Isabella R. Uchiha v7

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φ Name: Isabella R. Uchiha
φ Nickname: Scarlet Uchiha, Blood Traitor, Witness
φ Age: Wouldn’t you like to know
φ Gender: Female
φ Clan: Uchiha, Voidseer



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φ Looks: Isabella Uchiha is a tall and slender woman, with a characteristic crimson hair. Her eyes her darker than most Uchiha, filled with depth and coldness. Her skin is soft and pearly-white, with a slight blush that covers her threatening presence with a façade of fragility and ingenuity. While having a very curvaceous and lean, feminine body, she prefers to hide it under cloaks and otherwise royal and majestic garments, with a flair of theatricality. She uses these garments over black or dark leather ninja suits, non-revealing even if tight-fitting, with either lean pants or dark netted thighs. Multiple pouches and pockets hide around her ninja outfits, from which she can produce many summoning scrolls, sealing or explosive tags, and weapons.

After her defeat at the hands of Madara Uchiha, she became blind, her empty eye sockets yearning for the missing eyes that were in his possession. In an effort to get them back, she faced Madara once more, but the pair were interrupted by one of the Voidlords, Nefarion, who killed her with a twist of her finger and resurrected her in the next instant. Isabella became void-touched and awakened the Shinkaingan. As a Witness, she labored across the world and managed to once again unlock her Sharingan simultaneously to her Shinkaigan. Afterward, humbled at the hands of Nefarian, Isabella had to make a series of choices that consolidated her path as a Champion of Humanity. Channeling her wishes to fight for Mankind through her Dark side, she unlocked the Cosmic Abyssal Eyes, with a shimmering galaxy iris and the next evolution of the Shinkaigan.

φ Personality: Isabella Uchiha is a force to be reckoned with, both in fighting prowess and intellectual capabilities. Her preferred fighting style is Genjutsu, and she became a master illusionist, being able to not only use the arts efficiently and fluently but also imbue her powers with heavy psychological manipulation beyond the normal scope of the techniques. She values intelligence over brute strength and prefers to play and trick her opponents, playing mind games with them, instead of merely overwhelming them with powerful ninjutsu.

Because of this, Isabella is prone to pursue several different personalities and attitudes, showing only what she feels is most fitting to manipulate her opponent’s emotions. Yet, even in all her different personas, the arrogance and superiority she has ever since she was a child gave her a very high pride in herself, such so that she usually reverts back to a more royal and cocky persona, rather than the more subtle and feeble ones. Her pride works as a double edge sword because she truly fears humiliation, of skill, intellect, or sexual nature. Also remnants of her past, death is preferable to the loss of her freedom, so much so that she repudiates anything to do with fate and destiny, doing everything on her own terms.

To say her defeat to Uchiha Madara broke her would be a euphemism, but after her mourning, she became stronger than ever, more focused and determined. She would hunt this man down to the bottom of hell, and she became an unstoppable storm. This drive shifted upon her death at the hands of Nefarion, the Voidlord. Becoming a Witness, she has delved deeper into madness, due, in part, to the constant manipulation of Sanity both within herself and in others. She acquired a split personality in the disassociation between her sane and insane self, whereas there is a clear superiority complex across all of her psyche, yet there is an increasing rise in recklessness and decrease in seriousness as her Sanity lowers.

Throughout her journey as a Witness, Isabella's choices have been dancing in a limbo between humanity and her selfish ambitions. She had become lost and aimless and had been set back continuously by her own foolish choices. Upon being defeated by Nefarian at the Central Hangurian Fort, Isabella was reminded of the good in her path, of her friends and rivals, and her heart shifted, to become what it had once been: Loyal to those she loves.

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φ Land of Birth: Pingmay
φ WSE Clan: N/A

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φ Ninja rank: Sage of Deceit
φ Chakra/Health Points: 2000 CP / 230 HP
φ Speed and Tracking: 11 Sp / 15 Tr [BASE]
45 Tr [3T Sharingan]
60 Tr [Shinkaigan] [[Restricted to Same Landmark]]
90 Tr [Uchuu Shinkaigan] [[Up to 2 Adjacent Landmarks]]

φ Primary Genjutsu Specialty: Genjutsu Single Handseal Specialist - Able of casting any Genjutsu with a single (1) Handseal - Modified Tiger Handseal will all fingers upwards except the Ring Fingers ( Fox Handseal )
φ Advanced Genjutsu Specialty: Genjutsu Layering Specialist - Able of layering 2 Genjutsu in the same time frame, AA combination.
φ Advanced Fire Specialty: Advanced Elementalist Fire Specialist - Able of casting Fire Ninjutsu with 20 more damage than normally. This counts as one of the two allowed boosts a technique can have.
φ Extra Specialty: Yin Specialist - Yin Specialists gain increased awareness of spiritual abilities, translating to the ability to detect any Genjutsu or spiritual technique affecting them below MS-level. This awareness also allows them to sense spiritual entities, like Katsuryoku spirits or Hungry Ghosts. Yin Specialists are also able to utilize Genjutsu Kai passively, up to B-Rank. Inducing Genjutsu on a target causes you to siphon some of their spiritual energy, augmenting your own spiritual prowess. For each illusion placed on a target(s) your spiritual techniques gain an effective 10 chakra and no more, 2 base speed levels stacking up to three times, and 10 damage stacking up to three times. The bonus is lost one turn after a target escapes from the illusion placed on them. They cannot be self-induced illusions or those applied to Summonings, Edo Tensei that belong to the user, and Chakra Creations. Like Yang Specialists’ resistance to physical damage, a Yin Specialist trains their spirit to be stronger. Yin Specialists are able to shave damage done against their spirit by 30 damage.
φ CFS Specialty: Surreal Palm Specialist - Heightened awareness of Genjutsu above S rank, able to bypass Genjutsu Layering rules 4 times per battle by using a rank lower than normal to defend from Genjutsu.

φ Elements
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φ Abilities
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φ Body Arts
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風 Wind
雷 Lightning
土 Earth
水 Water
火 Fire


蕈 Mushroom
香 Perfume
萎 Decay
天 High Heaven Fire
鴉 Opium
Mastered
Mastered
Mastered
Mastered
Specialized


Creator
Creator
Mastered
Co-Creator
TBA
Genjutsu
Ninjutsu
Fuuinjutsu
Medjutsu
Yin Release
Yang Release
Sharingan
Shinkaigan
Summoning


Customs
Specialized
Mastered
Specialized
Mastered
Specialized
Mastered
3 Tomoe
Temporal Uchuu Shinkaigan
Nightmare Foxes
Box Jellyfish
Parrot
Bella's Bosom
Taijutsu
Kenjutsu
Bukijutsu
Kaito's Taijutsu



Surreal Palm
9 Verses of Shakujo
Lazy Fist
Déjà Fu
Mantis Fist
Mastered
Mastered
Mastered
S Ranks



Specialized
Mastered
Mastered
Mastered
Mastered

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φPrelude - Scarlet Hair, Crimson Tears
It is not my intention to corrupt the history of the world, yet I can only know what I've been told. I am Isabella Uchiha, of the crimson hair, wielder of Accursed Sun, the black celestial body that taints the lush red iris of my Kaleidoscope Sharingan. When I learned of my heritage, I learned that not just my eyes carry the power of the gods, for even my blood-colored hair is a mark of power.

In the genesis of the world, there lived a princess who dared pluck the fruit of chakra, and with it gain unimaginable power. Her name was Otsutsuki Kaguya. While the ancient scrolls paint her as the Ender of Wars, she was nothing more than a sinful woman, greedily consuming the power to play god, and was thus cursed by them. In their anger, they cast upon her the great Juubi, Devour of Dimensions, a mindless beast set to do only one thing, bring back the power than was stolen from it. But the beast was smitten by Kaguya's son, Hagoromo, which became known as the Sage of the Six Path, the savior of the world.

In the face of the gods, Hagoromo, who carried his mother's sin of Chakra, passed down his knowledge to the whole world, heralded as the Missionary. Kaguya was horrified, for her shameful secret was not shared by her son, and so he was ignorant of his heresy. But when she turned her eyes to the heavens, the gods were appeased, for they were planning a far worse punishment.

When she died, Kaguya joined the gods in their celestial home, and, facing them as equals, she looked upon the world. Over her shoulder, the putrid stench of the vengeful gods filled her soul, and her payback would become evident. As she looked, she saw her son, dying, and joined by her two grandsons. Despite the foul breath, she was happy, for even in death bed, her son was happy. But then the gods waved their hand, and Hagoromo posed the question that would send the world into turmoil.

To his sons, the Sage of the Six Paths asked: How will you carry my legacy, and bring about peace? The older son, who inherited his Eyes, his powerful chakra, and spiritual energy, believed true peace could only be achieved through power. The younger son, who inherited his Body, his powerful life force, and physical energy, believed true peace could only be achieved through love. And so, moved by his younger son's words, Hagoromo made him his heir, over his older son's primacy.

As the gods laughed over Kaguya's shoulders, she saw the Seed of Hatred blossom in her prole and spread over the world. Her two grandsons fought endlessly for the betrayal done to the eldest. Kaguya, the gods said, for your sins, all your descendants will carry the seed of hatred, along with the power you stole. And your own kind, womankind, shall never carry the potential of their male counterparts, and live feeble and weak in comparison. They shall carry the burden of life, and suffer powerless before it, as you, who carry the power of the gods, will suffer powerless to change our punishment.

But Kaguya would not take this humiliation without retribution. And so, to their eyes, she wept over the world, blood tainted tears, but they were not born of sadness. Each tear hid her divine powers and infused them upon a few of the women. All the powerful women represent Kaguya's defiance of the gods. They were born to become leaders of villages, heads of clans, and powerful kunoichi, miles above another kunoichi, still cursed by the gods. But they were truly rare. One of the women was the matriarch of the older son’s family, his wife. Her hair became redder, tainted, and her power flourished.

Only 4 female Uchiha manifested the Mangekyo Sharingan, the epitome of the power of the Uchiha Clan, all 4 carried the lush scarlet hair. Their names, are Rei Uchiha, mother of all Uchiha, direct descendant of the Hagoromo's eldest son. Helena Uchiha, the beautiful Red Queen, charmed the charmer of demons. Akiza Uchiha, the Evil Mistress, spread the teachings of the Sharingan far and wide. And me, Isabella Uchiha, who stood at the top of the World, Empress of all, the Bloody Queen.
φFirst Arc - Orphans of War, The Girl, The Boy and the Fox
Back in the day, there was a small building on the outskirts of old Konohagakure. To be sure, it was part of the Fire Country, and Konoha itself, but perhaps only in name. It was surrounded by a small settlement, just outside the inner Woodlands of the Leaf, yet so isolated that it had its dialect, alongside the common tongue. This building was a house for the orphans of war, and it was a very poor institution despite being quite overcrowded. When war hit, it hit hard. The villages were doused to the ground, and the poorer populations, just like this one, were cut off even further. As the world rebuilt itself, so did the house, with less than suitable results.

