Another chapter which should begin to tie my story together nicely.
Not sure if i do this in this chapter or the next but for future reference.
"-Italics-" Is when the characters speak something other than Japanese (Which is English but cannon is meant to be Japanese), I had been using Latin (badly) but i really cannot be arsed with translating longer speeches. So italics will have to do.
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Three days since Monica returned, Fukushi's point of view.
Fukushi has been spending the better part of the day searching for the secret pass he had been told to use by the Ro alliance. The Ro alliance was a group of wealthy nobles to which Fukushi managed to get contacts within. They had been the main sellers of his pages and although he planned to make them pay dearly over crossing him. The one-eyed shinobi still recognised he needed their help. It was a delicate relationship, one with a knife pointing towards both parties but still better than scrambling around the country trying to find those pages. Fukushi had to keep stretching his limbs because of the meditation he had been going through to generate enough chakra for all four of his seals. Meditation was far more efficient than sleeping and had the advantage of using next to nothing to maintain his body and keep aware of his surroundings in case someone managed to find him. Although it sacrificed a healthy balance of spirit and body chakra which made him inefficient in the long run.
Moving along a tight rift in the mountain where a stream had cut the rock into a long narrow snaky chasm of grey rock. He reached a point where the stream exited from the cave. Instead of entering the cave Fukushi began to climb. He worked quickly under the failing light. His katana made some moves difficult but he managed to reach the top which was a higher rift where the stream used to flow once a very long time ago. A few mosses and rare mountain flowers clung from the wind up here and Fukushi continued to venture deeper into the mountain pass. Over time he caught the glimpses of Iwagakure. He could already spy several guarding shinobi with their tell-tail uniform off in the distance. The young shinobi had begun to feel nervous and constantly had to remind himself there was no other way. He knew what he was about to do was equally stupid and difficult. Fukushi crept along the mountain ridge and to a small crevasse where he silently dug some summoned kunai into the ground. As he did so, more segments of the pentagram shone until the whole seal was visible. His hands silently flew through several hand signals and the glowing lines faded to black but still somehow defied touching the ground below. At first nothing happened from Fukushi's jitsu but as soon as he left to climb to a plateau and then into the city the wind changed direction and the distance rumble of thunder echoed around the mountain range.
The one-eyed ninja turned around the rock to see the small plateau. He was expecting it to be empty and have a straight shot to entering the village unnoticed. Instead he found a single male ninja wearing black ninja attire but a white flak jacket with a headband with the symbol for cloud etched into the metal. A katana was still sheathed on his back and he just glared at the new arrival. He noticed the approaching enemy and he stood up straight and folded his arms together.
"This is as far as you go. Turn yourself in and you won't be harmed."
'It was too much to ask for this route to be unguarded' Fukushi thought to himself. He tensed up in preparation and pushed all thoughts of fear aside. "I'm afraid that is not an option for me."
"Very well you leave me with no choice." The man drew his katana. In response, the wind blew Fukushi's cloak to one side revealing his own katana on his hip. Fukushi drew his sword and readied the blade in both of his hands and directly in front. The lightning flashed and more ninja joined the fray. Six to Fukushi's left, trying to utilize his blind spot and four on Fukushi's right. The new arrivals looked like two teams of four in standard marron ninja clothing with brown flak jackets. And two ANBU wearing the same as the others but had their trademark masks to cover their faces.
"You see lightning demon, you were sold out to us by the Ro alliance. We knew you were coming to this very spot and now here you are. Last chance, surrender now!" The cloud shinobi demanded. Fukushi's eye widened in betrayal. He contemplated surrendering and leaving his job to Monica, he mentally slapped himself. If he had been sold out, then so has Monica. Fighting was the only option. Fighting against all odds was his specialty.
"I'm out of time, get the fuck out of my way!" Fukushi roared. Both of the katana wielding ninja leaped up at each other and clashed swords. Fukushi flicked his sword behind him hoping to get a second strike before landing. His second strike was met by his opponents second strike, both of whom thought about the same tactic. the sword strikes showered the battlefield with sparks which gave Fukushi the impression he was against a lightning user. He landed to turn to his opponent and lunged again. The two fought fiercely as both matched each other's speed in parrying strikes. Fukushi spied a second attacker. He stepped to one side and used his interlocked blade to block the second attack. He elbowed the cloud shinobi and pushed his back, swiped from right to left following up to a decisive kick to the second attacker. After pushing back both of his opponents Fukushi heard a few projectiles heading from behind him. His blade deflected the incoming kunai.
