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"Talk"

'Think'

"Talk"

'Think'

"You fucking asshole, you just have to keep being a pain in my ass!" Naruto hollered at the giant sand demon.

With his enhanced hearing Shukaku looked down and saw the bloody ningen his container was fighting. And hearing the little whelp cussing at him made the ever prideful one-tailed demon's head erupt into a giant tick mark before he bellowed at him, "Who are you calling an asshole, asshole!"

"Not you, you one-tailed rat! I'm talking to your insomniac container!" the white-haired teen continued screaming at the giant demon, completely disregarding the fact that it could easily crush him with over a billion pounds of sand.

"Rat! How dare you, I'm a raccoon you little shit stain!" Shukaku hollered before he willed the sand from his body to flow out, and crush the pathetic swordsman.

Cursing once again Naruto did the smartest thing he could do at the time and ran. Pumping some chakra into his legs, he jumped high into the air making the enormous piles of sand miss him. After landing onto the nearest branch he proceeded to run away from the village, even though he was wounded, bordering on exhaustion, and frankly not a happy person right now, he fully knew that Shukaku was focused on him. And thanks to that he was not going to attack the village until he was dead.

However sand continued to fly after him, causing him to almost loose balance several times. And he continued to uncharacteristically curse his head off at the ginormous jerk who continued to make his day even more worse than it already was.

Snapping his eye open Dosu silently cursed under his breath, "More are coming."

"How many?" Zaku asked.

"Only twenty this time, but thanks to those last forty many of the traps were activated. We could maybe get three, maybe four if they triggered the remaining traps, and if all of us attacked together we could hopefully get another four, maybe seven if we're lucky enough." the one-eyed teen replied.

"Maybe we don't have to do anything at all." Kin smirked. Seeing the three of them raise an eyebrow at her she went to the nearest window and quietly opened it. Bringing her dainty, but calloused hands to the window still she revealed a dozen wires.

"Your bell illusion technique?" Zaku asked.

"I get it now." Haku spoke up, "From what I've seen with Zabuza training you, each of you got something special up your sleeves." pointing at Dosu she said, "With that Melody Arm of yours, you're the close range fighter, and with its ability you can instantly kill or capture you enemy with that taijutsu of yours." she then pointed to Zaku, "You're the middle range fighter with those tubes in your arms, and the ninjutsu user of the team." and finally she pointed to Kin, "And finally you're the long range fighter, and the genjutsu user to disillusion your enemies to make your teammates do their work."

The three ex-sound Genin looked at each other dumbly, and could only nod in response. Was it that obvious?

Snapping her fingers to get their attention Haku nodded to Dosu to continue tracking the enemy, and when the time was right they would spring their trap.

On the outside the twenty Sound shinobi trended cautiously, seeing the bodies of their comrades strewn on the lawn showed them that this place was dangerous. The Jounin commander for this unit raised his right hand up and signaled three Chuunin's under his command to move up.

The three Chuunin gulped a bit before they sprinted towards the house. It was a simple tactic, pump some chakra into their legs, and run like hell towards the mansion. Did they think they would succeed? No, in fact they fully expected to die like their forty comrades, but they would rather take their chance at succeeding rather than facing Orochimaru is they failed. Halfway there one of them stepped on the wrong spot of the lawn, and a dozen shurkiens flew out of the trees.

Two of them jumped high into the air, the other one wasn't so lucky when the deadly projectiles imbedded into him. When the other two landed onto the ground one immediately fell through a trap door, and was impaled into the spike trap, the man screamed out bloody murder but the remaining Chuunin willed himself to ignore his shrieks of agony. Mustering up his last bit of courage he screamed like a barbarian and ran towards the mansion once again. To his immense surprise he reached the front door, brought his foot up, and kicked it wide open. Turning around he waved at his comrades to tell them it was all clear, only for his face to twist in horror as he was blasted forward with a gaping hole through his chest.

Placing his hands on his temples, the Jounin commander raised his right hand again, and ordered the remaining troops to move forward. They did with great reluctance and like the Chuunin's, they pumped their chakra into their legs, and ran like bats out of hell.

