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Yukio v/s Zenaku:Completed

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« on: June 10, 2011, 10:33:46 pm »

So...here you go.  10 posts.  Behave as though you are the host.  Try not to die. Grin
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« Reply #1 on: June 10, 2011, 10:45:12 pm »

Zenaku enters the area walking as the winds blow through his clothes causing them to dance in the wind. As he moves he proceeds to place paper seals on his body. Two on each arm and leg as well as two on his chest and back and he moves throughout the area. A voice booms in his head. So Zen? Are you seriously going to waste your time fighting the Ichibi? I mean, why not just let me lose and i can deal with it and have us back in time for dinner? C'mon... Zen sighs lightly before smirking at the possibility as his blade, firmly strapped to his back moves with him.

Well as tempting as that offer is i intend to see just how strong this fighter is, so knock it off for now ok? Zen closes his eyes for a moment before reopening them revealing his sharingan eyes peering over the area taking in any and all detail amongst the massive sea of sand. He waits patiently casually scoping the area...
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« Reply #2 on: June 11, 2011, 01:58:50 pm »

Yukio was traveling up the windward side of a sand dune; he was holding his head tightly by the temples momentarily. Shut up! Shut up! He could hear the Shukaku's vicious cackling in his head. It was so.. loud.

Kukukuku.. Whose head are we kukukuku.. ripping off today? …Yukio boy?

Yukio's eyes were gaining dark sacks from the sleepless nights with the beast's devilish bloodlust. How many people had he inadvertently killed? He couldn't remember anymore; the days were just running together in one big nightmare. Perhaps.. if he just didn't resist, things would run smoothly? No, he would end up killing more allies. Yes, he needed to let himself be encompassed. Shukaku's cackling seemed to be jovial at this point.

Yukio peeked over the top of the dune with his Sharingan eye.
Zenaku?!

You know the bag of meat, do you boy?

Yukio was going to take the time to uphold the conversation with the Ichibi, but decided against it. He needed as much time to himself as possible for this next task. From behind his hair that covered his face, was his right 'eye'. He took index finger and thumb to it as discreetly as possible, masking his chakras. He would pluck the eye out. It looked like an ordinary Sharingan; but, that wasn't it at all. He set the fake eye behind him. In all reality, it was most like a cam-corder. It would store the data through means of chakra in what it saw, and report it back to Yukio's mind in this case. It even had the ability to levitate and maneuver itself with Yukio's help. The chakra output displayed by it was minimal; even one with Sharingan as well would have to pay special attention to the miniscule orb to figure out what was going on. He brought it behind his back in his palm. When his arm returned to his side, it wasn't in the palm anymore.

He had to make this precaution because he wasn't sure of what Zenaku was capable of.


Let's just KILL him already!!!

Yukio licked his lips. He was now beginning to embrace Shukaku's malign power. Yeah, he would make his presence known now. Suna no Yoroi [Sand's Armor] was already encasing his flesh; the Suna no Tate [Sand Shield], utilized from the surrounding sea of sand. He leapt in the air for his preemptive strike, making a quick string of six kata. His clan's signature jutsu, "Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!", he had yelled.

His lungs would amass with a large bulge from within them. Chakra was expanding and condensing inside of his respiratory system. He held his hand to his mouth, expelling out the 'Grand Fireball' momentarily afterward in the midair. He should've been only about 5 meters away from his opponent at this point.
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« Reply #3 on: June 11, 2011, 05:26:59 pm »

Zenaku stood amongst the winds of the sandy area already developing his plan of attack in his head. Are we going to have a bit of fun? Not now Nanabi. Don't **** me off right now. I'm thinking. Well we're sharing the same body, why not share the fun eh? So tell me, who are we fighting? Zen considers for a moment and thinks to himself. I suppose you have a point. We're fighting the Jinchuuriki of the Ichibi We're waisting our time on HIM?! It's not the shinobi known as CJ anymore is it? If that's the case then whoever it is simply prepares themselves for death. Lets make them suffer. I have no idea the capabilities of him. All i know is that it's Yukio and he has the bijuu.

