Going for Fire God

He had Him back rested against a large metal device as Him head slowly rose from the floor. A dark shadow loomed over Him head as He spoke softly, to no one but Himself.

“Hitaro, Honshou, Von.. You're safe.”

As the shadow covered Him visage, the still wet blood leaking from Him nose and mouth painted a dark mural on the once beautiful face of this ninja caught in the wrong war. Blood began pooling on the floor from Him wound as He tried to force Himself into a sitting position.

“All I ever wanted was for you to be safe.. I'd sacrifice another hundred people to keep you safe. I'd sacrifice myself to keep you safe.” Reaching over to Him dislocated shoulder, He took a deep breath as He popped it back into place, giving Him back Him arms. Him arms dropped to Him legs as He pulled up Him Kunai. He wasn't going down easy. He pulled out a second one, and focused Him chakra through both... lighting them both on fire.

“Aw Hell... Three of 'em... Three Goddamn Tanks.”

Him eyes opened sadly as three Lumbering creatures, the size of the Incredible Hulk, with jaws removed and discolored tongues hanging down. Each with fists the size of a Sedan, trying to barrel their way through the tiniest of doorways that protected Suno but only for the moment.

“Alright well... maybe I'll have a smoke.”

Reaching down to Him pocket He pulled out a carton of cigarettes. He knocked out a cigarette, and popped it into Him mouth as He took the still heated barrel of Him kunai and tapped it to the butt of Him cigarette lighting up the end as He took a hell of a drag on it.

“Hold your horses... I'll be with you in a minute.”

He spit the cigarette out of Him mouth, and shook Him head sighing as the smoke exhaled into the air. God He hated the taste of those things, but He figured He might see if the taste improved in Him final moments of living.

“My Job's done.”

With a loud cough, He tried to hit Himself in the chest, to clear out the cough but it just brought pain to Him. The tanks finally decided to break down the door barrier, as they all ruHed in at once.

“Let's see what you got, you big dumb SONS OF BITCHES!”

With a cocky smile on Him face He threw both kunai at the approaching tanks, as a fire spread, covering the entire area.

-One Week Ago.-


“Ha HAHH! Time ta play FETCH ya Friggin' Dumbasses!” A loud voice called through the night sky, as enemies seemed to swarm around one abandoned house in the middle of a large field. The moon shone brightly in the air, as it's full visage spread a beautiful lamplight on a field soaked in the blood of the undead. There was the smell of brimstone and latent inferno in the air. A loud 'Thump' sound resounded in the room as an object collided with a wall.

“God Damn It...” A boy cried, as he was forced into a back to back position with another boy around his age.

“Nice one Hitaro... maybe next time, try throwing the tags OUT the window.” A young shinobi, with long black hair, tied in a ponytail cried out. He was wearing all red clothing, with two white stripes going down Him arms and legs.

“Von, you must not watch a lot of baseball.. But it ain't good for a Man's pitchin' arm when a Zombie's hangin' off it by it's GODDAMN TETH!” Hitaro was well built like a brawler. Short brown hair and tattoo's all around his body. With his old Man's flak jacket on, he looked ready to take on the world.

“DAMN IT! Now they're all coming up Here.” The last member of the group said, Honshou was from the village hidden in the Cloud, He had little to no hair on Him head, and He was wearing dress clothes. A large white blouse, with red rosettes flowing down the center, wHere their should be buttons. He had on a pair of black bottoms and regular shoes, with a large Katana in Him hand.

“Yea I know, Honshou... Tell ya what, Next time I'll throw it up YOUR ASS. Than you can just clench and – AGH, Pffft... Hate Zombies..... so much..”

Hitaro was thrown to the ground as 2 zombies tackled him down trying to scratch the shit out of his face.”

There was a short fizzle that echoed somewHere in the corner of the room as a Firework Bomb EXPLODED, blowing a massive hole in the wall, killing all the undead that were trying to climb in through the windows. Von mounted the hole in the wall and glared outside.

