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"Talk"
'Think'
"Talk"
'Think'
The three remaining Anbu members contained a stance of skepticism as the former blond, and hopeful Anbu member Ibiki kept bragging about concentrated his chakra. Using two simple hand seals Naruto whispered the technique that completely made them raise their eyebrows behind their masks.
"Earth Style: Dark Swamp." he whispered out the jutsu Jiraiya literally pounded into his head until it was perfect. Immediately the roof surface around the nearest Sound Four members, in this case the red-headed woman, suddenly turned into mud breaking the woman's concentration. As the woman sank into the chakra-infused mud, and swore her head off in the process, the barrier surrounding the forest area that obscured the Sandaime Hokage's battle cracked and shattered.
The remaining three looked on in horror that one of their ultimate techniques was rendered useless, causing the Anbu members to storm into the wooded area. The three however weren't going to let their master easily get overrun by them and decided to join the fray themselves, Naruto was about to head in with them as well until a demonic roar stopped him in his tracks.
Looking back he saw a demonic possessed Gaara screaming at him. The entire right side of his torso and face was covered in sand, his right arm was clearly longer and wider than his left with sharp sand claws, his face had Shukaku's feature and glowing yellow eye, and let not forget the deadly sand tail violently swishing back and forth striking and killing enemy and allies alike.
"Uzumaki!" his demonic voice screamed at him. Using his demonic form he bent his legs and bolted like a rocket towards his opponent. Thanks to this form increasing his speed the red-headed jinchuriki caught Naruto by surprise and headbutted him into the forest where Orochimaru was.
The two broke through trees, Naruto took the brunt of the attack but the chakra shield coating him protected him from most of the damage. The two kept heading through the complicated branched, past the Anbu members and landed right in the middle of Sarutobi and Orochimaru's fight.
The two of course were surprised to see their fight to death interrupted, especially Hiruzen now dressed in his old combat outfit that included a black jumpsuit with gray shoulder armor, a gauntlet on his right arm, iron mesh covering his forearms and calves, his old black long strapped Leaf hitai-ate bandanna that went to the ground tied to the front of his ninja helmet. Inscribed on the back of his outfit was the kanji for Sandaime Hokage, that was completed with black open-toed shinobi-styled sandals, and a giant black staff with a golden eye near the tip of it in his hands.
Orochimaru however sneered seeing the brat that somehow survived his sword, and he was beginning to think had a hand in foiling his carefully planned invasion plans. No longer supporting his gray Jounin attire that was worn in his village and was wearing something that felt right in his opinion. Now wearing a plain gray short-sleeved yakuta with a black polo turtleneck shirt underneath it. Black shinobi-styled pants and a thick purple rope belt tied in a large knot behind his back with his usual blue tomoe-shaped earrings and black open-toed shinobi-styled sandals. In his pale and purple nail-polished hands was the legendary Kusanagi sword.
Ignoring the two legendary shinobi Naruto kicked the demonic Gaara off of him and back flipped away. Unsheathing the Juuchi Yosamu he wasted no movement before gripping the great tachi with both hands, he scrapped it against his scabbard lighting it aflame, and rushing at his fellow jinchuriki. Gaara howled angrily at his opponent, unleashing a torrent of sharp wind from his mouth. The former blond easily pumped some chakra into his legs and leaped into the air leaving the devastating technique to hit the thick layer of branches, and easily tear through them.
Doing a somersault in midair Naruto brought the flaming blade down on the psychotic redhead. Gaara however blocked it with his tail, Shukaku's container hissed out in pain as the hot sword started cutting into his tail. So pumping more of his demons chakra into the tail it hardened to the texture of the hardest stone. Twisting his face into a sadistic grin Gaara brought his sand-covered hand out, and to the spectators surprise his hand flew off and impacted his torso harshly, causing his already damaged armor to crack and shatter even further, and it didn't help matters when he impacted one of the thicker branches, dropping his tachi in the process.
Outside the arena Mushashi found himself outside of a locked door, normally he would have kicked the door down, but he saw the name on door that caused his to stop. On the door in broad lettering was the word Matron, immediately his spine started tingling, a sensation that he hated more than anything else. He hoped that he was wrong in feeling the dread that was coming over him, and brought his right foot up.
