Total Destruction

Author's notes:

I do not own Naruto nor any part of it.

Refer to the glossary on Chapter 1 if you can't understand some of the words.

Caution: Gory details in part 2

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Chapter 7: The Other Meeting

Part 1: Hidden Mist

"I'm sorry Kira," replied a much younger Jyashin, still having his red flesh and smooth forehead. "I forgot myself. I was simply angered that Itachi destroyed the Uchiha Clan. I wanted that destiny to be mine. You may wish for things to be the same, but I can go back no more than time can." Jyashin grasped Kira's hand. "I know I haven't been the nicest person in the world, and I'm not going to change anytime soon. But if anybody is able to understand me, it is you."

"Mizukage-sama," a nurse whispered from a slightly ajar door. "Kira-san must have her rest."

"Of course," Jyashin replied. The nurse closed the door. "Another time, Kira."

Jyashin stood up, and walked towards the door. His back was a little stooped, then not quite common. Once Jyashin left, Kira opened her eyes. She was not asleep, as she ought to be. Like all adolescents, she showed an obstinacy to following the rules. Kira giggled, but stopped when Jyashin returned to her mind.

"He isn't acting like a child," Kira rebuked herself. "He isn't acting as though he is the most carefree person in the world. He knows he is the First Mizukage, and the responsibilities that position carries."

Kira stood up and yawned. She did not like being in one place, and certainly not lying in a bed all day. Kira was noticeably different too. She was pretty, and donned girl's clothes then. She even wore some cosmetics for fun. She was not the mature and beautiful woman now, but a young and naïve girl.

Later that day, Kira was discharged from the hospital. Kira stepped into the sun gleefully.

"If I ever want to get any rest at all, I will never step into a hospital again." Kira remembered the sick patients around her, moaning like wandering souls in the river Styx. Most of them weren't sick at all, but suffering from the unfortunate side effects of Jyashin's Seven Clans experiment. While everybody adored Jyashin, they were a little averse to be in the same clan as some of their former enemies. Some people had to be dragged to undergo the experiment – these people suffered the most, since their bodies attempted to reject the new DNA. By now, most people had already undergone the treatment; only small enclaves of radicals remained.

Kira herself did not know how the ritual was performed. She only saw a green light, flashes, and finally a scream from within the chambers. She also remembers Jyashin ordering carcasses dug from the graves. Afterwards, Kira saw people dragged out from the chamber, some screaming, others too tired to even close their eyes. Jyashin did not offer any explanations either, as he would be too tired from the ritual to do anything but eat and sleep.

Kira had warned Jyashin against forcing the people to go against their will, but Jyashin had assured her that the majority did not care at all. Most feedback from the people were positive, as they were pleased with their new found abilities. They were also willing to accept the unethical removal of their ancestors bodies, but Jyashin had been so generous in helping the families of those he removed from the grave that people gladly allowed him to take the corpses. The dissenting 5 minority was silenced, but otherwise unharmed.

"You can't please everyone, but you must give the same chance to everybody."

Kira could hardly see how the Seven Clans experiment was giving equal opportunity. While each clan has its own strengths and weaknesses, some clans are distinctly stronger than others. Kira made a mental note to discuss the matter with Jyashin again, but would he listen? Worse, would he torture her again?

While Kira knew that Jyashin was far from a sadist, she knew Jyashin had a brutal streak as a result of his childhood. Jyashin was right – he would not be the same cheerful person as before, and he would not change for the better.

"But I still must try," Kira thought dejectedly. She knew that she must grow up, to protect Jyashin from himself. No doubt Jyashin was unsettled after he realized what he did to Kira, but she doubted Jyashin would have cared that much for anybody else.

Just then, Kira heard a tingle of a bell, and a zephyr blew from the right side of her face. Turning to her right, Kira noticed a small shrine. Funny, she never noticed it before. Its small size, mediocre outlook, and ambivalent shading blended almost perfectly with the environment.

