Chapter 75
OROCHIMARU-Snake Sanin
Madara's little pet's identity had always bugged him, the chakra he had sensed from it told him that he was not who he claimed to be. This was not Madara's will, not it was something far more sinister, something that may or may not have been manipulating the whole world for centuries.
And as it clung to its body, he knew that there was little that he could do that would evade his eyes, and so he had to rely on something he had made before being trapped in this cave.
Cursed seal Orochimaru perfected his seal as he worked to make a body for Madara and then implanted it on the body that he had used to Reanimate the First Hokage, hoping that it would hold, allowing him to carve out a body out of the man's chakra.
"You really thought you could control me," Orochimaru snarled. His consciousness shifted from his body to the Shodaime's body.
"You dare defy master Madara, you cur...."
BOOOM!
And the chakra roared. The first Hokage's chakra roared forth with his emotions, and his own body was slammed into the rock as the black shadowy creature shook, unable to escape from the grip of his hand, as he looked it in the eye.
"I see through your lies!" he snarled and felt the chakra of the body stiffen.
"You are not Madara's will. No, you are something else. Something far more sinister, more ancient," he smiled as he felt his chakra quiver with anxiety. Then suddenly, before he could do anything else, he felt his consciousness get dragged down, and in an instant, he found himself face to face with the man known as the God of Shinobi.
"That chakra. It is the same one I felt all those years ago," he heard the man speak as he stared him in the eye. Orochimaru was absolutely still; his body could not move as he found himself awestruck by the sheer chakra he felt.
He had placed a control seal inside the man so he could control him, but the Shodiame had broken it with his chakra, rendering his control useless.
"You snake shinobi," the man addressed him suddenly, and Orochimaru looked at him in the eye.
"I think you have had enough fun," and with the first Chakra roared forth.
"I am going to need my body back," and with that, he felt himself getting pushed out, as he felt his whole body getting pushed out of the cursed seal on the man's neck, as the reanimated First Hokage stood infront of him, pinning the black shadowy creature to the wall.
"That chakra," he heard his old teammate gasp, as the forest around them became alive, and he saw the flowers blossom all around them as the man opened his eyes, which now had black marks under them.
"Now, tell me,"the First Hokage's voice rang out in the clearing as he held that black shadowy figure against the ground.
"Just who are you? " A second later, he saw the figure twitch suddenly. Yet the first Hokage crushed the whole stone wall with a single push, his chakra roaring as his eyes narrowed.
"Do not even think about getting away. Answer me, you creature, what are you!"
And then he saw that creature's lips turn up as he heard his own voice come out.
"
Do you really wish to know the answer to that Asura's incarnation!"
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TERUMI MEI
In all her years of life, Terumi Mei had never felt pain like this before. Every part of her body hurt; her clothes had blood soaked into them, and her chakra was so severely exhausted that she could barely even stand.
Facing Madara Uchiha was no easy task, even for the Five Kage. They had fought him for hours, days, and getting injured, nearly dying only for Leaf's Tsunade Senju to heal them, and yet the man had remained unmitigated. Parrying away everything they had to offer, as if it was nothing.
His eyes saw through their attacks, his defences did not buckle an inch at their efforts, while it took them nearly all their strength and power to parry a single strike from the man.
Only now did she realize that Akihito Shirahoshi was right to be so afraid and why the young Shogun had been so meticulous in his planning when it came to the man that was Madra Uchiha. For he was no man. He was the devil itself. An unkillable devil.
And when all hope had seemed lost and she and the rest of her kages had exhausted themselves to the bone, Minato Namikaze had teleported them out of the sealing formation.
"Gods," she gasped as she watched steam fill the entire four-walled prison that had been set up to entrap Madara Uchiha, and as she tried to stand up, she was stopped.
"You should not move," Tsunade Senju's slug-like summon added as the soft hum of the healing chakra began to close up all of her open wounds and bruises.
"You have severe internal bleeding, and your chakra reserves are exhausted. Please stay still and let me give you first aid," the summon added, and she nodded as Minato Namikaze sat there beside her, bruised and battered.
He was the most powerful shinobi she had known. His sage mode put him above and beyond any kage present here, yet even he failed to do any considerable damage to Madara Uchiha.
"Just what kind of a monster is he?" she gasped out. The rest were all blacked out by now, and only the two of them were still left standing.
