Ziren finally got away from Izumi. And now he was going to fight his brother, Jirosho. There was no way that he was going to lose to his brother. He now feels as if he had enough chakra for this fight. Hopefully.
Ziren landed, on one of the heads of great statues of the Valley of the End. It is said that this place is a traditional fighting grounds for people who want to end a dispute or argument. Ziren was here to put an end to a threat to him and the Leaf. His brother. Jirosho.
A figure landed on the head of the other statue. Ziren listened. Yes, it was Jirosho. His blood was quieter than other people's.
"At last Brother. You have come...for your demise." Jirosho said, teasingly.
Ziren glared at his brother. He didn't say a word to him, just made hand seals, Jirosho followed suit. At first, there was Ziren's rain dance, water droplets filled with his own chakra raining down on them. But then there was another form of precipitation. Blood. Ziren looked to his brother, who had a small open cut. Red Rain. A mixture of water and blood rained down on both participants of the battle.
"Why. Why do you want to go so far in order to just kill me. Why do you want to see me succeed and get stronger just so you can try to kill me in the end?" Ziren asked his brother.
Jirosho smiled, but then put on a serious face. "You will know soon enough little brother. But enough talking." He brought out a small item. An item that Ziren knew very well from his encounters with another bad guy. Ibumo. And that item was his eye scope. He seen it in action, the ability to suck in blood line justsus and sometimes core abilities and make monsters out those said powers.
Ziren knew that this isn't going to be an easy fight. But it looks like it went from bad to worst in just a few seconds. Sand came pouring out of the Eye Scope. It shot out at Ziren, it hit him full force, knocking him down onto his butt. He got back up, realizing where he got that sand from. His mission when he took down a rogue ninja. A Sunaku. Person who controlled the sands. He remembered seeing his brother there, helping him out. He didn't realize that this is what Jirosho was doing, when he took the body.
Ziren clenched his fists. Even if that person was a rogue ninja, she didn't deserve to have her life sucked out of her just to use her powers. "So what are you planning on doing? Stealing the powers of that woman!"
Jirosho smiled. "Oh brother. All I did, it was for you. To make you stronger. Just like how I used the eye scope to steal away her powers. It's not like she needed them. She was dead by the time I took it away. And now, I will give you this power!" Jirosho pointed the eye scope at Ziren.
But he was ready, in a quick motion, Ziren brought out his Chain Scythe and closed the distance and managed to knock the Eye Scope out of Jirosho's hands. His brother smiled evilly. Blood came out of his skin and a weapon formed. A Blood Spear.
Jirosho thrusted his spear towards Ziren at blinding speeds, Million Stabs! But Ziren was ready, he countered and parried his brother's moves with Kill Driver! Finally Ziren got a hit off of his brother, the sight of blood, fresh, and oozing out seemed to heighten his senses.
His brother faltered for a split second and Ziren sliced up, breaking his brother's spear. "It's over Jirosho. Just give up now, and we can forget all of this."
Jirosho smiled. "Little brother. You are blind. You stand for things that don't even exist in the Leaf. You know why I've been wanting you to get stronger? So that you can notice that I am actually trying to help you. That there are enemies within your precious little village. Traitors. People who want power just for themselves." Ziren didn't know exactly what his brother was talking about. But he wasn't going to let him get away with whatever grand scheme he has in mind. But then his brother picked the eye scope back up, in his hands. And with blinding speeds, he was right by Ziren. "And this is far from being over... Do you know how much power this scientist has sucked into this contraption? How many justsus of both normal and those that can only be obtained through blood lines or core abilities? What would happen if all that energy was suddenly released into a person, hm?"
Ziren didn't know what he was talking about, but he turned around fast and sliced down on the eye scope, not wanting to see such a stupid object with that much power ever again. But then something unexpected happened. As the eye scope broke, Ziren and Jirosho were blown back off of their feet.
Energies and chakra from justsus all that were sucked into the eye scope were released, blood clones with no actual form came out. Some stray lightning and storm justsus flew about this way and that, sand crashed everywhere, crushing some trees and some blood clones. And darkness. Darkness filled the area surrounding Ziren and Jirosho.