"It's very small," Kira said aloud to herself. "There isn't anything elaborate that could fit in there. Jyashin already checked the underground, and all tunnels have been explored and documented. Besides! It won't take too long."

Kira walked toward the shrine, determined to simply pop her head in, then leave. The area was very peaceful, being so close to the hospital, and was probably used by senior citizens as a repose for their sojourns in the nearby parks.

However, Kira couldn't help but notice a Magnus effect as she walked toward the shrine. Even if she wanted, Kira felt as though she could never turn back. Even her eyes were fixated on the old battered door. Kira prayed that she didn't fall for another one of Jyashin's "tests".

"There really is nothing to worry about," Kira said in a panicked voice. "I mean, what can be in such a dingy old place?"

Kira opened the door, and saw pitch darkness. The attraction she felt for the shrine suddenly disappeared. The caller beckoned her to come, but wanted her to take the last steps on her own. When Kira's eyes got used to the darkness, she noticed that an old chair was situated like a throne on the other side of the room. Sitting on the chair's armrests was an old box, very skinny, but rather long.

There was no need for Kira to open the box. There was nothing forcing her to do anything. Kira even turned her back, and realized that she was free to do as she pleased. Glad that there was no trap waiting for her, Kira strode across the room and opened the box.

There was a sword inside, but Kira had never seen such a sword. There was no handle, just a pure blade. On top of this blade lay a blank scroll, no doubt used to summon the sword in battle. Kira picked up the blade, and a disappointed look fell on her face.

"What the hell is this?" Kira asked indignantly. "This isn't even a good blade!" In fury, Kira threw the blade like a javelin to the side wall.

To Kira's surprise, the blade went through the wall as though the wall was made of cheese. The blade had made a clean cut, leaving only a tiny slit in the wall, exactly the shape of the thin blade. Kira quickly went outside. She found the blade sticking in a tree at least 20 meters away. The blade had gone through everything in its path, leaving a tiny slit exactly as long and wide as the blade's side.

"This… this is some blade," Kira exclaimed in delight, her previous indignation gone. Picking up the blade, she felt its side again. "Yet to me, this blade is as soft as cotton. This is a priceless treasure!"

Kira decided to surprise Jyashin with her new weapon. She had never before managed to surprise Jyashin before, but this time she felt that it was positively easy.

Once Kira was close to the Mizukage building, she slipped behind a tree. Gathering her chakra, she prepared her invisibility move. A light breeze would usually blow around the building, surprising the two guards positioned at the door, who would shout hello to her, eventually figuring out her location.

However, it was different this time. Instead, Kira felt her chakra being drawn into the blade. In a moment of panic, Kira lost her concentration, but her chakra did not stop, as though somebody was guiding her chakra movements. Kira let go of herself, and continued to pour chakra into the blade. Suddenly, just when Kira spent the usual amount of chakra for invisibility, the blade stopped absorbing chakra, instead pouring it back into Kira tenfold. Kira's invisibility jutsu worked, and the guards did not notice a thing.

"My sword, you really are something," Kira said silently.

Quietly, Kira crawled up the windows to Jyashin's office. She noticed him working. Kira again used her genjutsu to mute her opening her window, and similarly, Kira felt her chakra poured into the blade, and back out tenfold to her. As Kira was about to shout "surprise!", everything went black.

Kira then found herself in the "interrogation room", AKA "torture chamber". She was questioned by Jyashin, the Council, and the leaders of the Seven Clans. They congratulated her on attaining the Sword of Muramasa, though grudgingly. They told her that the sword was the original sword of the legendary sword maker Muramasa. It chooses its owner on its own accord, an owner that the sword itself deems worthy. It had the distinct property that the Sword of Muramasa will never hurt its master. While the owner of the sword is the leader of the Mist Seven Swordsmen, and thus should enjoy a power close to the Mizukage himself, the people were averse to submitting to a woman.

"Jyashin, the people don't give me any respect. They see my sword as a stigma, not an honor. Just because I am a woman, they think I'm scum!"

