"Who am I?"
The man looked around, the singular thing in his soul screeching for destruction and murder. A portrait in his mind began to tear as it ripped and creased, and where one of the members should have been was a torn space.
Kabuto grinned. "Not too long ago, I was asking myself that same question, Obito."
"O...bi..to?, It didn't understand. What was that name?
He settled his glasses and chuckled, almost mockingly. "Rather ironic that the two traitors of the leaf had an identity crisis in the same day."
"*Kabuto, let us deal with-*"
"No, Sasuke. I started this war, did I not? Your cells shall take time to recharge and assimilate due to my tinkering."
"Tobirama, Minato, flank him. I will pose the distraction. If any of those orbs hit you, your regeneration will be nullified. Do not worry about me, as thanks to my modifications and Jugo's clan, I emanate Sage Chakra as a byproduct."
"Won't it get absorbed?", inquired Hiruzen.
Kabuto shook his head. "No, sage chakra cannot be absorbed by Yin-Yang Release."
"However… If Madara interrupts, that will be troublesome indeed."
Madara's Gunbai clashed with Hashirama as ripples of wind clashed with chakra that severed the currents. His bored look evaporated as a manic smile gleamed across his face.
"Heh. You have gotten rusty with your age, Hashirama. The antique you wield is but a relic of the past. Has it ever come across your thick skull that you should not be attacking a war fan which transmutes chakra into wind chakra with a blade infused with chakra?"
He smirked. "Uchiha Return."
Hashirama jumped back alongside the current as he outstretched his leg to arrive on what he assumed to be solid ground…
...Only for it to be cleaved by a scythe attached to a chain. As it grazed his leg he fell off balance, and resorted to steadying himself once more.
"Wood Style: Deep Forest Emergence"
Madara's Sharingan swirled in the motion of a sinister pinwheel.
"Wood Style: Deep Forest Emergence."
As the two forests clashed, Madara jumped and threw out his scythe at his feet below him. On the other side of the artificial forest, Hashirama's Wood Clone collapsed as the real Hashirama came from below and attempted to skewer his rival.
"You are the undisputed master of the Wood Release. However, you forget that I possess your genetic material inside of me. "
Wooden armor laced Madara's complete Susanoo, come face-to face with Hashirama's Wood Golem.
"When we last fought, my eternal rival, I had the Nine Tails and my Susanoo at my disposal. Although I lack a tailed beast, I've now repurposed your famed jutsu and equipped it to my own. It's over."
"You put up a good fight, but don't underestimate me.", Hashirama sighed as a ripple of white energy emanated forward.
The leaderless Team Hiruzen rushed to where the Sage's energies coalesced. The departure of the front lines left a marking on the land as a cloud of smoke erupted outwards.
"...What?!" screeched Madara. "This isn't possible!"
"The Will of Fire." Hiruzen inwardly smiled. 'Why Orochimaru… I didn't know you had it in you.'
Tobirama squinted at the cloud of dust "Are those?-"
"Yes. My disciples."
"Summoning Jutsu…"
"Katsuyu!", yelled Tsunade, one fist on the ground."Gamabunta!", yelled Jiraiya, posing with one hand in front, the other in the air."Manda!", yelled Orochimaru, as smoke dissipated to reveal nothing.
...Oh, right. None of you saw anything.
"Yamata no Orochi!", yelled Orochimaru
All of the three sannin had the same expression. The only difference was the facial shape, which made Orochimaru look like he was sneering at some unseen adversary, while Jiraiya was laughing at some unseen joke. Tsunade on the other hand looked as if she was to pulverize someone.
"You aren't the Black King, 'Tobi'. Neither are the people of the village 'the king', old man."
He lunged forward with a frightening speed. "I am."
Kakashi's eyes widened at the blur which was Orochimaru, only for a smile to come across his face. "So you finally decided to make yourself of use, eh?"
A shout erupted through the air "Yosh! The power of Youth has reached you! Orochimaru~!", followed by a trumpeting of the power of Youth.