Lashing out with a mighty kick the monk tore the door from its hinges and onto the floor. His brown eyes that were continuously open for now scanned the room, and saw nothing out of the ordinary. No closet, a regular desk, bookshelves, and a window facing the devastation outside. Scratching his bald head he wondered what exactly he was feeling and hearing earlier. Stepping inside he heard the floorboards squeak under his weight, but all the floorboards squeaked in this place so he ignored that fact for the moment.
Finding himself at the bookshelf Mushashi casually looked at the titles. Each one had some sort of writing on it from activities to the names of the children, shaking his head to rid the images of the poor souls in that room of slaughter he noticed one particularly large book with the title Naruto Uzuamki. Taking a breath he pulled it out and opened to a random page.
The Hokage wishes me to take care of one Naruto Uzuamki, the Kyuubi container of all people! It's bad enough I have to take care of even more brats from the devastation the demon inflicted upon our village. How senile is that old fool! To actually order me to take care of that disgusting demon and putting more work on my already overloaded table is insulting, if he wasn't paying me to take care of the little monster I would have killed that brat right then and there damn the consequences!
Gritting his teeth Mushashi turned to another random page.
Several weeks have passed since the little bastard came into my orphanage, my attempts to end his life have been unsuccessful. I tried to "forget" to feed him, but every time that I check to see if he died of starvation I find the little monster alive and happy. Then I tried poisoning him only to somehow trip and spill his poisonous formula, and the Hokage has the nerve to talk down to me! Whatever is going on has me on edge in this orphanage, like someone is watching me.
Raising an eyebrow the monk figured someone, must have been watching over the young one before turning to another random page.
The brat is two years old today, the nerve of him being alive this long is causing me an ulcer. But luckily for me a few days ago someone from the Civilian Council, a pink-haired lady came to help with my concerns. Now they say rumors spread fast like wildfire, well barely a day ago I muttered that I would do anything to have the brat done in. She actually paied me and offered for one of her friends to take the brat away for the day, and I can hear his cries of pain from the festival. Happy birthday you little demon, you deserve what's coming to you.
"Now this does not make any sense, seriously woman while I get what your writing this passage just doesn't make any sense." Mushashi shook his head at the awful writings before reading more of it. But with each page he went through his blood boiled hot at the various ways this woman manipulated Naruto into getting his most serious injuries. But at the last passage he nearly tore the book in half.
The brat isn't dead! I remember seeing two shinobi that looked Chuunin-level take him from the village years ago. But now I see that little bastard standing tall, healthy, and strong! I don't know how he lives to this day but I know exactly how to get rid of him, he will provide his weak points and that's when we will get him!
Angrily slamming the book shut Mushashi stuffed it into his orange, and slightly bloody robe. Just from reading several of the woman's entries the monk knew that she was nothing but a money grubbing she-devil! His ears then picked up a barely covered up gasp behind the book case, clearly not in the mood for anything he grabbed the side of it and pulled outwards. With the shelf not budging the monk then knew that this was some sort of secret hiding place, his muscles tightening and his teeth grinding against each other he pulled with all his might until the subtle cracking noises echoed thoughout the room.
With a yell of anger he tore the hiding compartment from the wall and threw it across the room. Books and folders fell from the bookshelves as it broke into pieces and smashed through the wall. But Mushashi didn't give a damn about that, no right now he was staring at the source of his anger. Nothing but a wrinkly and decrepit old woman who looked to be in her seventies at the latest. In her hands was nothing but a cane shaking like a leaf in a wind storm
"Your not the enemy." she sighed in relief, her voice sounding sweet and calm, almost like your sweet old grandma.
"Wrong you old bitch." Mushashi growled at her before grabbing her by the front front her blue dress.
"Put me down!" the Matron bellowed, now sounding hoarse and angry.
"Tell me something you old wretch!" the monk bellowed back at her, "Your supposed to be a guardian of those children. A guardian dammit! Yet I find you shaking in your boots behind a damn safe-"
Anything he would have said was interrupted when the old woman hit his thigh with her cane. Her beady black eyes glared into his brown ones, and opening her mouth to reveal several missing teeth she snarled at him, "Those little brats will cost me more money after this invasion is over. Do you not think that there will be no causalities in this? No! More children will lose their parents and they will cause more of a burden on my old bones, so I'm doing this village a favor by letting those here die and taking care of the new batch!"
"You left thirty defenseless children to die by the hands of murders and rapists! I heard their cries of pain, I heard them all begging the men to stop, instead they were raped and massacred! How can you live with yourself knowing you let thirty potential lives go to waste! Tell me how!" Mushashi demanded.
