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1Strike Three [Mission] Empty Strike Three [Mission] Sun Oct 12, 2014 1:37 am

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After a few days of building suspense, Oboro decided it was finally time to finish the job. The last of the three brothers had likely been waiting for him every day, awaiting the final battle with the bubble gum killer. The blue cloaked, black haired boy had cried each day since the passing of his brothers and now stood as the last of the Kuwabara brothers. As the middle child, he never really did anything alone. He always had one of them around him. When the bullies picked on Kenu for being so geeky, his big brother, Kura was always there to beat the shit out of them and smile while doing so. Whenever he needed money, Kana was always there to steal from the rich and give to the needy. Without them, he was just a third of his former self. His two best friends had been stripped from him, and he only carried on to avenged their deaths. "Soon... The four of us will be in hell together." He knew in his soul that the two would already be training with the devil, ready to fight the jester once more.

However, Oboro knew that this was just a dream in the foolish brothers false sense of reality. This dream would be crushed, demolished, suffocated and strangled. He slowly walked up to the boy in blue as the Kuwabara brother pushed his glasses closer to his face. As he approached, Oboro began talking to his prey, as if toying with his prey. "Do you know the difference between choking, strangling and suffocation?" He asked with an ominous look on his face. The boy simply shook his head before the Uchiha chuckled. "Choking involves food blocking your airway in your throat. Strangling is the act of placing your hands around someone's neck and squeezing until the resistance stops. Suffocating is placing an object over someone's air holes as they flail and attempt to cling to life. That's the difference child."

The boy in blue began making hand signs. He seemed to be making a water style Jutsu . Water dragon Jutsu was formed as he completed his hand signs. The boy didn't stop there but rather kept forming the seals for water dragon Jutsu over and over again. Multiple water dragons swam through the air at the Katon user, but sliding under the dragons made it impossible for them to attack down at him. All the water other than the mouth was relatively harmless. He simply dodged around them, making Kenu seem a bit helpless in the matter. With this the teenager lashed out in frustration, only causing his Chakra to drain faster as he fumbled with fury at his hand signs.

'How odd. This child has lost everything that he seems to care for and yet revenge pushes him forward, making him strive on and crush the one who took his beloved brothers away from him. All of this foolishness was created simply due to a boasting in power, as they all felt invincible as a unit. Individually, there is more than room for improvement. Or there was.' One question arose in the mind of the Uchiha as he looked at the Suiton user. "What will you do after you've killed me? With your vengeance accomplished surely you'd have no purpose in this world. Would you remain depressed? Finish yourself off? Meet new people and cheer up eventually? Do you really even think that you'll be able to kill me?" He asked these questions with a confident tone, nearly poking at the boy who was being driven insane. However, he responded to each of these questions with a smooth voice after wiping his tears away.

"I don't know what I'll do if I kill you. I know that's a very strong if after seeing what you.... What you did to them. I won't kill myself just because I'm sad. However I won't try to be happy again. I'll accept any fate that comes, even though I'll probably die today." He still braced himself, seeming as if he had more than half his Chakra. He wound his hands back and within each, two large fumashuriken developed, likely based on his Chakra. He propelled his hands forward rapidly, slinging the giant ninja star at the Uchiha. They came at him with great speed as well as great strength, almost like a blend of Kura and Kana. Perhaps this was their energy processing through their middle brother, the best of the two of them. A tear ran down his face as all his energy, physical and spiritual, were all focused into this one attack. Energy practically radiated from the shuriken.

Oboro smiled as the ninja star zoomed through the air at him. He sprinted in the direction that it came from, attempting to challenge himself. The ninja tool flew through the air at top speed, though with his Sharingan active, Oboro jumped at just the perfect time, allowing him to jump off of the shuriken itself, causing it to plummet into the ground. However, as the Uchiha sprinted at the Kuwabara brother, the second fuma shuriken bounded back like a boomerang and rushed for the tip of Oboro's spine. However, with a perception above all else, the Uchiha performed the ram hand seal, using body flicker to launch himself out of the way of the projectile. However, the edge still made contact with its caster, cutting a gash in his side. Blood was spat from his mouth as the blade most likely sliced a good bit of his intervals considering the amount of blood he was losing.

Oboro stood over the soon to be corpse and conjured Bungee Gomu after forming the seals. He pasted the wound shut yet paid no attention to the internal issues. Now it would take a longer time for the boy to bleed out. Beautiful. "Wait for me in hell." The jester snickered whimsically before walking away to claim his prize.

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