"Lightning style: lightning whip." Fukushi saw the arc of blue electricity head towards him. He dodged and flicked a kunai at the cloud lightning user which was blocked by a summoned earth wall. Another attacker, to his left. A Swipe caught the shinobi just as his kunai merely scratched Fukushi's cheek. Fukushi's left hand had already primed a jitsu and he palmed the attacker causing him to be thrown away with explosive force. Before Fukushi could finish off the injured shinobi with a kunai, a second wall protected the burned out man.
Two female jonin jumped to either side of Fukushi. He parried one with his katana while the other was blocked by a summoned kunai in reverse grip. A bright flash of lighting found Fukushi behind one of the women. He was crouched low and she cut the back of her knees with his katana. This caused her to fall now her legs were severed. Fukushi immediately buried his kunai into her neck. He pushed the body into the other woman.
Fukushi turned just as a swipe knocked his katana out of his hand. He saved himself from the second blow from the katana cutting down on his shoulder by a quickly summoned kunai.
"Your summoned weapons are a real pain." The cloud shinobi grunted. Fukushi didn't reply he teleported behind the shinobi in hopes of a third kill but was blocked by a large rock in the shape of a fist. Fukushi looked up to see a rock golem who had proceeded to punch Fukushi hard. With another flash of lightning Fukushi found himself on top of the golem's fist and with a string of hand signs.
"Genus Fulminis: Fulgur unda" A series of lightning strikes struck the ground and quickly advanced on the cloud shinobi forcing him to retreat further away. Fukushi wasted no time in pouring his secondary chakra type into his blade and he ran up the golem's arm to decapitate the stone beast. He landed just as the golem fell to the ground. He looked over to see where the caster was. It was a woman with long blonde hair, one eye covered by it even. She was busy making a second rock golem after her previous jitsu became decapitated. Fukushi teleported in front of the woman who had mistakenly separated herself from any hope of salvation. With two kunai in each hand he swiped at the woman's neck who managed to dodge just in time. But the second attack planted a kunai deep into her chest. Her spasms suggested that the kunai was charged with lightning jitsu. Her insides fried and the blonde woman fell with foam frothing in her mouth.
Fukushi had time to reach to the incoming projectiles. He began a new jitsu.
"Genus Fulminis: Fulgur murum." Four kunai summoned in to right hand and he threw them to the floor. A yellow shield wall rose from the kunai and successfully deflected the incoming barrage of kunai and rocks. Two shinobi tried to flank him around the shield and throw more kunai. Fukushi send through several different signs followed by punching the air towards the kunai. This caused the blades to be knocked somehow and fall harmlessly to the floor. The two ANBU made their move finally and both jumped to either side of Fukushi. They silently began to strike unarmed at Fukushi. His tai jitsu was inferior to the two ANBU and he quickly found himself punched across the plateau by both ANBU simultaneously. Before he could land both ANBU were onto him and disarmed his summoned kunai again with a kick. Fukushi blazed through more hand signs; he was much faster with both free hands.
"Genus Ventus: Ventus Pugno." Fukushi's stance changed as if he was holding a round ball in both of his hands. The next melee consisted of every dodge the ANBU made resulted in Fukushi still hitting them with his chakra, in short, he had increased the range of his fists with his wind chakra. Another bright flash of lightning and Fukushi kicked the back of one of the ANBU with just velocity it caused him to break one of the previously summoned wall. The other ANBU leaped back out of range of Fukushi and begun a jitsu by flicking through hand signs.
"Earth style: muddy swamp." Fukushi realised the ground grew soft and so he jumped as high as he could, he summoned his katana back into his hand in mid-air. No sooner as the yellow summoning banner vanished in smoke, Fukushi threw it to the ground and impaled it into the mud. Gracefully he landed on the hilt and balanced on one foot. Two attackers now circled the mud patch and made ready to strike at him. Fukushi signed for another jitsu and this time several kunai were summoned above his head, two for each target. Each kunai flew at speeds too fast to be thrown. A loud crack signalled their attack. One shinobi skilfully dodge one and threw his own kunai to deflect the other one. However, he was forced to fall back from his attack. The other ninja, the same woman from before who did not get stabbed, deflected one kunai with her own blade. A bolt of electricity from Fukushi's attack coursed through her body rendering her paralysed to defend against the second kunai with struck her in-between the eyes. She was dead before she hit the floor from the sheer force of the attack.
Fukushi glared at the remaining six standing shinobi from his vantage point he gave them a cold look with his remaining eye. He had only used one seal's worth of chakra so compared to his opponents he was in much better shape.
