Ever since his return back to the world all he had to hear was about the chaos that introduced itself to the world one which caught his attention to the point he had to see for himself. Not everyday does one hear about the destruction of a village but here he was in his generation alive and breathing and now a witness to the madness one that he himself will one day will soon set in motion. But for now all he could was live in the highlight of what he was hired for the mission was simple even if those who scared enough not to follow through with their own plan but the pay was promising. He was perched up on a branch the desert was vast expanding as far as the eye can see the branch stood out in the open with the figure watching from a distance even as the heat pierced down on to the land. Burittsu remained unmatched when it came to his skills and his attention to focus down on the target at hand. A camp a lively one in fact shared its wealth of shinobi and also other injured from the battles that have been fought since the destruction of this village. It almost seemed hard to believe that one individual destroyed a village but these things probably will occur again in the near future it was entertaining in fact how such a few years people change and their motives come out from the dark into the light. Well his job was the easiest his ever been hired for just cause some trouble and attack a camp leaping down from his position landing down on the ground beneath his feet he quickly began to make his move.

Dashing towards the camp as the shinobi came into view the money promised him reassured that everyone was now a threat and needed to be taken care of those who could walk would be attacked. For those who were already injured need not be attacked they themselves have already seen bloodshed and battle needing another attack on their body is out of the question the closer he gets to the camp he begins to slow down as more bodies came into view. It seemed there was more injured than those who were able to walk he only thought how easy it would be to walk in and destroy the whole camp. Taking a deep breath it had been sometime since he’s been on a field to kill some targets but indeed this would allow him to get back into shape. It seemed best to just watch everyone closely as he watch those who could aid with the deceased bodies of those who recently passed away due to their injuries this indeed seem like work for the mercenaries. Attacking the injured and the weak did not seem to fit his needs but if there was at least one person who could meet his challenge in this camp then it would be worth destroying and taking down. As he got even closer to the camp one of the man standing would notice him and begin to back up slowly anyone would these days especially after their own have been slaughtered or picked off one by one.

Coming to a stop before he made up his mind to just destroy the camp as a whole he lifted up one hand with all five fingers up before coming to a full stop. In turn causing the shinobi himself to stop in his tracks before running deeper in the camp for safety or back up as Burittsu began to look at him his shinobi footgear imprinted into the ground where he stood. As tiny sheets of ice began to spread across the ground as a virus he needed a challenge before he could simply destroy the lives of these men and their families when the news comes to their doorsteps. His gaze wasn’t fierce or threatening it was just dull and straight to the point showing that he didn’t need to go to great limits to create another tragic event to happen to the man and the others in the camp. Well at least for the rest they wouldn’t see it coming for him on the other hand his right where he belongs in the front row first one to view the destruction and the first to feel its cold embrace. His mouth began to open as he gazed at this scared pathetic man who didn’t seem fit to fight the good fight anymore but someone would fight him and that person should he give a good fight would decide the fate of everyone else within the camp. Giving a faint chuckle he gazed upon the man and finally allowed the words to flow out of his mouth into the air between the two.

“You see these fingers you have five minutes or less.. Bring me someone worthy to fight or you all shall die a cold death. I’ll be right here waiting once all my fingers are down just know there will be no mercy. Please do not try to escape.”

WC: 861

The village that they sat in was quiet most of the time and so full of optimism. It was like they had learned to root themselves in their new home and with the distinct backgrounds they all came from, those looking for a second chance in the world and refugees of their own homeland, it had become a quiet and peaceful place. That's why it became important to protect. As Maigo sat there listening to two men bicker about who the strongest was in their ranks, preparing to sort it out with an arm wrestling contest, the chaos struck a cord amongst them.

As it was, these refugees could hardly defend themselves as only a handful of them had even become genin in the village before its destruction and now they had no real leader for their arms. It was almost like a calling card for Maigo who so valued their sake, and for his village to carry on and bring the land to their side. He'd been there for three days now, teaching them more effective combat methods and trying to shapen them up. But what he had found in that time were happy people, kids with hope who could play in the street and outskirts of dunes near their desert town just before the fence built up. There was the nice girl who always served him tea as he waited and they chatted but the news broke and the teacup fell disturbingly to the table as the man came in nearly shaking, burst in to call for help from everyone who defended the village to meet their intruder. Like he'd seen a ghost, fearing a cold chakra and all another manner of details.

Two of the village's genin stood up and grabbed their swords, beads of sweat running down their face as they began to call to arms. Maigo was already on the move though, leaving the girl with her cups at the table as silent as he could be. The jounin walked between them both almost out of their perception, his hands grabbing their hands while rested on their swords and shoving them back down into their hilts to break the mood. The slamming wood silenced the room as it seemed no one had paid any attention and hadn't noticed him make his move across the room.