Jyashin looked at her as though Kira was an alien, then burst out laughing, completely unable to control his mirth.

"Oh, Kira! I haven't had such a laugh since forever, I forgot what it was like!" and proceeded to laugh some more.

"Jyashin, please! I want…"

"More?" Jyashin mimicked in a babyish voice. Unable to control his laughing, he dropped the mimic. "You're not going to get it. Sure, there is a recent wave of feminism rising whose believers think women should be treated like men. That's why I love listening to them, letting them talk shit knowing how full of shit they are." Jyashin laughed hard again.

Kira gave Jyashin the harshest stare possible. When Jyashin saw her expression, he choked from laughing.

"Kira!" Jyashin cried, unable to control his laughter. "Look at you! You're pathetic! You think you can challenge me? Go back and make dinner like how all women should! Or do you want another trip to the hospital?" Jyashin then mimicked a high-pitched woman, saying, "I waaant moooore ri-eye-ghts! What a joke!"

"Then why do you think women should be submissive?" Kira asked desperately.

"Because you are the ones who get pregnant. We live in a fast paced world. You want to take a three month sojourn to have a baby, and expect to get paid?! HAHAHA! You are muscularly weaker, inconsistent with your decisions, and focusing too much on the details to notice the big picture. But above all, you lack the hatred and determination prevalent among men to take the reins of power. So go back to your sty, bitch!"

With that, Jyashin turned away, murmuring "women's rights" and cracking up at the very words. "What a joke!"

Kira stared at Jyashin, the anger barely able to be controlled. Despite what her feelings tell her, Kira's logical mind told her that everything Jyashin said was true.

Six years later…

"You did a very good job, Ieyasu. Those people completely fell for you. Even I would have thought that you had a better Mizukage image than me. So, Ieyasu, tell us about the peace treaty," Jyashin stated.

"Very well. As you know, both Hidden Cloud and Hidden Rock lost nearly all of its ninjas in their war against us. Their combined force is less than a few score of shinobi. To protect its own borders, Hidden Cloud and Hidden Rock have pooled together its allies to temporarily increase its ninja force. Hidden Leaf and Hidden Sand are standing by to make sure the smaller nations do not attempt to overthrow Rock and Cloud. To occupy most of the shinobi in the smaller nations, the Jonin Exam has been set up, taking place three months from now, in lieu of the Chunin Exam."

"Yes, tell us about that too."

"This event will only be hosted this year. It is a special peace token to mark the end of this international war. Though the apparent losses aren't that great, everybody knows that there is more damage than meets the eye. This Jonin Exam will take place in lieu of the Chunin Exam, as there is too much damage for a normal Chunin Exam. This Jonin Exam is open to all under jonin status: so special jonin, chunins, genins, and even academy students could enter. Each nation, and that includes the smaller shinobi villages, is allowed to send up to five teams, though fluctuations could occur. I agreed to terms allowing some nations to give their seats to others, so Konoha could send six if Suna sends four."

"There is nothing there that interests me. On the other hand, I am here to discuss the greater danger of…"

Part 2: Hidden Rock

"Get her!" A large ninja shouted, as six other ninjas followed suit. "That morsel is ours, you dirty little thief! Hand it over and we'll spare your life!"

A girl was running in front of them, her hair flowing in the wind like a thousand birds. She was panting, sweating, and crying.

"No! We have to stop her before she crosses the boundary! Arggh!" With that, the large ninja jumped into the air, hoping to capture the girl. She turned toward the side at the last second, causing the ninja to land smack in his face.

"Damn it! I'm bleeding!"

However, the girl was not out of the woods. She ran smack into another ninja. Punching him in the groin, she quickly turned around, but realized that she was surrounded. The two ninjas who were hurt smiled maliciously.

"Out of my way!" the girl cried with a shrill voice. She ran right between two ninjas. They punched her hard, sending her back, but she tried again. Her determination caught the ninjas off guard, and she was able to make a run for it.

