FSDYT Note's:
Thanks for the many that continue to read this story! Please carry onward!
NORTH-END SECTOR| BATTLEFIELD
When Arata had finally arrived on to the battlefield he needed no help in figuring out which side his comrades were fighting on.
On the horizon and made easily visible by the smoke that trailed in towers from the burning rubble, was the burning Yu village. Outside of it in a myriad of flying and sparking steel weapons were thousands of ninja fighting in what were crude formations against each other.
Arata instantly knew which side to attack as he drew his sword and saw the large group of ninja that were in a large arrow formation from his perspective had continued to force itself through the other force. Leaving a trail of death behind them as they inched their way forward, deeper in to a sea of ninja taking on a visual perspective that was tantamount of what looked like ants trying to cut their way through a flood.
After surveying the stunted maneuver that was a known tactic, Arata knew that would and could only be applied by one man, the knowledge his brother figure was alive gave him a restored sense of hope that fueled his need to fight an win.
About to lurch forward and join the chaos Arata was stopped by a stern hand on his shoulder that made him look back. "What are you doing? they need our help!" he yelped trying to walk forward out of the strong grip.
Shuji shook his head disappointed then held up a hand signaling patience "You just can not rush in, Arata we are ninja. Remember our strategy. . . Plus just maneuvering in to this battle without making ourselves out as allies would hurt our own forces if confusion were to set in." Turning his back the man looked around the legion of ninja then called out "Sea Snake!"
A second later a vortex of water that foamed white in to a bubbling mass exploded outward to show a ninja with an attire completely different then what the army of blue plated ninja wore.
Arata knew very well who Shuji had called forth and unlike many ninja who saw the being in front of them he recognized; the white mask painted with black swirls that covered the hidden beings head with a small snake figure on the forehead, a clear answer to his codename. Along with the large form hiding white haori decorated in black bubbles that spread in a foamy pattern around the shoulders and bottom of the clothing.
He was very well versed in knowing what those two distinguishing features; the mask and haori were symbols of, the black bubbles or rather foam on the outfit quickly told of the division they represented.
"Fire-team Obstruction Annihilating Manifest. Didn't think you would bring one of them here isn't a battle like this not suited to-" began the teen with amounting reasoning "They are supposed to be special-ops, this here is open warfare! I-"
Shuji interjected quickly and indifferently "Not the time Arata please just trust in my decision. Now Sea Snake, Because no one else can do what you can I say it is best you lead this army to attack the Cloud forces from behind"
"No" commanded Arata annoyed as he glanced over to the battlefield that was a few hundred meters away. He was made to squint, seeing a high-powered lightning jutsu flash then disperse "I will lead this attack!"
"But don't you want to hear the rest of my plan General-sama?" pressed the older Uzumaki calmly
Reigning back in his frustration and trying to ignore the roaring sounds of battle in front of him. Moments after hesitation Arata sighed "Continue"
"Alright" stated the man with a nod "Me and General-sama shall attack head on. This way we will act as diversion. Due to our sudden appearance chaos will be set. That is where you all will take your opening. This way we will be at better odds"
"I agree" spoke Arata quickly as he took off his own haori with the kanji character for General and wrapped it around his arm before running forward.
"So hasty" groaned the sensei before giving one last look to the army of Uzu-ninja that dotted the trees with their presences and silently awaited their orders, but their urge to battle was clearly identifiable on their tension filled faces.
Measuring the want to fight alongside their leader in battle Shuji addressed the division "This goes without saying but. . . Victory is our only option. . . for WHIRLPOOL!" he yelled getting a roar from the ninja army as he went up in a vortex of water.
Toroi cocked his head to the side in confusion at seeing the Reaper stand back up with no sword impaling him. His eyes further widened in astonishment towards the man while his thoughts went ablaze wondering what had gone wrong with his "fool-proof" plan to defeat the legendary ninja before him.
Unharmed and laughing maliciously Haruo dusted off his pants and armor before looking towards the wide-eyed Cloud-nin. "Yeah I'm not dead. Surprised? Well it's cause you don't know the secrets of the zanpakuto. No matter I will teach you" said the Uzumaki as his eyes became shadowed over.