While Zen was in the middle of conversation that noone would know of other than himself a chakra came into focus as he slightly turned his head. It was a person standing under thirty feet away but more than likely closer before his chakra signal took a nose-dive to almost imperceptable levels...almost... That's him eh? That's him... You gonna take him out now? No, i'm curious to see what his move will be.. Zen didn't have to wait long. A massive ball of flames fired off by an airborne enemy flies his way. Zen only barely caught a clear glimpse of his enemy seeing the person covered in a dense chakra. This was more than likely the famed armour of sand and wonders just how high a person with such a heavy armour could possibly jump in the first place but focuses more so on the large projectile coming towards him.

In a mere split second he saw the blast and immediately formed a simple hand sign with his right arm while revealing his left arm towards the blast and the enemy.Tensha Fūin: Katon! Gouryuuka no Jutsu! Upon his command and kata, one of the paper seals on his arm burned revealing a kanji symbol upon it before being consumed unleashing the jutsu in question. His decision in this jutsu at a range close to twenty feet was to counter given the range but also that the jutsu Zen was using outranked a simple fireball jutsu but also that it carried a much more powerful impact factor able to easily penetrate concrete let alone a lower ranked jutsu of the same element. He unleashes a massive blast in the shape of a dragon head rocketing in an attempt to not only penetrate the oncoming attack but also to hit the attacker in midair.

Immediately after firing off his attack Zen jumps backwards to put more range between himself and Yukio forming another single hand sign. This time one of the paper seals on his leg burned brightly before being consumed as Zen thought of the jutsu to himself. Tensha Fūin: Ninja Art! Ukojizai no Jutsu! Coming to a stance now thirty feet or more away from Yukio he looked on to see if his attack had struck as his latest jutsu begins to take effect. A powerful chakra flies skyward like a fast acting mist before condensing the area around the hot blazing sun kissed area. Now above them both clouds began to form out of nowhere. Dense clouds of a dark shade before a single drop of rain fell. Moments later hundreds began to fall followed by an uncountable torrential downpour of rain to blanket the area. The rain surved a few purposes. One of which was that Zen knew that sand under the influence of water became much harder to manipulate and also increased the weight of any sand from it absorbing the water and slowing it as well. Secondly, any and everything that obstructed the drops of rain from the earth came to Zen's attention as he was connected to the rain. He waited ready to react forming a single kata perparing for the next move..
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« Reply #4 on: June 11, 2011, 11:39:34 pm »

Yukio had analyzed Zenaku's weaved kata from behind his fireball technique. There was only one.. Was he attempting to counteract Yukio's fireball? How dare he?!, Yukio had exclaimed in his mind. The response was a drunken boom of cackling. Shukaku was ripping through his seal after Yukio's momentary lack of resistance after the fire jutsu!!

Fufufu.. It is the full moon this evening..

Yukio cried out in fury and anger. Shukaku was ripping its way through. He couldn't hold the beast back. Perhaps things would calm down soon, but they were getting out of Yukio's control. His figure was slowly turning into a 'half Shukaku form'. This was achieved through sand in the surrounding environment rapidly assembling to his body and solidifying in a half Tanuki-ish form. It was all done in a matter of a couple seconds; and, he had grown a false tail of hardened sand, up his back, and along his right arm to create a false Tanuki arm. His left sclera turned a pitch black, and the iris a mustard yellow. The eye in general spoke of bloodlust.

 Yukio wanted this man dead so badly for some reason. He wasn't usually the one to react so violently. Brutal flames were imminent; and he didn't care. He slammed forth his monster arm. It had devilish markings along the side. He hoped that made Zenaku scared. It shot out and expanded, it seemed to be ever-stretching. He was amused at himself; he was drooling. Yukio was guilty that this felt so.. good. He didn't care that his newly gained appendage was ablaze with tearing fire. He would hold it going no matter how bad it would hurt, so long as he reached the ribs of his opponent.

