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Quinn felt sick as she looked into the crazed eyes of the other woman, there was a manic sort of panic in them that said that her sanity was holding on by the tiniest of threads. She had never seen anyone look that terrified and desperate before.
"Where is my sister?" She snarls, taking a step towards them, the ground cracking under her feet.
Hizashi and Yugao both adjust their stances, "We don't know who you're talking about, there's nobody here but-." Hizashi answers, his voice firm and steady, but he is interrupted.
"LIAR!" The jinchūriki screams, "HER SCENT, YOU HAVE HER SCENT ON YOU!"
"There is nobody here but us." Hizashi responds.
"JUST… Just… please, just tell me where she is, please, just tell me where Yoko is, please." She's shaking now, and Quinn can see the tears welling in the other girl's eyes, "She's my little sister and she's all I have, please, we don't have to fight just give her back to me, please!"
Quinn could sense the despair coming from her and it made her wish that she did know where the other woman's sister was. If Ino went missing, Quinn didn't know what she would do.
"I'm sorry, but there's nobody here but us-" Hizashi tries to explain once again, but is interrupted as the jinchūriki takes another step towards them.
"Listen, I can smell her scent on one of you, it's faint but it's there, please, just give her back to me, please! She's only twelve years old, she has long blonde hair, a bit lighter than mine, she… she usually wears it up in a ponytail, she has… she has bright blue eyes and… and… and she was doing a mapping expedition with her team in the area, she's only a genin-" She stops abruptly when she hears Quinn's horrified gasp.
A blue eyed, blonde haired girl, only a genin… only mapping out the area… "Oh god…" Quinn whispers softly, the guilt comes slamming into her as she realizes what had happened. Quinn's eyes are wide with horror and guilt as she looks into the eyes of the other woman.
A second is all it takes for her to interpret the look on Quinn's face, "No…" She whispers as tears begin to stream down her face.
Quinn was almost certain that the pain she could sense coming off the other woman would kill her, "I… I didn't… I mean… I'm… I'm so, so, sorry, I-"
"Rin, no!" Yugao snaps, but it's too late.
The overwhelming pain that the other woman was feeling quickly and violently shifts into rage, and the blue wisps of flames that had been surrounding her body become an inferno as the flames coalesce into a cloak of chakra, two tails whipping violently behind her, "Sorry…" she growls, "SORRY! YOU MURDERED YOKO DIDN'T YOU, YOU KILLED HER!"
"I… I'm so sorry, I… I didn't…" Didn't what!?, Quinn asks herself viciously, didn't murder a twelve-year-old girl, didn't murder this poor woman's little sister.
Quinn gazes into the demonic yellow eyes of the other woman and all Quinn can do is says, "I'm sorry…"
The jinchūriki moves fast and Quinn would have been dead right there, her head slashed right off if Yugao hadn't reacted so quickly and shoved her out of the way.
"RRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUGGH!" The jinchūriki screams in rage, her eyes locked onto Quinn. She could feel it, pure and unfiltered hatred. She would not rest until she was dead and Quinn… Quinn didn't know if she had it in herself to fight. She had murdered the woman's sister, she deserved to die.
It was one thing to fight and kill in defense of others but that wasn't the case here. Quinn had murdered this woman's sister in cold blood, why, because they were in a hurry. Those terrified blue eyes of that girl she had killed still haunted her. It was fair, wasn't it, a life for a life, her life for the little sister's life, Yoko?
Having been made to miss her target once, the jinchūriki wastes no time in leaping after her prey, intent on tearing her to shreds.
This time it's Hizashi who interferes, leaping into to fight the jinchūriki head on, his arms a flurry of blows as he tries to pierce the chakra cloak.
"Rin, RUN!" Yugao orders, before rushing in to help Hizashi.
But Quinn can't do it, she can't move, she can only sit there on her hands and knees, looking on. Whoever, whatever, had brought her here should never have done that. They should have let her die in that wreck. That girl would still be alive if she had never been brought here. The pain that she could feel coming from the other woman was worse than anything Quinn had ever felt before. It was true loss, true loneliness. It was agony at its most visceral and brutal.