"Damn it! I'll get you back, bitch!"

The girl did not stop running. She ran onto a dark road, and jumped down into the sewage. She continued running through the mazes of the sewage, covering herself with muck and mucus and every other detestable liquid that belongs within the body. Finally, she was grabbed from behind, and her mouth was covered to prevent her from screaming.

"Shhh! I moved today, our location was found. I knew you'd be coming through here, Kumiko."

"Chanbara! Don't scare me like that!"

"Sorry. You know how I used to enjoy dramatic entrances."

"We can't do that anymore, Chanbara. Our parents died in the war, the police don't exist anymore, so we have to depend on our feudal lord. If it isn't for them, those renegades could come and tear this place to shreds."

"If it isn't for that dog of a human, we wouldn't be in this sewage in the first place. Anyways, did you get it?"

"Sure did!" Kumiko smiled. "I'm still better!" She unfolded her arms, revealing an armful of bread, butter, and cheese. "That'll last us a week!"

"Yeah, well you're 19, a year older than me. Give me one more year and I'll do twice as much as any girl!"

Kumiko laughed. She didn't understand what was so funny. What lasts them for a week now couldn't have lasted them a day before the war.

"Kumiko. You're overdoing it," Chanbara said with a sense of urgency. He began to unbutton her pants.

"No! Chanbara, really! It's nothing, its…"

But she could not continue. Chanbara had pulled her pants down, revealing a bloody mass that used to be her legs. Blood had been mixed with dirt – dirt that she used to hide her injuries.

"Food is important, but not so important that you have to fight with your life. Kumiko, remember that this will end soon. We'll get our country back, I'll help it happen. I'll enlist, I'll rise, and I'll defeat Kira for sure."

"Chanbara, you can't beat Kira. Don't forget that she killed the Iwakage himself!"

"She also killed our parents. Ever since that battle at Golgotha three months ago, I've been trying to learn our family's forbidden technique."

"Chanbara! You can't do that! You know our great ancestors locked it away after the Great Shinobi War! That power comes at a price, you know! I… I don't want you to become like that!"

"Kumiko," Chanbara said gently. He looked at her longingly. "You'll always be my sister. We may have squabbled and bickered when we were young, but I realize just how important you are now, when I've lost nearly everything. Once I reclaim our family's heritage, I want you to enjoy the fruits of my labor."

"At least let me be part of it! I'll train with you!"

"NO! One monster is enough, and as I was already a monster, I'll do it. I don't intend to live after what I'll become. I'll get to Hidden Mist and do as much damage as I can before they kill me. Only then will I be able to rest peacefully, avenging my family."

"Our family would never want you to become a monster!" Kumiko shrieked. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't. The wells of her tears had long dried up.

"Well, well, well! What have we here! Two siblings, making incestuous love!" It was the ninja from previously.

"Look," a big ninja replied, "he even has her pants down!"

"Him!" Kumiko pointed, hastily covering her legs with her pants.

"Yes, me. We don't like you stealing what belongs to us!"

The six ninjas appeared around them, surrounding them. Kumiko and Chanbara looked around frantically, trying to locate a hole they could go through. "You can't hoard up all the food to yourselves when people like us are starving!" Kumiko yelled.

Maniacal laughter. "Well look what we have here! An optimistic, spoiled little wench! I'll show your pretty little face just what life's really all about!"

"Perhaps you're used to teachers treating you with preference?" Another ninja asked in a mock baby voice. "Well you ain't getting SHIT around in real life!" He roared in his deep voice.

Two ninjas took a hold of Chanbara. If he was strong, he would take on all seven easily, but he was too weak from hunger. Meanwhile, the other four took a hold of Kumiko, each one holding one of her appendages.

"And now, my pretty little dove, its time to pay!" the big ninja said, pointing to his face. With a sickening crunch, he punched Kumiko hard on her stomach.

