.
["FINAL MARCH!"]
["CRIMSON OOLONG!"]
With everything they had left, Swiss and Jinzo shot themselves towards the large eyes of Kraken-form Crixci with a stab.
"AHHHH!" Crixci shook his head violently and swiped Jinzo and Swiss down into the rubble.
"Now, Grit!"
Grit did not need to be told by Swiss.
Crixci was unable to detect Grit's approach.
Grit planted his foot down and twisted his body in a mighty swing at the blubbery mass of the Kraken. "RAH!"
"!"
A nasty cut opened and blood poured out, showering Grit. "…yuck."
"Now, Bakato!"
"Right!"
["KAGE-KAGE-NO BUNSHIN!"]
*POOF* x15.
The heat of the moment allowed Bakato to surpass his max limit of ten clones.
They stood on each other's shoulders, forming a ladder of Bakato's that went towards the sky.
Once the human ladder was fully erect, Bakato's true body jumped from its apex, with Musashi Raito alongside him.
*POOF!* x15
Bakato then unsummoned his clones, before summoning them again four at a time.
*POOF!* x4
These four clones would then act as a platform for Musashi Raito and Bakato to jump further into the sky.
["KAGE-KAGE-NO SKY HOPPING!"]
They did this a few times until they were at a sufficient height.
"This good enough, sensei?"
"Yes! Do it!"
High above the village, Bakato grabbed at the feet of Musashi Raito and started spinning down towards the earth.
The rotational force they generated was incredible. This, alongside the power of gravity, was the perfect catalyst for what happened next.
"GO, SENSEIIII!"
Bakato then threw Musashi Raito, sending him plummeting with his tanto blade.
Down-
Down into the open mouth of Crixci, who was groaning in pain.
["HARAKIRI"]
Like a falling star-
["SUNRISE!"]
That keeps the dream alive.
…
Musashi Raito had flown into the back of his throat.
Out the other side came Musashi Raito bursting through.
Crixci's eyes went cloudy, "Gack!"
The flailing of tentacles stopped and went limp. What followed was an eerie silence.
"GG?" Swiss wondered out loud.
That's when the Kraken form of Crixci started retracting until finally all that was left was Crixci's original form laying on the ground with a hole in his throat.
"GG! Ow!" Swiss tried to jump for joy but the pain was too much.
Jinzo and Grit dusted themselves off and joined alongside Swiss.
"We won..?" Jinzo asked.
"Hmmm." Was all Grit replied.
"WE DID IT!" cried Bakato as he crashed down into the street.
Pandora and Saika, who had been terribly damaged by the single swipe of Crixci's tentacle, grimaced as they finally made their way back to the others.
"Sensei?" Saika said with an unfamiliar lack of confidence.
"Ah, I'm right here."
Musashi Raito joined them, his body fully covered in Crixci's blood.
"Jesus Christ, you look like a used tampon." Swiss joked.
"…" Musashi Raito did not react to Swiss anymore. He simply rolled his eyes.
They stood in a circle around Crixci's body. His muscular dark body would have been the hallmark of any great ninja.
"Man, I'm beat! I sure hope Hitori Noodles wasn't destroyed." Swiss said.
"Don't say something like that!" Bakato cried.
Then from the outskirts, Namigakure and Anaki ninja alike had come to see the conclusion of the battle.
"Crixci is defeated!" A villager cried.
"It's over!"
"HOORAY!" everyone rejoiced. The Anaki hanged their heads in defeat.
The gang turned to face the commotion, "I guess this makes us heroes?" Jinzo said.
"If anyone is the hero, it's me!" Bakato smugly retorted.
They laughed and celebrated. Patting each other on the back and giving high-fives.
Perhaps they spoke too soon…
"You bastards!"
Crixci's gurgled voice created despair in the atmosphere.
"!"
They turned to see Crixci standing with a killer look in his eyes.
"Fucking zoans and their regen!" Swiss tried to prepare for another battle but he was finished.
"Damn it.." Grit regrettably uttered.
"Haha…" Jinzo put his face into his hand, "hahahahahah!" he laughed hysterically like a maniac before passing out. Even his snores were soft.
Crixci sinisterly gazed at Team G and Swiss company. He had the hypnotizing eyes of a predator that made them stand as if frozen.
The only one able-bodied enough was Musashi Raito.
He gritted his teeth, "Tch!", reaching into the small bag attached to his belt and taking out a kunai.
But it was not necessary.
The ground below Crixci's feet erupted.
Out came a fist, followed by a head of red hair.
It happened in slow motion. Swiss observed Bakato's surprise attack with anticipation.
'That retard! Did he not learn?'
Crixci was even taller than Grit. There was no way Bakato's uppercut was going to reach his chin.
Only that wasn't his target this time.
["ONE MILLION YEARS OF IN-FERTILIZATION!"]
His fist planted itself firmly into the groin of Crixci, so hard that it lifted Crixci from the ground.
That was the finishing blow.
'OOF!'