The woman only spat in his face.
Growling in response Mushashi brought his hands to her scrawny neck and started squeezing down on to it. The Matron's eyes soon began to widen as she gasped for air, she kicked her feet at the monk's stomach, but to no avail, she whacked him in the head with her cane, but that was futile as well. The woman began coughing violently for air, her face started turning blue, her eyes rolled in the back of her head, and soon enough she was just dangling in the mad monks grip.
Bringing his mouth to her ear Mushashi whispered the last words she would ever hear, "This pain does not even come close to what they felt. And for your information Naruto doesn't have a weakness, it died with her."
Right then and there the Matron's grip went slack, and her cane fall to the floor.
Dropping the dead woman to the ground Musashi wiped his face and left the office, never even looking back.
On the outskirts of the walls ten shinobi, all from the Hidden Sand Village were meditating within a clearing all in a specific location around a complex summoning circle. Each held a scroll in their mouths to initiate the next phase of the invasion, for their part in the plan they were to summon one of Orochimaru's most powerful snakes. Their hands clasped tightly in the goat seal awaited the signal from a runner to tell them to begin the process.
However they soon felt themselves weakening their eyes began to droop, the scrolls fell from their mouth and all collapsed into a crumpled heap. In the trees it revealed several members of the Aburame Clan, each covered in thick jackets that obscured their facial features with dark sunglasses covering their eyes. One of them brought his hand to the communicator hidden underneath his hood and whispered, "Mission accomplished all targets are down."
Suddenly the Aburame member heard a hissing noise, looking downward he saw a kunai imbedded with an exploding tag on the end of it. Before he could move, let alone say "Oh shit." the tag exploded taking the tree along with the Aburame member with it in a fiery explosion. Immediately several Sand and Sound shinobi unleashed a barrage of kunai and shuriken, many of the Aburame members managed to use a substitution in time, the others unfortunately were not fast enough.
A Sand shinboi began the process of performing a wind jutsu, but before he even got the chance to finish to the last hand seal, he heard a whizzing noise and then found himself doing somersaults in the air. Then he felt his head hit the ground, he found that he could not speak, only blink. He blinked eleven times before he blinked no more.
Zabuza standing on the long handle of Kubikiribocho embedded in a nearby tree stared at the corpse of his beheaded enemy with a passing glance. Clasping his hands together and muttered, "Ninja Art: Hidden Mist Jutsu." even without a nearby water source the ex-Mist shinobi with his many years of practice with this technique conjured an incredible thick mist that covered the entire area.
Grinning under his mask Zabuza did his usual routine to invoke fear in his enemies. "Heart, lungs, spine, brain, liver, kidneys, jugular vein, the bodies seven most vital spots." he said to his enemies, after emitting his killing intent. "Which one of you will die first?"
Several of the wet behind the ears shinobi, several who have been Chuunin for less than a year immediately froze in place out of fear. Growing up in the Sand village, while the weakest out of the five great nations in military strength, they made up for it by learning everything they could about the other countries. Like for example against Cloud shinobi their wind jutsu's were superior to their lightning jutsu's, but most importantly they learned about certain key individuals within the villages. Zabuza was one of them, because of several reasons. He was the last living member of the previous generation of The Seven Swordsmen of the Mist, a master of the Silent Killing technique, a skilled swordsman with his legendary blade that was once wielded by Shishio Makoto's faction member Fuji, and most of all he would not even bat an eyelash as he beheaded his opponents.
Sure enough they heard a cry of pain and the familiar thump of a body as it fell to the ground. Looking around several Sand shinobi saw the unfortunate victim, his throat split wide open, and standing over him was none other than the infamous Demon of the bloody Mist staring straight at them, his chakra and killing intent emitting into a shroud showing them all a savagely grinning demon head behind him.
Standing frozen in fear was their downfall. Without warning the remaining ten Sand shinobi saw a chain flying at them, the sharp edges dug into their bodies despite their flak-vests. The two deadliest siblings of their generation pulled with great difficulty, feeling their muscles in their clawed arms bulge, strain, and tear under the pressure they let out a great yell before tearing their ten enemies in half.
Shouldering his gigantic blade Zabuza shook his head and chuckled, "Ten at once, that has to be a record for the two of you."
"But not the smartest idea we had to date." Gozu replied before rubbing his right arm, no doubt he was going to feel that in the morning.