That's when Kin sprang her trap, yanking the dozen wires the several dozen bells attached to the wires started jingling. The sixteen shinobi immediately stumbled due to the loss of their motor skills, and then they fell prey to the three shinobi who leaped out from the mansion. Zaku, and Dosu each had two shuriken in their hands and threw them with deadly accuracy, striking down four of what they believed were the strongest out of the entire group. Haku however had six senbon needles and threw them into the necks of three other shinobi to put them into a "dead" state for the Torture and Interrogation division to extract any information for later use.

The remaining nine shinobi recognizing two of the assailants as their own tried to fight back, to strike the traitors down in the name of Orochimaru. But thanks to Kin's genjutsu they couldn't even bring their arms up into the tiger seal to even try and dispel it. Dosu readily took advantage of their situation and brought his melody arm up and beamed one of them in the face, crushing his nose, and sending cartilage into his brain. Not wasting any momentum once he touched the ground, he put his weight on the his left leg and sprang towards his next opponent, bringing his melody arm up again he slammed it into his opponent's belly, and discharged a blast of concentrated sonic vibrations into his stomach, liquefying his organs. As his enemy fell over dead with a giant glob of blood flowing from his mask, the former Sound Genin used his free hand to pull out a kunai from his deceased opponent's kunai pouch and slashed out, opening the his nearest enemies throat in a spray of crimson.

Like his teammate Zaku brought his proud arms in front of him and bellowed, "Supersonic Slicing Wave!" focusing his chakra into the highest density that he could he fired his most powerful technique off at the remaining six sound shinobi. While it was a C-ranked technique his experience with the tubes in his arms allowed him to control the air pressure that erupted from them. As the powerful technique flew from the tubes in his arms hit the area his six victims were in, the entire ground they were on was completely wiped out.

Landing on the ground, the Genin's knees buckled and he fell straight on his butt and began panting a bit in pain. While his arms were reattached, they weren't exactly ready for a big attack like that, sure the Splicing Sound Wave was powerful, but it was a D-ranked technique. His arms could handle that, but for the Supersonic Splicing Wave that required more chakra, and caused more strain on his arms. While making a mental note to himself not to use that technique for a long while, a powerful gust of wind blew the smoke away to reveal a crater in the front lawn. That caused him to wince a bit knowing that Naruto would probably kill him for that, and that was the easy way out. But on the plus side there weren't six more bodies for them to clean up.

After a few more seconds the bells stopped ringing, and Kin came out with a good amount of ninja wire in her hands.

"Ok you two I need you to round up those unable to fight, and secure them." Haku ordered the the men, causing them both to groan in reluctance.

That was the last thing the Sound Jounin commander saw before he bolted away, he needed to report this to Orochimaru that the three Genin who disappeared earlier last month were alive, and were working for the Leaf.

"Should we do something about him?" Dosu questioned.

"With the village in chaos, he won't make it out of here alive." Kin replied with certainty.

"This is really amateurish, but I don't have a choice." Naruto grumbled before he sheathed his tachi once again and jerked his arms in front of him. Crossing his middle and index fingers in front of the other he said, "Multi Shadow Clone Jutsu!"

Puffing into existence five-hundred shadow clones ran along the same path as their creator. "Distract that giant sand trap, I'll handle it from here." the teen ordered them.

"Got it boss." all five-hundred of them chorused before they jumped towards Shukaku, and one by one detonated themselves.

The one-tailed demon immediately hollered in fury as each powerful explosion took chunks of sand away from his body. "You fucking assbag!" he roared at the retreating white-haired teen.

"Relax ugly I'm just getting started." biting his right thumb, the former blond swiftly went through several hand seals before slamming his palm on a thick branch. "Summoning Jutsu!"

A giant toad appeared out of a giant plume of smoke. But not just any toad, it was Gamabunta the toad boss. Easily two hundred feet high with brown, warty skin, he had a vertical scar line ran down his left eye all the way to his red lips, and swirling tattoos covered his face like make-up, across his back and around his belly. He wore a giant blue happi vest with a Kanji in its center at the back, with a giant tanto at his hip which was fastened by thick lengths of gauze around his waist. In his mouth was a large kiseru pipe that puffed out clouds of smoke.

The giant toad narrowed his yellow eyes before barking at his summoner, "Naruto! Why the hell did you bring me here!"

"Well since you've fought the fox before, I believe you can help me with him." Naruto simply replied before he pointed at a thrashing, and cussing Shukaku.

"Boy what have you gotten yourself into?" the giant toad questioned.