“Well it's about fucking time.. GUYS! RESCUE'S HERE!” He yelled as powerfully as He could to catch Him team's attention, cutting through a zombie's neck with Him kunai.

“EVAC's Here, Guys! Let's get moving!” Von's voice cut out through the storm.

“I'll be right there, dear!” Hitaro's voice cut out mockingly as he stabbed one of the undead in the face the head, piercing through the skull and puncturing the brain. It fell dead, to the ground as he got up, moving to Honshou, trying to pull Him over to the Evac.

“Seriously Guys, Let's Move!” Von's voice called out as He scanned the area for the 4th member of Him team. “WHeres Suno?”

Hitaro took this time, to cover Honshou's back as he spoke to Von about Suno's wHereabouts. “Dark Haired, tatted mummy? Lights shit on fire, Hates smoke?”

“Hitaro, WHERE IS HE?” There was no mirth on Him face, as He demanded an answer from Hitaro.

“By the stairs.” He snapped the neck of one of the undead and kicked the body towards another sending them both down.

“Is He okay?” He flipped over Hitaro, heading towards the stairs.

Fighting off 3 zombies in hand to hand, he called back to Von, as Honshou was forced to fight off a few by Himself. “Do I look like a staircase to you? How the hell am I supposed to know?”

He was expending Him gear like crazy, trying to keep Him hands from being bloodied as He put the undead back into the dirt. “Oh For Christ's sake... GUARD THE ROOM! We'll leave through the hole. I'll be right back!” He charged lightning chakra through Him kunai and cut through one zombie, sending a discharge through 5 undeads at once.

Honshou stabbed a zombie behind Him, as He spun low to the ground, rising up cutting a zombie in quarters. “Think we should go with Him, Man?... Maybe Suno's in trouble.” He had a dark concerned look on Him face, truly scared for Him partner's life.

Hitaro's face was calm, about as calm as it ever got as he bashed the but of his kunai into a zombie's mouth, shattering the jaw, and piercing through the skull. “Suno? Na. He's been in one of Him War moods all night. Two things I learned about Suno these last few days... Don't make fun of Him weird eye tattoo things... and never interrupt Him when He's workin'.”

The girl was surrounded by undead ninja, with their arms around Him neck, scratching at Him neck and doing everything they could to murder Him in cold blood, however He was putting in work of Him own. One hand, ripping out a zombie's neck and the other, stabbing through a soft skull. As bodies fell to the floor, He felt fire flow from Him veins and hands, igniting the bodies around Him.

Reaching to Him belt for another kunai, He realized that the holsters were empty, kicking up a pack off of a dead body, He bashed one more in the head, with a skull as He threw one of his next Kunai into a skull, ending a life.

“Suno? Rescue's Here!” Von descended a few more steps, as He surveyed the hundred or more bodies strewn across the floor. Suno had Him eyes focused on a body lying before Him, with a kunai in it's chest. It's eyes opened and it seemed to stir, as Suno threw one flaming one into it's head, causing it to implode.

“Suno?” Suno's face had a permanent look of disgust on it, as if He had swallowed something bitter. Von stepped up to Him and tapped Him on the shoulder as He spoke again. “Suno! We've got to get upstairs. Rescue's Here!”

Suno turned around, Him short black hair swaying lightly in the motion. He had two, lightning tear tattoo's on the outsides of Him eyes, with a pair of dark red/pink shades on Him face. He was wearing all black ninja gear, reminiscent of what Him sister would always wear, as if He were trying to channel Him sisters murderous spirit into Him, in a time like this.

“I heard you the First Time, Li. I just wasn't finished.” The two turned and began to move quickly up the stairs, as Suno tried to pull Himself into a more neutral disposition. “Heh... I don't suppose theres any way we could leave without...”

Von interrupted Suno with a smile on Him face. “No, Hitaro knows it's Here.”

Suno shrugged lightly as they finally crescendo over the stairs. “Ahhhh, alright..”
Back upstairs, Honshou and Hitaro were being forced to wait for Von and Suno's reemergence. Hitaro was atop a zombie, beating the shit out of it's face. “Hitaro, When you gonna stop punching that thing in the head, man?”

