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The ANBU Chronicles
File #1; Chapter 4 Warning: Explicit violence and with a dash of sadism.
Genma pivoted on his foot, dropped his back pack, and stood behind Sasori, their backs almost touching. He had a special holster strapped to the right side of his leg that carried not only shuriken and kunai, but at least 50 senbon needles. He tensed slightly, getting ready to react in case one appeared. His senses told him that they were surrounded.
"I've got your back," he ground out, trying to sound as professional as possible. He was curious about her reaction and what she would say.
Suddenly, a few dozen kunai cut through the air around them on all sides. Genma's hands immediately drew two kunai from his holster and he managed to duck one. He leaned forward to let two sail behind his back, an inch away from his back. He swore as he deflected a few attacking kunai with his own kunai. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he heard the distinctive clinking of metal against metal and saw a few sparks enter his line of sight.
She scoffed and drew out her kusarigama.
"You're on your own, i Jounin /i ," she said, her voice laced with steel," If you are forever leaning on people, you'll forget to stand on your own two feet!"
The mist in front of Sasori quivered and Genma felt her presence move away from him in a snap. 'Bitch,' he thought and squinted at the mist. Two distinct shapes wavered in the thickening mist and he drew a third kunai. Genma waited patiently. The shape on the right wavered again and he flung the kunai in the blink of an eye. The mist went red for a moment as a fine spray of blood tainted the air with a coppery aroma. A soft thump told Genma that he had struck down one target and that there was one less to take down.
Behind him, he heard twin screams of pain as Sasori presumably took out two of their attackers. 'She's got two already!' he thought. Normally, Genma could care less about keeping score per se but he figured that if he was going to get her cooperation, he'd have to at least best her in something, or prove himself to be equal her skill level. His hands, now free of weapons, flew in a flurry of hand seals and a second later, a ball of glowing blue chakra had gathered in each hand. The two balls floated a little higher above his hands and started to revolve around each other. Then, they divided in half like bacteria and there were 4 balls of chakra moving in a circle in front of him kind of like electrons circling an atom. He concentrated and the balls moved faster. They split again and became 8 balls revolving around some invisible point. Genma took a knee and lifted his hands above him all in one fluid motion.
"Genshiryoku Kunai no Jutsu!" he called out," Rahoui!"
The 8 balls of chakra crackled with energy, electric charges flaring out from them. Then they shot out from his hands in all 8 directions of the compass. Cries of pain were heard left and right as the balls of energy struck targets- some fatal, some superficial. Genma looked around. Blood was everywhere. He could hear the moans and groans of pain from those who had been hit by his attack. Casually, he looked for Sasori. The mist had started to lift and he could now see the bodies of the ninja he had hit. Sasori stood among the injured, her kusarigama in hand. She was swinging the end of the chain that had the ball, her body swaying lightly with the motion of the weapon. Genma watched her for a second, partially relieved that she had had the presence of mind to avoid his jutsu.
Footsteps.
Genma turned around and started a series of seals before he had even seen who was coming. His seals faltered when he saw Sasori running towards him swinging the ball end of the kusarigama. 'What the hell?' he thought. His eyes widened. 'A copy jutsu!' he thought wildly. He started his seals when she threw the ball end of the weapon, it seemed to head straight for his face at first but as it neared, he saw that it was aimed over his left shoulder. The ball spun by his head and a sickening crack was heard followed by a groan of pain and a spray of blood. Genma looked over his shoulder and saw the 'Sasori' who he had originally seen fade into what looked like a middle-aged woman with a line through the Mist hitai-ate headband she wore around her neck. Genma cringed and stepped away from the woman, who dropped to her knees, the ball of the kusarigama embedded a little to left of the center of her face. Her one good eye rolled up in her skull and she slumped over to the right side, her body twitching violently from shock.
"Damn..." Genma whispered.
The true Sasori stalked up to the woman, her face cold and her eyes speaking of the rage that she felt. She gave the chain a tug, trying to free the ball from the woman's skull. It didn't come loose on the first, second, or even the third tug. Annoyed, the kunoichi put her foot on the woman's left shoulder and gave the chain a two-handed tug. The ball came out with a wet pop that made Genma wince slightly. Sasori winced as well and backed away from the woman whose twitching slowed a bit. To Genma's surprise, she knelt and passed a finger over the woman's good eye, closing it. The kunoichi's twitching ceased.
The fog had almost totally lifted and Genma could count the bodies. 5 had been hit by his attack, their bodies destroyed beyond recognition at the points were his attacks had made contact. Further more, some were still alive, writhing in agony, spending their final moments of their wretched life screaming in pain and bleeding out.
Sasori's victims numbered 6 and all but one were silent. As Genma surveyed the carnage, he watched Sasori walk calmly up to the man who was in his final moments, curled around himself, coughing up blood and clutching his stomach. She had apparently ripped him open with the kama end of the kusarigama. As she approached, his eyes widened in fear and he tried to inch away on one elbow while holding his viscera in him with his other arm.
"Get away, d-demon!" the ninja yelled, his eyes betraying his panic.
Sasori paused. Her back was to Genma and he wished he could have seen her face. Her chain was limp in her hand, her fingers tensing and untensing around the chain, unsure of what to do.
"Demon btch from hell!" the ninja yelled, blood spewing from his mouth as he spoke, dribbling out of the corners of his mouth and spraying on her bare legs.
At that insult, Genma watched her lower her head slightly.
"You... you think me to be a demon?" Sasori whispered, her voice quivering slightly.
Genma could only watch. He had never heard Sasori like this before.
Suddenly, she grabbed the ninja by the hair and hauled him up, leaning over slightly so she could stare him in the face. Her voice changed in its emotion as her right hand clutched the kama (sickle) part of the weapon.
"I'll show you a demon!" she spat.
Before Genma could react, the ninja had made a swipe at her Achilles tendon with a kunai he had hidden from her sight, severing it slightly. It didn't stop her from digging the point of the kama into the ninja's throat. She pushed the sharp weapon into the man's neck, just behind his windpipe. He cried out in pain, his pale blue eyes squeezing tears out. Genma watched as the skin on the other side of the man's neck tented and was then broken by the tip of the kama. The man was crying now, his tears flowing steadily down his face which was a rictus of pain and mumbling various pleas for mercy.
"Your pleas fall on deaf ears," Sasori hissed.
Without further hesitation, Sasori yanked the kama forward and pushed his head back, severing the ninja's throat. Dark blood gushed from the wound as the man tilted back, his eyes wide with shock. He fell backwards and his grip around his waist loosened, his viscera spilling onto the ground slowly. Blood pooled around his neck.
Sasori stood up straight and nearly fell over but Genma caught her since he was already near. Her kusarigama clattered to the ground and Genma tried to right her. He brushed the hair out of her face and noticed that her lips were blue. 'What the-' his mind raced,' That kunai must have been poisoned. A fast-acting poison too. I've got to get her somewhere safe!'
Genma hefted Sasori up and placed her in a fireman's carry. The Jounin grabbed their backpacks. He would clean up the mess later but right now, he needed to get her to a doctor or at least somewhere safe.
- Atomic Energy Kunai Technique; Compass
- Fireman's carry, body laying horizontally across one's shoulder's with an arm and a leg hanging over in front of the carrier's body and the carrier holding on by their wrist.
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