Isabella’s parents were of lesser upbringing, and her name was a sort of mixture between their settlement’s dialect and the common tongue. Neither of them was too smart and even less rich. Her mother was quite determined though. She had a spirit and bravery unrivaled in the village. Less than a year after bringing Isabella to the world, she went to fight in the war, moved by a bigger calling than motherhood. She died in the war soon afterward. Her father was a coward though. Isabella had her mother’s eyes, determined and brave, but not her hair. Her mother’s hair was black, while Isabella’s was crimson red. And there was nothing of him in her. When the mother died, he left her in the care of the orphanage, and then soon followed, either by alcohol or disease.

She wasn’t even 2 when the orphanage took over her. There were a lot of babies her age, and not many older than her. Only a few children as young as her would survive infancy. There wasn’t enough money or food to support all the babies. The policy would be to keep just below the bare minimum until a certain threshold, and then select the surviving babies to receive sub-average nutrition henceforth until they were of a certain age to work for their food, which wasn’t that old, to begin with.

Only one other baby of her generation survived. Everyone just called him Scorps. Being brought up together made them bond much easier than normal, and they soon became best friends. At around 5 years old, they were taken to the other children. Now there would be no special treatment. The first ones on the line would get the better food, and the last ones would get nothing. They were young, but they were brave. And, above everything, they had each other. Working together, they infiltrated the middle of the line, beating children older than them. The line was simple to comprehend, the people in front of you didn’t care about what happened behind them unless you challenge them, but the people behind you would forever be trying to take your place.

This competition spread well over all the other activities in the orphanage. Ninjutsu training, close-quarters combat, ninja tools practice. Isabella quickly caught the grip of it, and she was determined to help Scorps. He wasn’t as mature as her; maybe because he was abandoned much younger than her, so he never quite understood he wasn’t loved by those who brought him to life. He called her Lili, and she called him baby, and they grew stronger together.

By the age of 8, they were already on the top hierarchy of the orphanage and its ninja teachings. She naturally gravitated towards Taijutsu, and so did Scorps. It was simple, and it was effective. They were still quite adept at ninjutsu and genjutsu, just not like taijutsu. But the orphanage didn’t call just for brawn, and they understood that. Their cunning surpassed even their taijutsu skill. They were effectively manipulating the system, with a little muscle support now and then.

Yet their favorite part of the day wasn’t the internal struggle and the strife to better themselves. It was when they fled from the broken fence in the backyard, into the old Nara Woods. If you looked close enough and were very quiet, you could see the stags prancing around in the shadows. When the war broke out and the villages ended, the Nara Clan retreated to the forest. They became much more protective of the woods, and the stags became wilder and more threatening. So much so that no one dared to enter the woods. It was the perfect escape.

The Nara themselves wouldn’t venture that far out, and the stags didn’t know how to climb trees. Isabella and Scorps would have time away from everything, where they could just train and think of the future. Scorps had a dream to bring the Villages back on their feet, and maybe even one day become the Hokage of Konoha. Isabella would joke that she would be the Hokage first, but, in truth, she didn’t expect anything beyond the orphanage.

One day, when they were in the woods. They heard the cries of a wounded animal. They rushed up the trees to escape the possible attack of the stags, but they soon realized they weren’t coming. The cries came from an orange speck in the bushes. They approached carefully and they saw that the wounded animal was a large fox, beastly even. But she was hurt, her belly was pierced by a stag antler, and she wouldn’t survive. She was covering a small pup, as red as Isabella’s hair. Isabella took out a kunai and stabbed the wounded fox. But when she picked up the pup by the scruff of its neck, Scorps cried out.

Of course, he wouldn’t allow her to kill the fox, not even after she told him that they could use them for meat, to feed themselves, and it was already difficult enough to find food as it was, let alone to feed the pup. But Scorps wouldn’t hear of it. Isabella looked straight in the fox’s eyes, and the pup stared back at her. Its eyes were playful yet bright with intelligence. She sighed and conceded the pup to Scorps, who immediately hugged the animal. It was a female fox, and they called her Teca.

The fox would turn out to be quite more useful than initially thought. As she grew very large, she needed leverage to solidify their ranking. The three became inseparable, and, while officially Scorps’, Teca was always drawn to the more emotionally distant Isabella. She taught her how to hunt, and how to throw her weight around, and, in turn, Teca would keep her company when Scorps wasn’t nearby.

At ten they had mastered everything the orphanage had to offer. Scorps would spar with Isabella many times, but, even if only by a slight margin, she would always win. Little by little, they started to gain notoriety even with the staff of the orphanage. The big owner was a fat man, which didn’t seem natural, given the poverty of the house. The more fights they won, the more skill they showed, and the more interested he was. Isabella was not as perceptive back then, else she would have noticed the gluttonous looks he gave them. She would have understood she had to run, she would have known what to do. But she was young, and all she knew was how to get first in the line and how to beat her colleagues.

It was the dead of night when they came. Isabella woke with a start, as the giant Teca licked her face. She giggle softly, asking her why she wasn’t with Scorps until it hit her. The realization made her head cold as if the blood had drained from her face. There was a presence in the room. Out of the corner, one of the teachers revealed her face. She was known for being particularly harsh on the orphans. She wasn’t mean though, and she taught well. Isabella had no fondness for anyone except Scorps and Teca, but she didn’t mind her. Yet she was different. Her chakra was leaking out, making her an entirely different person. She now seemed much more powerful, much more threatening.

And as she dropped down her cloak, her hair was not black, like Isabella remembered. Her hair was crimson red, like her own. Isabella was shocked, gulping a mouthful of air before the woman covered her mouth with her hand. Teca poised to move, but her growl seemingly died in her mouth, as her eyes flashed red, mimicking the same color that flashed on the intruder’s eyes.
“My name is Akiza, I am from the Uchiha Clan.”

The Uchiha clan? It’s impossible, it was wiped out. There were no Uchiha’s left in the world, and certainly not in that broken-down orphanage. Isabella’s mind was racing, looking around the room. She saw Teca immobile on the ground, probably dead, and started to trash around, but Akiza kept her pinned to the bed.

“The Director made a deal with the rogues from Old Konohagakure. They’re coming to get you. I can’t let them. I’m taking you out of this orphanage.”

Isabella stopped thrashing about. She suddenly realized she wanted this. She wanted to leave the orphanage. It was all she knew, it was all she understood, but she didn’t want this, she wanted more. Akiza warned her she had to come quietly, they couldn’t make any noise. As the child nodded, Akiza took her hand from her mouth. Isabella rose from the bed, putting a thick cloak over her head and shoulders, and stepping out of the room’s door.

That’s when the lights downstairs turned on, and the noise filled the house. Angry men were shouting. Whatever it was they were searching for wasn’t there. The children started to wake up, some crying, others coming to the hall. But Isabella’s eyes were locked on one person. Scorps was standing at the end of the hall. His eyes were red from just waking up, and he was rubbing them with his hands.

“Lili? Have you seen Teca?”

Akiza exited the room, and Scorps appeared to have noted their outfits. His eyes snapped open, promptly awake. He seemed confused.

“Where are you going?”

Shouts were coming from downstairs, someone was yelling that they were promised the best fighters, and they didn’t find him. They heard the Director snap back that the best fighter was still upstairs. And steps, running steps, up the stairs. Akiza seemed to want to go the other way, but Isabella didn’t want to leave Scorps here. Everything was happening too fast, people were coming up the stairs, children were waking, Akiza wanted them to leave quickly, people were coming up the stairs, heads were turning around the corner, bearded men were appearing down the hall, hands were snatching Scorps. “There’s one, grab him” someone shouted.

“Lili!”

Isabella screamed “NO”, but Akiza pulled her back, just as the men were pulling Scorps back.

“Take Teca, Lili! Take Teca!”

Of course, he would care more about a stupid animal than his own life. I looked at Akiza and she ran into the room. It wasn’t but a second before she ran back out, pulling the large fox over her shoulder and snatching me up with a free arm, just as the men were noticing the best fighter escaping down the hall. The air was cold as Akiza broke through the glass of the corridor, into the patio where they used to take a recess, as fireballs were shot inside the hall, an explosion of orange and heat behind their back. Akiza kept on running, the walls of the orphanage nothing but a blur. They run until they heard nothing more. They ran into the forest, the Nara domains, they ran and ran. When they stopped running, Isabella realized she was crying. She tugged on Akiza and made her stop.

Hardly breathing, she panicked, inhaling and exhaling fast and insufficiently. For she knew they were looking for her, for she knew they had taken her friend, for she knew it was all her fault.
“Was it my fault?” She gasped “Was it? Please tell me!” She gasped “Please.” She gasped “Please, Please” She was hardly breathing, begging. Her mind was in a daze, she was passing out.
“Was it? Please tell me.” She gasped “Tell me, please.” She gasped “Was it my fault? Please tell me… Please… please… plea…” And then she stopped.

Akiza didn’t know what to do, she recoiled a few steps. But the forest was unforgiving, and from the shadows came the stag, an antlered beast, furiously charging towards Isabella. A single tear fell from the corner of her eye, as a sudden surge of fire lit behind her sight. The stag slowed down, its expression of blind fury, the eyes intelligent and protective, she could tell it felt threatened and was acting in defense of its family. Time moved so slowly as Isabella pushed herself to the side, almost not dodging the tip of the horns, as they ripped a red cut on the side of her arm.

The last thing she saw was Akiza slaying the beast, and darkness overcame her senses.
She had awakened the Sharingan. She was an Uchiha.
φSecond Arc - Oh Tavern, my Bloody Tavern
Akiza took Isabella in and taught her everything about her clan. In hindsight, it wasn’t the best decision to tell such an arrogant brat that she held one of the greatest powers known to mankind. Akiza had lived in hiding after the old generation ended the villages. They were known as the Golden Generation, but to Isabella, they were just a bunch of old geezers that were past their expiration date, and so was Akiza. The Sage of the Sharingan had taught many ninjas in her youth and many Uchiha. She was highly regarded as the best Sensei of the ages, and even in hiding, she chose a role connected with teaching. But Isabella fought her every step of the way. Akiza had known Isabella had the power within her, and so she had watched her from afar, in the orphanage. But now she knew exactly who she was, and she was just impossible to work with.

To be sure, Isabella had not only great potential, but she was also a very quick learner. She mastered the Sharingan majestically, along with the 5 basic elements. She excelled in taijutsu and genjutsu. But she was cocky and stubborn. Every time they would get into an argument, Akiza was old and patient, Isabella young and conflictive. And every time Isabella would run off, followed by Teca. They lived in an isolated cottage in the woods, somewhere in the Fire Country. She would run down to some of the small villages on the outskirts of the woods. She was known as a brawler brat, as Lili, instead of Isabella Uchiha, always challenging kids to battles, and even some grownups, and winning every time.