"I am only after one thing in this village, step aside and I won't kill you." Fukushi was able to make his demands. The other ninja felt intimidated by the one-eyed, cloaked figure. One stone jonin even began to lose his moral after the onslaught of his team. They were people he had known for a very long time and honestly had not been expecting to lose them after the war.
"Oh I don't think so." Spoke an elderly man. He had a short stature with wise white and a balding head. He was accompanied with two body guards, one large man who towered above the rest and the other a fair looking woman. The tsuchikage looked up at the cloaked man perching in the hilt of his katana. The wind started to kick up and even a few drops of rain began to splatter across the landscape.
When a drop landed on Fukushi it hissed under the heat from the battle. The one-eyed shinobi closed his eye and took a deep breath. More ninja were now joining the fray. Six he recognised from the leaf, four had a tan-coloured uniforms and what looked to have sand etched onto their metal bands, four more had arrived from the Mist, taking personal offense to the loss of one of their own. An additional twenty from Iwagakure also arrived. Each warrior looked battle hardened and ready for whatever Fukushi could throw at them. His chances of beating all these ninja were very slim and he no longer had the surprise advantage he had been relying on for the majority of his battles.
"Tell me youngster, why do you attack us? One against so many, you're almost insane." The tsuchikage continued. He took a seat on a rock. His loud and commanding voice, especially for someone his age. Demanded answers and everyone was listening to Fukushi's excuse.
Fukushi remained silent and patiently waiting for someone to make a move. He closed his remaining eye and listened to all his opponents. He was hearing their heart beats, the rain splashing against their armour. There was a good few minutes of stalling before someone grew impatient and shouted at the lone figure.
"Answer the Tsuchikage, show some respect or manors damn you beast!"
"I don't have time to fight. Don't get in my way and I won't kill you." Fukushi burst out. It had confused many of the newcomers whom from their perspective saw him hopelessly outnumbered. 'About time that jitsu kicked in' Fukushi thought to himself. He had to act quickly in one sweeping motion, any error and he will be destroyed. He took another deep breath, he had been banking his entire plan on Monica leaving small signs to take him straight to where the page was kept. That or summon him should she find it herself. Worst case scenario in his plan was Monica had been taken as a prisoner as soon as she had arrived. Fukushi took a deep breath. The very moment he began to jump down and grab his katana about a dozen ninja fired kunai and jitsu at where he was standing. He vanished in a bright yellow explosion of electricity just as the mass of ordinance struct where he was standing.
The small army of shinobi turned to see where Fukushi had vanished to but no one was expecting the entire valley to be struck by a lightning bolt. Nearly every single building in the village was struck, making it impossible to see where Fukushi had ended up as. Impossible for all but the sixth member of the leaf jonin. He had far superior eyesight and spotted Fukushi running towards the Tsuchikage's tower.
"Naruto lend me your chakra, he's across the village heading to the Tsuchikage's tower." Naruto complied and held the man's shoulder, He vanished as soon as Naruto's chakra was transferred.
"He's heading towards the Tsuchikage's tower!" Naruto roared up. There was a battle cry from some of the jonin as the ninja assault force leaped forward to cover the distance as fast as they could. Giving Fukushi around ten minutes before he was surrounded again.
Fuckishi was now running as fast as he could across the rooftops. He couldn't get any closer without using a more table form of teleportation so he had to leg it for the final few hundred yards. He leaped through a window and barrel rolled across the room. Not caring for the occupancy who were blown back from Fukushi's entrance. He flicked a kunai at the locked door as soon as he got up. The kunai caused an electrical explosion that blasted his get-away open. He burst out of the next window and across the next which had been on a lower plateau. He was making good uninterrupted progress until he heard a voice behind him. Which caused Fukushi to freeze.
"You can really teleport quite some distance, judging from the spectacle just to confuse everyone, it used a lot of chakra didn't it."
"You seem to know how much it uses well, I suppose you can teleport too." Fukushi turned so see his new opponent, which was a mistake.
"Sharingan." The leaf shinobi spoke coldly as if he had just killed Fukushi. Fukushi gasped and clutched his side in intense pain. He collapsed to the floor and breathed heavily from while he tried to get steady. Unfortunately for the aggressor the gen jitsu predictably backfired and caused him to clutch his right eye in agony as well. As Fukushi got up, the cloaked shinobi also took his hand away to reveal the attack caused his closed eye to bleed.
"So you aren't immune after all." The man with the sharingan spoke. "You use your chakra seals as a method of bypassing the effects of gen jitsu, but once they are empty you are vulnerable, am I right?"
"Who are you? How did you know I had those seals?"
"I'm Sasuke Uchiha. Now that I've told you my name, what is yours."
