There was a moments silence as the opponents sized eachother up. The ninja they were up against appeared to all be related in some way, looking exactly alike except for their clothing and weapons. They all had jet black hair, which glinted slightly in the low light. Their skin was pale and their eyes flashed blood red, like Kawa's, and they were all well muscled and of medium height. What struck them the most, though, was their age. They all seemed to be around Haku's age
Kasei's opponent carried a giant sword which was wickedly curved and twisted, and was glowing red. It was abour five feet long and it's user rested it across his shoulders. Sora's wore a pair of large cats claws, wearing a white trenchcoat, and was the only one crouching low, glaring. Genma's opponent carried a medium sized metal pole, with a blade extending from each end, and wore a dark blue shinobi outfit. Kawa's opponent, however, carried no weapons, but instead wore a bright yellow jacket laden with small kunai, well over two hundred. Haku was glaring angrily at his sister, who overcame her shock.
"They have fully developed Oookami Bloodlines!" hissed Kawa. "That means they also have the ability to make full transformations, and their senses are fully developed. Not good..." Kawa's wings twitched uneasily as the rest of them, except for Koumei stuck in her staring contest, looked towards her in confusement.
Suddenly, two cries split through the air as the battle began.
"Makyou HyouShou HiJutsu!" the two siblings made a series of one-handed seals, but something in the jutsu went wrong. The dome of mirrors was larger than it was supposed to be. It surrounded everyone. The mirrors were not crystal blue, either. They shimmered black and silver, as the images of Koumei and Haku alternated squares of dark ice.
As the people around her charged forward, Haku and Koumei vanishing and re-appearing here and there, Kawa remained frozen to her spot. She needed to be far away to use her weapons anyways. These ninja have the same bloodline as me. How could that be...? Unless they're members of the Ookami clan, but very few have ever mastered the bloodline. I thought I was the only one to master it in my lifetime.
"I don't know how you have the Ookami's Bloodline, but it's useless against me." Kawa hissed, raising her senbon. She felt the uncomfortable edges of numerous kunai, shuriken, and senbon in her two overloaded weapons pouch pressing against her body. This was going to be a dangerous battle.
In exactly the same moment, senbon met kunai in midair, clattering to the ground. Kawa dashed to the right, and threw six more kunai, taking to the air for a moment. Although the dome resticted her movements, it was large enough to allow her to manuever in battle and avoid interfering with other the battles.
She threw her senbon, aiming for the ninja's face, but he simply moved aside, quickly reaching into his yellow jacket and returning fire with eight kunai. Kawa dodged with little difficulty, and the two opponents threw two weapons in the exact same motion, both making a few seals, and multiplying their projectiles by around forty and showering eachother in metal.
Kawa dashed off to her right again, but three kunai found her shoulder and her leg. She looked over to her opponent, who had only two of her senbon imbedded in his right arm, on the pressure points, rendering it useless. Only two?
She ripped out the three kunai, forcing chakra over her wounds to heal them quickly. Her opponent did the same with her two senbon and they faced eachother once more, thinking the same thing. This is useless, I can't land a decent blow...
They stood for a moment longer, before charging eachother and engaging in bluringly fast taijutsu combat. The ninja in the yellow jacket landed a blow to the side of her head, knocking her back a few feet. She snarled angrily and forced out chakra, turning her hands into daggers. Her body was soon covered in electric blue and silver fur and feathers, which stretched over her clothing and ending with a dark purple beak that glinted dimly in the winter light. Her eyes retained their same blood red colour, and she bounded towards the ninja in the yellow jacket.
He dodged away, and to her suprise, he smiled. Suddenly his face contorted, twisting into a long, pointed snout covered in short blonde hairs. Ears sprouted from his head and his chest enlarged. Four well-muscled legs, complete with elegantly curved black claws, replaced his previous apendages. As Kawa screeched and pounced again, a long bushy tail completed the transformation.
The yellow demon wolf, too large to be a normal one, met her in midair as they clawed and snapped at eachother. The wolf found her throat and struggled to sink his teeth past the thick covering of feathers, as Kawa's back legs tried to split open his stomach. They rolled in the air and landed with a thus on the ground, with the wolf on top, snapping at her legs.
Kawa suddenly brought up her wings, enforcing the edges with chakra, and landed a blow on either side of the wolf demon, cutting through his fur and causing his shoulders to bleed slightly, staining his golden fur red. He snarled and his jaws closed onto her throat with a suffocating force, locking in place. Kawa felt many tiny points begin to penetrate, drawing blood which made the wolf demon growl with pleasure as the taste reached his mouth.
She forced herself upright and swung the demon around, slashing and clawing at it. But it wouldn't release and she was running out of breath. 'Use every advantage you have,' Kawa recalled Koumei's words before the battle. She saw Koumei dashing in and out of mirrors, and avoiding hurting her brother. She stopped thrashing and let the wolf demon dangle from her throat as she tried gasping for breath. Every... advantage.
Suddenly, Kawa abandoned her griffin form as her wings were soaked in black. Her large, well-built form was exchanged for a lean, well-muscled one, and sleek black fur coated her body. Her eyes remained crimson. The sudden change in size caused the other demon wolf's jaws to slacken and she used the opening to jerk backwards.
Her body felt light and fast, and her senses had sharpened incredibly. The surrounding battles, which she had so far managed to ignore, now cut into her mind at least one hundred times louder and clearer. As she skidded to a halt, away from the other wolf's death grip, she realized her wings remained. Strange, she thought, but useful! She launched her lighter, faster, and sleeker body int the air and dived at her opponent. She landed catlike in the place he had been moments before, and charged after him. As they chased eachother around the inside of the dome, weaving in and out of other battles, Kawa saw other wolves ranging in colour all the way from almost as black as her, to pure white.
As her attention shifted back to where she was running, she saw she was headed straight for the golden coloured wolf. She skidded to a halt and quickly brought up her wings, slashing at him before folding them around her sleek form to block his attack.
She was hit hard, but held her ground. He hit again and again, causing blood to flow freely from both her wings, and the joints attaching them to her body, which were being put under great strain by the jolts. But it was just to get the rhythm of his blows. She counted, biting back the pain, one, two, ugh, three, four.... FIVE!
She flung her wings open in between one of his blows, forcing him backwards, and before he could react, she forced a clawed hand, not a fur-covered paw, into his stomach. He gave a yelp of pain, and lashed out. But he stopped moving when another talon plunged into his flesh, and then both of them twisted, ripping out his fur, staining it red, painting the ground. He slumped down and returned to his normal form, which was sickly twisted and ripped open. Kawa shook the blood off her hands and slumped down beside the dead shinobi, exaughtsted.
She released her form, but her wings remained. They were severely injured, and she couldn't draw them in. She examined herself, making sure she wasn't severely injured. Her hands rubbed at her neck, whick was bleeding slightly from about fifteen small holes in it. Luckily none had found a main artery. She relaxed for a moment, sighing, until...
"Kasei!!!" It was Koumei. Kawa stood and spun around to look in the direction of the voice. Her eyes widened as she stared unbelievingly at the sight before her. Oh no, she thought.