He pulled off the still moving zombie and looked at Honshou with a contemplating face on. “Dunno... Soon as it gets boring.” Grabbing the zombie again, he threw 4 HARD punches that seemed to echo through the vibrant room, as what was left of the skin, was cruHed into bloody pulp. “Nope... Still Fun.” With somewhat of a laugh he went back to his destruction.

Suno burst into the room, pulling Him shades from Him face, with a sigh. “Let's MOVE! I leave you idiots alone for Five Goddamn minutes and you forget how to run to a Rescue Vehicle!” With the 4 survivors in the room, there seemed to be an air of resistance that spread from the 4. The moment of reunion seemed to hang in the air for a long time, before Suno was forced to pull the team towards their common goal. “Von, you take Point. I'll cover the...”

A loud “THOOM!” Resounded in the entire area as the sound of heavy feet, crushing the earth beneath it as it approached the house. “Ah, for chrissakes...” the THOOM was followed up by a massive crashing sound, as a tank burst through the wall of the house. “TANK!!” Suno called out to Him team mates as He reached in Him pocket for a bottle of Booze.

“SUNO!” Von called out, throwing blade after blade at the Tank, Honshou adding Him own arsenal to the flame, as Suno focused what remained of Him chakra into Him hand.

“Don't Worry about me, Li! Fall back to the Roof!” The creature ruHed forward, shrugging off the attacks like they were nothing, as Suno's right hand caught, a flame. “I swear to God I musta killed Fifty of you sons of Bitches by Now... You'd think one of you'd have the common Goddamn Courtesy to go down easy!” He threw the bottle at the Tank as it craHed into his head, covering him in cheap alcohol. Suno jumped forward, and tapped Him blazing palm onto it's head, lighting the booze and sending it's head into a Flaming torment.

Honshou, took a deep breath and exhaled about a gallon of Oil, that was off trajectory, flying to the right of the Tank. Hitaro, took a deep breath and shot out a burst of flame, that ignited with the Oil, lighting the Tank up. With a wall of “THK” sounds crashing into the Tank, it was felled with a crash that shook the entire house.

The four ran past the body, all very low on supplies, as Honshou called to Him troupe. “Alright! Now can we get the hell out of this Farmhouse?” Pushing out through throngs of the undead, they all jumped from the roof of the building, into a sea of waiting undead. They ran silently, the sound of bodies hitting the ground and steel cutting through bone, was all that could be heard over the pounding hearts and hurried footsteps. Suno and Von were the first in the EVAC vehicle, holding off waves, as Honshou ruHed onboard, leaving Hitaro to pick up the slack.

“Hitaro, Hurry!” Von called out as He managed to throw a shuriken through the empty eye socket of a dead being, through his brain and out the back of his skull. Hitaro's pace seemed to slow as he threw up his right arm, giving the finger to the hordes, lumbering to catch up.

“Hold on. I gotta give this zombie the finger.” As he ran he was unaware of the creature that rested atop a dead tree, breathing slowly eying it's prey. This creature was a Smoker, a zombie covered in bulbous boils, with a mockery of a crew cut atop it's head. They were famous for their unbelievably long tongues, able to shoot these monstrosities over 100 meters, and with such pinpoint accuracy that they can snipe a target from such a distance, wrap their tongue around the target and drag them back to wHere the Smoker wait. Instead of warranting the name of, “Pedobear” they were called smokers for their shown trait of discharging massive amounts of smoke, upon death. Enough to cause a considerable smoke screen, and cause the killer to nearly die, inhaling the viscous smoke. With a loud “SHKLT!” the tongue of the smoker shot out from it's mouth, heading directly for Hitaro.

“HITARO!” The ninja was pulled from his feet, and dragged towards the Smoker, hiding in the tree. Honshou stepped forward and grabbed for Hitaro, who wrapped both of his arms around Honshou's one holding on for dear life.

Hitaro: “AGGHH! SHIT!

Honshou: I GOT YOU, ARTIE!

A: Don't let GO, DAMMIT!