Intercepting a truth seeking ball, Orochimaru deflected it with the fabled Sword of Kusanagi, and straightened himself from a lurched over position.
He looked over to his side. "Where's Karin?"
"She's fighting a white Zetsu which has swirls and Wood Release." Hiruzen nodded. "They're with the Five Kage."
Kabuto chuckled nervously "Ah. my apologies, Hokage-sama. Previously in the war I may have donated Yamato as a gift to Tobi"
"YOU WHAT?!", yelled the four Hokage simultaneously. Even the others seemed a bit shaken by this revelation.
"Nothing."
Meanwhile, Katsuyu had liquified to cover a part of the battlefield but enough so that the Truth Seeking Orbs would not cut through her.
Bumps and warts began to manifest on Jiraiya's face."Sage Mode! Activate!"
Tsunade barreled beside Tobirama "Right. Strength of a Hundred! Activate. Uncle, let's go!"
Kabuto was breathing heavily. "I actually didn't plan on reinforcements coming, Lord Orochimaru. So please excuse me, as my techniques occupy a wide berth. Even Edo Tensei creations are held idle by my genjutsu. So I am afraid I'm handicapped and at an impasse."
"I shall-" Tobirama was cut short.
"No, wait." Orochimaru used a kunai to cut himself, then used the tip to scrawl some runic engraving into Tobirama's tag.
"Try this", he hissed. "It's a curse mark. It'll immobilize him while your explosive tags explode."
Naruto's eyes widened in recognition. "Isn't that the curse mark you branded Sasuke with?"
A mocking grin entered the snake's lips. "Of course you'd know, considering you're Jiraiya's protege."
Kabuto wiped his glasses. "Jiraiya, I need a favor. Create as much noise as possible from a safe distance away so he's the only one affected."
"Huh, that boy smells of snakes, are you sure we can trust him?", asked Ma.
Jiraiya stared at Ma then gesticulated over to Orochimaru. "We're ninja. We can't trust half the people we fight with anyways."
Obito expanded and Jiraiya maneuvered out of the way.
"Cover your ears!"
"White Rage Explosion!"
"Demonic Illusion: Toad Confirmation Chant!"
Soundwaves became shockwaves as land was uprooted and started to float, then exploded into dust.
Blitzing his adversary, Kabuto put his hands to a truth-seeking orb, animating it with Sage Chakra. "Would you like a taste of your own medicine?", he asked, watching it devour another truth-seeking orb and explode into nothingness.
Internally, Obito was fighting himself as he pieced the picture back together, shrinking back to his original size.
Tobirama arrived to his left at 12:00, slapping the tag which would bind his opponent in tattoos of ink, and Minato promptly teleported them both away.
"These are consecutive exploding tags. Each exploding tag summons another consecutive one."
Kabuto smirked. "As Deidara said…."
"Art is an-"
He was cut off by the sound of crackling thunder. In a moment's time, he looked at the fazed opponent and locked on as a snake did when it found its prey.
In a serpentine flash, his white scales merged with the earth as he pulled out Obito's spirit and poured a vial into his mouth.
"Unfortunately, I cannot convince Sasuke nor revive his brother, as I only had one sample. Although I do not have Izanami…" He held up a vial of white liquid.
Naruto nodded as distasteful memories resurfaced.
"I guess you could say I am the inventor of this Jutsu. It's made from the blood of the Tailed Beasts and a base liquid of the Waterfall of Truth", he added
Obito was retching as a bloodcurdling howl escaped his lips, mouth foaming and pupils dilating as he spat out a blob of flesh which slowly changed from its translucent form into a mirror copy of the now pallid Ten Tails Jinchuuriki.
Another bloodthirsty screech echoed through the copy's larynx as the reverberations in it's voice shook the very land itself. "Power… I want, I need, more power."
"That's fucking horrifying.", said Hashirama, looking back at the new form of a battlefield.
"Don't get distracted, Hashirama. I am your dance partner."