"Agreed brother." Meizu said to them both before rubbing his left arm.
"But we thank you nonetheless." a monotone voice said above them, looking up the three ex-Mist shinobi saw several of the surviving Aburame members high in the trees. The apparent leader of the group like all members wore a high collared tan coat with a large pouch fastened to the back of his jacket, dark sunglasses covering his eyes, but he had long brown hair. "Because of you our losses were minor compared to those who would have been lost if you didn't show up sooner."
"Not a problem, but my question...uhh."
"Muta."
"Muta, my question is how exactly did these shinobi get through your defenses? Back in my Missing-nin days the only reason I didn't even try to enter Fire Country was from the tales of your clan taking out intruders on sight. And I know the Hokage informed your entire clan of the invasion." Zabuza said to the no doubt always mysterious Aburame Clan member.
"You are correct Zabuza-san, before the exam even started we sent our insects to the border of Fire Country. Apparently many of our enemies, unfortunately got through disguised as civilians before we even were informed, and those we did find out were carefully tracked until we could strike." Muta replied to the deadly shinobi.
"How many are still out there?" Gozu dared to ask.
"Shikuro is currently on the offensive with his squad in the east section. Lord Shibi is heading back to the village with his squad to provide backup, and finally my squad is heading north."
"North?" Meizu questioned.
"That is where many of my insects are telling me there are around fifty known enemy shinobi." Muta replied.
Grinning under his bandaged mask, Zabuza patted the man's shoulder. "Well then we don't have time to waste do we?"
Howling at his opponent Gaara opened his mouth to unleash a powerful wind jutsu to finish his opponent off. What he did not anticipate was a giant staff to beam him in the human part of his face, sliding and tearing up the roofs surface, parts of his face chipped and cracked from the sand armor protecting him. Not even feeling the pain Shukaku's container lashed out at the Sandaime Hokage with his sand arm. Hiruzan raised his staff up and blocked the sand arm from crushing him, but because of the force he was sent flying back into the miniature forest.
"Hiruzen you fool! Leave the brat be, and kill Orochimaru!" Sarutobi's staff bellowed at him.
"I was not going to allow Naruto to be harmed in my sight Enma!" the old Kage growled at his summon.
"You need to kill the snake like you should have years ago Hiruzen, I won't let you make the same mistake again!" Enma growled back. "We are severely outnumbered, not only did we have to deal with the snake but the previous Hokage's as well, now we have Sand's insane jinchuriki without any sort of help."
"I wouldn't say that." Sarutobi didn't hide his smile as the three Anbu members appeared next to him, but he also frowned seeing three of his traitorous student's minions appear next to him, each appearing quite young.
"Your orders my Lord." the three Anbu members chorused.
"Back me up you three, this fight's going to get intense." the old Kage shrunk his staff to it's less bulky size and slammed it on the ground, "No holding back."
Silently nodding the three followed their Lord into battle.
Stuck in the tree Naruto spat to the side not liking this situation one bit, taking a deep breath he brought his hands together on the outside of the claw crushing him, "Fire Style: Inferno Tower of Hell!" he shouted out, pouring his fire nature chakra into the technique. The familiar raging fire sprouted upwards from his position, while engulfed in Kyuubi's chakra shroud he felt the bite of flames licking off him and the molten glass hitting his exposed skin.
Falling from what used to be his sand prison, Naruto landed square on his feet, thrust his hands out, and sent the tower of fire toward Orochimaru and his subordinates. However before it could even get half way it was blocked by a giant tower of water, immediately dissipating it and creating a bunch of steam. Narrowing his eyes he saw the figure who interrupted his attack.
The man stood at five foot eleven wearing blue metal plated samurai armor, underneath it he had what looked like a black turtleneck with a white fur collar, black pants with mesh armor underneath that went to his ankles, and simple open-toed shinobi-styled sandals. But it was his unforgettable face that caught his attention as well, his Leaf hitai-ate resembling a face guard similar to Zaku's pronouncing his white shaggy hair, red eyes and his red streaks under his eyes and on his chin clearly showing him to be an albino.
"Tobirama Senju." Naruto whispered out.
Looking a little further out he saw a man standing roughly around six feet in height with dark tan skin, brown eyes, and long black hair that reached to his shoulders. Wearing a similar styled armor like Tobirama, only his being dark red, with the symbol of the Senju Clan on the collar, black pants, and open-toed shinobi-style sandals, along with a hitai-ate proudly tied to his forehead.
