Chapter 50.3- Gamer of the Desert

“No She’s mine” Sparky said with a raised voice before lifting himself out of the hole she’d punted him into. He reached down and unbuttoned the cloak he had around his body, revealing a form fitting outfit similar to the standard uniform for Kumo jounin. She smiled at him while inwardly scoffing. She’d almost killed him in one swoop. If he thought they were equals, then she’d be sure to disabuse him of the notion.

Red chakra around her, she flew at him again. This time he was fast enough to block the first punch sent for his head. She used her flight to increase manoeuvrability as she swept through the air and sent a axe kick right for his head. He crossed both hands above his head to block the kick. The ground around them shattered. She pushed off him in an incomplete black flip that had her face to face with him for a second. That was all the warning he had before she flew right into him.

Arresting her momentum the moment she hit him, he was sent flying. She banked to the right to avoid a group of iron spikes that had been sent to where she’d been. She turned back to the Third Kazekage with a snarl on her face. What was he doing here? How was he even alive?

She flew right at him, dodging all the spikes and blocks that rose in her way. She shifted and flipped to crash into him with a kick. Another iron sand wall appeared in front of her. It didn’t even shift with all the force she put into it. She flipped again to come face to face with the shield and shoved a bunch of Chomei’s chakra into her fist. “Eraser blow” She said, forcing a dent into the shield, but little more as it remained in place. She changed course, sailing around the shield in a swift bank before flying at the man himself.

Closer to him, she realised that everything was not as it seemed. His skin wasn’t skin. Not really skin at least. It was some sort of resin or glue that covered wood. He was a puppet. A puppet of the third kazekage? A human puppet? What the actual fuck? She was so confused that she didn’t notice the two cubes of iron sand about to slam into her from either side. Not until it was too late, at least. She turned to either side, and despaired. She wouldn’t make it out in time. Both platforms were too large.

She started flying up, accelerating to her peak. It wouldn’t be enough, she knew. Or she thought. Suddenly, there was someone in the trap next to her. Shibuku. He held her hand and threw her upwards, the extra boost being enough for her to escape. Not him though. Both cubes separated to reveal nothing but red. He’d crushed Shibuku to nothing. Shibuku. Her first friend. Her only friend. Her everything.

“I’ll kill you” It took her a second to realise the guttural scream had come from her as she saw red.

XXXXXXX- SASORI OF THE RED SANDS

“Well, that isn’t ideal” He thought to himself as seven wings formed behind the Nanabi Jinchuriki. The red chakra surrounding her thickened until it became too dark to see through. Her eyes, previously a brilliant orange, were just a bright white. The creature across from him breathed out a fine mist that exploded in a bright light. He felt his optical sensors overload from the stimuli. While recalibrating them, he shifted to his chakra sonar for perception.

It was barely in time to move the third Kazekage away from being crushed to pieces by an overpowered blow. The wind force from it still tossed the puppet backwards a fair bit. He took advantage of the distance and withdrew what remained of his puppet army from the battle against the Taki shinobi and sent them at the greater threat.

He had each one emptying their poison stores in gaseous form as they fought against the jinchuriki. She still had to breathe, even in this state, didn’t she? His hypothesis seemed to fail as she fought through the army with almost no noticeable slow down. These creatures were beasts. He commanded the Third Kazekage to join the fight again. Multiple spikes of poisoned iron sand slammed into her side. They failed to penetrate the thick chakra surrounding her form but it was enough of a distraction for one of the puppets to get close enough to shove a hand towards her face and unleash its entire poison stores at point blank range.

She ripped it in half all out instantly, but the damage had to be done. She was slowing down. More attacks from the Third Kazekage and more poison kamikaze runs from his puppets had her reeling, and thrashing from place to place. She was struggling to keep up. Of course she was. And now, his partner just had to ruin everything.

He saw Yatsuki before he intervened and rightfully pulled his puppets away from her. His hotheaded partner crashed into her form from behind. They flew towards the ground, but then the creature’s tails reached out and began to wrap around his neck. His chakra output skyrocketed as he went into the second stage of the lightning armour. He grabbed the tails around his neck and pulled them off as the jinchuriki began to weaken. Hr punched it in the face once. Twice. It tried to reach out with a blow. He dodged to the side and hit it with two quick jabs to its midsection. Tails reached up, and failed to grasp anything but air. Another series of punches sent the jinchuriki stumbling backwards.

It was a systematic disassembly. He fought the jinchuriki in quick taijutsu that sent it reeling. Nothing it did could work, and each of his attacks hit with devastating strength. Sasori was unsure it would have been this easy without his poison slowing it down meaningfully.

A/N; Yeah, yeah, yeah