Instinctively at the sudden eery change he sensed in his opponent, Toroi stepped back but was forced to dodge a sword swipe from an enemy. Quickly he dodged then reached in to his sleeves to hail his trusted shuriken at the surprise attacker.
"Need some help Commander?" asked the ninja as she jumped back from a hail of shuriken to the side of her leader panting hard and blood covered.
Groaning with dread at the arrival of one of his subordinates and their poor state of health, Haruo looked over the bloody Yu-kunoichi disgustedly but responded "No not really but do what ever you want lady, just don't get in my way"
Cracking his knuckles by opening and closing his hand, a moment later the zanpakuto wielder summoned grey chakra in to his palm that took on a sword form then lost its energetic glow to show the chosen sword of the Reaper.
Skeptical at the return of the grey bladed sword, Toroi threw his last set of shuriken from his sleeves at the red-haired Uzumaki and awaited the man's response along with the sword that he knew should attract the magnetic projectiles.
"Don't touch those" cautioned the commander to the confused but obeying kunoichi as he stepped forward then swung his sword at the incoming projectiles destroying them by cutting them out of the air in quick short slashes.
Again Haruo saw the man cough up a scroll that erupted a white cloud, then witnessed the Cloud-nin summon four giant shuriken after the plume of smoke cleared.
"More magnetism? Toroi you simpleton. You should have run when it didn't work the first time" Haruo said apathetically seeing the glowing giant shuriken cut through the air leaving a after-image of themselves and like a beacon to a receiver come directly at him.
Confident in his own skills and especially his kenjutsu, Haruo struck the weapons from the air and then moved forward through the dispersing grey cloud of smoke caused from the destroyed weapons.
Running straight towards Toroi who he viewed, was casting hand-seals. Haruo mere seconds from closing the distance gap between them stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the hand-seals the man was casting looked very familiar. He then waited with a smirk until he saw the grey haired man clap his hands together.
In an instant, no more than a millisecond, after he saw the hands coming together Haruo threw his sword in to the air over his head then disappeared in a grey blur.
A moment later the sound of hands being clapped together rang out and Toroi reacted to the appeared behind him Haruo who attacked with a kick to his solar plexus.
Toroi was barely able to dodge the attack by jumping backwards, only to be thrown into shocked pain a second later.
The magnetized weapon only once obstructed attracted back to its opposite magnetic force, right through Toroi where it pierced the man's heart. Only then a second later flying in to it's wielder's chest, not piercing the man but dissolving in to grey chakra to deconstruct back to its' original essence.
Lips rising in to a smirk at the man who fell to his knees Haruo spoke "I warned you Toroi, I was not the norm. I bet in all the battles you fought, knowing as many probably died realizing. That they should never touch you. Bet you never thought that maybe one day you would run across someone who you really should never or could ever touch"
"Damn you Reaper!" whispered Toroi weakly, collapsing face down.
Shrugging at the last words spat at him with disdainful revulsion, Haruo summoned his sword in a grey explosion of chakra from his hand then drove its' point through the Cloud-nin's head to make sure the man was in fact dead.
"Commander" nervously murmured the watching Yu-nin who grew unnerved by the overkill of piercing a opponent's heart and head.
Looking around quickly at the changing battlefield the Uzumaki hissed "I've wasted so much time on him! Can't let them push us back"
Narrowing his eyes on an opponent Haruo then charged forward ambushing the man and rejoining the fray of battle.
Twirling his sword in a clock-wise motion that left a blurring after image of the blade and whispering "Feathered Soft Dreams" Shuji focused his chakra expertly in to confusing his new-found targets.
A group of attacking samurai were enshrouded in the powerful genjutsu that left them like stone in mid-step of charging forward but in the illusion itself made them disembodied beings floating on weightless clouds breezed by soft soothing winds.
Running forward Shuji completed his attack by speeding past the samurai and slicing each in half as if it were an intricate dance of death, while still moving forward to combat the raging army.