"No, you'll do nothing. You can come watch but you had better stay out of my way." the particular growl came up from his throat but fell smoothly on their ears. Not rough to the sound but clean and calm as Maigo seemed he was ready to burst, another delay as he took two slow steps forward before bursting outwards, seeming to fade into the wind with his own speed and leaving the canvas flaps blowing briefly as he had vanished from the area and seemed to phase into the very wind itself.

At the gate of the village, Maigo pressed himself out into the open, finding him standing there. Pure arrogance as one finger remained up on his hand while Maigo stayed hidden behind his cloak and underneath his Hunter-nin mask. The last time they had faced, Maigo wasn't apart of the ANBU like he was, but a lot had changed and his eyes had evolved even further. The air was like it was chilled from Burittsu's chakra and met with rageful flames from Maigo's own. The two jounin of Kirigakure seemed destined to meet once again but Maigo looked at him from yellow eyes before speaking up to him plainly.

"I left you in that forest by that river to think on your sins. Do you remember it? What I had told you about this lust for power and how fickle it was?" Maigo would hold a stern face as he would slowly reach his right hand up to his face and pull his mask away and knock back the hood of his grey cloak. Revealing himself to Burritsu as he would slide his mask under his cloak and deposit it into the first of his pouches that lined his waist from behind. On his hip were two kunai holsters that Burittsu would most likely see in addition to the great black sword on his back that was also new to Maigo. Their duel had ended anti-climactically but it seemed to fill up the air with the memory.

Maigo's eyes would roll back towards the gate near the other village defenders who had taken their place and hidden poorly on the banisters and rooftops near the gate to watch the scene unfolding. A sigh would come across Maigo as he would turn his head back towards Burrittsu.

"I don't want to have to swat you down like I almost did before. Why don't you explain why you're here and threatening these people?"


[819 words]

Time did pass and his patience was thick enough to keep one finger up even after the deadline had expired he wasn’t going to simply walk in and murder everyone without some sort of challenge first but it seemed as always he created a disturbance instead of a resolution. But soon enough someone worthy did approach speaking as if he knew him then removing his mask only to present his face doing this only made Burittsu grin showing his white naked teeth to everyone in clear eyesight. The Uchiha indeed it was always a good moment to see a old friend even one who did leave him in the past to think about his life but if it wasn’t for him maybe Burittsu would have never thought of returning to the village at all. Meeting with this man did improve one thing and that was his courage to face the unknown and battle it out till the end deciding whoever was last standing would be the winner. Placing his hand down by his side as he only looked upon the shinobi who stood in front of him it was basic logic the Uchiha watched the boy grow into who he is today and hopefully the person he will be tomorrow. It had seem the Uchiha himself got some new toys and advanced a little bit throughout his life but so did Burittsu was this fate for the two to clash once more learning about each other through combat. Gazing at the audience that continued to mass around watching from a distance they all assume is safe fate had once more put obstacles in the way of the young man.

“It’s simple I’ve been hired to take care of this village but it seemed that our destiny is to always test one another be it now or several years into the future.. Uchiha I thank you for teaching me all these years.”

It was reunion once more between two shinobi who would not stop growing no matter the outcome and how much their lives changed deep down Burittsu still consider this man a comrade well until one of them is dead. Now the test is to see who really grew the most the boy who spread the toxins of cold or the boy who breathed fire as if it was oxygen the two would indeed clash and if the villagers didn’t pay close attention death was certain. Feeling like old times he tried to resist a tempted smile but it was far to much for him to simply let pass his fingertips this man would grant him more knowledge then he knows by simply fighting Burittsu learns that the Uchiha himself experienced hardship as usual and came down to nothing but determination to get better just like every other shinobi in the world. With a quick glance at them all it seemed the Uchiha was on duty himself no other shinobi would simply go out in these type of conditions without a offer of money or a simple mission one way or another it seemed that he would get his answer soon enough.

“Let’s make a deal since it is you Uchiha first one to knock out or submit wins over the village and the people the one that loses has to leave simple this way we both can test what we were learned. But that lust for power you warned me about so long ago I took it to heart if that makes you feel any better..”

