Kakashi moved quickly, pumping chakra into his feet the instant the water reached his ankles, pulling up his scratched headband; he located the source of the laugher, underwater. Fins surfaced in the now shoulder-deep water, his eyes widened as the creature surfaced. It looked as though it had once been human, fins and gills, scales and beady eyes, it was obviously aquatic. Its slimy green hands pulled it out of the water as it climbed the opposite wall.

"Welcome to my playroom and prison, I am Amachi!"

"What are you?"

"I used to be human, then one of Orochimaru's top scientists, and now I am going to be your death."

A wave of water rose above him; shooting to the side, he copied the simple technique, washing the odd man from his perch. He crashed into the water, disappearing instantly. Looking down, he noticed the water was still rising at a steady rate. Calculating a general time limit to get out, he gave him self five minutes before the room was filled. He had to stop the flow.

Clawed fingers dug into his leg and attempted to pull him under, he spun, superior strength yanking the monster from the water and high into the air. Landing on the ceiling he snarled and hooked his claws in, holding on and maneuvering in a spider-like stance. He hissed as Kakashi moved to block his reentrance into the water. Chidori would be suicide here, but a little fire and ice wouldn't be amiss.

Ice formed on the water's surface and the silver-haired Nin leapt, blowing fire in quick succession, the copycat was stunned, however, when the ice melted in a flick of Amachi's wrist. Losing him in the water again, he waited warily. Spikes of glass-like ice shot from the water, quickly disappearing with flashes of heat from Kakashi, his hair now brushed the ceiling and he feared the worst as the water rose much more quickly.

Diving underwater, he formed a tight bubble of air around his head. He could barely see in the murky water, and Amachi was nowhere in sight. Seeing the pump near the door, he swam towards it, destroying it within seconds of reaching the contraption. He surfaced quickly, not wanting to encounter the enemy that was more than likely watching him. Striking his head against concrete was a wakeup call; the water level was only inches below the ceiling.

"I let you get away, you know.' 'To let you feel the helplessness of defeat, the panic that comes with death."

Kakashi's eyes widened; his mind raced for just a piece of hope, a solution. A smirk grew on his face, and he dived.

…...

A blur of black intercepted the blow, countering the heavy hit without difficulty, a chakra powered fist found its way to the beast's face. The man didn't even flinch, but simply leap back, ignoring the injury. A hand shot into Deidara's vision, a he followed it to the frowning Uchiha's face. He grasped it, pulling himself to his feet.

"Thanks, Madara."

Concentrated on the opponent, all he received was a nod. The orange-haired male they faced smiled before speaking in a harsh tone.

"My name is Jugo, and you will not be passing."

The sound of hissing filled the air, and the floor seemed to crawl. Deidara pulled out a small clay bird, quickly enlarging it and taking to the air. A weight settled and he glanced back. Madara stood on the back, arms crossed and Sharingan eyes swiftly moving across the scene below. Millions upon millions of snakes were arriving, covering Jugo and creating the equivalent of living ground. Deidara made a valiant effort not to cringe, but failed, earning a stern look from his red-eyed ally.

The air pushed against him as he dipped, the bird taking a diving fall, Madara crouched staying put. The wings snapped open a yard from the scaled ground, and he strained his eyes for the location of the tank under the mass. Fire lit the area in an attempt by Madara to draw out the monster. The ground exploded outward as he leapt at them.

Rolling the clay winged creation to the side, he barely avoiding having its wing clipped. Launching into the air, he glided in circles around the site. Madara turned to him immediately.

"This will not work; we will only end up dead with this method."

Deidara voiced his agreement in a simple gesture of his hand, sight focused below. He spoke again.

"I have a plan."

…...

The corridors were almost impossible to navigate without a map, so when he ended up finding a blood-covered Hidan instead of the upper floor stairs he wasn't surprised, just waved him to follow. He did so without complaint, knowing there was a battle of him and the Hyuuga.

…...

A redhead woman and a silver-haired man turned when she burst in, shock on their features. At the same time, Sasori entered from the other side, calmly walking. The girl faced her, and spoke.

"We can't let you win, I'm sorry."

She answered sincerely, without a change in expression.

"I'm not."

…...

His scream made her move faster than she thought she could; she was there in an instant punching the glass-like claws with so much chakra it made her shake. It shattered and Zetsu dropped like a stone. She dashed under him, crystal shards cutting her scarred skin, his solid form nearly knocking her to the ground. Sand blocked the blows that followed, and she hauled it as fast as she could to safety.

Beginning to work on the obviously broken limb, she watched as the fight began.

…...

Good? Eh, I think it was. Anyhow, what are their master plans? Find out next chapter! Tah Tah.