The big ninja grinned evilly. "Boys, I'll let you have your fun later, but I get first dibs." Everybody else laughed with equal malice.

The big ninja ripped Kumiko's panties and shirt off, then tore her brassiere, leaving her completely naked. With rough force, he began to slap her legs where she had been injured previously, opening up the wounds again. Then, he began to take off his own pants, and Kumiko gasped in horror at what he was going to do.

Kumiko began to look for a way to kill herself before she gets defiled, but the surrounding ninjas pinning her firmly to the ground. She could do nothing.

Chanbara was crying with rage, Kumiko was screaming, and finally, the big ninja was finished. He switched places with his comrades, and each in turn began to toy with Kumiko, each to his own style. At 3 a.m., the big ninja was ready for round two, but discovered to his disgust that Kumiko had died.

"What happened?" He demanded.

"She died from bodily asphyxiation. We should have been gentler."

"SCREW THAT!" He yelled. "I don't give a shit about petty little thieves. Bitch," he spat at Kumiko, "you're lucky you died in only 4 hours!"

"Kumiko," Chanbara whispered. "Kumiko… Kumiko… Kumiko…" He continued whispering her name. He looked up at the big ninja, and gave a terrific yell. The two ninjas holding him were startled, and let go. Chanbara made a mad rush toward the large ninja.

It didn't matter that Chanbara was getting hit thirty times for each punch he threw. All that mattered was that he was hitting the large ninja, causing blood to erupt from his mouth and nose. But Chanbara could only go so far. He realized the dawning truth that his strength would die out before the large ninja was killed.

Silently, Chanbara made his farewell to Kumiko. He would never give her the life she deserved. He finally saw how he had been a bitch all his life, and Kumiko had only tried to protect him.

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"Chanbara!" yelled a woman looking remarkably like Kumiko.

"Yes mother," Chanbara replied in a dull voice.

"You should be…"

"MORE LIKE MY SISTER?" Chanbara yelled. "SCREW HER! Why don't you see me for what I am worth!"

"Hey young man! If you think you're so tough, take this!" Chanbara's mother smacked Chanbara full in the face. "You want to fight, well fight me! If you don't want to get killed, STOP FIGHTING!" She smacked him again.

"Mother, stop!" Kumiko yelled from across the courtyard. "Mother, please stop. Chanbara's nature is like that. Once the therapy works, and he is made civilized…"

"What do you mean, civilized?" Chanbara yelled. "Get out of my face you bitch!"

Smack. "Don't you DARE call your sister that repulsive word!"

"Fuck you, mother! And you too, sister! Fuck you all!" Chanbara made a run for it. He dashed at his mother, trucking her hard onto the cement courtyard. His mother fought back ferociously, but despite Chanbara's young age, the raging monster within him was able to fight square even with his mother.

"Chanbara, STOP!" Kumiko tore Chanbara's arms away from her mother, who promptly kicked Chanbara full in the stomach. As she prepared for another kick, Kumiko stepped in and took the punch for him.

"Damn you Kumiko! I don't need you to bitch me!"

"Kumiko, hold him still. I'll get your father to inject the dose."

"Fuck you, bitch! You ain't no mother of mine! Fuck you! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you!"

"STOP IT, CHANBARA!" Kumiko screamed through her tears.

-

Chanbara closed his eyes. "I was so bad then," he whispered. "I can't win a single fight, yet keep fighting, even with those who loved me. Mother, I'm sorry. Kumiko, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I can't be a true son, or a true man, or a true warrior. I'm not worth anything."

As Chanbara welled in his awful memories, and continued getting beaten up, a block in his mind suddenly became released. Chanbara felt his strength returning, the punches getting lighter. He didn't know who was punching him, but he knew that it irritated him. It was a fly, a damn fly that wanted part of his soup. Chanbara swatted at it, but it returned. Chanbara wanted to kill the fly real badly, he really wanted to kill the fly badly...