"Beached Whale Jutsu!"
Stopping for a mere moment Shuji pulled his blade from a samurai's mid-section and looked to the giant colossal construct of a whale; made entirely of water that plowed through the ranks of Lightning ninja and samurai alike.
'What is that kid doing? He does realize there are lightning users here?' Shuji thought for a second before he saw the once clear blue whale turn a dangerous blood-red in color. "Hn now that is the way, if you want to kill people"
"Die you Uzu ant!" shouted an angered voice with a thunderous echo
Turning around to block an attack from a bolt of lightning Shuji breathed out a gale of wind that blew the lightning attack back.
Facing the attacker Shuji narrowed his eyes before going through mental scenarios on how to beat the famed powerful being before him.
Already angry at the sight of the Uzu-nin that were suppose to be dead already; who was also a Uzumaki to boot. Ginkaku became alight with red chakra that formed three bubbling tails behind him.
Attention grabbed Shuji heard a blaring riot of screams and felt from above a vortex of air began to suck countless ninja upwards.
Looking up he saw a dot in the sky and was stunned as to know of the legendary treasured tool that was sealing so many into itself with the vacuum suctioning vortex but couldn't understand why in the flurry of uprooted ninjas he saw so many Kumo ninja entwined.
"Killing your own men. . . shameless" spat Shuji as if spitting out poison.
Flexing his body the slowly powering up man laughed with a callous abandon at the assumption he felt was unworthy to even be noted "If they are too weak to get out-of-the-way then they deserve it!"
Peering back up to the now landed and still sealing ninja away in a frenzy, identified Kinkaku. Shuji saw a stone's throw away a trio of red whales were en-route towards the backstabbing ninja.
Mind made up on what actions to take in defeating his opponent Shuji gazed sternly at his bubbling with red chakra opponent "My student seeks to kill your brother" he informed the man hoping Ginkaku would take his make shifted bait.
Ginkaku grinning spoke "As if! Your student couldn't lick my brother's heels even if they were covered in crap! Now prepare to die!"
Watching the red, blurring from his speed form, come barreling towards him Shuji asked manipulatively while tensing his body to prepare to body flicker out of the man's attack range "Even if my student was the. . .Blood Ocean?"
Interested and shocked Ginkaku looked to his brother who in fact was battling a torrent of red water, known far and wide to be used by the Blood Ocean, that like a geyser exploded on to Kinkaku driving him in to the air. Followed by Arata who appeared from out of the geyser of water with a gleaming sword about to strike.
Aware that his brother would need his aide soon Ginkaku focused back on his own battle but couldn't find his enemy.
Stopping his blurring charge Ginkaku looked around the chaotic battlefield, ignoring the many ninja that with their own battles seemed to distance themselves from his malevolent presence, as he scanned back and forth with scrupulous eyes.
A second passed before Ginkaku realized where the man was via sword. Which was driven through his chest pinning him to the ground like a nail through a board of wood.
Above the man Shuji pressed his glowing with condensed blue chakra palms in to the bubbling vicious red chakra back of the psuedo-jinchuriki. Struggling pass the chakra defense to sear his chakra; seals in to the man's skin.
'Uzumaki Fuinjutsu: Curse of the Leech' mentally cast Shuji before retrieving his sword and jumping far away.
Rising back from the ground Ginkaku rubbed the healing wound in his chest that closed up a second later. Trailing his eyes to the form of the stoic Uzumaki who waited for his approach with an extended sword the cloud ninja became overcome with rage.
"You will pay for that" promised the man cruelly as the bubbling red chakra, growing even more chaotic an rippling to create a more stable fox form that became fixated around his body.
Twirling sword around in a clock-wise fashion Shuji whispered, before Ginkaku could react "Feathered Soft Dreams"
Ginkaku immediately twitched as his body went unresponsive to any command. He started to see swirling soft clouds appear around him then felt a soft soothing wind cover his whole body.
