And here we see the team actually fighting, and exactly why they were put together. because this shit is fucking crazy.
Santa Looked down on the street at the house, hidden in the building across the way with a clear view of the building, two of his shadow clones were flanking the building giving him more viewpoints, and a third was following his students, to see how they acted.
He watched carefully, seeing how the genin on the building was alert, focused, and angry. A moment later, he heard the first sign of combat.
A yell.
"Hey, What the-"
"Shut up,"
"Ouch. that looks like it hurt."
"Tie him up, Toru, we have to keep moving."
"Will do."
Santa watched in amusement as, after a moment of hesitation, the two on the roof stayed, and both the boy on the stoop and the girl who was hidden inside left at speed, heading for the sound of the yell.
"Toru, Kohaku, Now."
"Katon:Honō no saramandā" (Fire: Flame Salamander)
"Karawimi no Jutsu"
Koan looked up when he heard the sound of crackling flames and jumped back, a long slender serpent shape made of flames leaping across the roofs at him. He turned to yell at his partner, Keijo, but only barely saw her vanish with a sharp yelp, before someone new was right next to him, a kid, about his age, who had on a green jacket, his left arm was already cocked back.
Before he could think about it, he felt his head snap back. He started to stagger back only to feel a grip on his arm pull him back forwards. He felt wire wrap around his wrist, and as he tried to gain his footing, a knee found its home in his stomach. He was yanked back again, a foot planting itself on his back from the boy as he spun and kicked, the wire dragging Koan along with the motion and keeping him from finding his stance. The boy pulled the arm around his back and rode him to the ground, as his other arm was gripped and yanked back. The feeling of wire wrapped around his other wrist as well and as he opened his mouth to scream for back up he tasted cloth.
A moment later he was struggling helplessly as he was hogtied on the roof, hands and feet wrapped in wire.
Then he rolled back and looked up just in time for a senbon needle to pierce his arm, making him flinch at the sting.
Then… everything got very very… blurry. He mumbled something but it was so hard to move now. Everything was soo…. relaxing….
"Nice sweep Kohaku."
"Thank you, Yumi. the possession was very useful to tie him up."
"You're welcome."
"Target down and stashed."
"That was fast, any problem?"
"Arms still sore, but I got the jump on him. You guys good?"
"Yep, he wasn't expecting to appear here."
"Good, because that was fucking exhausting. I'm down to less than a third of my chakra."
"You wanna sit the next part out?"
"Nah, I'll just stick to shuriken jutsu."
"Okay. Kohaku, that means you and me. Let's go."
"Hai, Taicho."
Kizaru and Sho both stood in ready stances, focused across the roofs there had been a flash of flame in the sky earlier, but now there was silence.
Kizaru looked around slowly and then blinked. Just across the street from them, sitting on the ledge of the building across the street was another kid in a green jacket.
With a Konoha hitai-ate on his arm.
"Contact Front!"
He said spinning and drawing the Jutte he carried, While Sho stepped to his back and kept eyes open.
"Yo, We captured the rest of your squad. Wanna give up?" The genin in green called across the street.
"Not a chance in Hell!" Kizaru growled, hand flashing down and a dozen shuriken flying through the air, only for when they reached the genin, to cause him to shimmer and disappear.
'Bunshin!'
"Contact left!" Sho barked out as he turned and blocked a series of Kunai with a Shuriken. Kizaru glanced that way, and saw a girl with dark hair in a long pony tail flip over the gap between buildings, throwing another volley which sho focused on deflecting.
"Katon: Hibanakaze!" (Fire: Ember Wind) he turned in surprise at seeing another dark haired girl, with very pale skin, leaping from another building to theirs. The girl took a breath and breathed out a swirling cone of what looked like Firefly's rushing from her mouth, scorching the roof tiles slightly and forcing both Sho and Kizaru to dive to the sides, separating them.
Kizaru growled and started to rush forwards, only to feel a yank on his foot mid-step, he crashed to the tiles and looked down to see a Shuriken and Ninja wire around his ankles, leading across the roof towards where the first genin, the guy's, bushin had been. And then the wire went taut, yanking his ankles together, and he gave a yelp as he was pulled back across the roof.
He pulled a kunai and slashed it down, cutting the wire only to see a shadow and look up, as a lithe pale leg came slamming down across his face.
He felt his head snap down and bounce off the roof, making things go double. And then he felt a smooth blade on his neck and a weight on the arm that held his Jutte.
"Concede, or I break your arm."
He paused. Part of him wanted to push her, but something about her voice was… cold. And very very dangerous.
Despite himself, he opened both hands and let both his Jutte and Kunai drop to the roof.
"Wonderful choice."
And then he felt a needle in his arm and looked down before thing suddenly went… blurry, and he felt his arm and most of his body go limp.
The last thing he saw before passing out was Sho and the other dark haired girl both standing motionless and the pale girl walking their way.
"You guys good?"
"Yes Taicho, but I'm afraid I'm spent Jutsu wise."
"Yeah, same, the Bunshin was simple enough, but I'm still drained from earlier."
"And I'm low now too, dammit. The Shadow Bind sucks Chakra like crazy."
"Let's finish this and go home. I need to sleep this road rash off."
Kotetsu was frowning as he sat in a comfy chair in the center of the third floor of the building. He had accepted being Santa-san's "Final Target" because he thought the genin would be able to keep them occupied. Apparently not.
He sighed and looked to the door as two of the new Genin, Santa's genin, stepped in, both the girls.
"Where's the third kid?"
"Here."
The sound made him damn near jump as he spun around, seeing the third kid looking in from the window.
'Damn kid, that nearly gave me a heart attack!'
"One scroll, for a Hogane Kotetsu." The dark haired girl, the Nara, said. She held out the scroll and he nodded, opening it in curiosity.
He nearly facepalmed. It was a fairly detailed scribble of Santa standing on top on Kotetsu and Izumo with a grin and a 'V' sign. Below it was the words. "You lose!"
He signed and heard a snort behind him, turning and paling when he realized the kid out the window could see the paper.
"DAMN YOU SANTA-SAN!"
'Oh yeah,' Santa thought, sitting comfortably as he watched Kotetsu rage. 'I think I'll enjoy this.'