But her favorite place was the Bloody Tavern, in one of the farthest villages. It was a hanging place for many dangerous ninjas. She met Hellsbadass there, the Man of Love. She knew him as the pervert from the tavern, good-hearted though, who did try to hit on her before knowing her actual age. In their first encounter, he had tripped on his way out of the tavern, followed by a flying mug of beer, and landed right on top of her.

When he saw who was beneath him, he immediately turned to a more macho latino voice, with a playful and seductive eyebrow dance. He asked her if she wanted something to drink anytime soon, and she asked him if he wanted to remove his hands off his breasts anytime soon. He quickly complied, adding a purring, at least until you allow me to put them there again. It was short-lived because she then told him her age. But every time she ran it was always the same person that would catch up to her.

Caliburn was a Kiyoshi, and the greatest Kenjutsu master of all ages. He had the light blonde hair of the Kiyoshi, descendants of Roku, whom he and Akiza spoke of very often. It might be because of the light phasing through the leaves in the woods, but his short hair would always shine greener than normal. He wasn’t young, though maybe younger than Akiza. She was an old hag, though, even her red hair wasn’t exactly red anymore, it gained more of a pinkish hue with all the gray hairs on her head. And although they weren’t married, or even seemingly in love, he would stop by their house quite frequently. Isabella was 12 by then, a woman by all rights, in her mind obviously, and she had a great crush on him. Of course, the feelings weren’t mutual, but that never stopped her from always trying to impress him, be it through training or, deep down, by running off, as she knew he would catch her and bring her back.

He would pick her up, trashing and manifesting, and would launch her over his shoulder, threatening to carry her home like so. She would always stop squirming in a few minutes, and he would then let her drop to the floor and walk beside him the rest of the way. They would talk about anything during that time, their own alone time, while she would concoct the next evil plan to torment Akiza and impress Caliburn.

Despite her constant resistance, it was a happy time. Her escapades would allow her to meet up with the people from the villages, brag about her skills, and even use their underestimations to her advantage, as well as hanging out in the Tavern. Caliburn would always end up coming to take her back, but she always returned. One day she was out further than normal, beating some actual high-ranked ninja. Nobles from Old Konohagakure had broken into the tavern, as they were traveling someplace else. Of course, Isabella had to challenge them. They too were cocky, and they too made the mistake of underestimating her. She was a specialist in close-quarter combat. The ninja was high-ranked but not really good at anything. The tallest make a quick set of handseals to spit out a great big fireball, but she pulled over a table, protecting her and Teca from the flames. Spinning around the table, she entered short range of the ninja, and summersaulted over them both when the fire extinguished, the fox jumping as well. With a quick kick, she swoop one of them off his feet, as Teca pressed her paws on the man’s chest. Isabella then jumped to the side of the other man, back to back as he spat another fireball, ways away from her. She only needed one strike to the back of his head to make him lose consciousness as well, and kicking both off the tavern.

When she and Teca returned to the actual Bloody Tavern, it was already night and Caliburn was waiting for them. They decided to take shelter inside the tavern, instead of going through the forest at night. They got separate bedrooms, Caliburn was quite strict in that, except Isabella was not. She went to his room in the middle of the night, tip-toeing, light as a feather, to go into Caliburn’s bed. But he was quick as a cat, grabbing her by the wrist, and turning on the light. It shone on his naked torso, smooth and chiseled, quite hot and exposed, as he slept naked. But he was wide awake, with insane killing intent, asking her what she was doing. His veins were bulging on his neck, as the stretched skin of his broad chest was getting goose bumps from the night’s chill. In response, Isabella leaned in sensually for the kiss.

“You’re 15!” He growled, pushing her away.

“16 next week! And about time we do it. That hag Akiza won’t mind, if that’s what you’re worried about, Roe Roe.”

Isabella was sitting on the edge of the mattress, as Caliburn was propped up towards the wall behind the bed. She seemed more amused than annoyed as Caliburn barked her not to call her that, and told her to stay away. He was getting redder by the minute, which didn’t make him look any less sexy, especially since the covers were falling to reveal his bronze-toned abdomen, but the whole thing was becoming more comical than arousing.

“What is it, is it a girlfriend? We can share, all women are sisters!”

“What? No!”

“Oh…”

Isabella widened her eyes and retreated a bit, sitting a bit further from the bed. Caliburn flexed his eyebrows and snapped.

“What do you mean: Oh?”

“Is it Zenryoku?”

Well, they did talk about him all the time, Akiza and Caliburn. He was of the older generation, and a great Taijutsu master. Isabella dreamt of meeting him, and kicking his ass, establishing herself as the best Taijutsu practitioner. And Cali was quite emotionally distant around them, it made sense. Caliburn was shocked, refuting everything, and Isabella was now beyond caring, just laughing. Caliburn asked her who told her to do this, to which she responded that she had been talking to Hellsbadass. He seemed even angrier, but there wasn’t any killing intent anymore, and Isabella just kept on laughing at Caliburn until he kicked her out of the room. That is how Isabella’s first experience with a man went. But, to this day, Isabella always maintained the certainty that Caliburn had the hots for the Zen guy.

The next morning wasn’t as awkward as one might expect. She laughed when she saw Caliburn, and he turned red again, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder, as she trashed around and Teca happily followed them. But after a few minutes she calmed down again, and he allowed her to continue on her own feet. They once again began chatting, the alone time she always cherished. At some point, they were talking about their goals in life. And what Caliburn said stuck with her for the rest of her life.

“I do not believe in a higher power. I believe in what I see, and what I feel. Roku taught me that everything is Energy, it’s in all of us, and through the Kiyoshi teachings I was able to feel it and breathe it. The world lives in the balance, like the sharp edge of a katana. My goal is to keep that balance, and all my skills work towards that balance. The world may never reach it, or even thank me for it, but I know that’s when I’m most happy.”

To be completely selfless. But Isabella took something quite different from it. She didn’t believe in a higher power either, and she didn’t believe in destiny. She knew she was supposed to be from an ancestral lineage of Uchiha, but, at that point, looking at Teca, walking through the green forest, she only cared about one thing. No one will ever choose her path for her. Just like Caliburn works towards, not his destiny, but his goal.

During her time with Caliburn and Akiza, she grew more and more beautiful. Her red hair long and smooth and her skin soft and light. And she grew more arrogant. After 6 years with them, Isabella was starting to feel imprisoned. In the orphanage, she didn’t want to discover the world past what she already knew, but once you open the door, there’s no going back. She now dreamed of more, of being more. She wouldn’t live by her own rules while she had to live by Akiza’s. She wouldn’t be free. And it didn’t help that Akiza kept reminding her of her destiny. It wasn’t what she wanted anymore. She wanted to find her goals, take charge of her life. She didn’t want to be just another character in someone else’s tale. She didn’t want to be part of some prophecy, nor fulfil a destiny that wasn’t of her choosing.

“WHY DO YOU KEEP ME LOCKED HERE?”

It wasn’t fair to shout at Akiza. She remained calm, her eyes starting to wrinkle at the corner. She looked old, a shell of her former self. And Isabella was being selfish, but, at that point, all she felt was anger and resentment.

“I have OUTGROWN you, I don’t need you anymore”

Akiza tried to calm her down, but Isabella was driving her own anger. And then Akiza made the fatal mistake. She ran her hand through Isabella’s red hair, and looked her straight in the eye.
“You are the Uchiha of the prophecy. It’s your destiny to become great, to spearhead the rise of the Uchiha. You have Kaguya’s gift.”

But Isabella slapped the woman’s hand away. The anger corrupted her reasoning, and, for the first time, she believed she understood Akiza’s reasoning.

“That’s what this is all about isn’t it?”

She grabbed Akiza’s red hair, so tainted by age that it had become more pink than scarlet.

“You’re just jealous. You’re an old hag, with the same red hair as mine. But you weren’t what the prophecy was talking about, right? You wanted to be, but you’re a failure. Even at 16 I am much stronger than you, and I will become much stronger than you could ever become. I HATE YOU.”

Isabella’s eyes began to tear up, as did Akiza’s, but Isabella didn’t want to stay. She regretted the words right after she said them, but she was stubborn. And she ran away.

Teca followed right behind. This was a different escape. She didn’t want to be found by Caliburn, she didn’t want to be brought back. She wanted to leave, she wanted to flee. She wanted to take control of her life. She headed towards the Bloody Tavern, but the forest wasn’t familiar anymore. The oak woods were now darker and taller. Pines spread all across Isabella. She started to walk slower, her hand closed around Teca’s fur. She didn’t know where she was, she had never been in these woods before. Somehow, she didn’t feel like she was in the same dimension anymore. The trees were long and twisted, curving and spiraling, twigs coiling around. The forest felt alive, breathing.

As she turned around the trunk of a massive pine tree, she stood face to face to a giant mammal, much bigger than any building or any tree she ever saw, as big as a mountain. A gargantuan red colored marten was propped up, looking her straight in the eyes. Teca snarled, showing her fangs and Isabella took out a kunai. They were ready to attack when the giant marten opened her mouth and voiced, in a terribly thick accent.

"Watz are you doing vere? Be quiet!
φThird Arc - New Friends and Old Friends, The Return
The marten before her was humongous, several tons of muscle and fur. It carried itself with confidence and had an air of command, yet moved with beautiful elegance, its red fur contouring each twisted tree and spiral trunk. At a second glance, one could see the long tail behind the marten was dragging a massive steel claw ripping through the soil. Several stories high, it was eyeing Isabella and Teca with such intent that one couldn't help but feel small. Isabella had never experienced a mother, but the demanding gaze and the imposing figure were exactly what a mother would carry when reprimanding her children, if said mother was the size of a mountain. And that mother was expecting an "anzwer, quickly."

Isabella started to speak, but the marten quickly interposed, telling, or, rather, ordering her to "zpeak up", in a no less belittling way. Isabella's arrogance was starting to kick in again, and so she raised her voice and responded in a more confident tone, trying to match the marten's commanding tone.

"My name, is Isabella Uchiha, you beastly thing. Are you picking a fight?!"

For a second, it seemed to her that the marten would attack. But then she laughed aloud, a very warm and bearing sound. She seemed flattered for being called beastly, not taking it as an insult whatsoever. She also noted how hungry Isabella looked, and, immediately switched to a more affectionate and motherly voice, poking Isabella and Teca with her nose, tossing them in the air and down on her back.