Chanbara stood up, and clasped the fly in both his hands. He began to torture the fly, holding it by its wings and tearing out its legs slowly. He then slammed the fly into the floor.

Chanbara awoke from his reverie. Defeating the ninjas didn't only seem possible, it was positively easy.

Chanbara grabbed a ninja, and threw him thirty meters far, straight into the wall at the opposite end. The other ninjas were shocked. The wall had been broken from the impact. Chanbara was still holding their comrade's arm, which was ripped off when Chanbara swung.

With a large yell, Chanbara slammed his fists into the big ninja, completely disintegrating the ninja. Blood splattered all over the walls of the sewage. Chanbara then prepared his chakra, and punched the floor hard, ripping a massive hole in the ground.

When Chanbara returned to the surface, he understood why his ancestors had barred that technique from ever being used again. But still, Chanbara felt an overwhelming satisfaction. He was covered with blood from head to toe, but he grinned wide. He had won.

But when Chanbara looked up, he saw a squadron of ninjas. Chanbara didn't know why, but the flag they carried was awfully familiar.

"That was some ruckus you caused down there," the leader told Chanbara. "What is your name, mighty one?"

Mighty one. He was actually called mighty! Chanbara was dancing on the insides, but then his strength failed. He felt the strength ebbing from himself, he didn't want it to end, but there was nothing he could do.

"Hello? Are you there?"

"Yes," Chanbara replied, startled. "My name? Its…" Chanbara had momentarily forgotten his name, but when it seemed all his strength was gone, he remembered. "Chanbara."

"We'd like you to go to the new Jonin Exam, and fight for your village, Hidden Cloud. Avenge us, and the people we cherish."

"I would be honored."

Part 3: River Country

"So he already knows," the Akatsuki leader said.

"I still think this plan is foolish," Tobi said. "We've lost too many members, now. Our allies are strong, but I don't think they can replace Hidan, Kakazu, Deidara, and Sasori. And don't forget, Orochimaru is dead now, and there is a large portion of Hidden Sound that is loyal to Sasuke, who is back in Konoha."

"Tobi! Do you really think Zetsu's surveillance inadequate?"

"Of course not, sir, but.."

"So shut your mouth."

Silence.

"Good. I realize that some of you aren't as vocal as Tobi, but believe me, now is the best time. We have acquired more money that even Kakazu would have wanted in these last three months, since Hidden Cloud, Rock, and Mist are unable to do too many missions. Our allies have increased three-fold. And above all, the great Shinobi villages are preoccupied with the Jonin Exam to notice us."

"Well Jyashin was…"

"SILENCE! Yes, Jyashin was able to recognize our threat. He is an Uchiha, after all. That is the entire reason he agreed to the Jonin Exam, so he could prepare for us. I wouldn't be surprised if he sent only one team to join the Exam. He isn't much for looks."

"And Sasuke…"

"Sasuke's Sharingan is meaningless to us now. Orochimaru is dead, and we have lost a major headache. We can't replace Orochimaru, Kakazu, or Hidan, since their rings are taken, but no matter. They have fulfilled all their duties. And don't forget, all the bijus are captured and known. Jyashin has the Tiger and Badger, the Fox is still in Naruto, and we have all the rest. Can you really think of a better time, Tobi?"

"I think we have never had as good an opportunity, but I believe a better time would come in the future."

"Wars don't come as often as they used to, Tobi. It may take another century for such a magnificent war to occur again. People are fickle, alliances are never trustworthy, and by the time the opportunity arises, we won't have all our allies. I'm also afraid that if accidents happen now, Sasori isn't here to make our former members puppets, Kakazu isn't here to stitch together torn arms, and Orochimaru isn't here to give some insight into prolonging life. In short, your lives are short now, but we have no other option."

"Couldn't you…"

"If you say another word, Tobi, I will kill you."

Silence.

"Kisame, I need you to find all that remains of your former comrades. Don't make it sound like they're working for anybody other than themselves, and try not to be too insisting."

"Yes sir."

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