Burittsu simply looked at the man before cracking his knuckles this was like another training session his outfit did change from the past years his old wardrobe had a huge change sporting a full black skin tight bodysuit going from his ankles reaching to half of his face. His face currently wasn’t hidden underneath the rest of the clothing the man who he stood in front of deserved to see the face of the man he would duel in combat well for the very lives of these people. In all honesty he wasn’t surprised to find out someone would be their as protection for these weak minded people none with the guts to step forth and oppose the man. The sun beating down on the two shinobi it only meant soon the battle of the boiling bloods would begin to them this was just another reason to get better to the civilians and warriors this would be a match watching two monsters go at it until the strongest monster was left standing. Reality set in for everyone if the Uchiha lost they all would perish and die but if he won they all would live another day well until another shinobi decides to strike a chance at killing them all the next would be weaker or stronger.

“Why should I not be surprise that we will fight like always Uchiha.. Let the best one win.”

WC: 822

Their fight poised to set the fate of the village and everything about it. Maigo sighed and let his eyes wander over his opponent as his monologue continued on and the air shifted around Maigo, reaching up to his back as Burittsu finished his words, Maigo grabbed the sword from his back and reached it out before slamming the blade into the ground about a foot away from him. The black metal stuck in the ground as Maigo's hand removed it, feeling the warmth of the handle removed as well but not heat from the sun, but from within it.

Taking his same right hand, he would reach up and unclick the cloak around his neck and push it back over his shoulder, letting it drop to the ground in a semi-circle around his feet exposing the rest of his kit of weapons and ANBU armor. With a glance, Maigo would slide his right foot back and turn his shoulder to narrow his body and exposed area to his opponent. His eyes would narrow and the golden hue of his eyes would quickly fade away and become replaced with the typical red color and the spinning tomoe for a brief moment before shifting again and letting the tomoe expand. A new ability and shape would give rise in his eyes as the four-armed spiral of his Mangekyo Sharingan would spin into life and lock itself on his enemy. The new shape would sit silently and it's killing intent could be palpable in the air if Burittsu wanted to feel it. A new coldness to his eyes as his Mangekyo spun into life and gave rise to it.

"Fine then. I'm glad you took it to heart. Because I've grown a lot stronger from my previous self as well..." Maigo would pause as he would slowly let his left eye drift closed and hold steady as his right hand would reach to his waist and draw forth his simple ANBU katana up into the air. Smooth with one motion, Maigo would play the same trick that he had on Burritsu before, wondering how much of their battle he would have retained.

Should Burritsu watch Maigo draw his sword from its sheath he would become trapped in a similar illusion as he had before but wouldn't realize it yet. The real Maigo, once knowing that Burittsu was trapped, waiting for the sudden signals would test it out by having the illusion Maigo begin to take steps to the right while completely covering the traces of himself in reality. If Burritsu would follow this clone, Maigo would stand straight up and step backwards to the gate and prepare to defend himself while playing a bit of a game with Burritsu.

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Within the illusion there would be two steps, firstly was Maigo walking to his right side, slowly and methodically measuring out his steps while facing Burritsu until he had traveled a few extra meters away. The second would come when he was so far away. Maigo would spin the sword around in his hand twice by flowing his wrist and creating two wide arcs before drilling the blade into the ground similarly as Maigo had done with his greatsword. Almost on command the ground around them would seem to shake and Burritsu would be presented with two tidal waves of sand on each side, appearing to be around 10 meters in height coming quickly to crash in on top of him. Though, these waves were actually fake, it would be interesting to see how much Burittsu could figure out and how he would act on the spot. Whether he would be able to figure out if this were a genjutsu or not and how he would respond to the immediate threat or any of the illusion (or even real) Maigo's actions.


[646 words, 1465 words total]
[Preparing left eye for Genjutsu: Sharingan]

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It had been a while since he fought the man but out of respect he did leave Burittsu in a genjutsu to think about his way at the end it seemed all he wanted to do was aid the boy. Which seemed to work out in his favor he did open the eyes of Burittsu but now it appeared this was a rivalry between two shinobi not a battle to the death but to see how much growth actually took place. All he could do was smile to himself as the person who truly saved him was right in front of him even though he didn’t know Burittsu respected the Uchiha to a point he wouldn’t stop till he defeated the man. With his own power and hands this only excited him being able to stand toe to toe with someone he actually respected in his life a true hero not because of the village he represented but by being a actual human being someone anyone could understand but for now the test was in front of him. Burittsu knew about the man with the crimson eyes tricks could not work on him anymore he didn’t hide the fact he was looking at the man but he wasn’t focused on his face or eyes he aimed at the feet and legs of the enemy. A battle was a battle but the way it would be won was something that interest Burittsu to the core of his well being he didn’t move but he waited for the Uchiha to do something anything that would be a sign that the battle would start. Yet he couldn’t help himself but smile as the whispers of the crowd began to grow everyone talking in silence scared of the outcome of their crimson savior lost but others only wanted to see the outcome of two shinobi fight.