 Yukio made out Zen jumping backwards to separate the two. The only thought in the vessel's head was hatred of cowardice. His tanuki eye - sharingan darted about as it analyzed the chakra flying into the air. He didn't care what that would do. He was.. almost.. at his opponents body in his lunge down this ridged sand dune. Gravity would be on his side today. His arm was going even faster than he was, and that was already hard to focus on with a normal eye. It was burning with a hunger to clutch a meager body in its maw.

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« Reply #5 on: June 12, 2011, 07:16:45 pm »

Zen watches as his massive fireball strikes Yukio (Autohit due to failure to dodge said attack and intercept of your large hand grab) amongst a split second of sand bursting to his aid. It didn't matter to Zen though as the giant blazing attack would no doubt strike and continue through pure inertia taking his enemy with him interrupting whatever he had planned taking him a distance of another thirty feet ramming him violently into a massive sand dune in the distance creating a rather large crater. Zen stood taking in the scene as the area became thoroughly saturated with water from his now fully effective rain jutsu. The downpour raged over a large area turning the top layer of sand into nothing more than a gritty mud from absorbing the water. The rain would also relay vital information to Zen about any and everything obstructing the fall of the rain to the earth.

Zen took this opportunity to set up the next phase of his plan. Jeez! Did you see that?! Let's go and kill him now! We can do it slowly! Enough, i'm doing just fine on my own. I have something in mind for him. You're getting on my nerves. Just hurry up and use me already! In a instant his hands went into a flurry of hand movements before slamming his hands together not waiting to see what happened to his foe. Suiton! Baku Suishouha! Reeling back Zen finally leans forward coughing up a incalcuable amount of water that expands in volume in all directions. The amount is so much that it creates a massive Tsunami rushing over the sands in every direction thirty feet high and able to expand atleast fifty yards to not only further saturate the zone but to smash into anything unfortunate enough to be hit with the attack.. The moment he releases the attack he waits to reevaluate for his next move and waits to see what damage if any his attack stirs up..
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« Reply #6 on: June 12, 2011, 08:33:25 pm »

Yukio's primal mind must have forgotten to exert his raw amounts of chakras into that lunge. He had suffered by flying into the sand dune. Sand fell all over him. He screamed in pure anger; it was quite possible citizens of Sunagakure could hear the shrill tone. He was transforming further, concealed by the sand dune. Momentarily afterward, a demonic Tanuki head poked out. Rain drops were harshly ripping against the head, so it was constantly breaking apart and reforming. But it was holding together much better than it would have in his previous form. The sand was Shukaku's defensive sand of course; Yukio was encompassed in the 'miniature Shukaku form'. In this form, his speed, defense, and attack would greatly rise. In this new chakra-sand armor, Yukio would be able to absorb a large variety of attacks; that is, all except for his underparts. This would lead to the next move made by Yukio.

It was quite strange that he wasn't hearing Shukaku's voices in his head anymore; it was probably because he was more or less fused with the beast. His thoughts were that voice. Or something like that, he really couldn't figure that out. It didn't really matter because there was virtually a tsunami of water crashing toward him. He reacted simply by diving back underground - under the sands. He traveled a good ten meters under the soil where he noticed the water wasn't reaching. It was mostly staying above the land. He felt at home really under all of this sand. He had limitless resources at his disposal. Well, besides for the soggy stuff; it was really too bad he wasn't in the mindset to use a fire jutsu to create evaporation over the field. His nose could smell the circulatory system of Zenaku, even from this distance, because of this miniature Shukaku form. He knew exactly where his prey was. He channeled his now ever-abundant chakra pools into groups of sand around him. Immediately after, giant arms of dry condensed sand shot up from around Zenaku in triagonal formation, bypassing the wet sand at the surface. Three large claws were swooping down on him. And better yet, Yukio's false eye was swimming around ramparts of the sand's surface, analyzing Zenaku's positions and relaying the data to Yukio. This was how he knew of Zen's position.
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« Reply #7 on: June 13, 2011, 04:03:38 pm »