Isabella couldn’t protest, she was in fact tired and hungry. She reached for Teca and decided to just plunge herself in the Marten’s affection. Her fur felt warm to the touch, like standing near a fireplace on a cold night. She kept talking, introducing herself as Rot Krallen, and that they were in the great forest of Schwarzwald, the sanctuary of the Martnens. Slowly, more beasts appeared from the surrounding trees, short and tall martens, fat and slim. There were even quite a few crazy looking ones, she was sure she saw one all tussled and raggedy, like it was being electrocuted constantly, but, by then, she was dozing off to sleep.


Schwarzwald

When she woke up, she was in a huge and homely burrow, made of dirt and wood. It was enormous, the walls seemingly made of gigantic roots. She was standing on a fur bed, many times more massive than any bed she had ever seen. It must have been Krallen’s bed, she couldn’t imagine something bigger than her. All the martens were by the bed’s foot, for they had never seen a human or a fox before. They were a crazy bunch indeed, yet they were friendly enough.

But she soon felt the presence of another marten. All but Krallen scurried away, as the giant black marten came into view, with 3 great scars across his right eye. The king, she managed to hear from the other martens. It appears someone would indeed rival Rot Krallen in size. He was incredibly threatening, but Isabella was a kunoichi. She sprung from the bed with a kunai in hand, and stood protectively in front of Krallen. The huge black beast looked at Isabella, and his killing intent nearly made her faint. And then he spoke, in a grave and profound voice.

"Krallen, who iz this vermin?"

Isabella wouldn’t back down, calling out to Krallen, promising to protect her, which she quickly responded with a thick “Nonzense, child”, and and plucked her aside with a swirl of her tail. She smiled as she told him to be nice, and introduced the humongous black marten as König, the King.

And, all of the sudden, his blood intent was contained. He fell upon a huge chair around the giant room and began chatting with Krallen. But Isabella wasn't used to being ignored.

"HEY, big rat! We're not done here"

The killing intent returned, but she faced him head on. He taught her what fear looks like, but he also taught her how to battle it.

"My. MY name is Isabella Uchiha! You will never call me vermin again. Or I will skin that black fur of yours and make tie a knot around your neck, with a pretty little bow to let anyone know that you, König, are my b`tch. Hear that?”

For what seemed like hours, he just stood there, threating and imposing. But then, all of a sudden, he burst into laughter. It was a really low chuckle, more like a growl, but it was suddenly warming, just like Krallen, which was smiling.

"Krallen, I like thiz vermin of yourz".

Isabella stood with the martens for a few months, learning their craft. The crazy electrified marten introduced himself as the brave hero of the martens, Klinge, and was a gray marten that spoke very fast and loudly, and even his fur seemed crazily electrified, while, on the other hand, Giftig, a poisonous marten, seemed much more poised and silent, like a proper and shy lady. Krallen seemed like a stern and loving mother to all of them, even Greis, a smelly old marten, blind but wise, with a very interesting Genjutsu casting mechanism. Together with König and Rot Krallen, Isabella forged a blood contract, allowing them to summon her, while they allowed her to summon any marten to her aid. And then she left, the whimsical forest of Schwarzwald leading back to the real world.

Maybe it was fate, maybe she subconsciously brought herself there, but when she left the forest, she realized she knew where she was. The Nara forest, and old Konohagakure. And, in front of the gates, there was a familiar face. Scorps. Life was never easy in Konoha, especially since there wasn’t a clear power figure since the eradication of the Kages, so every member ruled itself, in a pseudo peace, coming from poverty. But even so, after so many years away, the village was the same. But Scorps was not.

He had been brought to the village after being sold by the owner of the orphanage, and was trained as a shinobi to engross the guard of the richer clans inside Old Konohagakure. She didn’t notice it much at first, but the signs were there. He had a more solemn expression, more confidence, more sure of himself. But when we meet someone from the past, we always tend to mirror the person we were. And the Scorps of the past was always with Isabella, but never managed to surpass her.

She always regretted this part of her story, but she can’t erase it. It began innocent, they played with Teca, which was so happy to be reunited with her friend. They talked about their new abilities and, saving it to the end, she showed him her Sharingan. He was truly impressed and Isabella, cocky as ever, was full of herself. And then he joined his hands together, and a tree grew before him.

“You have the power of the first Hokage?!”

She was shock, and couldn’t believe her eyes. The uneasy and shy kid that she always knew was slowly fading, and she started noticing the more self-assured man he had become. But her envy knew no bounds. He must have noticed, because he quickly returned to his old self.

“It’s easy really… I simply gather earth chakra on one hand, and water chakra on the other, and combine the two. Try it Lili…”

He smiled at her. But she couldn’t do it. She had mastered Earth, and she had mastered Water, but she couldn’t combine the two to make Wood. She accused him of lying, of being selfish. He tried to excuse himself, nervous and stumbling on his words, and then she snapped. Isabella tighten her hands in a fist and punched him, releasing a great jet of water from her fist, pushing him backwards into the ground

“WATER!”

She then stomped the ground, and several pillars of earth erupted from beneath him, punching him into the air. Teca was frantic, barking but powerless to anything.

“EARTH!”

He begged her to stop, now calling for her real name instead of the baby name he used to call her.

“WATER!”

She continued, as she made two handseals, several bullets of water shooting towards Scorps, to which he jumped to the side, evading them.

“EARTH!”

She spat, as she split the ground beneath his feet. Slightly unbalanced, he joined his fist together and a pillar of wood grew beneath his feet. At the sight of that, she jumped towards him and punched him square in the face. He was pushed back, but when she jumped to punch him again, he blocked with his left hand. He begged her to stop, trying to soothe her, that she wasn’t like that, but she completely dismissed him. Accused him of lying, or hording the power to himself. That wasn’t it, he tried to explain, but she wouldn’t listen.

And she punched him, again and again, but then he countered her arm and delivered a right hook against her chin. It didn’t have much strength behind it, but it startled her. He had retaliated. And then they began fighting for real.

It’s useless to describe how long it lasted, to her it was hours, but it could have been just minutes, drunk on Isabella’s own stupidity and envy, but this is how it ended. Scorps was getting tired, and tripped slightly, giving her a clear opening. Blind, she gathered earth chakra on one hand, and water chakra on the other, and punched at his chest, with both palms. But something strange came out. It was sickishly green and grey, a mass of biologic matter. It pushed Scorps backwards and started eating his flesh and chakra away.

In panic, she gathered fire chakra on her hand and pulled the hideous fungal flesh, burning it. But still he screamed, and still she felt his chakra weakening, as traces of the fungus seeped into his body and fed on his body from underneath. Their fight had attracted attention of some patrolling shinobi. Isabella didn’t wear a Konoha headband, and she had just attacked someone who did. Even in her panicked state, she knew she had to run. The last look Isabella gave him was the most humble and apologetic look she ever gave someone, but he passed out, and the patrolling ninja were starting to run after her.

And so she fled.

She ran through the forest, she ran through the dark, she ran through small villages and hungry looking children. She ran, until she was back at the one place she had always been. She ran back to the Bloody Tavern. But she couldn’t enter. She was alone, truly alone now. Teca had stood behind.

She stood in front of the tavern until a man touched her shoulder, asking her, in a very calm and generous voice if she didn’t want to come in. Turning around to the man, she recognized him as Izuna Uchiha, the Blue Uchiha, the Sage of Water. She had met him in the tavern a few times, and she had watched him fight, employing creative tricks with his sharingan and water. She had always hoped to emulate him. But now she just wanted him to not see her in that state. Yet his smile disarmed her, and she burst everything out. She told him how she was a monster, how she had hurt her one true friend, how she had injured him, and how he was most likely dead. And finally, how she had created an abomination.

Izuna courteously dismissed her, but Isabella simply touched the ground in front of him, and suddenly it burst into the necrotic sick fungus carpet, spreading and twisting over itself, putrid and hideous.

“I created Death…”

Izuna was startled. Whatever her creation was, he had never seen it before. Yet he didn’t look horrified. With a smile, he asked her what she saw in it. Isabella didn’t understand the question at first, it was clear. Rot, Death, Destruction, Putrefaction.

“Well, there’s certainly that… But I see Life, creation…growth”

He said. His expression had a cheerful light to it. He was studying the substance, enjoying the breathing of new knowledge. He was curious about it. With his finger, he materialized a spring of water. The effects were immediate, the fungus took the water in to itself. But then it started to change. The sick carpet became more vivid, and small fruiting bodies began to grow from it, shy at first, but then popping open in wide multicolored caps and sponges. Mushrooms, she whispered, baffled,

“There is more to life that just white and black. And it’s up to you to give purpose to what you create. This fungal element can surely be a destructive force, but it can be something very constructive too.”

It was true. But, she had used it on her oldest friend. Now Izuna seemed sad. Made her feel so small.

“Did you mean it?”

She nodded. She was envious of him, but she really regretted it.

“The shinobi wield a great power. And it’s hard to keep it under check. But it is your responsibility to do so. You’ll have to make a lot of decisions, but there’s one thing you should have in mind. Live with no regrets. And if you make the wrong decision, then do what you can to learn from it, and repair it. But never regret it.”

He then smiled at her again, that warm smile he had, before he stood up and entered the tavern. And Isabella smiled too. Looking at the new growth of her element, she knew she found something amazing. A tear was forming at the corner of her eye, but it took something truly surprising to make it pour out.

She was looking sad and downbeat first but she approached Isabella nonetheless. There was hurt in her eyes, but she remained loyal. As Teca approached Isabella, nudging her cheek with her nose, Isabella draped her arms around the large fox and wept.
φFourth Arc – The New World
At this point it would seem that Isabella's life was pretty lonesome. And, in essence, that is true. In her attempt to escape fate, she set herself to isolation. If she was alone, no one would expect anything of her. But it is easy to understand why she wouldn't just settle with someone else, on a random village. Isabella didn't want to be a slave of fate, but she was too arrogant to become anonymous. This conflict ironically prevented her from seeing what was happening around the world.

There were whispers of new generations, of the rebuilding of the Old Villages. The kidnappers in the orphanage were clearly drafting people to rebuilt Konoha, and even in the taverns where she took shelter, the talks were that powerful ninjas of every Generation were gathering. It was only when she met a very strage duo in her road that she started to pay attention to this.

She had strayed from the limits of the Ancestral Forest of the Fire Country. Something about the woods reminded her of the Orphanage, the Cabin with Akiza, and, most importantly, Konoha and Scorps. So, as she traveled, the ocean winds beckoned her. She felt free watching the infinite water, the possibilities of discovery were immense. Teca's adaptation was a bit harder. She didn't like water, and waves were the worst. She was a creature of the woods. But they powered through, Isabella knew that taking command of her life would invariably lead her away from the main Continent, and Teca would follow here to the end of the world if needed.

