Hmm, ever heard of United Build? Well, I had the displeasure of going through the process of creating a house with them. My mother and I were not happy with the results. Therefore, I wouldn't recommend them to any poor sap that's thinking of going to them. Anyway, you didn't click the link to hear me rant, did you? Time to find out what's happening with your favorite characters.
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He could barely control the water around him, it pressed in, suffocating. The temperature was below what the harshest of winters could do; his limbs were becoming heavy and numb. Reaching the center of the room, he reached for every last shred of chakra he had left and pumped it into his final justu. He silently thanked the Uchiha' as he filled his lungs with fire, reaching his limit and letting loose.
An unearthly cry shot through the water as the justu did its job, boiling and evaporating water at an astonishing speed. Silence ruled as all traces of water and Amachi disappeared, leaving only a thick film of mud on the ceiling. An icy sphere stood out against the baked mud, rapidly melting and revealing the figure inside. The white-haired shinobi dropped to the ground and laid out on his back, panting and gasping for air.
"Guess I'll have to wait to feel death, huh, Amachi?"
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She fixed up Zetsu as much as she could with what she had her outer jacket and a broken pipe serving as a makeshift splint. Luckily, most of the damage was done solely with pressure, and she could sense very little internal blood loss around the shattered femur. She, with the artful move of an expert, sealed the severed veins with ease, concentration creasing her brow. She looked up after that, into her patient's pained-filled gaze.
"I can heal this, but we don't have the time or supplies right now, can you wait?"
Determination replaced pain.
"Of course I can."
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Their attacks were doing nothing to the mass of living crystal, and it seemed as all they were doing was surviving. Sand and crystal met and clashed sending of sparks of glittering dust and dirt. Bone soared through the air, joining the odd dance of blood, sand, and color. It glanced off the shifting skin of the beast, breaking off rainbow pieces and sending shards flying. It seemed no matter where and with what they hit with the creature was regenerating.
"Kimimaru!"
His gaze shot to Sakura, intent on what she had to say.
"Come here, I have an idea!"
He landed beside her and her charge, head ducking down to hear her words over the shrieks of their enemy, and listened.
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Madara jumped from the airborne clay bird, blowing fire ahead of him and scorching the snakes below. He landed with grace, moving out of Jugo's way with ease. He reached out for the remainder of his chakra-induced fire and sent it to his feet, burning the ground with every step he made. His sharingan made Jugo easy to predict, and he danced away from every hit.
The fire at his soles kept the snakes from swallowing him, and he moved across the field, eluding the charging tank. Suddenly, he stopped, throwing his arm into the air and letting a Cheshire smile overtake his face. Not a moment to soon Deidara rocketed past, grasping the outstretched limb and pulling him into the air. Madara used the momentum and launched himself onto the back of the clay-feathered savior, crouching and hanging on.
"Did you drop the charges?"
The wind blew fiercely as they rode against the current, headed straight up in a tight barrel roll; Deidara struggled to raise his voice above to roar.
"Yup, all set and he didn't notice a thing!"
Madara's face was scrunched and his eyes narrowed as he looked towards his ally.
"Light him up!"
They reached a massive altitude and jolted to a standstill, beginning to glide in lofty circles, Deidara made the sign and for a minute, nothing happened. Seconds later, a deafening growl sounded, leading up to a crashing boom, fire and sparks following them into the clouds. Deidara led his creation in a gentle spiraling dive, landing on the gore-covered and heated ground. He smirked before speaking.
"Gone in a bang."
The Uchiha looked almost offended by the awful pun, and began to walk away.
"Lets find Sakura."
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Konan moved first, turning into paper and aiming for the redhead, she was intercepted by the silver-haired swordsman's blade. She launched backwards, fluttering out of reach. Thin almost invisible threads pulled at the massive broad sword, preventing him from following her into the sky. She dove for the girl again, slicing her arm when she didn't move quickly enough.
The swordsman shouted, and ran for the lone puppeteer. Sasori deftly dodged and coated his enemy's arm in string throwing him to the ground and running at him with the blade hidden in his cloak. Moving his head just as the weapon landed, the sharp-toothed assailant delivered a kick that was quickly stopped with even more strands. He brought up his arm, making contact with the redhead's chin and knocking him back.
He lost concentration just long enough for the man to rip free from the chakra wires, tearing good-sized cuts in his flesh in the process. The swordsman brought the blade up above his head to finish the job and sent it barreling down into Sasori's body. At the same time, a gurgling scream caught his attention, distracting him from the spray of red that came from the corpse.
The red-haired woman was shaking and struggling to stand, bleeding from a precise, paper-thin cut to her jugular. He froze for a moment, before charging at Konan with a fury-filled scream, leaving his blade in the unmoving, unfortunate puppeteer. The woman reformed, facing her furious attacker; he got within two feet before he was pulled to an uneasy halt, thousands of wires pulling and twisting at his body.
"Chakra puppeteers are always long-range fighters, you poor fool."
He continued to pull at the strings with surprising strength, his eyes only on the fallen woman.
"Wake up!"
It was a desperate and hopeless call, which evoked new rage when it wasn't heeded.
"You-You killed her!"
His head snapped to the woman responsible, unimaginable anger filling his gaze.
"You killed her!"
He lunged and pulled Sasori forward with him; Konan moved back, unable to avoid the attack, she braced for the pain. The only thing she felt was the spray of warm blood.
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Neji looked around the cave-like room, from the dark damp walls to the dirt and rock covered ground; beside him, Hidan looked to be at home, relaxed as he was. The first thing he noticed was the shifting of the ground than, after activating Byakugan, he saw the person standing before them. He was encased in mud, using the substance as if it was armor. The man slowly lumbered forward, shaking the ground with his steps.
"You won't be leavin' here whole, I hope ya know."
Neji's expression didn't change and Hidan just looked downright amused.
"You don't fear me yet, but you will."
He lurched, slamming a large fist into where they once stood, chunks of huge rocks scattered across the battlefield. Neji was already in the air before he moved, but had to dodge the rocky shrapnel. Hidan only ran towards the hulking giant, slicing at his muddy armor without a care, though it quickly regenerated.
As Neji joined the fray, the real fight began.
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Mah ha ha ha! Till next chapter!