No one should ever have to feel that kind of pain and no one should ever, ever, be the cause of it. She'd done this unforgivable thing, she deserved to die. Death and the deepest pit of whatever hell existed. She was a monster worse than any demon that the other woman might contain.
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Yugao quickly steps back and Hizashi moves in to take her place. The two of them were fighting with everything that they had, but it wasn't enough. They weren't facing a shinobi, they were facing a force of nature and it was going berserk.
As soon as the jinchūriki had begun to describe her sister, Yugao had instantly figured out that it was the kid that Rin had taken down and quick glance to Hizashi had shown that he figured it out too. It was bad, but if they could convince the jinchūriki that the girl was not with them, get her to move on then maybe they wouldn't have to fight.
Unfortunately, that went out the window almost instantly. Her student was too smart for her own good sometimes and had figured it out as well. But while Hizashi and she had the training, the time, and the experience to be able to set something like that aside, Rin didn't. Her gasp of horror had been all that the jinchūriki had needed to clue into her sister's fate as well.
Yugao was fast and had great reflexes, very few shinobi could equal her, and few still could claim to be faster, it was a miracle that she got to Rin before the jinchūriki, shoving her out of the way. She had ordered her student to run, but she hadn't, she was frozen where she had landed when Yugao had shoved her.
Rin had the potential to make a perfectly fine kunoichi one day, but this right here proved what Yugao had known from the beginning, ANBU was not for her. This mission was much too intense and much too dangerous for someone with Rin's psychological condition to handle, and yet the Hokage had insisted. Why? Well… she knew why, but she wasn't sure she agreed… in fact, no, she wholeheartedly disagreed. This was wrong and her student should never had been brought here in the first place.
And now it looked like she would never leave, hell, none of them would. A jinchūriki was their villages ultimate weapon, a force of nature. And this one had gone berserk. Yugao could think of maybe a handful of shinobi who might be able to go head to head with a rampaging jinchūriki and unfortunately none of them were here at the moment.
With prep time, with a good, solid, well prepared team, then maybe, maybe she could have pulled off a win, but still it would be with heavy casualties. And Hizashi, while a skilled jōnin, was a member of the branch house of the Hyuga clan and didn't have access to the most devastating of the gentle fist techniques which were sorely needed.
No, she was going to die today, as was Hizashi, there was no getting around that. She accepted that, but she had hoped that maybe her student would survive, but now… it was all Yugao and Hizashi could do to keep the raging jinchūriki away, and Rin was frozen in place, overwhelmed by guilt.
She wasn't equipped to handle a situation like this, and in truth most people weren't. It took a lot of time and experience and a certain level of detachment to accept a situation like this. Right now Rin wasn't thinking of her actions as those of a shinobi, of taking out an enemy combatant, she was viewing them through a different eyes.
The jinchūriki was bathed in a chakra cloak of blue flames that took the shape of a two tailed cat. The chakra was so concentrated that it made the air around them thick, filled almost with a kind of burning miasma. Still she and Hizashi had to fight on, better to die fighting than die doing nothing. She sees Hizashi get knocked off balance and rushes in to defend him, blocking the claws of the jinchūriki with her blade, and leaving notches along the edge.
She quickly pulls back and duck low before dashing forward, trying to pierce through the chakra cloak but to no avail. The sword can't penetrate the chakra. The jinchūriki grabs the blade with her bare hands and rips it away from her, tossing Yugao's sword aside. Then faster than Yugao could blink, she feels her throat constrict as the jinchūriki wraps a hand around her neck and lifts her off the ground and begins to squeeze.
The chakra burned her skin and her throat was being crushed and for a moment Yugao's vision is clouded with bright dots of light, and then the pressure is gone and the jinchūriki's grip is released and Yugao falls to the ground. Hizashi had regained his bearings and had leapt back into the fray. His arms a whirlwind of motion as he strikes at their foe, knocking blue wisps of flame away with every strike. Yugao's eyes scan the battle field, her sword was too far away to go for, not without abandoning Hizashi and so she draws a shorter wakizashi blade.