M: I aiin't lettin' Go, MAN!

A: I take back Alla that nasty crap I said About ya!

M: Hold on, you been sayin' nasty crap about me?

A: DON'T LET GO DON'T LET GO DAMMIT DON'T LET GO!”

Von: “Don't worry Louis! I'm on it!” He looked up at the creature and closed Him eyes, when He reopened them they were replaced with Sharingan, Mangekyou to be exact. Him eyes locked onto the smoker and from them, He shot out a burst of black flames, catching the smoker and burning beyond recognition. Blinking, Him sharingan vaniHed and He smiled. “Gotcha, Freakshow.” Honshou and Hitaro, were launched into the back of the vehicle, with their own momentum as a loud SLAM, denoted the closing of the back hatch. The Vehicle began riding off, as zombies tried to chase after it, but were soon left in the dust.

“OH HELL YES, That is how that's done! No more Fat Puking Zombies, No more Big-Ass house chukin' Zombies... No more Creepy Snow White Cryin' Bitches... Just a whole mess a' rest and relaxation in the safe zone baby! HA-HAHHH!” Honshou sat down in the vehicle with a big smile on Him face, as everyone else seemed to be calming down.

“Calm Down... I'll believe it when I see it” Hitaro had a look on his face as if he were upset with Honshou for Him optimism. He shook Him arms out at him, like He was contemplating how he could NOT be excited about this entire situation.

“What the Hell kinda attitude is that? Artie, we're in an armored personnel carrier. Driven by a Hou Oh Soldier. Being taken to a safe zone. Can I finally get you to admit every thing's gonna be just fine?” He sat back down on the bench as if He had solved all of their problems with that last speech.

“Honshou, I hate to be the one to break this to ya, but we been heading to the safe zone FOUR TIMES NOW.” Holding up one hand, He counted off Him fingers as He spoke. “Caravan: CraHed. Troop: Murdered. Boat: Kicked us out and LEFT US TO DIE. Trust me... Something'll go wrong and we'll all be dead. When he spoke, he had such an air of finality in his tone, it was like Honshou couldn't even find the will to argue with him about it. Before them driving the vehicle, there was a soldier, speaking on a communicator to some command somewHere.

“Rook, this is Rescue 9. We've recovered Four Tango Mikes. Please Advise” With a static Chhk, all 6 people in the vehicle were drawn into silence as 'Rock' replied to Rescue 9.

“Rescue 9, Bypass Echo and Return to Millhaven.”

“Rock, Copy That.”

Honshou stepped up to the partition between back end of the vehicle and the driver. “Hello?” He sat down on the bench so He was still completely close to the partition. “Hey uh... Man, I just wanna thank you for savin' all out asses back there. We headin' to the safe z...” He was cut off by the partition being slid shut, leaving the survivors to be alone.

Hitaro, reclined in his seat, hands behind his head with a smug smile on. “See? What'd I tell Ya? We're Friggin Doomed.”

Honshou had a sad look on Him face, trying to reassure Himself that they were being rescued. “Nice, Hitaro. That's a real positive attitude.” Suno seated right next to Honshou, was using Him fire to try cauterize a wound, on Him right leg. Von, looked directly at Suno and noticed the flame in Him hands, and the calm look on Suno's face as He worked.

“Wow, in the days we've been out Here... you've really mastered your fire abilities huh... I remember when you couldn't even light a match.”

Suno smiled, lightly as He pulled Him hand away from Him leg. “Yea... I thought this Fire God shit would be an easy gain... but with this Undead Jutsu shit.... I guess experience on the battlefield is better than learning from tomes. The two smiled at each other, as Honshou's argument with Hitaro.

“We ARE ALWAYS about to die.., even before the Zombie Apoc. We were all Ninja... sworn to kill each other, and now..”

Honshou chered in with a smile, as if He had a way to shut him down. “We're always about to die, and yet we're still alive....” Hitaro didn't let Him finish however, “Sure, and we're still about to die... Face Facts.. we're livin' through a ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE. That's a Shit Sandwich no matter how ya chew it. Nothin's getting' better. Everything's getting' worse, all the time. Just once I'd like to hear you admit it.. Nothin's gonna be okay ever again.” The vehicle crescendoed over a hill as it came within range of the military base.