In a second the whispers died out as the sound of a hiss filled his ears before coming to a stop it seemed he was ready for combat after all drawing his sword on a old friend it seemed that the man was ready for something would this be a straightforward battle or another fight the with eyes. Something that Burittsu never would in his life think of obtaining such a weapon one that messes with the body and mind but it seemed the time of talk was coming to a end the Uchiha was indeed smart the smartest man that Burittsu probably knows for the time being but he deserved a challenge. Swiftly kicking the his foot up towards the Uchiha sending dirt his ways it was obvious Burittsu was willing to play the game since he himself didn’t come with his own pair of eyeballs that allowed complete mind control. The goal was to at least see if he could get the male to focus on the dirt or to at least see the tactics of the shinobi he was playing it smart but the boy knew not to play around with a such a dangerous enemy but for now it seemed this was his only way for him to make it a battle fought with the skills they picked up not some bloodline ability passed down from one to another.

For now that would be his only move against the man well until something else would occur but it just a simple move of a shinobi kicking up dirt in the direction of his enemy in an attempt to blind him or throw him simply off guard. Due to the fact the man did have new weapons underneath his arsenal Burittsu seemed intent on making him use at least one of them in their fight allowing him to see for himself how he carried himself throughout the years it was all worth it. To him this was indeed a game to everyone else the words he mentioned before about the bet seemed to echo throughout their heads everyone was stuck on the fact if they lose people would die. But with typical shinobi he couldn’t help but think how his enemy would react to such a simple move the thought of it was so simple but indeed this could save himself in the near future.

WC: 710

Though Maigo had made the first move it didn't seem that his opponent had taken to the bait, as he stepped away from where he had stood before, there wasn't much of a reaction. Burittsu didn't follow the clone but instead followed Maigo, it told him one thing though; that Burittsu hadn't been watching his sword and might remain hesitant to fall into the same trap. As he responded by kicking up dirt, Maigo would step elegantly to the left, letting his body seemed to writhe from his place to a spot just a couple feet away from where he was to avoid the dirt.

His singular closed eye continued to build up chakra and was ready as his open eye remained trained on Burittsu's person and not on the dirt he had kicked towards and past Maigo. He was so close to ending this fight, to ending all of it right here and now, finding the ability to judge within himself what he would do. His fingers tightened around the katana in his hand as he turned his attention fully towards Burittsu and let his position linger as his body readied and his leg drew backward. His games wouldn't work on him as they had before and now there was no time to let it drag on into nothingness.

Firstly, he would flip the katana in his hand and tilt the blade down before sheathing it away at his waist, a single eye still remaining closed before he would take his right hand and reach from katana to his pouch to pull out his Shoge.

A simple black knife that was clean-edged, the very blade glistening against the rays of the sun and the edge so fine that it was hard to tell just exactly where it ended. The hook on the end of it was in the same form and the blade remained in his hand pointed down from his palm before he raised it in front of himself to hold his stance. Taking two quick steps forward to close the gap, Maigo would let his eye that had been closed until now burst open, the chakra flaring and leaping from his Mangekyo Sharingan. The pattern in his eyes spinning and the malice around that cold and powerful chakra would fill the air.

For Burittsu, it would be like a chill in the air, a sudden skip of his heartbeat maybe before the illusion that Maigo called Shackling Stakes would descend upon him and lock him in place. The nails themselves would seem huge but restrict his movements nearly completely while the world around him would turn violent shades of black and red. The blood would trickle down from Maigo's originally closed eye as the jutsu was cast, the strain obvious from the veins that pulsed and enlarged leading to his eye.

Once Maigo was sure that Burittsu was trapped, he would seem to lock himself in place behind his opponent and hold the shoge to his neck before speaking.

"I told you this won't be the same. And if we're not playing games then there's no point to drag this out." he could feel the knife weighing heavily in his hand. Like it was almost a thoughtless reaction for him to draw it across the neck and end the enemy before him as he had done so many times before him. It was a sharp pain that broke his attention though, before he could make his finishing blow to remind him that he was an ally first, and though misguided, still was one of his own. Maigo's hand tightened around the hilt of his shoge before taking it away.

"I'll give you one chance to answer this question. This is over, our fight ends here today and you let them live as you had said. Agree and we'll call it, if not I'll show you power even greater than this." Maigo's tone would cut harsh but standing behind Burittsu, he would hold his position and give him just a moment to answer it, and only one chance to answer it right.



[700 words, 2165 words total]

320/400 Chakra: