Pain failed to hide his surprise at seeing his foe alive and unhurt. The faces of the six were riddled with startled expressions as they peered at the Senju whose jet black hair danced before his eyes and the remnant of his armor rattled about him. The man’s features were still marked with signs of his Sage Mode, and a confident grin brightened his gaunt face. Pain ascertained, with incredulity, that despite the colossal amount of techniques Hashirama had performed, his chakra levels were far from lacking. The Six Paths could see the incredible amount of power that still remained inside Hashirama quite clearly, and it was the Rinnegan user’s first encounter with a individual whose quality and quantity was chakra was on the same level as his own, or perhaps Hashirama’s was more.
The Senju stared up at Pain with a confident expression on his face, excitement burning in his dark eyes. “Pain,’ began Hashirama, “I think it’s time you come down here and fight me like a man!” he roared, lifting up his two hands, the palm of his right hand pointed at Pain while the left hand grasped the wrist of the right, then he cried, “Senpo: Myojinmon!” Out of nothingness, Hashirama had wrought six massive torrii gates which appeared above the dogs on which the Paths were suspended. The gates fell upon the mongrels, dragging them to the earth with their immensities. A moment later the earth rumbled as the torrii gates landed, the dogs pinned beneath their crimson pillars. The Six Paths of Pain had already abandoned the captured summons and now all six were standing on the ground, their chests rising and falling with heavy panting, their pierced faces contorted in furious expression, and the Deva path’s being the most menacing. Hashirama hands were already set in another hand seal.
“Mokubunshin no Jutsu!”
Out of the surrounding tendrils of damaged wood, four Hashiramas sprang up and they leaped away from the original. The clones immediately sped to the edges of the battlefield while Pain looked on in confusion. It wasn’t until the dopplegangers each simultaneously lifted their hands into a similar seal, that Pain finally realized their intentions.
“Shisekiyōjin!” thundered the clones along with Hashirama, invoking a scarlet four walled barrier around the battlefield, which encompassed the Six Paths as well as the subdued dogs, all of which continued to groan helplessly beneath the grip of Hashirama’s gates. “No running away now, Pain! Time to end this!” said Hashirama and he formed yet another hand seal. “Mokuton: Kajukai Korin!”
The clones at the four corners of Hashirama’s barrier had also performed the technique, causing the earth to erupt into a great and mighty conglomeration of trees from which many enormous flowers budded, flashed their petals and poured out their anesthetic clouds of pollen.
“I see!” thought Pain “He traps us in a barrier and captures the dogs with his seal, all so he can force us to sleep with this troublesome pollen” Deva’s eyes surveyed the battlefield which was becoming less of a barren plain and more of a great forest as Hashirama’s kekkei genkai blanketed the earth. The branches closed in on the Paths from every corner of the battlefield; massive trees imbued with great vitality swallowing up the earth and reaching for the sky, pulverizing anything that stood in their way as they charged at the six enemies, moving like a great flood with all swiftness and fervor.
Pain was visibly perturbed, there was a small gleam of panic in those cold rippled eyes. Nevertheless, the Deva Path, strongest of the Six, lifted his hands towards the barrier. Chakra surged through every vestige of his being and he prepared to show Hashirama the true power of the Rinnegan.
“FEEL PAIN, HASHIRAMA SENJU!” he cried and the earth soon followed suit. With the Six Paths at the epicenter, one loud explosion rent the ground, uprooted the great trees which Hashirama had invoked and flung them back at the Senju clones on every side of the battlefield. It was instantaneous, and all that was left in the aftermath was great plumes of dust, a great scar that was deeply engraved across the battered terrain and most shockingly, the four walls of Hashirama’s crimson encampment completely unscathed by the great blast as well as great torii gates which kept the giant dogs subdued
“How is this possible?!” roared the Deva Path. “This barrier, these gates-“
“This is the Four Red Suns Battle Encampment.” spoke one of the clones who maintained the crimson cage which kept the Paths captive. “It is a defense of the Kage-calibre, it’s embarrassing that a god can’t bypass the techniques of a mere carefree gambler like myself.” The doppelganger was protected from the blast by a giant Mokuton humanoid which shielded Pain’s attack with its own body and was already crumbling into pieces. The other clones employed the same defensive measures and thus were unharmed by the Shinra Tensei.