"It's a long, sad story boss." the former blond replied, "But for now I just need you to distract him, either set him on fire, or turn his sand into mud, I wouldn't mind if you cut his arm off, I just need some time to think of a way to beat him."

The toad boss honestly didn't like the situation he was faced with, during his entire existence he faced only the Kyuubi, and that left him with a scar for life. So naturally he wanted to refuse, but instead he mentally cursed that he was born a summon, the summon replied, "Fine, but you still owe me that drink."

"I'll gladly oblige." Naruto promised the summon, "Now gimme some oil!"

Puffing his cheeks out Gamabunta spurted out a massive amount of oil from him mouth, Naruto immediately flew through six hand seals and shouted, "Fire Style: Flame Bombs!" and immediately blew out the giant fireball, hitting the oil and igniting it.

The oil, now turned flamethrower raced towards the gigantic raccoon and impacted the left side of his body. Shukaku screamed out in a mixture of pain and anger as his right side turned into molten glass. Not slowing down the toad boss brought his right arm behind him and unsheathed his dosu blade, tensing his legs Gamabunta leaped forward and swung it sideways. The gigantic tanto dug into the demon's right arm and easily cut through it.

Howling like the beast he was Shukaku turned around, took a deep breath, and pounded his stomach with his remaining arm, expelling gigantic compressed air balls from his mouth.

Landing on the ground, Gamabunta immediately used his powerful legs to leap up high into the air. But to Naruto's dismay the three air balls passed underneath the gigantic toad and headed towards the village. Hoping that everything would turn out for the better he ordered the toad boss to give him some oil again.

Outside the village Zabuza was still clashing swords with the unnamed sound shinobi. During the entre fight his eyes completely narrowed into slits, whoever his guy was, he was good. Not a novice, or even an amateur, but a seasoned veteran just like him, and his katana looked disturbingly familiar to him. It wasn't one of the Seven Swordsmen's, but it practically screamed at him.

"Remember me now?" the man asked once again as he clashed his sword against the mighty Kubikiribocho.

"I keep telling you, I don't!" the former Mist shinobi barked at him, before he swung his zanbatou at the man, causing him to jump twenty-five feet away.

"Zabuza, Zabuza, Zabuza, you are really hopeless." The man chastised him. "How about I jog your memory eh? Picture yourself as an eight year old brat, fathered through a drunk and a whore-" the man would have continued if he didn't duck under the gigantic sword. Seeing Zabuza's eyes flaring with anger he started chuckling. "Oh, hit a sensitive spot didn't I?"

"Don't you dare talk like you know me." The Demon of the Mist growled at him.

"Oh but I do know. I have to know everything about the man I vowed to kill." The Sound shinobi continued to say, clearly growing amused by his opponent's anger. "I know that after the harshest beating little Zabuza ever sustained in his young life by his father, he was immediately sent to the academy without recovering. That was the day of the graduating exams, no?"

Zabuza had to summon up his will to crush the primal rage building up within him. As he clutched his sword tightly the man was slowly beginning to piece together what this man was saying, it was clear to him that whoever this person was, he wanted him dead. Also from the way he was bringing up his past, he figured that he was a former Mist shinobi like him. But the million dollar ryo question was, who was he?

"Anyway my mindless babble aside, little Zabuza took the exams despite being a year under the graduates. Everyone remembered him being the runt of the class, so small, scrawny and most importantly weak!" the man shouted the last part with disgust. "So to everyone's surprise he won his fight, but then to everyone's horror the weak little punk massacred that entire graduating class without pause! One-hundred lives, lost to a mindless animal."

"What is your point?" Zabuza demanded, his voice showing his clear irritation of his opponents emo mumble jumbo.

"My point is that you took away someone very special to me, the top graduate of the year. My older brother Zanza Oingiri!" the Sound shinobi screamed at him.

With the man's exclamation, Zabuza did the one thing that came natural to him. He palmed his face and sighed loudly, "Is that it? You got me riled up over something as stupid as that?" shouldering his giant weapon he brought his left arm out in front of him, and pointed his index and middle fingers at him. "Listen buddy, you are not the first who tried this shit. In fact the first person who tried to avenge their sibling was found in an alleyway the next day, and another one after him, and another one after her. To tell you the truth I forgot how many family lines I wiped out because of that."