“Rescue 9, What's your status?”

“Haven, we have Four Tango Mikes for the Doc. This is Captain Mora. Is the Major There?”

“Rescue 9, Negative.”

“Haven, please advise the major I need to debrief him directly.

“Rescue 9, Copy that. You know he's gonna ask, what'd you see?”

“Haven, you would not believe it. I SAW it and I can't believe it.”

The 4 survivors were all asleep in the back of the vehicle, finally finding a time to rest amongst the murderous beings hellbent on murder. It was with a loud creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeak that the doors to the back of the vehicle opened, revealing the 4 who were unprepared for what was about to happen to them.


“Put your weapons on the floor, NOW. 3 soldiers stepped up, each wielding a specialized weapon, all wearing full black clothing, and gas masks.

Hitaro, always being the instigator, stepped up first, speaking to the soldiers. “Hollld on. I know how this goes. You're gonna Cavity Search us, ain't ya?”

“Put your weapons down. This is your last warning.” Wind chakra began flowing around the blade of the one who was issuing commands, and the four took off all their holsters and swords, dropping them to the floor. Hitaro, however... was not done being an ass. As the 4 stepped out of the vehicle, hands up showing compVonnce he took the oppurtunity to speak up again. “Alright, Alright... Hey you should cavity search Suno.. He looks pretty suspicious.

Suno, looked over Him shoulder, giving Hitaro a hard stare, wanting him to shut up. “Hitaro...”
He wasn't done though.

“Wait, I got it. Maybe you three wanna cavity search each other. With a loud KRNNK sound the flat of the sword collided, with Hitaro's jaw, as he recoiled. “Ow.” Taking a step forward, he swayed and promptly fell down on his face. Von stood there, a hapless look on Him face as he hit the ground.

The soldiers took no time in stopping their stride. “Bring your smartass friend. Anybody makes a break for it, that body gets shot. Welcome to Millhaven.” Suno's body was tense, as if He were about to start a fight, knowing He had to control Him rage, or Him team would be killed. Von, helped pick Hitaro up, draping him over Von and Honshou's shoulders.

Von tried to speak carefully to the soldiers. “Um. Hi I'm not a Smart Ass.”

“Good to hear, Ma'am.”

“WHere are we? I thought we were being taken to Echo Safe Zone.”

“Negative, Ma'am.”

“Right. Can you at least tell us wHere you're taking us?”

“Testing.”

“Oh-kay. And if we pass the test?”

Von looked to Him left to see bodies being puHed into a massive fiery pit. Looking forward He saw Suno's body tense up, knowing that the tattoo's on Him eyes would be glowing slightly due to the closeness to the foreign flames, knowing He'd be rejuvenated by the end of the night if they stayed near enough to the fire. Looking closely at the bodies, He realized they weren't undead... but regular people, yet to turn... and probably not given a chance too. “Actually, you know what, Nevermind. I think I get the idea.”

Being thrown into a Cell, the four were forced to sit there, as Suno was stuck in Him fiery trance, trying to absorb the latent heat from the MASSIVE flame that roared outside. If He could gain enough chakra, than they wouldn't need brutal face to break out of there, He could do it by Himself.

“Okay so while, Suno's doing Him.... flame shit, how about we muse on what the fuck it is we're doing in some base, when we should be in the safe zone with a NOT unconscious Hitaro, and zombies NOT running the entire world. As they sat there in silence, the door to their cell opened up and a man in a large lab coat, wearing a surgical mask, accompanied by a soldier, carrying a large Mace, enfused with earth chakra. The doctor pointed at Suno and Von, as the soldier stepped up to them and forced them to stand. Walking the two out of the room, the locked the door shut, appointing 2 guards to stand staionary before the door, as Von and Suno were brought to a separate room to be tested.