The Reanimated Shinobi had now all begun to collapse as the mist cleared up to reveal the form of one Hanzo Hattori and the kage of Amegakure, along with two more shinobi standing in between Madara Uchiha and their Shogun.
"So this is your plan?" Madara Uchiha's voice rang out as those eyes landed on her, and then the Shogun-sama, who stood there with an undaunted blade, struck the ground.
"He has finally figured it out," Namikaze gasped out as Madara smirked.
"You plan to trap me here and keep sending bodies my way using that blonde's teleportation technique," Madara Uchiha reasoned out as he stood there, with only his arm, and yet she was not delusional to think that he was at any disadvantage.
"That technique of his reminds me of that white-haired monkey," the man continued as his eyes narrowed.
"That would mean that there must be a sealing formula right here," and at that, he closed his eye before his lips turned up as Minato clicked his tongue.
"He figured it out," The Yondaime Hokage clicked his tongue as Madara Uchiha chuckled.
"Hahahah, I see now. You have it. You are bear teh sealing formula," he said as he chuckled, his eyes looking at the Shogun-sama, and now it all clicked together.
"This was why he stayed inside," she asked, and Minato Namikaze nodded.
"Yes, if Akihito-sama falls, then this whole thing falls. Any other solution we might have used would have been taken out by the man. I offered to bear the seal myself, but all this would have fallen apart the second I was incapacitated," he added, and she realized that they had planned it all in depth.
"Is this why Tsunade-sama is in there as well," she asked, and he nodded.
"She is the failsafe to both protect Akihito-sama and to heal those who engage Madara. Today, Tsunade Senju is going to live by her own three major commandments of an Iryo-nin," he added. She knew of the three famous commandments, something she grossly ignored.
"You truly are courageous, Akihito Shirahoshi. Risking your life like this, I, Madara Uchiha, declare you worthy of your title. You truly are as meticulous as you claim to be," he roared as he raised his hand.
"But you are still no match for me," and with that, she felt the ground shake as Madara Uchiha opened his mouth.
"Mokuton:..." and as she heard those words, she gasped, much like the blonde beside her.
"Impossible." "No way"
"....Grand Forest Emergence!"
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And then days, if not weeks later Madara, a battered and bruised Madara Uchiha, stumbled forward as bodies upon bodies of battered, bruised and dead shinobi lay around him, and he halted as he came upon the battered body of one Akihito Shirahoshi.
"You fought admirably until the end," Madara Uchiha complimented; his reserves had not fallen so low, his body so battered unless his opponent had been Hashirama.
"Alas, you were faced with me, or otherwise you would have won," and at that, he picked up his gunbai and raised it.
"But now this ends. You have failed, Shogun Akihito Shirahoshi..." and with that, he brought it down.
CLANK!
At that, Madara Uchiha looked up and found the all-too-familiar face of his oldest and only friend and rival staring at him. He had sensed that chakra before and thought it all a ruse, but he was not mistaken.
It was really him.
"This is enough Madara," Hashirama warned, as Madara smirked.
"So, you are finally here, Hashirama," he smiled as a fire raged inside his heart.
"I have been here for quite some time," he replied, making him frown.
"Then why didn't you interfere? Why didn't you try and stop me as you did all those years ago," he asked, and Hashirama's face softened as the presence finally registered. The presence of an army, and he looked up and found himself surrounded by shinobi on all sides, shinobi of different uniforms and colors and nations.
"Because I was waiting for them," he replied as Madara looked all around him as Hashirama knelt down and placed his hand on the head of the young Shogun, and the wounds of the boy began to vanish.
"Our time is long gone, Madara," Hashirama began as his face softened, his lips turning up into a smile.
"This is their time. Their era. We old fools have lived our lives, made our choices, our mistakes. It is time to let them make theirs," he said, and he snarled.
"How can you say that!" he raged.
"Look around you! Look at them! They are weak! Weaker than we ever were! I alone toyed with them, the so-called best of this generation, and even together, they failed to stop me!" Madara raged, and Hashirama shook his head.
"Are they really so weak?" he questioned. He looked around and saw many of the shinobi he had put down struggle back to their feet. The blonde medical ninja did so as well. Her whole body was littered with cuts, and her skin hung over her bones as she looked up at Hashirama.
"...Grandfather..." she gasped out.
"..It really is you..." and Hashirama smiled.
"Rest now, Tsuna," Hashirama said as he placed his hand on her head.
"You have done well," and with that her eyes closed as Hashirama once more looked at him.