Now it was the Sound shinobi that was forcing his temper down, he was about to scream at the man he vowed to kill since childhood. But instead the two of them heard a loud whistling sound, Zabuza's eyes widened before he turned tail and ran, the Sound shinobi however looked behind him and was immediately torn apart by the gigantic air ball.

Pumping a good amount of chakra into his legs, the ex-Mist shinobi proceeded to curse his luck. Just when he was about to create a good amount of mist, create a bunch of water clones, distract the smug bastard, and then drown him with his water prison jutsu, or cut his head off, this happened! While Zabuza wasn't an expert in wind techniques he knew that this was a big one, and the nagging feeling in the back of his mind was screaming at him that this was Naruto's fault. As he felt the wind creeping up on him he pumped as much chakra into his legs and jumped as high as he could into the air.

He barely made it over the gigantic technique; his only casualty was his sandals that were torn from his feet. From his high angle the ex-Mist shinobi's eyes widened at the devastation the technique was doing to the forest, already it was twenty miles out until it exploded in a powerful gust of wind that flattened the entire area, sending him backwards.

Flying through the air Zabuza straightened his back, and shot downwards like a bullet. The wind stinging his eyes the veteran shinobi ignored it until he flipped while in midair and landed on a tree. Too bad for him the force he was falling at broke through the thick branch, and the next twenty others tumbling wildly before he awkwardly landed on his side.

Gasping for breath the Demon of the Mist clutched left right side, and immediately spewed out a mouthful of blood through his combat bandages. He felt that he broke a good number of ribs, his arm and leg were shattered, and a few of his organs were punctured or ruptured. His eyes here growing blurry as he started passing out through the pain, as his eyes closed he barely made out, three black shapes running at him.

Within the middle of the village the Sound commander was currently bolting towards one of the many gathering points Orochimaru set up for the invasion plans. So far his mind was racing in thought; the three sound brats that his everyone thought were dead were actually living with the Kyuubi jinchuriki of all people! His lord wondered what happened to the three Chuunin he sent to apprehend the Genin, but due to the nature of many of the shinobi under his command, everyone figured they went rogue after killing the boys, raped the girl, and left her dead in a ditch. Normally the Snake Sannin would have ordered to bring them in for interfering with his plans, but the man was in one of his rare merciful moods because of the success of his invasion.

Well from what the Jounin was seeing now, things were going to hell in a hand basket. Everywhere he went he saw the corpses of Sound and Sand shinobi, he figured that they would have to retreat soon, but he swore that he would live long enough to provide his master with this information.

Landing on the roof the Jounin saw several Leaf shinobi duking it out with ten of his comrades. Smirking underneath his mask the man brought his hands together, after going through seventeen hand seals he whispered to himself, "Lightning Style: Electric Murder!" raising his hands in front of him, he unleashed a barrage of blue lightning from his palms.

Faster than the speed of sound the lightning jutsu struck a Leaf Jounin's kunai knife, the current swiftly flowed up the metal object and into the man's arm. He started screaming bloody murder as the electricity fried his flesh. But that wasn't all, while frying the man alive the lightning bounced off onto another kunai embedded in the chest of a Sound shinobi, electrifying him along with the hand around the hilt.

As the lightning dissipated, hitting a dog as it flared out the Sound Jounin brought out his own kunai. As his sweat was absorbed by his black mask, he jumped into the fray; swinging his right arm down he buried his kunai into the back of a Leaf Chuunin's head. Not stopping his momentum he jerked his arm to the side, taking his victim with him and threw the man into one of his comrades.

Clenching his left fist together he gathered lightning to cover his knuckles, letting out a low growl he shot forward and nailed what looked like an Inuzuka member in the chest. His hand slid through the man's flak-vest and pierced through his heart, to his surprise however the Chuunin dug his claws into his arm, and his dog at deaths door bit into his ankle.

"Let go of me you whelp!" the Sound commander demanded, bringing his fist up he savagely punched the Inuzuka member in the face, breaking his nose with a loud crack.

Instead of howling in pain, the man laughed as his flood flowed from the corners of his mouth. "You're going to die with me." he rasped out as the life slowly flowed from his eyes.

Screaming in denial the Sound Jounin used his remaining hand to reach into his kunai pouch. Pulling out the deadly weapon he raised his arm to stab the insolent shinobi. He never got the chance; the man never heard the giant ball of air descending on the fighting group. He ever felt the technique landing square on his position, he never stood a chance. No one in the area stood a chance, Sound, Sand and Leaf ninjas fell prey to the great wind technique that devastated the village for an entire mile, wiping out all life within its devastating range.