Chaos was everywhere. But at the center of it, was Ziren. He felt weird. Different. As if he was... Powerful. Different chakra energies flowed about him, as the broken eye scope was in front of him. Smoke came out of it, as if it expelled all powers that it could from it and was now gone.
But he wasn't the only one. Jirosho seemed to also have his own bit of chakra energies flowing about him as well. "How ironic. You also gave me some of that power as well. Looks like I will still have to kill you with it." Dark tendrils came out of Jirosho's shadow that attempted to hit Ziren's own shadow. But he moved before that could happen. He looked at his brother. That was just a Nara technique! Then he remembered, when they once encountered Ibumo, he once used his eye scope to suck the dark void that Maru made with his Nara puppet.
Jirosho let his own shadows try to attack Ziren again, but this time, when Ziren jumped out of the way, he found himself on sand. Weird thing was, he was in the air as the sand caught him. Their fight with the Sunaku. Jirosho really did suck her life away to be put into that eye scope...
He flew around on the nimbus made of sand, he focused on his brother's blood, imagined that it would stop. And just like that, it did. Ziren jumped off of the sand and stared at his brother. He made some hand seals, and a sword made of blood formed. Now, he would strike...
But what was this?! Ziren couldn't move at all! He strained, but found it difficult. He listened and knew why. His blood was also frozen in place.
"Let's see which of us Chigokai are the strongest." Jirosho said, his voice straining. Ziren didn't say anything. They were at a true statement. Statues, frozen in place, as neither could quite finish the other one off.
Ziren could feel his vitals starting to shut off. The lack of oxygen is making him dizzy. But he had to stay strong. He can't let his brother win this battle. Finally, after a very long minute has passed, it was Jirosho that gave up. Ziren collapsed as he could feel, could hear his blood rushing around, desperately trying to carry oxygen to his brain and heart. By this time, Ziren also let Jirosho go from his Blood Break.
But this was far from over. His brother was still alive. Still a threat to the village. He stood over his brother. "I will make you pay for everything."
His brother coughed up blood, and laughed. Ziren widened his eyes as the man before him went poof, but with blood. He heard a blood flow coming at him. He knew it was too late. Lightning surged around his brother's hand, as Jirosho charged at Ziren. "YOU'RE DEAD NOW!"
But then, just as the sand helped Ziren get out of the way, it brought itself up to block the attack that the older Chigokai threw at Ziren. Now's my chance! Ziren thought. He made a Rasengane out of the water element, modified to be Blood. As the sand separated between the two brothers, Ziren lunged at Jirosho, the Blood Rasengane hitting him full force into his chest. The Lightning chakra from his brother's hand dissipated as Ziren's Rasengane sent Jirosho flying across the battle field. Ziren rode a sand nimbus to where his brother was. Jirosho was almost dead. Ziren could hear his blood flow moving very slowly. Jirosho was beyond repair. Then an idea popped into his head, it was a dark idea, but it would also ensure that Jirosho can't pull any other tricks out of his sleeves.
"Let's just hope this works..." He knew that they eye scope could suck in all justsus and whatnot. With it destroyed, and all those blood lines and core abilities distributed between him and his brother, could it be possible that he can absorb some of these powers as well?
He put a hand on his brother, he could see the chakra becoming visible, transferring from Jirosho to Ziren. He made sure that he absorbed all powers that Jirosho could possibly have, until it was just his brother left. Jirosho's blood flow was dangerously low. His breathing was labored.
"Ziren... Little brother... You are not little anymore. Maybe you can become a strong shinobi. Just... Jirosho coughed up blood. "Is this what death looks like? I can't see you little brother. Everything is dark here. Everything cold..."
Ziren closed his eyes. As he heard his brother breathe his final breath, his blood flow coming to a stop, except for the blood that is coming out of all of his various wounds, especially that of a big gaping hole, where Ziren struck him with a Rasengane. Everything seemed so quiet. The darkness finally dissipated as Ziren could see the light of the sun again. The blood clones that were walking around aimlessly dissipated too. Only thing that suggested that there was a battle was the sheer amount of sand that covered the area, along with blood spattered here and there.