Fukushi was still holding his right side as it ached, Sasuke's sharingan may have been deflected but it had eaten up a whole seal's worth of chakra, if fukushi wasn't careful he would become vulnerable to gen jitsu, and with no other form of defence it would mean certain defeat.
"My name is Fukushi of the Solaris family."
"Never heard of it." Sasuke dismissed. "Where are you from?"
"Nowhere, west from here."
"Who sent you?" Sasuke was getting impatient from the vague answers, but he needed time for his sharingan to stop aching.
"No-one." Fukushi was also wasting time, he began to turn to make a quick escape.
"Who taught you those jitsu?"
"He died." Fukushi leaped backward to turn and run but Sasuke was able to cut him off and swipe at him with his own sword. Sasuke then spun and kicked Fukushi back to where he started on the rooftop. He used his lightning teleport to stop his falling and faced Sasuke while blazing through hand signs. Sasuke had the weird sensation of understanding perfectly what Fukushi was doing despite the new hand signs thrown into the mix. Four kunai were summoned above Fukushi which then proceeded to shoot out at Sasuke with loud cracks. With an uninterested face the Uchiha dodged the four blades. Fukushi responded by repeating the jitsu only this time with eight kunai. Sasuke jumped up and over the eight shots to successfully dodge all of the kunai. He drew his sword and bored it down onto Fukushi who blocked the blow with his own katana. The two glared into each other as Fukushi threw Sasuke off and proceeded to sweep at Sasuke. Dodge after dodge was the only result Fukushi could obtain, being simply not fast enough to land any sort of his on the Uchiha.
Sasuke landed a hit on Fukushi's stomach and knocked him away. Sasuke opened his right eye to reveal his sharingan once more.
"Amaterasu." Sasuke shouted and on command Fukushi burst into black fire. Instead of panicking Fukushi instead teleported in a bright yellow flash to Sasuke's side but he managed to dodge the katana's deadly blade much to Fukushi's annoyance.
"It's a true teleport you do, if you were simply fast those flames would still be burning you."
"If you just stay still I'll tell you all about it in hell."
"I'm not planning on going there just yet." Sasuke spoke calmly despite being in the middle of a skirmish. "You aren't strong enough to take me there either."
"I don't care I must get that page."
"Why?" Sasuke spoke as he dodged volley after volley of thrown kunai. It wasn't until Fukushi closed the distance back into melee with Sasuke did he answer.
"I'm returning what was stolen from me!" His anger was speeding up his attacks to the point Sasuke long since stopped dodging and resorted to parrying the frenzied attacks. Duck, duck, dive, parry, kick, parry. Fukushi had become narrow sighted in trying to land a hit on Sasuke that he didn't notice and orange wearing shinobi with bright yellow hair and a blue ball of chakra in one hand.
"Resengan!" Naruto shouted. Giving Fukushi just enough warning to raid a small lightning shield on his left arm. The two jitsu collided. Fukushi's shield burned bright yellow under the intensity but protected the one-eyed shinobi from the majority of the damage. However, this did not prevent Fukushi being blasted away across the street and through the wall of the building opposite. He was enveloped in the dust kicked up from colliding with the wall.
"Did that defeat him?" Naruto asked, breathing heavily from running fast enough to catch up.
"No." The dust cleared and they both saw Fukushi struggling to get up. The damage was done to his body and he was ready to give in to his fate. He glared out at the two standing shinobi on the rooftop across the street. The left side of his face was covered in his own blood again as he hit the wall hard. He wanted to run and live for another day, clearly, he was overpowered right now. steadying his footing he told himself he had to do this, in the middle of the hornets' nest. With no friends and nowhere to run to. Hell, if he did run what could he do after that. The pages were the only thing that kept him focused and without that drive he was sure he'd unravel there and then. Fukushi gripped his katana tightly in his right hand and a kunai in his left. With a battle cry he charged forward out of the building and he leaped to cross the gap.
He would have made it across and back into the battle if Sasuke with a stoic face whispered the word 'Sharingan'. Fukushi froze in mid-air as the paralysing gen jitsu worked on his body. He had forgotten that his chakra storage had become too low to be effective at repelling the sharingan. Hitting the side of the building brought him out of the gen jitsu but he fell hard to the ground three stories below with his katana clattering to the ground beside him. Fukushi stared up at the rain as it seemed to come down harder than ever to him.
"Sorry.. Father… I couldn't… I.. Failed." He spoke in a whisper to himself. Tears were washed off by the rain. He hardly even registered the shinoibi jumping on him to make sure he couldn't move. He had several kunai and an assortment of other weapons all pointing to him almost daring him to make a move. Fukushi closed his eyes and allowed reality to slip away.