Me: Chapter #4 guys, here for you. I don't own Naruto, Zelda, or Assassin's Creed.
Obito awoke at sunrise, his usual time nowadays. After he left Konoha, he was not the super-late prankster he was known for being. That part of him died with Rin, years ago. Even now, the memories continued to haunt him.
Obito dove into the cave, calling Rin's name over and over. For a second, there was only silence, then a deep chuckle resounded through the cave, sending chills down his spine.
"Come looking for the girl, did you?" the stone nin replied as he emerged from the shadows, dragging a horrifyingly familiar body behind him. The ninja threw the body at Obito's feet, savoring the Uchiha's despair. Feeling like his legs were filled with lead, Obito stumbled closer to the body. He fell to his knees beside Rin, fighting back the tears behind his goggles. The stone nin raised his blade, ready to pierce Obito through the heart.
"Now you can join her!" he yelled, weapon poised for the killing blow, when Obito snapped. In a flash of movement, Obito launched himself at Rin's murderer.
The pain of Rin's death cut more deeply than any weapon could ever have. That day, something changed inside the young Uchiha reject, and a promise was made that he would get stronger, whatever it took. He was more withdrawn, and his new training regimen made him as deadly as Might Guy. He rarely used jutsu anymore, and the magic in Hyrule caused any jutsu he did use to require more chakra than usual. He put on his shirt, concealing the many scars lining his torso. After getting dressed, he strapped on his hidden-blade, testing the mechanism.
It was time to put his skills to the test.
In the dueling ring, the rest of the village gathered to watch the match. The crowd was abuzz with excitement, and even a few of the village youth had painted a banner of Obito's Sharingan. The children were fascinated by Obito's stories of other lands, and they constantly followed him around. Other villagers enjoyed the boy living in the village. He brought a new feeling to their home: happiness. Silence fell over the crowd as Aldez stepped forward to the podium.
"Citizens, we are gathered here today to witness the passing of one of our brothers to manhood."
Near the entrance to the arena, Sheik helped Obito attach the Uchiha's Assassin armor onto his body. She was giving him last minute pointers while she tightened the straps.
"-he favors his left side, so be sure to counter to the right." she finished, fastening the last strap.
"Thanks, I'll remember." he answered. For a moment, neither of them spoke, then they embraced one another in a tight hug.
"Please . . . . be careful." she whispered in his ear. Obito couldn't help but give a small smile in return.
"I will."
The gate opened, and Obito walked into the blazing sunlight. There were cheers from the crowd, but Obito's attention was fixed on Marik, his opponent. Marik made a sweeping gesture to the crowd, "An audience has gathered to witness your failure outsider."
Obito said nothing as he drew his sword, the metal blade glinting off the sunlight. He wouldn't be baited into attacking in anger ever again. Marik wearily eyed the hidden-blade strapped to his opponent's arm as the two combatants began to circle one another.
Marik struck first with a simple overhand strike, which Obito brushed aside with his own blade, then launched an aggressive series of blows. Marik was forced to retreat a few steps to regain his footing. Obito decided to keep pressing the offensive, making quick attacks to keep his opponent off guard. The Sheikah was taken aback by the Uchiha's improved skill with a sword.
"Oh," he sneered, "so the stranger has learned to use a blade."
"I've had a lot of practice." Obito replied, parrying his opponent's blade aside and nicking Marik's cheek with the tip of his weapon, drawing blood. Marik growled as he wiped the blood from his face. Again he attacked. Obito was to slow to react in time, feeling his enemy's weapon slash his arm and crying out with the pain. With a mighty swing, their blades clashed again in a chorus of metal on metal. Locking their blades together, Marik's free hand curled into a fist aimed at the Uchiha's face. The blow connected to the ninja's jaw with a thud, sending him back a few steps. Marik kept hammering his opponent's sword, forcing Obito on the defensive. Another blow sent Obito's sword out of his hand.
Marik now advanced in earnest, thrusting with the weapon. Obito grabbed Marik's arm and delivered a kick to his chest, forcing his opponent to relinquish the hold on his weapon. Now the duel had evolved into a brutal fistfight. Roughly grabbing Obito's shoulders, Marik drove his knee into Obito's stomach. The ninja's eyes widened as the air was driven out of his lungs.
Watching from the crowed, Sheik cringed as Marik continued to mercilessly beat Obito. The crowed remained silent as the battle continued.
Marik had Obito pinned to the wall by his throat. His face held an evil grin as he watched Obito struggle, his eyes shut tight with pain. He roughly shook Obito, "Look at me! I want to see the lights leave your eyes as you die."
Obito's eyes fluttered open, revealing the Sharingan spinning rapidly. Suddenly, as if they had gained a mind of their own, Marik's hands released Obito from their grip.
"What magic is this?" he snarled, trying to regain control of his limbs. Obito seized his chance and began to attack, throwing Marik to the ground. Seeing his sword, Marik reached for it, but Obito was faster. With one swipe of his hidden-blade, he sliced a deep gash in Marik's arm. Cradling his wounded arm, he looked up defiantly at Obito, who now held Marik's sword in his hand.
"Do it." he spat at the Uchiha, "Finish me!"
Drawing his weapon back, Obito impaled the sword into the sand barely an inch from Marik's face. Without a word, Obito turned and walked away. The stunned crowd, finally realizing what had happened, exploded into cheers.
Those cheers quickly turned to cries of alarm when Obito suddenly fell to his knees, holding his wounded arm. Marik laughed as he threw a deku nut, vanishing in a puff of smoke. In a flash, Sheik caught the Uchiha before he collapsed, while Aldez examined Marik's discarded weapon.
"It was poisoned!" he spat bitterly, "Marik was prepared for anything! He coated his blade in Shadow Venom!"
"Obito!" Sheik cried, shaking the boy. The Uchiha's eyes opened slightly and he smiled weakly for a moment before falling unconscious. Aldez called for a medic, and in no time, Impa was by their side.
"Bring him to my home. There might be a chance that we can save him!" she ordered.
OMG! The plot thickens! What will happen to Obito? Where has Marik gone? Why am I asking you all this when I know the answers to these questions in the first place?
Thanks to WritingBookworm for reviewing for my story. And as for Assassin's Creed is tied into this. . . .
If you have seen the Nightmare before Christmas, you know that all the worlds are connected by the doorways in the forest. Same basic principle. Obito found the doorway and can access the worlds.
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