Hizashi meanwhile had been pushed back onto the defensive, quickly and deftly dodging the furious claws and chakra tail strikes of the raging kunoichi. Hizashi leaps into the air twirling in a corkscrew motion, passing over a slash of a claw and a swipe of one of the tails simultaneously. He is then caught in the gut by a kick and knocked back.
Yugao dashes forward desperate to reach him, but she knows she is going to be too late. The jinchūriki has leapt into the air and is bringing a giant chakra claw down on Hizashi's head. For a moment the world stops and Yugao is certain that she is about to lose a friend and comrade. And then just before the blow lands, Hizashi begins to glow with chakra and spins. The fabled Kaiten, the Heavenly Rotation, the ultimate defense of the Hyūga clan. It was a technique preciously guarded and reserved for the main branch, and yet Hizashi knew it and it had saved his life.
The jinchūriki's chakra claw clashed against the rotating dome of chakra created by Hizashi and the beast was forced to pull back. Hizashi quickly ends the technique, breathing heavily as Yugao moves to stand by him.
"That's quite a trick to have up your sleeve." Yugao says breathless as the three combatants take a second to catch their breath.
"I wasn't sure it was going to work, I'd never been able to use it until now. But, considering I was about to lose my head, I thought why not give it a try, lucky time to get it right."
Yugao can't help the bark of laughter that escapes, it was just so incredibly absurd that there was nothing else to do.
"I don't like this, I don't know how much longer we can hold her off." Yugao says, glancing back at her student who is still paralyzed with guilt.
"If you have any ideas, now is the time to try, it looks like she's ready to go another round." Hizashi says, gesturing to their foe.
The jinchūriki was breathing heavily, her eyes closed tight. The chakra around her was flailing around more violently than ever and the demonic chakra was getting heavier. She was drawing upon more of the beast's power.
"I might be able to provide an opening, but you'll need to make the kill shot, stop her heart." Yugao says quietly.
Hizashi gives a subtle nod of his head. "I'm ready when you are." He says adjusting his stance slightly, ready to go on the offensive.
Yugao nods her head, it was time to activate her ultimate technique. "Sacred Leaf Art: Phase Five, Dance of the Full Moon!"
Five of her void clones spring into action just as the jinchūriki opens her eyes. Her cloak flares as she slashes at the first clone to arrive, her attack passing right through as the void clone strikes her, moving through her chakra cloak and body and passing behind her, ripping pieces of the chakra cloak away. Then the second one hits, slashing through her and ripping more of the cloak away. Then the next and the next, and the next. Each time, with each clone the jinchūriki slashes at the approaching clone, before shrieking in agony as her chakra is violently ripped from her body.
Yugao follows closely behind as her last void clone rips away the last of the chakra cloak. Yugao's wakizashi poised to strike the jinchūriki with a killing blow. But more than a jinchūriki, Yugito Nii was also a skilled kunoichi in her own right, and she manages to fight through the paralyzing pain and barely dodges Yugao's strike. However, in doing so she stepped right into Hizashi's attack, his palm pushing forward, slamming into her chest and shoving his chakra through her system and into her heart. A killing blow.
Yugito Nii goes flying back, eyes rolled into the back of her head, stumbling and crashing due to the force of the blow.
For a moment Hizashi and Yugao breathe a sigh of relief, unable to believe that it worked, as they stare at the unmoving form of the jinchūriki. They were both spent, Hizashi's Kaiten was an incomplete technique used against a powerful foe and it had been draining, while Yugao's technique was a huge drain on her reserves. And neither of them had entered this battle fresh. For one glorious moment they thought it was truly over.
And then the jinchūriki gasps for breath, sitting up quickly as blue flames cover her and her chakra cloak reforms. Her eyes are crazed and she looks unhinged as she climbs to her feet, glaring at them with an ugly snarl.
Before either Hizashi or herself can even blink, the jinchūriki has crossed the distance between them, planting her fist into Hizashi's face, shattering his nose, while whirling into a vicious round house kick, catching Yugao in the chest and cracking her sternum. Both Konoha jōnin fight through the pain and catch themselves to keep from crashing, but neither of them have a moment to breath. The jinchūriki is on them attacking with an unmatched ferocity.