“DAMN!” Pain cursed in his thoughts. “I used a great deal of power in that Shinra Tensei and yet it was insufficient….I don’t know when my gravitational powers will return. I’ll simply have to delay till the next Shinra Tensei…wait, where is the real Hashi-”
Suddenly, the Senju in question burst forth from beneath the ground, in the midst of the Six Paths and their eyes, widened in horror as he weaved the Tiger hand seal. “Genjutsu: Bringer of Darkness Technique!”
To Be Continued
The Senju stared up at Pain with a confident expression on his face, excitement burning in his dark eyes. “Pain,’ began Hashirama, “I think it’s time you come down here and fight me like a man!” he roared, lifting up his two hands, the palm of his right hand pointed at Pain while the left hand grasped the wrist of the right, then he cried, “Senpo: Myojinmon!” Out of nothingness, Hashirama had wrought six massive torrii gates which appeared above the dogs on which the Paths were suspended. The gates fell upon the mongrels, dragging them to the earth with their immensities. A moment later the earth rumbled as the torrii gates landed, the dogs pinned beneath their crimson pillars. The Six Paths of Pain had already abandoned the captured summons and now all six were standing on the ground, their chests rising and falling with heavy panting, their pierced faces contorted in furious expression, and the Deva path’s being the most menacing. Hashirama hands were already set in another hand seal.
“Mokubunshin no Jutsu!”
Out of the surrounding tendrils of damaged wood, four Hashiramas sprang up and they leaped away from the original. The clones immediately sped to the edges of the battlefield while Pain looked on in confusion. It wasn’t until the dopplegangers each simultaneously lifted their hands into a similar seal, that Pain finally realized their intentions.
“Shisekiyōjin!” thundered the clones along with Hashirama, invoking a scarlet four walled barrier around the battlefield, which encompassed the Six Paths as well as the subdued dogs, all of which continued to groan helplessly beneath the grip of Hashirama’s gates. “No running away now, Pain! Time to end this!” said Hashirama and he formed yet another hand seal. “Mokuton: Kajukai Korin!”
The clones at the four corners of Hashirama’s barrier had also performed the technique, causing the earth to erupt into a great and mighty conglomeration of trees from which many enormous flowers budded, flashed their petals and poured out their anesthetic clouds of pollen.
“I see!” thought Pain “He traps us in a barrier and captures the dogs with his seal, all so he can force us to sleep with this troublesome pollen” Deva’s eyes surveyed the battlefield which was becoming less of a barren plain and more of a great forest as Hashirama’s kekkei genkai blanketed the earth. The branches closed in on the Paths from every corner of the battlefield; massive trees imbued with great vitality swallowing up the earth and reaching for the sky, pulverizing anything that stood in their way as they charged at the six enemies, moving like a great flood with all swiftness and fervor.
Pain was visibly perturbed, there was a small gleam of panic in those cold rippled eyes. Nevertheless, the Deva Path, strongest of the Six, lifted his hands towards the barrier. Chakra surged through every vestige of his being and he prepared to show Hashirama the true power of the Rinnegan.
“FEEL PAIN, HASHIRAMA SENJU!” he cried and the earth soon followed suit. With the Six Paths at the epicenter, one loud explosion rent the ground, uprooted the great trees which Hashirama had invoked and flung them back at the Senju clones on every side of the battlefield. It was instantaneous, and all that was left in the aftermath was great plumes of dust, a great scar that was deeply engraved across the battered terrain and most shockingly, the four walls of Hashirama’s crimson encampment completely unscathed by the great blast as well as great torii gates which kept the giant dogs subdued
“How is this possible?!” roared the Deva Path. “This barrier, these gates-“
“This is the Four Red Suns Battle Encampment.” spoke one of the clones who maintained the crimson cage which kept the Paths captive. “It is a defense of the Kage-calibre, it’s embarrassing that a god can’t bypass the techniques of a mere carefree gambler like myself.” The doppelganger was protected from the blast by a giant Mokuton humanoid which shielded Pain’s attack with its own body and was already crumbling into pieces. The other clones employed the same defensive measures and thus were unharmed by the Shinra Tensei.
“DAMN!” Pain cursed in his thoughts. “I used a great deal of power in that Shinra Tensei and yet it was insufficient….I don’t know when my gravitational powers will return. I’ll simply have to delay till the next Shinra Tensei…wait, where is the real Hashi-”
Suddenly, the Senju in question burst forth from beneath the ground, in the midst of the Six Paths and their eyes, widened in horror as he weaved the Tiger hand seal. “Genjutsu: Bringer of Darkness Technique!”
To Be Continued