"Genjutsu! Kai!" roared the man as the crimson energy flared around his body, losing form to stretch out then quickly regaining it as the complex genjutsu was forced to break.
"Nice try ass wipe but you are- w-what?" Ginkaku finished with a stutter feeling a sapping pull upon his reserves of chakra that got lower and lower as if they were being devoured by a hungry giant.
Shuji gave a blank stare at the question and stopped twirling his sword. He then watched the red chakra recede in to the Kumo-Commander that tried desperately to call upon it.
"You did this. . . when you touched my back!" yelled Ginkaku. Grabbing his back an feeling around in a frantic search to find out what was amiss he was surprised to find nothing to explain his flat-lining power.
"This must be sealing jutsu!" contemplated the man unsure.
Charging forward abruptly with an opportunistic edge, Shuji pushed his blade hard against the Seven Stared Sword, that the Cloud ninja quickly brandished in defense from his hip.
Pressing against the wide blade of his enemy's sword and causing a small twinkle of sparks from the colliding steel's friction the Uzumaki focusing his chakra stated "Flying Strike" an ran his sword along the gleaming surface of the legendary sword before jumping backwards yards away.
'Did he just cast a jutsu without a seal? What was it?!' thought the Gold horn of Kumo feeling his sword suddenly lose all its weight and go as light as air. Immediately he had a tougher time keeping a grip on the sword that seemed to want to float away.
Snarling Ginkaku snapped "What did you do?!" then looked along his sword's anatomy to make sure no seals, that those belonging to the Uzumaki clan were capable to place, were anywhere upon his weapon.
Ignoring the him, Shuji threw his sword in to the air and cast a few blurring quick hand seals while breathing in. He caught his falling sword a moment later than ran forward.
Ginkaku defended with his blade again but found it incredibly hard to as there was no weight to the sword and it pulled insistently upwards.
Taking advantage of the off balance kenjutsu, Shuji lunged right and struck out to be blocked but repeated his strike again and again as he moved counter clock-wise around his opponent striking at weak spots to destroy the man's lofty defense.
Blocking the rain of attacks on him Ginkaku realized he was becoming hard pressed to keep up as his sword became increasingly hard to keep bound to his hand and his only arm was soon becoming less than efficient to continue in parrying the forceful strikes.
With a powerful excel of air from his mouth that through the Cloud commander back Shuji struck with his sword as a follow-up to completely detach the treasured tool from the Cloud ninja's hand and payed no attention to the sword with its gained flight ability, floated upwards to the heavens.
Slashing horizontally the Uzumaki made a gash in Ginkaku's arm that came up reflexively in defense.
Keeping up the offense when he saw the man's only useful arm fall serrated to the bone limply to his side, Shuji went in for the kill but was stopped when from the edge of his peripheral vision he saw a hail of embedded with lightning kunai, shoot towards him.
Landing from the air and cratering the ground beneath him from a bad landing that blew up a thick dirt cloud. Coughing up blood a moment later from the increase stress on his body Kinkaku shouted "Let's get the fuck out of here!" to his brother.
Simultaneously the pair disappeared in a blinding flash of blue light.
A second later Arata came down with his sword implanting it in the cratered ground where Kinkaku used to be. "Damn coward" sniped the teen as he retrieved his bloody sword from the cracked earth.
"They are very skilled ninja. Plus they know when to throw in the towel. Don't be mad you couldn't get them, emotions won't be of use on this battlefield" reminded the teacher sagely.
Arata rolled his eyes at the words but kept them in mind "I will get them both. That way Kumo will be entirely weakened an submit"
Abruptly a loud shuffling of foot-steps around the pair quickly brought forth the attention of the two.
At the same time Shuji and Arata looked around, their heads turning clock-wise to take in the glaring mass of samurai and ninja from Lightning country that looked back at them none too kindly.
"Apparently we haven't killed nearly enough" surmised Shuji already beginning to twirl his sword in to it's blurring motion of cycling steel.
As if signalling the beginning of a one-sided battle; crashing back to the ground and landing hilt deep in to the earth; the Seven Starred Sword landed.