Zen stood watching his attack rush in all directions smashing and covering over large dunes in the rain before being absorbed and vanishing after some distance settling in the area. His eyes dance around before refocusing on the massive chakra that he struck to see it begin to submerge as his wave strikes over the area. He sighs for a moment before seeing chakra moving his direction. He looks around to see it's flow before instantly running performing a single kata. Ninja Art! Kage Bushin No jutsu! Zen creates an exact copy of himself that grabs his hand as he moves. One version of Zen stop and spins throwing the other version full force out of the blast zone as he remains there to take on whatever was to come, ready to react in a instant he forms a single kata and waits.Three massive claws of sand erupt from the sand dunes surrounding the version of Zen standing there as he grins to himself. This is getting interesting now..

The other version runs away from the massive claws in the direction it previously came from where Yuki tried to get the drop on his. He runs thirty five feet north before zigzagging by running ten feet east followed by twenty feet north east before. Stopping. He instantly scans the area with his sharingan before forming a single seal and holding it watching to see what was going to happen with the three claws and the other version of Zen.

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« Reply #8 on: June 14, 2011, 09:12:11 pm »

The eye, hovering in place in between two small hills of sand, was analyzing Zenaku as he performed his Kage Bunshin technique. There seemed to be no smoke concealing the creation of the Kage Bunshin, so the eye followed watch over the Zenaku that was thrown out of range. Meanwhile, three mammoth sand claws, replicas of that of Shukaku, stretched and soared down to thrash upon the more sessile version of Zenaku. The effect of them crashing down would create a crater in the sand that was even larger than the one made when Yukio was hit by the Gōryūka. Sand flew about creating a very miniscule sandstorm in their wake, but enough to tear at the eyes of a human. Because of this, the false eye hovered away from that crash, keeping focus on the other Zenaku. More sand arms, just like the previous three, would jut out of the sand at alarming speeds underneath Zenaku's feet as he ran. He wasn't trying to let the man stop to catch his breath with this. If he slowed down, the Shukaku arms would threaten to take hold of the man and crush him in their grip high up into the air.
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« Reply #9 on: June 15, 2011, 10:22:01 am »

One version of Zenaku stood facing off against the massive sand arms coming to crash down all around him as he was sure the water from the rain and the top soil from the tsunami it would make it next to impossible for the sand arms to be completely free from the water. Still, the arms were strong and had indeed surrounded him. He looked in all directions for a exit before the arms smashed into him causing him to vanish beneath the sands and dispersing having been a kage bushin.

The real Zen could detect everything that was happening through the rain as he's forced to continue his running avoiding the large sand arms. The entire time he was running it was to put him in the general area of a massive chakra underground that could be nothing else but his enemy using his bijuu's power. He was able to see it clearly as a powerful mass with his sharingan approximately ten meters below the surface. He grins in an evil manner before he unleashes his seal on his arm with a single kata. As he moved, he does something different. He focuses his own chakra into the chakra already inside the seal to further the effect of the jutsu held within the transcription seal. The seal in question burned brightly for a moment with a kanji symbol before being consumed as Zen whispered the jutsu to himself. Tensha Fūin! Doton: Yomi Numa

Zen was looking to end this match and he knew he couldn't keep up evading the sand arms forever. As he unleashes his jutsu, the area directly above the large chakra source pulsed with chakra invisible to anyone unable to see chakra. The area over a sixty yard area darkened displacing the sand with liquid muk before dissolving and displacing the sand in the area becoming a powerful dense swamp. The swamp would go largely unnoticed by most due to the area already being largely saturated with water and the rain still pouring over the area. The swamp would quickly and in a matter of seconds turn tons and tons of pure sand into muddy liquid with adhesive properties expanding ever deeper. It expanded deeper by the second for a total of fifteen seconds, however it would turn four meters of sand into swamp beneath the surface at a rate of four feet per second. Zen's plan was to without warning, turn the very sands his enemy was hiding in into his deathbed without warning. The depth of the swamp would hit sixty meters at the time of it's completeness. The water pouring on top of the now created attack did nothing but increase it's speed and effectiveness by adding more water to the equation.