Ziren stayed there, sitting in front of his brother's body, not moving at all, staying quiet.
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Ziren landed, on one of the heads of great statues of the Valley of the End. It is said that this place is a traditional fighting grounds for people who want to end a dispute or argument. Ziren was here to put an end to a threat to him and the Leaf. His brother. Jirosho.
A figure landed on the head of the other statue. Ziren listened. Yes, it was Jirosho. His blood was quieter than other people's.
"At last Brother. You have come...for your demise." Jirosho said, teasingly.
Ziren glared at his brother. He didn't say a word to him, just made hand seals, Jirosho followed suit. At first, there was Ziren's rain dance, water droplets filled with his own chakra raining down on them. But then there was another form of precipitation. Blood. Ziren looked to his brother, who had a small open cut. Red Rain. A mixture of water and blood rained down on both participants of the battle.
"Why. Why do you want to go so far in order to just kill me. Why do you want to see me succeed and get stronger just so you can try to kill me in the end?" Ziren asked his brother.
Jirosho smiled, but then put on a serious face. "You will know soon enough little brother. But enough talking." He brought out a small item. An item that Ziren knew very well from his encounters with another bad guy. Ibumo. And that item was his eye scope. He seen it in action, the ability to suck in blood line justsus and sometimes core abilities and make monsters out those said powers.
Ziren knew that this isn't going to be an easy fight. But it looks like it went from bad to worst in just a few seconds. Sand came pouring out of the Eye Scope. It shot out at Ziren, it hit him full force, knocking him down onto his butt. He got back up, realizing where he got that sand from. His mission when he took down a rogue ninja. A Sunaku. Person who controlled the sands. He remembered seeing his brother there, helping him out. He didn't realize that this is what Jirosho was doing, when he took the body.
Ziren clenched his fists. Even if that person was a rogue ninja, she didn't deserve to have her life sucked out of her just to use her powers. "So what are you planning on doing? Stealing the powers of that woman!"
Jirosho smiled. "Oh brother. All I did, it was for you. To make you stronger. Just like how I used the eye scope to steal away her powers. It's not like she needed them. She was dead by the time I took it away. And now, I will give you this power!" Jirosho pointed the eye scope at Ziren.
But he was ready, in a quick motion, Ziren brought out his Chain Scythe and closed the distance and managed to knock the Eye Scope out of Jirosho's hands. His brother smiled evilly. Blood came out of his skin and a weapon formed. A Blood Spear.
Jirosho thrusted his spear towards Ziren at blinding speeds, Million Stabs! But Ziren was ready, he countered and parried his brother's moves with Kill Driver! Finally Ziren got a hit off of his brother, the sight of blood, fresh, and oozing out seemed to heighten his senses.
His brother faltered for a split second and Ziren sliced up, breaking his brother's spear. "It's over Jirosho. Just give up now, and we can forget all of this."
Jirosho smiled. "Little brother. You are blind. You stand for things that don't even exist in the Leaf. You know why I've been wanting you to get stronger? So that you can notice that I am actually trying to help you. That there are enemies within your precious little village. Traitors. People who want power just for themselves." Ziren didn't know exactly what his brother was talking about. But he wasn't going to let him get away with whatever grand scheme he has in mind. But then his brother picked the eye scope back up, in his hands. And with blinding speeds, he was right by Ziren. "And this is far from being over... Do you know how much power this scientist has sucked into this contraption? How many justsus of both normal and those that can only be obtained through blood lines or core abilities? What would happen if all that energy was suddenly released into a person, hm?"
Ziren didn't know what he was talking about, but he turned around fast and sliced down on the eye scope, not wanting to see such a stupid object with that much power ever again. But then something unexpected happened. As the eye scope broke, Ziren and Jirosho were blown back off of their feet.
Energies and chakra from justsus all that were sucked into the eye scope were released, blood clones with no actual form came out. Some stray lightning and storm justsus flew about this way and that, sand crashed everywhere, crushing some trees and some blood clones. And darkness. Darkness filled the area surrounding Ziren and Jirosho.