Yugao attempts to slash at the jinchūriki with her blade, but is forced to drop low to avoid being caught in the face with a fireball that the jinchūriki spits out at her. Hizashi tries to counter attack and is caught by one of the tails whipping around them, wrapping itself around his waist and slamming him into the ground, he barely manages to roll out of the way as the jinchūriki slams her foot into the ground, cracking the earth where his head had just been.
"Sacred Leaf Art: Dance of the-uurrghk!" Yugao's technique is interrupted with a chakra cloaked claw to her stomach, piercing deep inside of her. The pain is unreal and she faintly hears the cries of Hizashi and her student. The pain and pressure are intense and then the pressure in her belly is gone and for a moment she thinks she is flying, before realizing that the jinchūriki has tossed her aside like a piece of trash.
Yugao lands with a dull, jarring thud. Her breathing is ragged as she tries to compress the wound on her stomach with her left hand and tries to push herself up to her feet with her right. But its not enough, and she doesn't even manage to get her to her knees. She watches as Hizashi reengages the jinchūriki, fighting furiously, his arms a blur, striking at the beast, but to no avail.
The jinchūriki breaks through his onslaught, grabs him by the face and then slams his head into the ground, she then lifts his head up and repeats the process three more times. Yugao's eyes flit to her student who is openly weeping, and a flash of fear passes through her.
"Rin! Run!" Yugao cries out, her voice slightly strangled as she coughs up blood. "Go!" She screams, trying to get up, managing to make it to her knees before a sharp pain in her abdomen rips through her, sapping her of her strength and forcing her back to the ground. She didn't want her student to die, she wanted to protect her, but she couldn't. She could do nothing except watch as the jinchūriki stalked towards her purposefully.
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She could hear the battle raging nearby and could feel the pressure of the demonic chakra. The last time she had felt chakra like this was when she was little girl, the night of the Kyuubi attack. Though the memories were faded and faint. Hana struggles to her feat, fighting against her own body to do so. She couldn't do nothing, she couldn't just lay there.
Hizashi, Yugao, Nami, Rin, she had let all of them down. She had failed to protect Nami Yamata, their entire reason for being here. If Rin and Yugao hadn't shown up when they did, she would be dead already. Hana manages to get to her feet before her legs give out underneath her. She stumbles and falls but manages to catch herself on the cave wall and keep herself up. She didn't know if she had the strength to climb to her feet again.
Hana looks back at Nami and then around at the three brothers, her faithful companions. The brothers had given everything for her. Step by step, inch by inch Hana makes her way towards the exit of the cave. Her body is screaming at her in protest, begging her to stop. The electric burns, the wind cuts, each and every part of her body was in pain. Her head was pounding, and she could feel herself shaking and still she fought on.
The light at the end of the tunnel, pushing forward to that light. She had to help, she couldn't just lay there, she couldn't do nothing.
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Quinn could only look on helplessly as the jinchūriki took down her sensei and Hizashi. Her fault, this was all her fault. If she had never been reborn into this world, hell, if she had never existed in the first place, then none of this would have happened. That girl would still be alive, her sensei and Hizashi wouldn't be clinging to life.
The guilt was eating her alive, she wanted to die, she wanted it to be over, she wanted to escape this wretched existence of hers, she wanted… she wanted Ino. She wanted her sister, and she wanted Naruto and Sakura, she wanted her mother and father. She wanted to live happily and peacefully with them.
But what she wanted didn't matter. She didn't matter. She was an anathema, an abomination. No matter what world she lived in all she caused was pain and suffering. She can feel the heat of the black flames begin to creep into the back of her mind.
Amaterasu.
She wanted to escape the vicious, angry heat of those black flames. This was for the best. All she did was hurt people. She'd hurt those she had loved back in her old world. She had disappointed her mother, shamed her father, betrayed Santana and Brittany. She had lied to Finn. She had bullied and harassed Rachel. Here, she had helped to lead her sister and friends into the darkness of the shinobi world, she had lied and betrayed the trust of her mom and dad. There was nothing redeemable about her.
