Chapter 1:
The Oni
'Kenjutsu- The mastery of channeling chakra into a weapon to do special attacks and jutsu unobtainable by ninjutsu and taijutsu masters'
I saw a battlefield. Thousands of shinobi of all sorts of creed stood before a massive monstrosity of ten tails and ten pupils in it's disgusting single eye. On the beast's head stood a man with a bare chest and closed eyes. His long hair nearly covered the grotesque face growing out of his chest on the left side, but I seemed to make the numerous scars pn his body almost glow.
I turned my ethereal form back to the shinobi, and saw a sight I would only deem as hopelessness.
On the dirt a pair of bodies lie. One had blonde hair and a Leaf Village headband. The other had been flipped onto her chest, her back filled with black rods and covered in blood. Medical ninja raced around trying to force life back into the pair of shinobi. But nothing they tried worked. Even a pink-haired girl in a sage mode collapsed from exhaustion from using so many healing jutsu.
Suddenly a voice echoed across the entire valley, causing everyone to freeze as if time had stopped. I couldn't make out what it had said, but I saw the figure on the horizon.
It strode toward the beast in a gigantic samurai-form that seemed radiate chakra and power. It threw out it arms and a pair of katanas appeared out of thin air, each one made of dark red chakra like the samurai-form.
A husky voice laughed with amusement from the direction of the beast. "It's been some time, Oni! My friend told me another survived that night! Show me how you lived!" The beast began to attack the samurai, who easily dodged and severed tentacle after tentacle.
The ground began to shake as the samurai began to glow harshly, it's dark red armor plating beginning to grow more and more undistinguishable from the skeletal form beneath it. But all the while the samurai fought with elegance and an aura of pure rage.
The samurai's voice spoke with a tinge of rage, "The honor of the Uchiha has long since been stronger than anything you can use against us!"
The samurai smashed the two weapons together, forming a giant longsword. But when he went to swing the massive weapon, the beast blasted a river of pure chakra at the samurai square in teh chest.
The samurai flew into the edge of the crater, where the form began to flicker and fade.
The voice from atop the beast once again spoke, "Fool, I AM the Uchiha!!" Then the figure raised his hand, the beast responding by summoning a ball of pure energy and chakra and channeling more and more chakra into the ball.
Suddenly, the samurai disappeared in a puff of smoke and a reappeared beside the beast holding the sheathe and slowly sheathing the longsword.
Rain suddenly began to pummel the ground and all the people and beasts here as if the samurai willed it to fall.
The moment the guard of the sword met the sheathe, lightning fashed and thousands of white slashes seemed to break reality where they hit the beast.
After what felt like an hour of attacks, the beast was left with almost no intact body part. The man atop the beast had similar wounds.
The samurai spoke aloud, "Kenjtsu Style: Sage of Six Blades!" Then a aura of another four arms appeared on the back of the samurai's form, each one wielding a katana.
The beast regenerated its missing limbs and roared, summoning another moon-sized orb of chakra.
Suddenly my vision went dark as the samurai dashed foward for a fateful clash of will and power.
I woke up in my room with a familiar sight standing above me.
My distant cousin, Itachi Uchiha, stood above me holding a sword. His face was as emotionless as ever as he sheathed the sword. His voice sounded disappointed, "Finally cut that mop you called hair." He turned and left the room as the morning sun spilled its tays into my room through my window.