Strangely enough, before setting out to sea, something came from it instead. The boat was quite small, single sail. It wasn't much, but it would do. Hiding within the edge of the forest, past the shoreline, she gestured for Teca to hide across from her. They would ambush the two small guys and steal their boat. The plan was simple, and it had been executed quite sometimes in their travel down the forest to the shore. These men weren’t even paying attention, chatting loudly and nonchalantly the whole way.

As soon as she went to attack, a group of small bandits shot out from the path a ways down, intercepting the two men before they could. Isabella signaled Teca to wait and observed, pulling the string of her bow and nocking an arrow. The bandits outnumbered the two men 3 to 1. One of the men seemingly stayed behind, his hair was dark brown and his eyes were green. He was impeccably dressed. Although he seemed somewhat young, in his late twenties, he exuded an air of sapience and experience that one would expect from an old and lived person.

"Your done for, give us your money" the bandits shouted, and the second man, just as young as the first, but much more rebellious and child-like answered first, with a "It's You're, not Your", mumbling it from within a fire-patterned mask that covered his whole face, as he proceeded to efficiently beat all of the bandits. Isabella even activated her sharingan, to study the movements better. At first, the man seemed like your typical brawn and no brain brawler, his chakra through the rough with no refinement. But his motions were intricate and beautiful. She quickly looked at the other man, no doubt this was his work, they were Master and Student, something of greatness rubbed on him.

And confirmation came but a moment after, as one of the bandits crawled his way towards the other man, extending his hand towards him. Calm, he needed only to extend his hand back, shaking the bandits hand. It happened in an instant, the man infused chakra through the bandit's hand, and re-aligned the minerals within his flesh, causing the man to explode on the spot.

"AH! How dare you try to face the great Elias, the Fire Sage, and Bishamon-Sama, the Earth Sage!" He said, gesturing to him and the other man respectfully. Picking out a kunai, he started to motion towards something in the bushes. Realizing right away he was targeting Teca, Isabella released the arrow, deflecting the kunai mid-air, as Elias shouted for the "Bandit's beast to come out". Her cover was no blown, so there was no need to be subtle. She straightened her back propping her chest up and flicking her hair back, as she landed near the men.

"So you're the famous Bishamon. Ragnaroc told many tales about you guys. He's a sweet guy, but quite delusional, as all of the old geezers are. About time someone took you off the pedestal"

She was unnecessarily rude to them, flashing sensuality to knock them off guard. Elias seemed infuriated, but Bishamon only seemed amused. He proposed a challenge. If she could beat his disciple, then he would accept her challenge. If not, then she wasn't even worth bothering. Isabella was perplexed, almost as shocked as Elias himself, bit quickly shrugged off.

"Sending the weaklings to worn me out, you'll have to do better than that"

Elias, though, assumed a much more serious and calmed manner, accepting his master's order. In a sudden, they were locked in a full on close quarters match. And, for the first time, Isabella actually felt pressured. But she kept her own. At one point, they were in a stalemate. That's when Elias started to target Teca instead. This appalled Isabella. Protecting Teca gave Elias some opening to work with, but this wasn't fair, this wasn't a proper fight. In a sudden move, as Elias went to target Teca, Isabella spun around a delivered a rising kick square on his chin, opening his lip and leaving him bleeding profusely. Angry, a dark flame formed on his hand, and he went for a punch, but was stopped by Bishamon.

"Now, that's enough. She has quite a lot of potential, let's not kill her right away"

Isabella was breathing heavily, and was quite injured, but she still felt like she won. Her pride wouldn't allow her to let Bishamon just go, but she knew she was tired. Luckily enough, Bishamon offered her something even better. More power. It was soon cleared out that their interests did not oppose the other. They were heading to Konoha for the council of the new leaders, and then off to the Land of Earth to rebuild Iwa. Their boat would have no utility, so she and Teca could take it to go where she would like. Talk was that Kiri was going to be rebuilt as well.

Bishamon also gave her some techniques and quite a few tips. He had a very rational mind, his ninjutsu usage was quite on pair with Izuna. Elias was Fire Sage based on brute power, but Bishamon and Izuna were Sages of Earth and Water based on brain. She didn't admit it, but she started to admire Bishamon.

When they parted, Isabella decided to settle in the Mist. For one, it's culture and environment couldn't be more different than what she was used to. They were known as demons, and those were people Isabella would like to meet. And, then, it was across the ocean, far from the Land of Fire, far from her old life, far from her old mistakes.

She took a deep breath and set sail, along with Teca. The Ninja World was being rebuilt, it was starting anew, and she would be a big part of it. The journey wasn’t easy, especially since Isabella had no idea how to manage a boat. She followed a couple of merchant ships towards the main Port of old Kirigakure, renamed as Harbor Town.

Everything was completely new to her. The air was damp and chill, and the ocean smell was as ever-present as the scent of ancient blood. This was truly a place of demons and wars, every corned smelled of iron and plasma. Yet it was entrenched in every pavement and every building. It wasn’t rotting blood, it wasn’t a nauseating and dirty scent, it was powerful and inspiring. It threatened the weak and revitalized the strong. And Isabella couldn’t feel better.

But, above all else, the number one characteristic weren’t the bogs and mangroves, or the tropical rain-forests. It wasn’t the smell of the ocean or the smell of blood. The main characteristic was the omni-present mist. It was both mysterious and embracing, it had a love of his own. The Maternal Mist was beckoning, and Isabella, taking a deep breath, answered the call. Entering New Kiri, she searched for an apartment of her own, finding one with a nice view of the Mizukage’s Babylonian Gardens.

She sprawled on her back on top of her bed, and Teca jumped on Isabella’s belly. For the first time in a while, she laughed. She was happy.
φFifth Arch - The First Great Ninja War
Wake up and smell the blood. As she opened her eyes, all she could see was red. Her belly had been pierced by Amenonuhoko. A tall man stood at the other end of the extended naginata, several meters away from her.

As the blade retracted, the man stood there, slightly baffled. The red was not just from the oozing pool of blood around her. Dark, flickering hairs swarmed around her, burning with all the coldness of hell, as a red hand swatted the spear away. The ominous being glared at the man once, while simultaneously nurturing and protecting Isabella. It lasted but a second, but it was enough for Isabella to escape with her life.

The whole battlefield swarmed with voices, as Izuna and Goro flew to her side, pushing Bishamon, the Sage of Earth away. It took her a while to understand. She had planned everything has Kiri's Head tactician. Alucard, the First Mizukage, had entrusted her with the plan. As the air of Iwa filled up with the cold freezing water of thei village Mist technique, they'd get caught off guard. She would defeat Bishamon herself, but everything took a turn for the worst.

She was sure of herself, as Bishamon attacked from atop the village walls, she had expected him. Calm and collected, she erupted a tornado of wind and lightning, that doused out the walls of the gigantic earth maze he had erected. The whole field had been turned into a blazing hot field of molten rock, and the lightning both cooled and devastated it away, creating a large black and charred platform where they could stand. Bishamon had heard her call, and, lifting a tongue of magma from the pool, which carried him from the walls down to the new field, before turning into a large shinto god, deity of fire and earth.

As Teca growled, Isabella flicked her swords, and an heavenly light shone down on the god, slaying it where it stood, banishing him into the abyss of death. But Bishamon had not hesitated in taking that window. From the bowels of the beast, and encased by the heavenly light, Bishamon burst through, with insane speed, punching at her chest. She coughed, but was not taken aback, and plunging the handle of right sword on to Bishamon's wrist, deflecting him away, while swiping the blade across her chest piece, slashing it away.

"Good choice" Bishamon voiced, as he pivoted and launched his foot sideways. It was a good choice, for, as soon as she slashed it off, the chest piece turned to stone, and so would have she, had that technique touched her skin. Ducking downwards, she opened her arms out, using her swords to shake Bishamon's foot hold, and slip him into a backwards fall, directly onto Teca's open fangs.

"Your technique requires a cool down, bad choice for you" Liliana spat, but Bishamon was not phased and, as he fell backwards, a blade pierced through his robes, and, sinking into the ground, pushed him upwards in it's extension. In a graceful motion, he swung on top of the spear's grip, and stood there, in a sage-like pose. He skin started to glow, and chakra spilled out of him, stiffening him and hardening him like stone, while flowing like sand.

"Amenonuhoko Mode" He whispered, and, almost like an afterimage, he split in two, one standing in the spear, and the other shot right at her leg. It broke immediately, pushing her back. But he would not end there. He jumped to her back and kneed her, pushing her into the staff of the weapon. She hit her head and was launched away. Bishamon walked up to the spear and tore it out of the ground, wielding it directly. But his wince did not go unnoticed.

"That drains you" She coughed.

"Doesn't matter. You had great potential, but you can't attack my village and go unpunished"

"We'll see about that" She said, with a devilish smirk, as her eyes turned red with 3 Tomoes. And then, she shouted. Bishamon's War Cry, his own technique, threw him out of the loop for an instant, allowing her to gain the upper-hand, and pushing one of her swords through his left calf. He cried out and stroke at her chest with the spear, but found nothing but black charred rock in her place. She could react better now, and she was cleverer. The more time it took, the more wore out he was. But she got cocky. Suddenly, in a tug of war, Bishamon extended the spear. But, it grow the opposite side. The exchange was far too fast, they were moving at already insane speed. It wasn't until she whimpered that Isabella knew that his target was not her, but Teca. Stunned by the impaled fox, she breathed in once, and, in mid air, was impaled herself. She heard nothing, she felt nothing, she eyed only her companion, her friend, struck by her own cockiness.

As she re-opened her eyes, she was safe back at home. The war was won, and tales of how she defeated the infamous Bishamon, the Earth Sage, First Tsuchikage spread like wildfire. She had unlocked her Mangekyou Sharingan, and saw her Susanoo for the first time, even if just for a glimpse. But, the cost of that, was her dearest most precious friend. Teca had died.
φSixth Arch - The Genesis of the Genjutsu
The outcome of the War shook the world once again, and the Red Sovereign, Nexus of the Cruel Eyes, once again re-shifted the order. Following Kiri's victory, it was broken down and it's members distributed across the world. The Great Balance. Izuna became the second Hokage, and Iwa retreated upon itself, honing it's members in seclusion from the rest of the world. This was a time of great loss for Isabella, and while dust settled, her mind never did. She become colder, more distant. Her battle with the former Tsuchikage brought upon a great change within her. Theirs had been a physical battle, and, until then, she had been a physical battler. Her love was Taijutsu, and she excelled in that. But her loss was not physical, her loss was psychological. That's what Bishamon used to break her. She was young, naive. Her tactics lacked experience and lacked the poisonous sting of emotional and psychological manipulation. Before Emperor's scheduled departure from Kirigakure, Isabella came to him, and the first of the Genjutsu Sennin heeded her call.