Chaos was everywhere. But at the center of it, was Ziren. He felt weird. Different. As if he was... Powerful. Different chakra energies flowed about him, as the broken eye scope was in front of him. Smoke came out of it, as if it expelled all powers that it could from it and was now gone.
But he wasn't the only one. Jirosho seemed to also have his own bit of chakra energies flowing about him as well. "How ironic. You also gave me some of that power as well. Looks like I will still have to kill you with it." Dark tendrils came out of Jirosho's shadow that attempted to hit Ziren's own shadow. But he moved before that could happen. He looked at his brother. That was just a Nara technique! Then he remembered, when they once encountered Ibumo, he once used his eye scope to suck the dark void that Maru made with his Nara puppet.
Jirosho let his own shadows try to attack Ziren again, but this time, when Ziren jumped out of the way, he found himself on sand. Weird thing was, he was in the air as the sand caught him. Their fight with the Sunaku. Jirosho really did suck her life away to be put into that eye scope...
He flew around on the nimbus made of sand, he focused on his brother's blood, imagined that it would stop. And just like that, it did. Ziren jumped off of the sand and stared at his brother. He made some hand seals, and a sword made of blood formed. Now, he would strike...
But what was this?! Ziren couldn't move at all! He strained, but found it difficult. He listened and knew why. His blood was also frozen in place.
"Let's see which of us Chigokai are the strongest." Jirosho said, his voice straining. Ziren didn't say anything. They were at a true statement. Statues, frozen in place, as neither could quite finish the other one off.
Ziren could feel his vitals starting to shut off. The lack of oxygen is making him dizzy. But he had to stay strong. He can't let his brother win this battle. Finally, after a very long minute has passed, it was Jirosho that gave up. Ziren collapsed as he could feel, could hear his blood rushing around, desperately trying to carry oxygen to his brain and heart. By this time, Ziren also let Jirosho go from his Blood Break.
But this was far from over. His brother was still alive. Still a threat to the village. He stood over his brother. "I will make you pay for everything."
His brother coughed up blood, and laughed. Ziren widened his eyes as the man before him went poof, but with blood. He heard a blood flow coming at him. He knew it was too late. Lightning surged around his brother's hand, as Jirosho charged at Ziren. "YOU'RE DEAD NOW!"
But then, just as the sand helped Ziren get out of the way, it brought itself up to block the attack that the older Chigokai threw at Ziren. Now's my chance! Ziren thought. He made a Rasengane out of the water element, modified to be Blood. As the sand separated between the two brothers, Ziren lunged at Jirosho, the Blood Rasengane hitting him full force into his chest. The Lightning chakra from his brother's hand dissipated as Ziren's Rasengane sent Jirosho flying across the battle field. Ziren rode a sand nimbus to where his brother was. Jirosho was almost dead. Ziren could hear his blood flow moving very slowly. Jirosho was beyond repair. Then an idea popped into his head, it was a dark idea, but it would also ensure that Jirosho can't pull any other tricks out of his sleeves.
"Let's just hope this works..." He knew that they eye scope could suck in all justsus and whatnot. With it destroyed, and all those blood lines and core abilities distributed between him and his brother, could it be possible that he can absorb some of these powers as well?
He put a hand on his brother, he could see the chakra becoming visible, transferring from Jirosho to Ziren. He made sure that he absorbed all powers that Jirosho could possibly have, until it was just his brother left. Jirosho's blood flow was dangerously low. His breathing was labored.
"Ziren... Little brother... You are not little anymore. Maybe you can become a strong shinobi. Just... Jirosho coughed up blood. "Is this what death looks like? I can't see you little brother. Everything is dark here. Everything cold..."
Ziren closed his eyes. As he heard his brother breathe his final breath, his blood flow coming to a stop, except for the blood that is coming out of all of his various wounds, especially that of a big gaping hole, where Ziren struck him with a Rasengane. Everything seemed so quiet. The darkness finally dissipated as Ziren could see the light of the sun again. The blood clones that were walking around aimlessly dissipated too. Only thing that suggested that there was a battle was the sheer amount of sand that covered the area, along with blood spattered here and there.
Ziren stayed there, sitting in front of his brother's body, not moving at all, staying quiet.
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