In the room, The doctor pointed at Suno and inquired about the tattoo's that were glowing on Him face. Von, still in a defensive mode, kept Him eyes on the doctor, as if He were protecting Suno.

“Suno.... is a Fire Goddess, those tattoo's on Him face store heat in them, for Him to use in substitution for chakra, so by being this close to the pyre you guys have burning outside, He's trying to recharge Him batteries, so that when we DO get taken to the safe zone, He won't have to sleep it off for the first couple of days.”

The doctor nodded, complacently writing down everything Von had said, and making notes about Suno's physical condition as well.

“...fxnnl... Told you MyMy... snrxxx... m'right... pnnxx.... Always right... hate fallin!” Hitaro jumped out of his sleep as he rubbed his chin from wHere he had been hit, by the weapon. “Ow. Aw fer.... did I get hit with a Gun Butt Again?”

Honshou, stood by the door of the small cell, hand on the wall resting as if He were just beyond tired. “Yup.”

Hitaro made a move to stand from the bed, rubbing the back of his neck. “It was those guys I told to cavity search each other, wasn't it.”

“That'd be them.”

“Yea, That makes sense... the hell are we?”

“WHerever we are, it sure ain't Camp Echo.”

“Suno and Von?”

“With the Doctor.” That's all they'll tell me.

“So I was right. We're screwed.”

“Well, Now I wouldn't say...”

“Yea I know what YOU wouldn't say... that's why I'm saying it.”

“And dreaming about it.. you've been mumbling 'I told you so Mary' for an hour now.

“Heh. Yeah. It was a good dream.”

“Than you started yelling about falling.”

“Oh that. We were both falling while I was tellin' you off.

“Hitaro...”

“I was pretty brave about it. You were really scared, through.”

“Hitaro. Man, I think we are in a lot of trouble Here.”

The two ceased talking and just looked into the darkness of the room, as if they were finally submitting to the creeping darkness that they were losing.

“Alright, lemme handle this.” He walked slowly towards the door, cracking his neck he sighed.

“Um. Wait. What?”

“Follow my leaf. I got a Plan.”

“No Hitaro, No. Let's talk about..”

“HEY YOU! SHORT ONE, DON'T TRY THIS GOOD COP SHORT CHILD BULLSHIT ON ME.. WANNA KNOW WHY IT WON'T WORK... CAUSE I AM A COP HAHAHA. Hey mary... I think it's working.”

“Sir, are you trying to get me upset so I'll rush in their and you'll overpower me?”

Hitaro looked like he was ashamed of himself for being figured out so easily. “What? NO.... Okay Fin, Yes so What?”

“Just a Hunch Sir. And yes.. I'm a little short. All the Women in my family are.”

“Ohhh. You're a...”

“Soldier. Yes, Sir. Let me help you out Here. You're in a Himmetically sealed sterile room with an independent ventilation system. The only way we're coming in there is if you are dead or on fire.. The doctor's with your friends. He'll be Here in a minute. Now sit down and stay quiet. SIR.

Hitaro made a move to sit down looking at Honshou who was already sitting there. “That was your plan..”
“THAT WAS THE FIRST PART OF MY PLAN!”

“Yeah let's recap some of your plans so far.. Go help that crying girl, Louis. He looks sad. Let's find the army. They'll know what to do. We're locked in a tiny room. I'll piss off the guys with weapons so they'll shoot Honshou.”

“All Good plans What's yer point?”

“HEY! Come Here a second.” A voice called from outside the cell. One of the soldiers looking for an audience with a survivor.

“Who, Me?” Hitaro, already hopping from his bed.

“No. The Smart One.”

“I still think he means me...”

“Uh.. huh, let me go check it out anyway.”

“10 bucks says he just wants to shoot ya..”

Honshou stepped to the door, heart in Him throat as He reached the door.
“Hope Not. I coulda stayed sitting for that. Yea? What do you want/?”

“Rai, what the hell?” The girl outside the room in Him military outfit said to the soldier that had called Honshou up.

“I need to know this, let me do this Cali. You've been out there for two weeks, right?”

“That's not what it felt like, but yeah.”

