The mirror-manor shattered. The nightsky returned, the cool breeze of the night brushing over the roof. Red eyes gazing into another pair of red eyes. Her movement would be a blur, but Haka's fist struck her 'reflection' hard with a force that left little to the imagination of how irritated the spider-nin truly was at this point. The other Haka would eat the full force of her fist, flying back three meters and hit the roof again before she rolled off of it and tumbled down into the ground. Pursuing her subject of irritation, Haka dashed off the manor. As gravity pulled her down, her reflection standing up, her flying kick rammed the sorry excuse of a being back into the ground, creating a small crater in the process. Her reflection would spit blood.Backflipping off her target with the grace of a swan, Haka landed on her feet and stared intently at the being in the ground. The resemblance with herself was striking. Too striking. But there was a small difference. The girl's hair was a soft blue whereas her own was a silvery white.
"H-how did you brake our spell?"
"You failed to reflect the piano properly."
"We were careless..."
The blue-haired clone would stand up, brushing its hair backward.
"But you'll find our next spell unbreakable."
Her words had barely left her when Haka struck the girl again. One, two, three strikes. The breath would be beaten out of the clone, plexus struck, pressure point hit. A temporary paralysis as a result. Then Haka's whirlwind kick followed, sending the girl flying again.
"But why...", she asked, quivering lip, almost crying. "We could be Haka. No, we are Haka."
She'd stand up again. Dust herself off. She ached some, wiping the tears out of her eyes.
"But we are so alone. You could have stayed with the mirrors. Always someone to talk to?"
The blue-haired girl would wipe the tears away. Seeing Haka's more than annoyed frown, her monstrous aura roaring around her, the spider's killing intent was more than real. It didn't happen often that she looked annoyed, even less so that anger was visible, but the red eyes burned with a hatred few would come to experience.
"Let me end your suffering."
She'd throw a kunai in the direction of the girl, invisible chakra wire attached to it with the kugutsu technique. She'd dodge, rather nimble still despite the strikes, but the Dragon Fire quickly followed up. It's trajectory modified as it blazed across the kugutsu wire, Haka manipulating the strings to bend. At first impressions, the girl had not escaped the bending flames, her lithe figure completely engulfed by the fire. But the truth was different. Like a second skin, a film of suiton chakra stuck to her body, water evaporating as it had come in contact with the flames.
"You can not hurt us, we are to be you."
Two sets of hand seals would be formed at once as each hand performed hand seals of their own, Haka invoking her Shodō Mahō and marking herself with the symbols of vigour and longevity. As the chakra shaped itself to her will, she engaged again. Strikes enhanced by her jutsu, every new strike would shatter the second skin more until it broke through and left a couple of deep blue coloured bruises at the point of impact. All the while, Haka assessed the girl's speed and movement. She acted like a crybaby but her movement were fluid as water, making it hard for Haka to land a clean hit.
"We will take you with us."
The spider grabbed the girl's arm, proceeding to pull her out of balance with a single pull. As she shifted into the horse stance, Haka's free arm smashed into the girl's stretched arm hard. A snap could be heard, then a puff of smoke as she escaped Haka's grasp with a simple technique. Easing out of the horse stance, she could see the girl make hand seals in the distance just briefly before webs would shoot out of the ground and wrap around Haka's limbs and throat. Choking her. The spider-nin remained unwavering, refusing to give in into the creeping mind blank that approached with every second. Thinking, how this was possible when she had a barrier up. The girl was nimble, but she hadn't fought. Hinting that she was not quite as capable in martial arts. Ninjutsu, genjutsu. That much she had discovered.
"Don't struggle, doll. Soon you'll be dancing with the mirrors."
Light faded away before her eyes but the screams of the girl in the distance wouldn't go unnoticed. The difference between a trained shinobi and the strong albeit unrefined Unmei was the ability to cast jutsu without hand seals. With Kirigakure's mist clinging to the ground, Haka had the ideal transport of her own genjutsu - Mist Servant Technique. The girl found herself assaulted by a clone of the Osada but where she had believed a single strike to be sufficient, considering herself to have outsmarted the spider-nin by noticing it was but a shadow clone, the trick was not that blatant 'mistake'. That was just the lure. The clone would double, continuing its fight. And every time the girl took down one of the new clones, more and more Hakas popped in to interact with her. It would take a while before the genjutsu reached the end of its duration but all the while the girl was distracted and so Haka forced herself out of the bindings.
Seeing the girl stand in the mist by herself, dodging and dancing, striking and fighting, Haka proceeded with forming the technique that could easily be considered her signature technique by now - chakra arms. Walking up to the girl who would snap out of the genjutsu with heavy breathing, the red eyes would pierce straight to her soul, the indomitable will of the Aranean leader making her disapproval clear. The girl pretty much cowered in a corner, pleading mercy. Annoying the spider even more, who replied by grabbing her shoulders with two chakra arms before she snapped the girl's wrist with the other two. Lifting them up, large tears ran down her cheek, cries of agony disturbing the late night peace. She would have dropped to her knees but the chakra arms denied her that self-pity.
"You believe you can replace me. Cute."
"No, not replace... We are. We are Haka."
The snap of broken arms would follow, the chakra arms remorselessly rejecting her answer.
"You'll never be me."
Her arms ripped out of their sockets, blood spraying all over as the dead limbs were discarded without a glance.
"You'll never be Sero either."
Snap. Ankles would be crushed, Haka's chakra arms now letting her go. The girl would tumble into the ground. Unable to walk, stand, not even crawl forward.
"You are no one."
The black leather book at her side would come to life, Fuinjutsu bleeding out of it on its own accord to summon forth an old familiar. From the shadows rose the black widow known as Ameya, looking at the scenery before her and the glowering gaze of the arachnid that had summoner her.
"You found Kagami?"
"Bring her to Niamh. Tell her she is not to die until Noiralane grows tired of her screams."
Under the screams of denial and pain, the 'twin' would be dragged across the floor and into the summoning circle that brought forward Ameya. For a first time, Kagami cried out in actual pain and real fear, the insane arachnid no longer feigning emotions as she fully understood the punishment Haka had given her. Niamh, the clan's 'surgeon' was more than capable of torturing anyone for weeks, whereas Noiralane enjoyed the cacophonous screams as if they were the sweetest form of music. An eternity of terror would await her.
Perhaps Haka was a judge after all.
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