The same could be said for another part of the village, a mile of devastation swept the southern side of the village. Homes turned to splinters, people torn asunder, but unlike the middle of the village the southern side was where the most dangerous lurked. Out of all the buildings that were hit, it was the Anbu quarters that survived the devastation on the edge of the attack. However it was also severely damaged, the sturdy walls were torn open like a can of sardines, opening the world to imminent danger.

"What the fuck?" a man known as Ginyu Ganazaki; a former Leaf Chuunin that tried to defect groaned out in pain. One minute he was listening to the glorious sounds of battle raging outside his barred window, then the next his ear drums felt like they were blasted inwards and felt a great rush of wind before nothing.

He didn't know how long he was out, but when he settled his eyes on the gigantic opening, he became ecstatic! Jumping to his feet, he saw the lovely devastation caused by whatever knocked him out, but most of all he saw freedom, sweet glorious freedom! "Hey Noi we're free!" he shouted in delight turning to his cellmate for nearly three months.

His breath soon became hitched in his throat when he saw the man on the floor quite dead, while not exactly the smartest man alive, he knew that the fence post going through his stomach was the cause of death. Closing his eyes he prayed for his poor soul, while he was a Rain shinobi, the man still had a wife and a kid on the way.

"Rest easy buddy." he said to him. Sighing he looked to his side, several inmates already escaped, except for one. Curious he stepped over to his right and peered into the cell next to his, unlike all the other prisoners who were captured enemy shinobi-or would be defectors like himself, or some of the worst kind of people on the planet they were in their twenties to fifties. This one however was only fourteen, and despite his dirty and messy long brown hair covering a good part of his face, and dressed in gray prison clothing. His milky-white eyes with a tinge of grey circling them signified him as a member of the Hyuuga Clan. Also, seeing that Curse Mark on his forehead signified him to be a branch member.

That made him frown, while no expert on the clans of Konoha he knew that the elders of the Hyuuga Clan would activate the seal and kill him. So the question was why was he still alive? Ginyu wasn't a heartless psychopath like most missing ninja, in fact the reason he wanted to leave was mainly because he couldn't stand all the hypocrites in the village. The greatest example was the overwhelming love for the Uchiha kid, for a village based on hard work and comrade ship they completely turned the little brat into the complete opposite of everything the village stood for.

Shaking his head for getting off track, he began to ponder why the lad wasn't dead. The Hyuuga elders with their strict laws would have activated the seal on his forehead and kill him. There had to be a reason for this, but for the life of his Ginyu couldn't figure out why.

"It's not polite to stare." the teenager's raspy voice broke him from his train of thought.

"Sorry kid, but you are defiantly an odd one." The soon to be former prisoner answered him. "While the back of your cell is clearly gone like mine, why are you still here? Is it because of the elders, or is it for another reason entirely."

The Hyuuga kid clutched his chest and winced in pain, "I have another reason to stay here, I have something to prove to them."

Wincing a bit at the intense hatred in the teenager's eyes, Ginyu immediately stepped back. Those eyes held something most foul within him, they held absolute murder within them. Gulping a bit the former Leaf shinobi coughed into his hand-a nervous trait that he always had since childhood, and only nodded. Without another word he left his jail cell, never to return again.

Unlike last time the toad oil flame bomb as Jiraiya called it missed Shukaku. Remembering the pain inflicted upon it last time the giant raccoon leaped out of the way, causing a good part of the forest to ignite in a sea of fire. The smoke was blinding, it made the toad boss and his summoners eyes water, and the smoke choking the smaller ones lungs. Using his massive legs Gamabunta jumped far from fire, in midair however he was struck by a great ball of wind causing him to gasp in agony.

Landing square on his back the boss summon clutched his chest area, gasping for air Gamabunta choked out a good amount of blood before being encased by a large pile of sand. Laughing like the demon he was Shukaku soon began squeeze the summon to death.

"Gama get the hell out of here I'll handle everything else!" Naruto ordered the boss summon.

Grunting in reply the gigantic toad dispersed himself and returned to Mount Myoboku to heal from his injury, completely leaving Naruto falling towards the insane demons sandy arm. Undaunted the former blond unsheathed his tachi, channeled his chakra to the soles of his feet, and braced himself for impact. Landing on the unstable sand he sped forward, forcing himself to use two steps below shukuchi he quickly ran along Shukaku's arm.

The sand literally nipping at his feet, Naruto felt his footwear fade into nothing until he was running his bare feet on the hungry sand. Sweat poured off him like a waterfall as he felt what was left of his stamina dissipating into almost nothing, no matter how hard he trained the shukuchi always drained him of what people called his "never ending stamina", while inappropriate at the moment the former blond wondered how Seta was able to use it so easily would forever be a mystery to him.

Shukaku meanwhile was mentally sweating while he watched the human coming straight at him. Howling in undying fury at him the sand demon did something that no one ever thought he would do. The demon opened his mouth and released another air bullet; however it completely missed the charging swordsman and blew off his only remaining arm. This was the creature's intention; while it left him armless it caused his prey to fly towards him. And laughing in glee Shukaku willed his sand from his chest and captured the pesky jinchuriki in mid-air.

Like last time Naruto was completely trapped, but unlike last time this Shukaku, the arguably most insane demon was not slowly crushing him, no instead he was immediately going in for the kill! Already he felt the billion pounds of force beginning to crush his body. Hearing a loud crack he knew his scabbard was the first to go, and then immediately he felt his bones breaking. Cursing out a mouthful of sand he fell into himself, desperately trying to figure a way get out of this situation. He already lost his gloves in the earlier fight so an explosion was out of the question, his stamina was practically gone, and his hands were completely captured so he couldn't even form the Rasengan.

His mind roared at him, he felt his blood boil, and most importantly he felt the rage within him. Howling as loudly as he could he felt his skin bulging, his muscles tensing, and Kyuubi's chakra flowing again. Whatever prevented him from using it was apparently temporary; finally something good happened out of this horrible day. Naruto felt Kyuubi's chakra bubbling to the surface, covering his skin in a red shroud, healing his wounds, and making his features more animalistic. Opening his mouth one last time he let out a final great roar and using his newly found strength he blew the prison outwards for the final time.

Immediately freeing himself from his prison Naruto took in a great amount of joy seeing the ugly demons shocked face, and if he wasn't being mistaken a slight amount of fear. Channeling Kyuubi's chakra into Juuchi Yosamu fire immediately created a miniature fire cyclone around the blade. His voice rasping, "Final Secret Sword: Kaguzuchi!" slashing downwards the fire morphed into what Shukaku believed was an angry deity. And that was the last thing he ever saw before the technique hit him square in the head, the gigantic beast roared in the worst shriek-filled pain imaginable while his head turned to molten glass.

It didn't take more than thirty seconds for the biju to stop his screaming, immediately what was left of his sand body began to crumble to the forest floor. But sand and molten glass wasn't the only thing falling, no the remains of Shukaku were accompanied by the two worn and battered jinchuriki as well. Naruto's cold blue eyes glared as the one-tailed container, parts of his skin melted away by the molten glass, bruised, cut, and bloody but somehow still asleep. The redhead with that gourd weighing him down was already falling towards the ground, frowning he dived downwards.

Nearing the jinchuriki Naruto raised his left fist and screamed over the roaring wind, "Wake up!" and punched Gaara square in the face, breaking his nose and waking him up at the exact same time. The one-tailed contained immediately howled in pain as his blood fell from his nose, but despite it he managed to kick the former blond away.

Then the two of them fell into the forest. Both were at the mercy of the thick branches as they shattered through them before hitting the ground that spewed up an enormous amount of dust. From then on the two jinchuriki laid there, their bodies broken and twisted, each drifting in and out of consciousness.

Suddenly one coughed up a nice mouthful of blood and slowly got to his feet. He stumbled over towards his downed opponent, his steps shaky, his breath ragged, his blood falling to the ground, his eyes glaring with fury. Each step he took was pure agony, but his determination could not be quenched by his desire to end this person.

Opening green eyes met blue, each held the pain of the past within them. Try as he might Gaara couldn't find the strength to move away, he couldn't even speak, for the first time in his entire life Gaara was truly beaten. Shukaku's container saw Naruto's blade hovering over him, never blinking he saw the serrated blade descended on him.

Armageddon: Well that's a wrap folks and I must apologize for my tardiness. I moved recently and it's just been a huge pain in the ass with everything. But I hope you enjoy this chapter that you've been waiting for and have a happy fourth of July!