Her blank eyes look up at the woman standing over her and finally some life returns to her. "Do it." Quinn says softly, "Kill me, I deserve it."
The woman is looking down at her with rage and contempt, her fingers flexing, twitching with anticipation. Her chakra cloak flaring hotter than ever, the twin tails whipping behind her in agitation.
Quinn leans back on her knees, opening herself up to be an easier, more vulnerable target. "End it, take your revenge." Quinn says, her voice taking on a slightly hysterical edge to it. The fear was getting to her, her cowardice and will to live was fighting against her knowledge that she deserved to die. She really was a coward at heart.
"Do it!" Quinn cries out, spreading her arms wide, ready to receive death. She closes her eyes, her mind drifting to her family. She wanted her last thoughts to be of them, of her father and mother, of Ino.
She hears the blood curdling cry of the jinchūriki, the hum of her claws as she brings them down, and then she felt the spray of liquid splatter against her, and when Quinn opens her eyes she sees she is covered in blood, but not her own. Standing in front of her, arms spread wide as the jinchūriki's claws split her from shoulder to hip is Hana.
All sensation and feeling leave Quinn as Hana begins to fall to the ground, and Quinn barely manages to catch her before she hits the ground. Quinn cradles the girl in her arms and as she does so she looks into the glassy wide eyes of Hana Inuzuka who had died instantly.
"Hana?" Quinn whimpers, unable to believe it. She had been so focused on the jinchūriki and acceptance of her own death that she hadn't sensed the other girl's arrival.
"Hana please…. Please, wake up." Quinn pleads softly. She just couldn't understand it, Hana couldn't possibly be dead. Hana had a full life ahead of her, she had her dogs to take care of. She had a mother and a brother and a clan waiting for her. They were supposed to go on a date if they got out of this together.
"Hana, no…"
"Did you care for her?" A viciously gleeful voice asks, "was she important to you?"
Quinn looks up blankly at the jinchūriki standing over them, a cruel smile is on her face.
"You're in pain, shall I kill the others too, before I end your miserable existence?" She shrieks.
Quinn stares up in disbelief, "Hana didn't do anything." Her voice is soft and weak, she just couldn't understand it. Why kill Hana? Hana was innocent. Quinn was the guilty one, killing her was justice, but killing Hana served no purpose. "Why, why did… Hana never did anything to you?"
Quinn just couldn't wrap her mind around it.
"She deserved to die, you all deserve to die, you killed my sister!" The jinchūriki roars.
Quinn shakes her head, Hana didn't deserve to die. The disbelief and the guilt disappear in an instant, and are replaced with that same foreign rage from before. That white-hot anger that had fueled her technique as she had fought against that Kumo jōnin was back, more furious than ever. It was feeding off of her own rage.
Hana didn't deserve to die, Hana deserved to live a long and happy life. But now she was gone, this woman had killed her. She had killed Hana and she seemed happy about it. Quinn hated her, hated her more fiercely than she had ever hated anyone or anything in her entire life. Quinn didn't know it was possible to feel hatred like this.
Fire begins to course through her as she starts to convert her chakra. She reaches her threshold point in a matter of seconds, quicker than she had ever managed it before. But now, instead of slowly trying to control the conversion she would just let the fire chakra run loose and consume her. If the conversion wasn't carefully managed, and if you lost control of the flames you essentially became a massive human shaped bomb. The ultimate suicide technique if not handled carefully, and Quinn no longer cared. Let it end now, because it didn't matter how powerful this demon bitch was, she wouldn't survive this.
She could feel the flames coursing through her, consuming her every cell, as every bit of chakra was converted into the flame element. The inferno inside of her was reaching its breaking point, total conversion was upon her. Earth could be molded, lightning could be guided, water could be shaped, and wind could be directed. But fire…
Fire was an entirely different beast.
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xXx-Author's Note-xXx
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Well, here you go, the next chapter. I finished it much quicker than I had anticipated so I'm excited to finally post it. It's a rough chapter, but I hope you all enjoyed it still. I will try to have the next chapter up as soon as possible. Thank you for reading and for your continued support.