Upon finishing his stealth attack something caught Zen's attention. Something in the rain. Something small and moving that wasn't his chakra. He couldn't explain it but whatever it was it was moving. It was too small to be his enemy but it was something he couldn't ignore. Amongst the chao he made a mental note as the match continued. Zen was getting tired using energy with each move but didn't want to use the chakra of the beast within him. He was waiting for something....but what..?

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« Reply #10 on: June 16, 2011, 07:56:19 pm »

Yukio's anger was festering for no apparent reason he could think of; it seemed to be correlative to the raw amounts of demonic chakra emanating from him. His Sharingan-Tanuki eye darted to notice something unusual: a large mass of chakra forming some kind of Doton jutsu, judged by the color of the chakra. With all this water jutsu on the field, Yukio presumed Zenaku was trying to drown him in his own home of sand. It was quite an analyzation considering Shukaku's malign energy taking over him, but it didn't take much observation skill to realize this. With this realization, Yukio darted lower into the sand and to his right, horizontally. Sand shifted in his wake; the powerful dash underground would cause - through the mechanics of the 'wedge' - the sand to slide around him, inadvertently shifting around how the swamp would settle in. It would take even longer for the expanding depression to fill in because of tidal waves of muck. Through all this, Yukio had halted the rising sand arms, having lost focus. Zenaku was surely lucky that he didn't need to use hand seals in the formation of his Ninjutsu.

The dive into the sand was meaningless however. Yukio held his breath; dirty water filled in from around him. He cursed rather loudly. This was a very desperate situation. He had almost reached the limit of how far the swamp could expand. He roared deeply and demonically. He mustered all of the chakra he could expend inside of this foul swamp. Nothing would work; he would just hold his breath, thrashing around massive amounts of power (the thrashing was sure to have a visible effect from the surface), until his body went limp.


I give. @_@;
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« Reply #11 on: June 19, 2011, 07:07:50 pm »

Zen ran as the multiple arms of sand began to vanish as he slid to a stop scanning the area with his sharingan. He could see the massive chakra caught in his earth style jutsu as he begins to see the chakra diminishing quickly. When he could see the chakra fading to the point of nothingness he forms a single kata before slamming his hands to the ground. His chakra pulses through a large range and many feet beneath the ground multiple powerful and large branches grow out of nowhere. They grasp the body of Yukio rising quickly to the surface and oxygen with a burst above the surface of the swampy area. Zen sighs before walking over as the branches lay the limp dirty body over to more stable sands as he stands over the body. He calms himself before delivering a powerful strike to the solarplexes infused with chakra with the intention to cause the water and muk in his gullet to be thrown up in a barbaric version of C.P.R. He continues the process to attempt to keep his enemy from drowning.
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« Reply #12 on: June 19, 2011, 07:16:58 pm »

After a few tries, Yukio would spit out brown liquid in a stream from his mouth. Choking, he would see Zenaku; the Shukaku's influence over him had washed away. "Is.. the match over?", he inquired. His breathing was still shallow.
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« Reply #13 on: June 19, 2011, 07:29:22 pm »

Steps back seeing movement and coughing as he silently releases the rain jutsu in the area as well. Errr...Yeah, i think we can call it a day... Zen's words were as a coach and less that of a killer. He picked the boy up with one movement. Lets head back. With those words he forms single kata and vanishes in a cloud of smoke heading back to Suna
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