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Old 02-18-2018, 01:07 AM   #11
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"A foolish gesture but a child's gesture, I don't blame you for it," he smiled, "This offer still stands Fist. Come with me and you could rule more than Konoha, you could rule all of Fire Country and be my heir apparent. Sanada excellency. Sanada supremacy and you at the top of it. No longer forgotten, no longer mistreated, no longer an outcast. The literal fist behind the power of the world."

Masakage approached his nephew, battered and bruised from their original skirmish but with Masakage's own body freshly healed from Celestial Rebirth. Masakage stood taller than his nephew though Fist's body was younger and more shaped by martial arts. It hadn't mattered in their original trading of blows. Sanshiro did not think it would matter anymore.

His mind winded and turned...

How do I beat this guy...?

I'm running low on chakra, the Tri-Sengan and summoning Shirai has taken a lot out of me...

But there's still the opportunity there always is.

To end it in one blow. One punch. One fist.

Fist sneered at Masakage and lifted his sword back up to his face and raised his two extra hands into a hand seal once more.

"I would never leave Konoha for you, monster!", he barked, "Leaf is not perfect but it is home. You're not a revolutionary, you're a rat. Hiding in holes and waiting for people to leave garbage out to get the scraps."

He grunted...

"I will be the first Sanada Hokage and everyone in the world over will respect the Celestial Body like they respect the Byakugan and the Sharingan. The Sanada are the next great clan of Leaf and I'm their next great leader. Fucking book it."

"And yet you remain Masayuki's man through and through?"

"I remain Sanada through and through, asswipe. Wouldn't expect a kinslayer to know the difference."

"You're barely a Sanada boy but I have no issue in making an example of you and Leaf the same. All will know my power soon enough,", Masakage chuckled, "Forces are already in motion. Old powers rise again and have escaped their ancient prisons. The bijuu roam the earth again and their power begs to be harnessed."


"You could be a part of the new order Fist, headed by me and my heir. Currently within my young wife Mika resides my heir and on the Serei no Shima there lies a Rokubi begging to be tethered. Hehehehehehehe. The Celestial Body combined with the power of a bijuu, it will create a creature neither Bijuuko nor man. My heir. Something only I, who has pushed our kekkei genkai farther than any ever, could fathom this. Join us or die Fist. Pick. A. Side."

He was close to Fist now and he pushed him the chest with an almost juvenile disregard. Fist was frozen in the absurdity of the situation with Masakage both revealing his master plan and the potential scale of it. Jinchuriki? An heir to the Sanada posessing both Masakage's strong blood and the power of demon within the Celestial Body itself? Could such corruption be allowed to exist? Could such a man be allowed to have so much power?

"I will stop you."

I can't beat him. Not now...

"Or you'll try, maybe that's what I want," Masakage sighed and backed away from Sanshiro, "The Sanada turned to me once and now they turn to you. Masayuki has left you to die. Do you see now? Do you understand? They don't want to change this. They don't want a hero. They just want a martyr, a statue to raise. I've been where you are, I stood where you stand. But why should you save Masayuki and his ilk when they stand for nothing? If the Sanada deserve life--let them stand for themselves!"

It has to be that technique...there is no other way.

Fist felt his two arms retract as he stood within six feet of Masakage. Ready. Willing. Prepared to fight and with a deadly focus that wasn't there before. He looked towards Hinoken and felt his eyes go downcast...

"I'm sorry old friend...but you will not survive this fight...", he whimpered, the stupid sword was pulling emotions out of him, "I wish there was another--"

"You live by the sword and you die by the sword Fist-san. It has been a pleasure. Hold no quarter."

"So you'll fight then?"

Masakage really could ruin an emotional moment with an inanimate object like no other.

All Fist did was nod.

"Fine, Fist, regrettable to spill such talented Sanada blood, but expected," Masakage said with a small degree of regret, "No matter which one of us lives, the ground we're standing on will crack and blow away. And you will fight. But when you fight, you'll fight alone. And in the end you'll see there was no other way."

All Fist did was shake his head...

"That where you're wrong...when I stop you, when the Sanada stop you, it won't be alone...," he grinned, "I may not be built for this world. I may not be cut out for my clan but I am a Sanada of Leaf and the will of fire pumps through my veins and powers my heart. I have friends and powerful ones at that. I ain't scared of you Masakage, but you know what's really wild?"

It was then that Masakage noticed it or perhaps it was only then that he let Sanshiro know that he noticed it but Sanshiro's entire body had changed. The Sanada prodigy was literally glowing now, orange as if he was a piece of coal in a volcano. Chakra pulsated in the area causing the very sky to darken and lighting to crackle...

"And what's that Fist?"

"I've seen inside your head Masakage, you ain't as complicated as you think and everything you've done today--this pandering and recruiting. It has to be for some reason and I can only find one...," if Fist's smile could extend to his eye balls it would've, "You're scared of a seventeen year old boy. You're scared that you're a once in a generation talent and that generation has passed..."

He saw Masakage's eyes narrow and him approach Fist with a renewed ferocity. He hit his nephew hard with a big blow to the stomach and then with a knee to the groin. A left upper cut to the chin and then alternating hooks with a shocking quickness to rival Hitoko's or Kiyoko's own hand speed.

It wasn't enough...

"You're scared of me Masakage," Fist said between bloodied teeth, his very tongue and molars glowing like heated metal, "And you should be."

Don of the Sanada Family
Grass Capo to Big Boss Cain

Yeah, I stunt, but I’m a li’l more realer
When it come from the heart, don’t it feel mo’ iller?
Watch my flow go bananas, I’m a li’l gorilla
So pardon me, man, y’all gon’ have to pardon me

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