And so, once again, she made plans to cause another War. These were more elaborate, more complex. And despite their infamy as a village of traitors, their power was still substantial. They joined forces with Iwa and Konoha, the lone wolf and the sheep, and initiated the plan of the Three Fronts, attacking Suna and their previous allies, Kumo from 3 directions each. The plan though, was to bring the 4th Front, unbeknownst to their allies, and bring with it the final seal of the Deadly Barrier that would destroy each village, and all the ninja inside, friend or foe, leaving Kiri as the sole victor once more. This War, the Second Ninja World War, became known as the worst failure in the history of the world, ending with Hasashi of Kiri performing a magnanimous Shinra Tensei on the village, by accident. But, to Isabella, it deepened her love for the other realm, the realm of illusions. She retreated and started studying the complexities of the human psyche, and, through various missions and events, she sew the seeds that turned her into the force she became.

And while that was happening, something was brewing in the shadows. Taking everyone by surprise, Konoha was attacked, and destroyed. The culprits was a small gathering of powerful ninja, lead by one man, the Pervy Sage. This was the second coming of the Akatsuki, a mythical organization of the first ages. And as it rose, many of the strongest warriors in each village deflected, and the world was in shambles. Goro Kaguya, Akiza Uchiha, Yard, Xylon, many joined the Akatsuki, slashing their banners and donning the crimson clouds. But this would not stand, and as the Akatsuki rose, so did the weakened villages. And an alliance from the likes no one had seen in ages was created, joining members of all 5 villages against Akatsuki. And Tasogare was created, which targeted and hunted the members of the criminal organization.

For Isabella, this was the reunion with her childhood friend Scorps. And she had absolutely no idea what to expect. In truth, she didn't even know if he was alive or dead, after her attack. There he was, now older, more mature. He had close-cropped hair, and a lean yet muscular physique. And Isabella was cold and detached. She not yet ready to open up to him, or even apologize, but something did spark in the both of them. From childhood friends, in the midst of the hunt and her subdued and repressed emotional turmoil, they shared a night to forget and to remember. And that is when the Red Sovereign acted once more. As the Akatsuki was cornered down, they retreated into a growing metropolis. The ever raining city of metal, Amegakure. Akatsuki was now granted amnesty, and, in turn, protected the village.
φSeventh Arch - The Rise and Fall of Isabella Uchiha
She wrecked havoc in the world. More than anyone in the world's history, Isabella Uchiha, the Bloody Demoness turned Queen of Bloody Mist, was arguably the greatest Villain of the Ninja World. Though it was still something of an argument, specially since, without a question, the myth of the Akatsuki was carved in everyone's mind. Isabella's power was such that it did not go unnoticed. The golden Sovereign, Roku Kiyoshi, Sage of Music, came to her, and challenged her to threaten the balance of the world. For all her villainy, she remained loyal, loyal to Kirigakure. He invited Isabella to join his ranks, the etch her name in the halls of the Sages, but to do so, she were to betray her village, and join Akatsuki as it's leader.

But she would not do that, not ever. And, a much funnier challenge, would be to fool the Golden Sage, and earn her name. And so she made plans. Publicly challenging Alucard, she attacked the village in dark and damp Winter morning. A beast of fungal matter grew from the Swamp and terrorized the village. It was, though, a ruse, for her to flee the village, where she challenged the Akatsuki members that had come to the Water country. The victory was quick and simple, but that was not what she was aiming for. She would not give a mere ring to the Golden Sage.

When she arrived at the ever-raining metropolis, she carried te mantle of traitor. She carried it as far as the top of the Spire, the tallest skyscraper of the city. And, there he was, the Sage of Strength, Gobi Gobletsson. And that's when the faithful battle ensued. Details of that battle have resurfaced again and again, and you can read all about it in Scorps FF, the Tale of Wesobi.
In the end, with Gobi's ring in her thumb, and Vicent's toupe in her hand, and with her knew title, Isabella Uchiha, Sage of Deceit, leader of Akatsuki, she moved the Red Clouds into the Water Country and started the Golden Age of Akatsuki.

Many events came and went but the world, for the first time, seemed at balance. There were skirmishes and diplomacies, tortures and journeys, but the dynamic of the world did not change for many years. That is, until the Akatsuki decided to make one great step forward. To infiltrate and rule all of the villages. It began with Kiri and, in one fell swoop, Negative Knight became the Mizukage. From then on, all went to shambles. As the men were sent to Konoha, they found someone else had reached it before. Forcefully taking over the leadership, the indomitable Scorps became the Iron Ruler of Konoha, and, immediately then, the Blue Sovereign cast out the Knight. Suffering many losses, the Akatsuki decided, for the first time ever, to abandon their home village, and become independent. Severing the ties from Kiri, Lili founded the Dawn Tavern, piling it on top of the bones of those who dared oppose her, before spreading the news of the death of Akatsuki, and finding seclusion in the shadows of the world.

With the Akatsuki running the Bounty business in secrecy, the world once again fell into monotony. But this time, it was slowly inflating, with whispers of the promised Revamp. The people were unhappy and bored, and the events were meaningless. And every single village kept on waiting, and waiting. And then it came. The Dawn Tavern, thriving with success and activity, was attacked. Madara Uchiha of the Blue Sovereign, returning to the group he called family, stood before the Queen of the Uchiha and challenged her. The prideful demoness, undefeated for many years, accepted. And, in one misstep, she was defeated and blinded, robbed of her eyes in their most powerful form. With her scream, the world shook. The Dawn Tavern was no more, the Akatsuki changed, and the world went into turmoil. This war was like no other before it, there were no sides, no unity, no opposition. There was just battle, and death, the Endless War. And so, the world was ruled by chaos.
φEighth Arc - Awakening, Death, Ressurection, Corruption and Rebirth
Isabella's slumber lasted years and years. The ages passed, and the times changed. In her cocoon of Yin and spiritual corruption, alongside Mushroom and necrotic vileness, she brewed her anger and rage into a black diamond in the rough. Breaking out of her rest, she emerged, blind and outdated.

The world had chnaged, so much so that her memory skipped. It could be the sign of trauma, or something deeper still, but Isabella's life had shifted ever so slightly from what she remember. It was hard to put into a correct chronology the events of her past, and there was some much change in the world that one could even doubt it ever happened.

She dreamt of villages and wars, yet she found herself in a world with none. The people were the same, though many of her acquaintances were long lost, and the lands were richer in details. Her blindness might have been a blessing here, for it stopped the New World from overwhelming her. She clentched herself to the one memory she could not doubt: Her defeat to Madara Uchiha, and she roamed the Fire Country in order to find him.

As she learned about this new dimension, she met Mirabelle. A tiny little thing, so unsure of herself and so gullibly drowned in her own version of what morals and ethics were. She was a goodie two shoes, but Isabella grew to love and depend on her. When they met, Mirabelle was battling an inner demon, as she recently became the Vessel of the Two Tails. At first, Isabella's plans to attract Madara's atention rested on building a nefarious and vile plague using her Yin and Mushroom powers, but, as it turned out, it was the very presence of the Nibi Jinchuuriki that attracted her Nemesis, joined by the Hyuga which he called his right-hand man.

The foul plage which Isabella manufactered served only to bring forth Nefarion. The Murk Plague raged on, as the fungal infection spread through the Nara Forest through its deer, creating an army of zombie vessels that inseminated the plage across the Land of Fire. Many people got the fungus and were stripped of their consciousness and will, as the disease took hold of their corpse and moved it to other populated areas. Maybe driven by amusement, maybe by jealously, or maybe because Isabella was encroaching on his own Authority, Nefarion appeared before the foursome, and twitched his finger, killing Isabella on the spot.

Madara's plea brought Isabella back, but by then she was brought back differently. Her sunken eye socket had filled once again with eyes that were foreign to her. Their deep burgundy color hid something much deeper behind them. She had been Void Touched. And chaos ensued. As Nefarion vanished, Madara and Susabi attacked Mirabelle. The Tsukuyomi gripped the Jinchuuriki's consciousness and pulled out the Yang half of the Tailed Beast. Isabella rolled into the field and held onto the knocked out woman, before reverse summoning the pair out of the Land of Fire and into Isabella's summoning Sanctuary, the Plateau of Altorio, City of Parrots.
φNinth Arc - Into the Hokubu, into the Void
Mirabelle had been badly injured, and the plateau of Altorio, the City of Parrots, was insuficient to heal her. It was only upon travelling to her previous home, the Water Archipelago, that she find Solomon and Enkidu, who expanded her knowledge of the world and set her on her quest. In order to save Mirabella, Isabella would have to travel across the world to find the Yin Half of the Two Tail, and bring it back to the island.

It was the first time Isabella had been face to face with a wild Bijuu. She had fought Jinchuuriki before, but never to the extent of actually peering into the true sentience of the chakra creations. She warned Nibi of Madara's quest to hunt down all its brethen, and the situation of the Jinchuuriki of his Yang Half. They fought with Blue Fire and Black Mushroom, to the point that Isabella managed to assimilate a piece of the beast's chakra within her foul Geechee fungus, but ultimately, by his own permission, the fallen Uchiha was able to seal the Yin half of Nibi and bring it back to Tenkaichi, where Solomon re-sealed it within her companion.

With Mirabelle saved and awakened, Isabella could now focus on herself. Now, she needed to understand the changes that happened within her, and her role in the War that was raging on in the word. A war between Gods and Divine beings. Her quest brought Isabella and Mirabelle deep within the Hokubu Ocean, through the tainted and corrupted Sea of Life. Down there they found the lost city of Eridu, which had been overtaken by the massive Void Tree. The Sentinels were paranoid and confusing, but seemed free-enough, as they roamed around the romanic and imposing city.

Even through their paranoia, they exuded a feeling of devotion to the grotesquely shapened tree and incited her to touch its trunk. With no other leads, Isabella pondered over the downsides of this act. Maybe she had already been touched by insanity, but she actually decided to go for it.

Upon placing her hand on the trunk of the tree, though, Isabella was transported into another dimension. The colors were golden and orange, purple and blue. The sea expanded as far as the horizon, and a single Specter stood in front of her. This was the first of many encounters Isabella would have in her journey to understand the Void, one that would cause her many misfortunes.

The entity of purple energy wielded a power that no one had ever seen before. With every sense she mustered, she felt her mental powers drop considerably. It was not Genjutsu nor even any Spiritual variation of Yin. It was something far more debilitating. Ultimately, in her battle, she had her Sanity drained completely.

And afterward, from the depths of Hokubu, she deciphered a tiny sliver of the Void. And awakened the Shinkaigan.
φTenth Arc - The Eye of Knowledge and The Eye of Hatred
After unlocking the Shinkaigan, she saw the vision of a document within a library. She followed that vision to the Ruins of Chungsu, where many other with her eyes were droning onto the Library, alonside Tweedledee Hyuga and Tweedledum Uchiha. In a suckerpunch move, Madara used Limbo to arrest Isabella on her tracks, as Susabi took control of the Manuscript of the Felled Angel. Mirabelle stood there, doing nothing. Maybe it was a wake up call for both of them. Mirabelle saved Isabella and took them out of there, but there was still this lingering thought between them: Mirabella was useless in Isabella's quest.