"And Hashirama Senju." frowning the former blond picked his sword off the ground that he dropped when he was slammed into the tree trunk. "So looks like that bastard snake revived them using a forbidden jutsu to bring back the dead. I think I'm fucked here."
"I would think not." a familiar voice replied.
Looking back he saw Shikamaru and Shino of all people coming in behind him, but both were covered in blood, and each had tears in their clothing. "I see you both have had some trouble." he stated.
"Three Jounin and the rest being Chuunin is not as easy as it sounds." Shikamaru sighed tiredly.
"Now we have to face our former Hokage's as well. Naruto what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into?" Shino dared to ask.
"That would take years to tell, but I have a plan if you three are up to it." Naruto said to the two of them.
"We're listening."
On the Namikaze Mansion grounds were littered with the bodies of many Sound and Sand shinobi. Several were blown to pieces, others were impaled by kunai or shuriken, some were burnt to a crisp, while others were electrified, and at least two were drowned in the training pond. To the survivors who lived through the hell that they endured through the hellish place called the Namikaze back yard, they knew that they would never forget the deadly traps that killed over fifty of their comrades as long as they lived.
Only fifteen of them were left alive, and a few were beginning to wonder what their respected leaders were thinking by sending them to this trap crazy place. The last surviving Sand Jounin gulped loudly before signaling the survivors to follow him, instead of running they all slowly walked to make sure that they did not activate anymore traps. Unfortunately this was not to be, one of the Sound shinobi stepped on something and after taking his foot off there was a tiny beeping sound, and then a explosion.
The blast immediately killed the unfortunate Sound shinobi and the two shinobi, one in front and the other behind him were also killed, one dying immediately, but the other was only split in half and screaming out in agony. His buddy a Sand ninja immediately bolted over to the poor man, he desperately tried to comforted him. But the man just kept screaming.
"Come on Tashi please be quiet!" the Sand shinobi screamed at him, his voice breaking in the futile attempt to ease his best friends pain.
The Sand shinobi known as Tashi gripped his friends arm, his black eyes looked up into his. Gripping the cloth of the mans arm, he opened him mouth only for the crimson blood that kept him alive to spill out of his mouth just like the lower half of his torso. Despite the pain wracking his body and the blood flowing from his mouth he said to his friend in a harsh whisper, "K-Ka-Kaze...Kill me!"
The Sand shinobi known as Kaze shook his head in denial.
"Do it you bastard!" Tashi screamed at him despite the blood hitting his best friends face and chest. "I'm done for...ju-just do it...please!" he continued to scream at him, this time tears of pain and suffering fell from his eyes and mixed with the blood coming from his mouth.
Tears also fell from Kaze's eyes knowing that his friend was right. Bringing his shaking right hand to his kunai pouch he managed to unclasp it, it took all his will power to bring it over his friend and plunged it down on his neck.
The Sand Jounin watched in silence, fully knowing that those two were inseparable when they were kids. Holding up his hand he made a few hand motions for his troops to stay put and went to check on Kaze. It took several painstakingly seconds until he reached him and saw that there was nothing he could do for him.
Kaze's mouth was wide open, his hands clutched tightly to the kunai imbedded in his friends throat, and his eyes were glossed over showing nothing but emptiness. The thousand mile stare, the poor boy was driven to the point where his mind shattered, he was of no use to the mission, and no harm to anyone. So the Sand Jounin just left him there and ordered his remaining eleven men to follow him.
After minutes of prowling around he found a window, fully knowing that it could be a trap he beckoned one of the Sound, the remaining Sound shinobi to be exact, to open it. Gulping loudly the Sound shinobi carefully walked under the window, once he got into the right position his hands went to the window. Successfully opening the window the Sound shinobi looked inside the mansion, and then his head exploded into a mess of goo and gore.
Shaking his head sadly the Sand shinobi brought his hand up and signaled his remaining squad to retreat and get the hell out of there. Whatever was supposed to be in that mansion was not worth the carnage, orders be damned!
"They're leaving." Zaku sighed out in relief from the window where the Sound shinobi laid on the ground dead as a doorknob. Flexing his right hand he did the deed with he was amazed that they both were working like normal, sure they were scarred at the elbows were they were blown off, but with those Medical ninjas fixing him up, and Haku giving him daily healing sessions they were as good as ever.
"Good, the less fighting I have to do the better." Haku replied.
