Arc VII Chapter 1

Arc VII Chapter 1

VII

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Arc VII Chapter 1

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Satoshi guided his men and pursued Asami. The girl was hard to track, especially in urban terrain. The princess was fast and led the charge, but luckily Asami was still Asami.

They followed the sound of her explosions, the purple shade of her flames, the charred corpses along her path. This was definitely her. This was her signature.

His men passed what remained of the Oto-nin. They dared to oppose her and paid the price. Their blood painted the sand, the street, the walls red. Their mutilated corpses littered the ground, massacred, slaughtered, eviscerated.

Satoshi averted his eyes. He ignored the uneasiness in his heart. The little princess didn’t hold back. “Mashiro, do we have clan ninja?”

Mashiro nodded. His answer was positive. “We do.”

“How many?”

“Four Hyuga. Seven Yamanaka. Five Nara. Two Aburame.”

“That's all?” Satoshi frowned. The numbers disappointed him. Eighteen wasn’t much. They needed firepower to survive, first strike capabilities. “Are they capable of shadow and mind manipulation?”

Mashiro nodded once again. “I assume so.”

The earth trembled and a column of dust and smoke rose on the horizon. A series of consecutive detonations followed. The girl loved playing with super heavy ordnance. Her destructive tendencies cared little about collateral damage and civilian casualties.

Satoshi clicked his tongue. “We need to strike and hit hard. We need to pin her down, as we only get a single chance. If we fail, ...”

He remained silent. Some words were better left unspoken. He had to think positively. They wouldn’t die today. They had a plan. “Tell them to be prepared and stun her when I give the signal. We will strike at the right moment.”

“What is this ‘right moment’, Captain?”

Satoshi smiled, maintaining his facade. “You will know when the moment comes, but no pressure. Don't worry and stay calm. If we fail, we are all dead anyway.”

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The Oto-nin reconsidered their loyalty. They feared Orochimaru, but fear alone wasn't enough to compel them to fight. The demon was close, and Orochimaru was far away.

The Oto-nin dropped their kunai, their shuriken, their swords, their axes. They dropped their weapons and raised their hands. “We surrender.”

Asami applauded. “Excellent decision, you are smarter than you look.” Chakra filled the area together with the wonderful crackling of blazing fire. Her chakra danced and tension was palpable.

“Sadly, I am not taking prisoners.” Asami waved goodbye. In an instant, her chakra set the very air ablaze in a giant purple conflagration, disintegrating the unarmed Oto-nin alive.

Her hand picked up a scrap of cloth. “That should suffice.” Her blade required a little love. Asami polished her sword until her blade sparkled in the sunlight. Blood was corrosive, and rust was the archenemy of every good sword.

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“Captain.”

“I am listening, Satoshi. What do you want, my friend?” Asami paid little attention to her visitors. Polishing her blade was more important.

Satoshi and his men surrounded the area. They were ANBU, Root ANBU, Danzo's personal guard dogs. They had arrived.

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