This sentiment was not entirely shared by Isabella, but the fact stood that Isabella's quest was a lonely one. They parted ways as Isabella battled the Specter in her mind, or maybe another dimension, once again. Isabella was tired of being tossed around between gods, especially Nefarian. Learning about the Voidseers and their connection with the Eight Eyed Serpent made Isabella's mind race with antecipation. Something was coming, and it seemed she was following along a thread that put her directly opposite to Tiamat and her followers, including the Voidlords. When she woke up, in the Water Archipelago, Isabella was alone once more.

She did not know what to do, and roamed around aimlessly in the world. Mirabelle was gone, Madara seemed out of reach, and her eyes were bringing more questions than answers. She arrived at the shores of the Land of Fire once more, which seemed to be the epicenter of this revolution of the Void. More of these "Voidseers" had been popping up around the Land of Fire, and reports of people mysteriously coming back from what seemed to be sure-death situations. Like reality had started to twist, and death was no longer present. One of these voidseers was Kinrah, a deranged being that appeared simultaneously in many landmarks around the Fire Country. She battled Kinrah to unlock more knowledge of her abilities, but it wasn't until she met Garrett Hawke that her mind was set on track again.

Hawke was a relic of her past. They drank to their heart's content, and Isabella's multiple bouts with Insanity made her more reckless. She briefly gave in to madness as she joined the Brotherhood in a raid, but she quickly knew that it was not her path. Speaking with Garrett put her feelings into perspective, as he tends to do despite shielding underneath a mask of all brawn and no brains. They parted and she followed onwards with her quest.

There had been many profecies and events throughout her journey, but one thing seemed to be present in all of them: The Void Tree. Returning to the depths of the Hokubu Ocean after many months proved to be an experience completely different than the first time. Eridu was now completly taken over by the overgrown roots of the tree. The Sentinels were no where to be found, like they had been uprooted in an instant. Isabella's recklessness showed itself once more, and she actually attacked the Tree. Until the Tree attacked back, and killed her instantly.

Isabella had been tossed and turned, killed and revived many times since she had awakened. She now stood in a meadow. The air was familiar, it smelled like home. Not the tropical scent of the Water Archipelago, but the warm and autumny feel of grass and forest of the Land of Fire. And that's where she saw Akiza Uchiha, her mother.

It was not her, of course. Isabella knew that. But it was the final nail on the coffin of her mind. They battled, in a bout of nostalgia and ego, across lore and new discoveries. They battle eachother until Knowledged was forged once more. They were Witnesses, what that meant Isabella did not know yet. She was on the cusp of Change, a revolution in the world, but she was still far too small to have any meaningfull role in it. She would be swallowed up and spit right back out if she did not find her strength. And as Akiza become another entirely, she shouted for Isabella to OPEN HER EYES.

When she did, her Sharigan had returned back to her. She blinked and the Shinkaigan appeared, she blinked again and an unholy 3 Tomoed Sharigan took its place. Isabella Uchiha was back. And with her, her thirst for revenge.
φEleventh Arch - Two Isabellas that Exist Simultaneously
Life is made of choices.

Isabella had been roaming around the world aimlessly. While a tiny semblance of resolve had been lightened within Isabella's mind, like embers of resolution, her mind was still very much polluted. The Blood Traitor, as she had been dubbed by her nemesis himself, had a hold of her mind in a way none had before. Isabella sat down in the depths of Hokubu once more, taking in the silence of the abandoned civilization. Her descent into her Yin self, Death and the Void had brought to the forefront many of her traumas. For the first time in years, she took a look inside herself and found how broken up she was. But this would still not be the ultimate straw that broke the camel's back.

Isabella was a nation with no Allegiance. A Champion of One, and of None. She was a warrior of Nothing. As she traveled around Tobusekai, she met with the familiar blue flames of her closest friend. How admirable, Isabella thought, that as she started to unlock the powers of her past, she was met with the encounter of her present. With the glistering gold and black flames of Decay, she doused out the area of destruction and greeted her friend Mirabelle, as she was atempting to destroy the infestation of void tree roots in Port of Innovus. "It's useless, my friend. These roots will not be affected by our means. Trust me, I have tried it, down at their source."

Their reunion came about after so much had happened. Before having a chance to fill Mirabelle in on what had happened, the voices spoke again:

I have witnessed much in these past months. What was once an instinctual desire has now undergone a metamorphosis of sorts. It is now a conscious desire. A desire to learn. A desire to see. A desire to rise. A single question: If the strongest write upon the tapestry of reality, then who creates the tapestry?

And the quest continued, in search for the Keys that unlocked the mysteries of the world once more. Isabella and Mirabelle were joined by Alucard after he had dealt with part of the bounty placed on him. The leader of the Hellsing clan had much to tell, and Isabella became aware of the Raid of Irkalla. The Champions of Humanity had returned from the Underworld, after defeating Phetra. Yet, given the happenings around the Fire Land that Isabella had witnessed herself, the Uchiha could not count this as a victory for their side.

Maybe, as if the world was telling her to embrace humanity and her past, they all moved in to a pub, and merrily chatted about what had come to pass, and what shall come to be. The Red Haired Uchiha felt herself softing up, and Isabella's naughtiness shone through, as she used her beloved Sharingan discretely in order to cause havoc on the entire pub and their own entourage. All fun and games, but they caused the embers of resolution in her mind to warm the base of her consciousness. And after feeling the warmth of humanity, she left the port, in order to step right back into the coldness of it.

Her meetings with Solomon had become a staple in Isabella's journey. It was in Tenkaichi that she found the ancient king, alone in the garden made by the child god. The warm sun cast an orange glow across the leaves of the olive trees in the garden, framing the path to the isolated beach where they began talking. Solomon's eyes had unlocked the Satorigan, the Eye of Revelation. Isabella revealed her path and experiences to him, and her role as Witness to something Solomon dubbed to be much more sinister than Isabella would think.

"You are a walking duality. An existence that treads the line between two truths. One of our world, this universe, and the other of the Void, the primordial state of all universes. But which is more real? How do we know? Your eyes...if you wish you can think of them as the antipode of the Sharingan. If one is the Eye of Trauma then the other is the Eye of Knowledge. Their power grows not with your emotions, but your awareness of cosmic secrets. Your nature is to know, at least to develop these eyes. What if you, Isabella, are not the product of a single truth but multiple. What if you are in fact two Isabellas that exist simultaneously?""

Isabella had known about this duality in herself even before Solomon had stated it. Through the Sage's mouth, she learned the name of Abzu, the Timeless One, the Harrowed God, the Destroyer of Possibilities It was the 8 Eyed Serpent in the Void that had appeared countless times in Isabella's vision. She was feeling mischievous, though, and decided to test Solomon's skill and doujutsu. In their battle, she unsealed the Nzumbe of the Two Tails that she had acquired in fightning alongside the fungal aberration of the Blue Fire Bijuu, but it was clear Solomon was not in reach of her abilities. He gracefully wielded the Mystical Flames and his own Doujutsu against all of the necrotic and yin-laced techniques the Uchiha could muster, but it quickly turned into a standstill. Solomon would question her own motives time and time again, what did she want? In the same breath, Isabella would ask about her own eyes, her relic core, how to kill Nefarian, how to kill Madara Uchiha. There was no guiding line, no purpose to her questions. And Solomon would answer and pointedly pin that to her hunger for revenge. In the end, Isabella decided to develop her own abilities against Nefarian, much to Solomon's bemusement. They ended their dance, and Isabella thanked the man for all his aid, but all these answers only lead to more questions in her mind. She had decided to look for the God Slaying Tools, even as her mind drove many of her other needs and wants to a corner. With a final taunt, Solomon said his goodbyes:

"Soon the path to Nefarian will be known, and the choice will become yours again."
φTwelfth Arch - The Tool to Slay a God
Isabella's gaze turned to the North, Tsumigakure, and her friend. But not before her mind was transported into another part of the world altogether. Deep in the bowels of an unknown tunnel, she watched as Nefarian captured Demetrias. Its vision came with whispers of another Domain shattering. The Domain of Death had shattered already, that is what Phetra's demise had symbolised. Was this what Isabella was suppose to witness? It didn't make sense, the entity that Isabella saw did not seem to be affiliated with Tiamat, but rather encase her and keep her from rising. How could the Voidlords be aligned with the one she was witnessing for? Regardless, the showing of Nefarian's power through this whispers had proven what Isabella had been realizing all along. She was incapable of battling with a God.

Traveling across the world, she met with Mirabelle at the Badlands of Earth. As she chitchatted with Mirabelle, she flicked her hair, and produced the Myriad of Mockingbirds Genjutsu. With all the revelations she had been made aware, Isabella was irritated that her friend seemed to still be entertaining her duties as the Tsumikage, as if any power of mankind was able to rival that of what seemed to be a plan none of them had any chance of stopping.

The illusionary clone of Isabella berated Mirabelle, before splitting in two, flesh and gore dripping onto the carpet of the Tsumikage office. Each half of Isabella started boiling over, as the crimson blood erupted, forming more and more mass from grew from each of the bisected halves. They soon formed two copies. The first was a disheveled Demetrias Uchiha, bearing his signature soul flame. The second was a dark character, whose features appeared elvish. As he pulled back his hood, Mirabelle would tell right away that he was Nefarian. The illusionary voice of Isabella kept berating the Jinchuuriki, just as Demetrias fired a blast of cyan flames that engulfed Nefarian whole. The fire burning so tall and bright that it blocked Mirabelle's entire vision, preventing her from seeing Demetrias anymore. The cyan fire doused out, and from its bowels the wicked Nefarian pushed outwards, completely unharmed. The illusion had split the perspective, and Nefarian's villainous and dreadful gaze bore onto Mirabelle. This was the face of true evil and power beyond humanity. He kept on walking towards Mirabelle, but then phased through her. Would she turn around, she would see the final scene of the illusion: Nefarian would stand atop Demetrias, as all the diseases in the world ravaged through Demetrias' body, and then nothing, the illusion shattering itself.

A necessary evil, to show her friend in such gory details. Isabella needed a power to slay a god. But maybe she had underestimated Mirabelle. Rumors of such a weapon had been rolling around the world. As the Champions left the Raid, they brought back an entity from the Underworld. The great Blacksmith Marzan had been rescued from Irkalla, and Emiya Shirou, an acquaintance of Mirabelle, held the key to its workshop.