"Good! While we are sitting in her like cowards Zabuza and the others are out fighting and dying for us. How can they expect us to just sit here and wait!" Dosu demanded.
Kin only sighed in response to that. While Dosu was normally level-headed, and logical, he had one fatal flaw that was easy to see. He was loyal, which in itself wasn't a bad thing, but he sometimes took it to an extreme. The first being loyal to Orochimaru and his cause, but then when he betrayed them to be used for something that would undoubtedly end their lives Naruto came into the picture. By saving them from a fate that would be worse than death, however he also made them his slaves -something that she wasn't even remotely fond of-, and left them in the care of Zabuza while he trained. Suppressing a shiver at what the former Mist shinobi did to them at what he called training, they also learned who their master was, and what he was really like if a select few were lucky to see it.
But she couldn't help but wonder what else there was to the former blond.
"Dosu-san." Haku quietly whispered, causing his single eye to widen when she smiled at him. What seemed like a normal smile freaked him the hell out. "The Namikaze Mansion holds many powerful objects that would cause disaster if they fell into the wrong hands. But most of all this place is special to Naruto-kun, and your home. Now you wouldn't want anything to happen to it now would you?"
Gulping louder than her ever did in his life the one-eyed shinobi only nodded. So doing the smartest thing for the moment he closed his eyes and focused his chakra into his ears to listen for anymore intruders on the property.
"Are you ready?" Naruto asked after he sheathed his tachi.
"It surprises me that you can speak that fast in under thirty seconds, and still make us understand it." Shino commented.
"Got it, and I agree with Shino." Shikamaru remarked after handing the former blond the kunai he demanded.
Nodding to the two Genin Naruto started the plan by sprinting down the middle. Throwing the kunai with all his might, and as quickly as the kunai left his hand he quickly flew his hands into the tiger hand seal, "Shadow Kunai Jutsu!" he shouted, causing the single kunai to become twenty. The Nidaime Hokage quickly brought his hands down to the roof and immediately a wall of water sprouted up thanks to his incredible water manipulation to use the steam itself, along with the water molecules in the air to form into a water tower for himself. That is what Naruto counted on, as the shadows rose higher because of the dense water Shikamaru struck. Running along a branch he threw his trench knife into the entire area where the Nidaime Hokage was kneeling, and when the tower fell all that was left was the water on the ground along with the trapped Nidaime Hokage. With the water on the ground Naruto quickly went into a string of hand seals and forced a good majority of his chakra into this technique.
"Water Style: Water Dragon Jutsu!" he hollered, manipulating the water into the shape of the familiar water dragon. However for him with the lack of a great water source the dragon was small in stature.
The Shodaime Hokage just simply clapped his hands together, and using his powerful affinity for his wood bloodline, he willed the branches to pierce the water dragon and entangle Naruto. Gasping in surprise his chakra shroud was immediately forced back into his body, and immediately began to feel his power drain from him. It was only thanks to Shino sending his chakra draining insects at the dead Hokage, Naruto was freed.
Panting a bit from the slight exhaustion he was feeling the Kyuubi jinchuriki looked at the two, "You think you can hold them?"
Despite his best efforts Shikamaru saw the dead Nidamie beginning to move. So putting his hands in the rat seal, he use the Shadow Possession Jutsu to bind the man even further, it wasn't much without a great light source, but it was the best he could come up with. "I'll keep him still as long as I can!" he grunted out.
"Even though he's dead my insects can still eat his chakra, I'll keep him down until a better opportunity comes along." Shino replied, for once glad he was wearing thick clothing to hide the amount of sweat coming from his body.
Nodding gratefully towards the two Naruto unsheathed Juuchi Yosamu once again. Settling his eyes on the sight before him he saw a bear masked Anbu member fighting against what looked like a spider freak, a kiwi masked Anbu member fighting against a two headed goth, and finally the Anbu Captain fighting and easily dominating a fat punk-looking guy. So turning his head towards the Sandaime Hokage he saw him fighting against Orochimaru himself, but that brought up one question.
Where the hell was Gaara?
Hearing a roar from his side Naruto knew where the psychopath was. Turning on his heel the former blond intercepted the giant sand claw from crashing down on him with his sword. Feeling like he was clashing against steel the swordsman's arms started shaking, he tried to activate Kyuubi's chakra cloak, but to his dismay he found it impossible to access it. Snarling he figured it had something to do with the deceased Shodaime and his wood bloodline, he'd admit that he did learn a lot under Saizuchi, but he didn't learn everything, especially when he put off learning about the previous Kage's of Fire Country for obvious reasons.