“Have the Whiskey Deltas been... changing?”

“Whiskey Delta's?”

“Walking Dead. Are they... you know, mutating?”

“Are you kidding? Just how long you guys been cooped up in Here?

“So they aren't?” Cali called back to Honshou.

“Wait a minute, you guys never seen a Boomer?”

“A... 'boomer'? Cali replied.

“A Big fatassed zombie that barfs on you.”

“Get the hell outta Here.” Rai replied.

“Oh I ain't even got to the screwed up part yet. See the barf attracts OTHER zombies. It's like... I dunno, Cat Nip or something.”

“God...” Cali replied as Rai, seemed to stand there stunned.

“But they're not even the worst...”

Honshou was interrupted by a loud wailing sound flying throughout the entire base. It was the evacuation alarm, and the 4 survivor's hearts dropped as they heard the sound.

In the other room, Von and Suno were listening to the doctor speak about how Lt. Mora was coming to kill them, for some sort of treason. Von, yelled at the doctor, Him voice louder than the siren.

“You're worried about Soldiers coming to kill us?

Suno, finally up from Him heat coma, stepped towards the door, covering Him hands in Him own fire chakra. “Infected are attracted to Noise, Doc. Whatever Dumbass is in charge Here, he just called every zombie in a Hundred Mile Radius.”

Von Yelled at the doctor, as the siren finally stopped. “DOCTOR WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE NOW!!! And we're going to need weapons..”

Suno puHed open the door, as the fire from Him hands, spread to Him arms, up to wHere Him elbows are. Hearing a loud Cracking sound, coming from down the magnificently long hallway, He had a sad look on Him face as He was ready to take on whatever the apocalypse had for Him, this time. The world shook around and beneath Him as He moved slowly down the hallway. Everything seemed to black out around Him as He went, almost like the entire reality of things was being ripped apart. He was pulled back to attention as a creature ruHed at Him, hands trying to crush Him. He ducked low and palmed it in the guy, spinning around and wrapping Him arm around it's neck. Applying pressure He snapped it and threw it forward. He rolled forward and gathered massive amounts of chakra in Him mouth as He stepped through the hall. Opening Him mouth He released what was a MASSIVE Fireball, growing ever larger and larger still in the hall until it EXPLODED before the massive barrier door, that lay before Him. Rushing towards the trail He had blazed, He jumped through the giant door, flying through what looked like Pure Light.

He heard a shout raising around Him, as He tried to call out to the very same voice that reached out to Him. Him arm shot forward as if He were being shocked awake, as Him body jumped up, emerging from the light and into a snow covered field, with the Yukikage glaring down at Him. He screamed at the top of Him lungs, Him mind and body going into a shock, being ripped from one reality into another, He was lucky to even have the energy to scream. He was restrained by the Kage and a team of medical ninja that had arrived on the scene and He was carried back to the village, with a gag in Him mouth to stop Him from biting off Him own tongue in Him spasms. It was a scary sight to behold as it was as if He were going insane, and at such a young age. The Yukikage himself felt such personal blame for the situation as he had unleaHed an unknown hell on the young girl, who's mind was still tearing itself apart.


-6 months later-

Suno was sitting in Him bed, staring out the window into the snowy pVonns that seemed to threaten all those that appeared on them. He had been active for about a week and a half, and going through physical and psychological tHimapy to try and repair the damage, that had been inflicted on Him. He'd have another couple weeks of this bullshit all due to a bad thought in the middle of a spar. He was extremely sure He was going to lose Him mind over trying to figure which reality path was the true one, but that didn't matter. He had to get out of this hospital.. the sparse blue walls and disgusting food made Him sick every time He even thought about them. Holding out Him right hand, He snapped Him fingers as a flame sprouted in the palm of Him hand, like a baby plant looking for love. Closing Him hand on the flame, it vaniHed in Him embrace and He sighed. Time to go back out into that jungle. Closing Him eyes, He reopened them to see an undead hand, trying to climb it's way out of the snow. He stood from Him bed, hoping that He was just imagining things, as He walked down towards check out.

Approved