"Are they really weak? No, they are just as we were, even better for they have shared with each other their pain. That they desire to move forward, to make the world a better place as we once did," he said, and he raged.
"I refuse. I refuse! There is no such thing as peace in this world. It is but the respite between conflict! No, I refuse to accept this! I will not accept such a false world!" Madara snarled as Hashirama's eyes hardened.
"Then you leave me no choice," and as he tried to make a move, Madara jumped back.
"You are exhausted! Even at your best, you failed to conquer me! As you are now, you have no chance of defeating me," Hashirama Senju challenged as he put himself in between Madara Uchiha and the so-called Shogun of the land, who had now risen to his feet.
"Rest well, Akihito Shirahoshi! I will handle him," Hashirama said to the young boy with a reassuring smile, who was looking at him awestruck.
"You....You are the Shodaime," he gasped out, and Hashirama smiled.
"Indeed I am," he replied as Akihtio Shirahosi looked around him and saw the army gathered around him.
"Did yo..." and the Shodima shook his head.
"No. I did not. I just led them here," he said.
"Each and every shinobi, here volunteered to come here of their own volition, knowing just the kind of monster they would be facing," he said. And few would ever have the courage to face death, for that was what facing Madara Uchiha was. Death.
"Thank you, for showing me that I was not wrong, that humans could indeed one day understand each other and make peace!" Hashirama continued before he softly.
"..and for righting my mistake with the bijuu. I never really understood the true nature and purpose of the bijuu and made a grave error along the way. I am grateful to you for making amends for my mistake," he added.
"I REFUSE TO ACCEPT THIS FALSE REALITY! THIS FALSE PEACE!" Madara snarled as he brought up his sole hand, and his chakra roared forth, sending ripples across the clearing as Hashirama stood forth.
"What is he doing!" he asked.
"I may not be able to defeat you here, Hashirama!" Madara raged, as his Susanoo burst forth, four-faced and eight-armed each making a hand seal as Hashirama felt a surge of chakra unlike any other he had ever felt—and that was something incredible for a man who had faced the Kyuubi.
"But I can still reject this world!" and with that he felt a huge shadow overcome him, and with a thumping heart every shinobi in the clearing looked up and found themselves staring not at the skies, but at meteors heading there way.
"Ninpo: Tengai Shinsei," Madara uttered as he collapsed to the ground. As everyone gasped, many fell to the ground.
"Impossible." "Even after all that, he still had this up his sleeve!" "Just what kind of a monster is he!" "Is this even real?"
"Is this the Power of a GOD!"
"EVERYONE!" and Hashirama Senju was surprised as he saw Akihito Shirahoshi step forward, his voice booming across the clearing.
"WHAT WILL YOU DO NOW AKIHITO SHIRAHOSI! WILL YOU ABANDON THIS COUNTRY! ABANDON YOUR PEOPLE! YOUR IDEALS!" Madara raged.
"Have you lost your mind, Madara? Do you have any idea what you are doing? You would destroy the world rather than admit your defeat!" Hashiramra raged.
"Show me that I was wrong! Show me that your so-called peace can survive this!" Madara cackled as Akihito Shirahoshi stepped forward.
"We will," and then his face changed, his eyes turned into slits, as dark markings appeared under them once more, as chakra burst forth from him, chakra so ancient, so ominous that it made the very ground shake.
"This chakra!" Hashirama Senju gasped, as the rest of the kage struggled to their feet as well, bruised and battered, they rose along with their guards and their men as Akihito Shirahoshi's body began to morph, his skin turned porcelain, as a cloak of white appeared over him six dark orbs appeared behind him.
"Impossible!" Madara Uchiha gasped as he saw a red circle appear on his forehead, as all teh kage roused their chakra as well.
"We will not let this end. Not like this!" the Raikage snarled as his lightning cloak burned black, as the rests began to mold their chakra as well.
And then they all jumped forth, alongside many other shinobi as they attacked the meteors, and none amongst them fled as the Shogun of the land raised his blade, and in that moment, chakra from all nine bijuus radiated off of him as his blade lit, up.
His feet ascended from the ground, as he drew his blade as he raised, as it cracked and turned to husk.
"Ninpo: Zanka no Tachi..." and fire raged on, shooting up into the skies, flames of orange that turned to blue and then white, before they vanished as he swung his blade back, and the sword cracked up.
"...KYOSITUJIN!"
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~The End~
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