But that did not mean he was a one trick pony! Keeping his left hand secured on the handle of his blade, Naruto brought his right arm back and struck it. Thanks to Gaara hardening his sand up to try and crush his, the former blond was able to use the Double Layer Limit and shattered the hardened sand like stone. Roaring in defiance Gaara opened his mouth and unleashed a torrent of slicing wind.
The blast hit his opponent, the sharp blades of wind cut into his armor and tore it away, the yakuta was next becoming shreds of cloth, and finally digging into his skin. Opening his mouth Naruto finally knew it was time to use the second technique he learned from the Forbidden Scroll, charging his fire nature chakra into his throat he exhausted a stream of condensed fire.
With fire being stronger than wind it easily tore through Gaara's wind jutsu, and because wind increased the size of the fire it burned hotter and consumed the one-tailed jinchuriki. For the first time in his life Gaara screamed in pain, his flesh bubbled, his clothes burned, he saw the molten glass melt off his skin causing waterfalls of blood to fall from him.
"Blood! I'm bleeding!" he screamed out in pain and fright, never once feeling the agony of pain before caused his mind to overload and let out a demonic roar. Shukaku's chakra exploded from his body causing the flames to extinguish, and the area around him began to dissolve into sand and surround his body.
The explosion of wind and chakra completely surprised those that were fighting on the room. The three Anbu members and the Sound Four members were blasted off the roof. The seven weren't really lucky enough to come out unscathed, all of them hit the branches and trees, receiving cuts, broken bones, and the fat one was impaled on a root before tumbling off the roof.
Orochimaru and Hiruzen were blown into the two Genin holding the founders of the village in their respective jutsu's. The Snake Sannin hit Shino in the face with his body causing him to lose concentration of his Insect Sphere causing the deceased Shodaime Hokage to break free. And the Sandaime barreled into Shikamaru causing him lose focus and break away his already failing technique, leaving the old mans sensei to fight freely once again.
For Naruto however he was tackled completely off the roof by a transformed Gaara, the upper portion of his body completely covered in sand and looking more like the demon that was inside him. The two then crashed through the wall of the stadium and into the village.
Armageddon: And that's the second part of the Invasion Arc.
Lt. Doom: Geez man your getting demented. What happened to the days where we just fucked around, and made fun of Liquor here?
Pvt. Liquor: HEY!
Armageddon: That's because I can do what I want on here, and right now this is serious stuff. But there are a few issues I wish to discuss with my fans, thirteen reviews? Really? That's the lowest I've ever had, seriously what's going on here? I used to get tons of reviews for a single chapter, as my writing skills increase my fans decrease. For my loyal ones I thank you, but for those who stopped I ask what the hell?
Lt. RasenganFin: He has a point, while it takes a little longer than when he was first starting out the man is putting in details. That is what the readers want dammit! Not some crap that you can just write in a day that looks like an abomination between a yaoi fanboy and a flaming yaoi fanboy!
Pvt. VFSNAKE: Hey! I write chapters in a day at times so I resent that!
Armageddon: Your's does not look like an abomination RasenganFin just stated.
Pvt. RasenganFin: Oh.
Armageddon: Now there is another thing I would like to address, somebody pmed me a few days ago asking what Naruto's body structure was. If you want tme to be specific then he has the body structure of Enishi Yukishiro from Rurouni Kenshin, there now that we got that straightened out I want so say something else. Please for the love of God put in details for your reviews, I'm not perfect and I'm bout to make mistakes, heak if it wasn't for Rictor Yagami telling me I mispelled a few things I would have never seen it until months later, it's spelling mistakes and misprounounciation that causes readers to scoff at storied like these. Also please tell me what you liked or disliked about the chapter instead of one liners, if I can get a proper idea of what I'm doing right or wrong then story would exceed to greater heights. For those who put in detailed reviews I thank you.
Sgt. Shadowtrayster: Noted sir!
Armageddon: Also there is something I should have said last chapter. Japan, one of my favorite places in the world was hit by an earthquake and a tsunami, and is facing a nuclear meltdown. Yes it's a month late saying this but man that sucks, I wish them all the best over there and hope they have a speedy recovery. All that said I bid you all a good day and hope you enjoy this latest chapter.