rewind AU
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the six had stayed still, suppressing their breaths deep in the woods. their chakra flickered on the edges of his own, fading in every steps he took. another twenty spread around them, slowly gathering close around himself. he was ready.
he prepared a kunai. he was ready.
"it's been a while."
the first kumo-nin emerged from the foliage above him. his palm brushed off the attacker's back, enough for him to leap and killed him in an instance.
"i always thought you'd be the last."
five came down at once. four blown up to smithereens. the fifth fractured his arm before he went down.
"have you been following me, after all this time?" he spread his chakra again. the fourteen men left were changing their formation.
"ha. guess."
"i don't have time for this." he laid out a trap, saving his energy.
"indeed you don't. your time is dripping its last drops."
the voice slithered around the leaves, into the ground, jumping over the blood and dead bodies in his wake. faceless, but he didn't need a name to recognize who was it.
that cold feminine voice accompanied his sleep in these past decades against his wish.
an explosion. eight fell into his trap.
a slash on his back, reddening his vision. two massive chakra approached from the front. gold and silver.
"Izuna—"
the blow stopped just an inch from his heart. around him, images blurred, bodies sprung into life once more. too fast, too fast—oh sage when would this stop—
he glimpsed a pair of purple eyes. he blinked.
and senju tobirama was ten again, perched on a tree, staring at the foliage across the river. a pale, dark haired girl grinned at him.
"now we have time for this," she whispered with that cold feminine voice he knew too well. he cast his eyes downwards.
below, two children were playing by the river.
tobirama was ready.