As it turned out, meeting both of them at Port of Innovus, Emiya was one of the Champions that raided Irkalla. Not only that, but he was the one that pulled Enkidu from the mud of Hokubu. Like Isabella herself, Emiya had been tossed around in the machinations of Imeroth and the Voidlords, but seemed to have been able to live unscathed. She could see how he had raised his power and aura to that of herself, a true Sage of the Ninja World. But in his hands was something far more interesting. The Sword to Cut Causality, and the first of Marzan's new God Slaying Tools: Tsumukari, the Heaven Reaching Blade.

Emiya retold the stories of Irkalla, and then guided them to meet Marzan, who sent Isabella and Mirabelle into a quest to find materials to forge her own God Slaying Weapon.

Isabella arrived at the mouth of the desolated canyons and mountains of the Threshold range. There had been signs of a great skirmish, the proportions of which Isabella could not compare to anything she has ever faced, saved, perhaps, her fateful battle against Madara Uchiha. What she was witnessing, was the invasion of the Thralls upon the Overworld, coming from the great chasm that served as a portal between the world of the living and the world of the dead. Upon it's gaping mouth, sand had gathered, picking up the blood from the fallen humans, mawled through like petty lifestock to the undead. The ground was particularly permeable here, and, with her Shinkaigan, she could follow the lines of blood that drenched the soil and fused with the earth. The Portal and its mysterious power impacted the land, shifting the rock and ores with tremendous violence, and the myriad of wars and skirmishes that followed had unnaturally fused with them.

Feeling the warmth of the underground, like a hellish landscape between the zenith of the Overworld with the Underworld, propped her Earth Chakra outwards, partially grinding the hard rock into gravel and sand, continuously probing with her chakra until she found something that was neither. The face of the rock fell away, revealing a rip of iron ore, it's vein marring the naked black rock with the color of Blood. The Hematite vein was pressured and hard, akin to Tungsten, yet completely unphased by the extreme heat that was being felt By then, even Isabella was sweating from the boiling temperatures around, and touching the iron ore would singe and sear her skin if not careful, as she has started to take some damage. The blood of the fallen had permeated the iron ore, and it had become hardened and crimson. She named this Hematite strand Blood Metal Ore, and used her Earth Chakra to dislodge great pieces of it, as the surrounding bedrock disintegrated away from the scarlet veins.

At Bea Sanmyaku, Isabella found the crater of the meteorite that crashed into the world. It did serve as a glaring reminder of her loss at the hands of Madara Uchiha. The Felled Angel document had been taken from her hands as she stood there impotent. She had seen the references to the meteor that crashed many years back, and the strange reaction to chakra creations, but the quick glance she had given the dreadful document was dubious to say the least. Isabella felt like she would have better luck if she headed up North the port village, but she would be restless if she did not explore this phenomenon, even if it might not even be related. She crouched down to the ground and moulded her Earth Chakra across the crater, raising 10 small hare-like entities made of rock and soil. Their purpose was tied to tracking a target and then detonating themselves near it, but Isabella had other ideas. They merged with the ground and started spreading out, Isabella's chakra following closely each of the rabbit constructs. They would emerge ofter and frequently, carrying with them rubble and rocks, some pretty some ugly, but of absolutely no interest to her. Until she lost the connection with one of the hares.

Honing in on that spot, she sent a few more hares towards that place, yet. It was like the hare had been completely disconnected, and turned back into an immobile chunk of rock. The unknown power was weak, and none of the hares that she sent suffered the same path, yet their connection did seem weaker. Isabella sent more of the hares to gather at that spot, deep underground, and once again, two hares dropped completely. Slamming her hands on the ground, she disable the hares as a whole and prompted the ground to erupt upwards, pulling the rock from the area where the hares had been essentially disconnected and neutralized. Shockingly, she found a great amount of pressured gems. These were Black Opals, a rare gem entirely black like the night sky, which shimmering particles that gave them the appearance of a galaxy. While they seemed from Earth, her Shinkaigan sensed something different about these black starry gems. Albeit weak, the power that she had skimmed through when it referred to the Felled Angel meteor seems to still be lingering in the soil around these gems. She stretched out a scroll and wrote the kanji for Earth once more, now dubbing this Black Cosmic Gemstone. She sealed within the scroll large quantities of the strange Black-Opal-like stone and the surrounding soil and debris, for Marzan to look at.

And finally, Isabella would travel to the Northern Outback. The air felt much cooler and chilling here, and many of the lakes and streams had been frozen in an endless coat of ice and snow. Isabella had known this port town was severely underdeveloped, yet it was the furthest west she could ever hope to reach. The riddle spelled it out for her, head West, but she traveled alongside the West border only to find an unsurpassable mountain range. Neither her Sharingan nor her Shinkaigan had been able to see through the mist that cloaked the edge of the map. But the fishing village has had some infrequent visits from traders off those unreachable ports. As luck would have it, the shanty village was in disarray, for one of such merchants had been spotted ways away. She perused some shops for materials, but none had attracted her attention. She eagerly awaited for the bizarre ship to make port. Yet, as soon as the merchant stepped away from the caravel, everyone seemed to step off the plank piers and locked themselves in their stores.

"Why is everyone leaving?" Isabella asked to a clearly disgruntled shop owner that was hurriedly closing his stall. The man tried to avoid her questioning, but the crimson eye started spinning, and an haze fell upon the man. The pain started pulsating within the man's brain, but the hypnotic allure of the Sharingan would serve Isabella much greater results. Without a choice, the man started stuttering his answer. "It's Shakala-Mo... he is a cursed man... the stuff he sells... they're haunted..."

"Once again, no one wants to trade with me?" He smiled openly, revealing an assortment of gems and artifacts. They were of extreme high quality, but Isabella's eyes and Yin mastery told her to be cautious, for many of them held traps and seals of hidden effects. Nonetheless, she approached the lone ship, as a few grunts busied themselves with the affairs of nautic travelling. "I am interested." She said. "Oh what is this, a beautiful voice... and how will you pay me, young lady...oh..." The bizzare man turned towards Isabella, his eyes hungrily checking every curve of her body, until they rose to her eye level. That made him stop, changing his attitude to a more respectful one, even as he averted his eyes.

Isabella stopped near two grunts that, seeing the hesitation from their boss, were unsure if they should allow this woman alone or stop her. In their hesitation, Isabella had already pulled open the tarp that was covering a huge shipment of black wood lumber. As soon as the wind blew through the wood, it seemed to wail in horror, the veins of the slabs playing tricks with the breeze, and sharpening it's passage. "Ebody Ghost Wood... miss... These black trees grow near sites of death and graveyards... The people immediately abandon those places, for the tree bark seems to form the faces of the dead, and the wind blowing through the trunk starts to wail... But it is a marvellous material to build spiritual artifacts... if you can afford it."

"I have enough Ryo." Isabella quipped. But the man did not seem interested. Isabella sharply turned towards the bizzare trader, and the air froze around them, the chill that went up his spine gave him pause and he corrected himself. "What I meant is... Ryo doesn't amount to much where I come from. I deal mostly in barter. Unique materials require unique trades... miss..."

Isabella didn't take the misrespect to heart. And she was interested in this strange wood that seemed to wail everytime it moved. She placed her hand on her pouch and removed a little scroll. When she had faced the Two Tailed Beast, she had sealed its Spiritual Flame and the Geechee Nzumbe that she had taken from it. But she had already spent the fungal copy in her bout with Solomon, and this scroll would soon expire as well. With a flourish, she unsealed part of the flame, which burnt cyan and gray like a deathly soul. This arouse the merchant's interest. He know saw Isabella with much different eyes. His respect now came not just from fear, but from meeting an equally interesting explorer. "The Spiritual Flames of the Nibi...Their reputation precedes them. What is your name?"

"My name is Isabella Uchiha." Isabella sounded, and the man continued. "And yours.... might be even greater than those of the flames. My name is Sha'kal Ömo. I'm only a low level tradesman. But I have something of great value with me, if you're interested. Call it a present for maintaining a good relationship."

He rummaged through his cloak to reveal a large leather pouch. As he opened it, 5 large stones rolled out onto a metal table. The paper scrolls and maps that were sat upon it immediately caught flames at the mere brush with the stones. And they were beautiful indeed. They looked like Painite, a black rock that looked a bit like Onyx yet shone bright red in the right light. These stones, though, seemed to be alive with a maelstrom of wildfire. Isabella could not say if it was from the light playing tricks on her, or if it was from the stones themselves, but they looked like crystallized fire. "These are Maelstrom Fire Stones. They're crystallized fires of unknown origin, spewed from terrible eruptions. I think they'll suit you very well, Isabella of the Fiery Hair. And now I shall depart, but thank you... for your acquaintance."

She picked up all the precious materials and brought them back to Marzan. But the man was not interested. "A little excessive," Marzan responded, somewhat unimpressed by their display. The quality of the materials, while great, was not really the central point of the weapons. Marzan was not an artsy individual. He was to the point and very direct. A man that spent hundreds of years forging weapons out of iron and alloys. His weapons had no special formula or unique makeup that made them any more distinct from others. "Please understand...these weapons are not special. Don't think of me as special. What makes them special is your soul. They are uniquely human. Tools designed for you and you alone. Without you and what makes you human, then they are nothing but pieces of metal, rubber, wood, and the flame that binds them together. Do you understand?"

"It is a weapon that can grow with us." Isabella did not care if the materials were excessive. If the weapon was going to harbor her soul, it would have to be satisfying. Marzan stoked the flames causing them to gently dance, casting a long shadow on each of the attendees. This was an important moment for him; Tsumukari was a reforged weapon, reborn like a phoenix. But these would be two freshly crafted God Slaying Tools, the first of an entire generation to be pointed toward oppressive gods. Sweat dripped from his brow as the heat from the flames licked his skin, watching carefully as the metal ores bubbled and coalesced into a formless mass of alloy. Once the metal had been smelted Marzan went toward forming the weapons themselves, doing so without any mold. Marzan was a masterful artist and an immensely skilled blacksmith, defying all conventions. With a metal poker and tongs, he poured the incredibly hot molten metal, eventually forming a shape similar to one of his own fire pokers. It was relatively unremarkable as it formed, with a trident-like forking at the end of the poker being the only real defining trait of the Tool. This wasn't because of Isabella's choice in tools, but because his weapons were unremarkable in nature. To begin with, at least. But as the metal formed and the Atavistic flames licked away at it to keep the metal soft the heat would literally tug away at Isabella's soul. It would not be painful, or even noticeable. But the weapon was slowly and surely being fused into her very unique human existence. Minutes turned into hours as Marzan toiled away, the only sounds in the room were the flames as they danced and flickered. Until finally the product was finished, the metal cooling quickly as it sat on the anvil.

Isabella stood up to examine her weapon. It was a small rod of blood-red color, still bright from the heat and hammering it had been subjected to. It's tip ended in a three pronged spike. It was a rudimentary tool, yet it called to her. The artistry was beautiful, it's hallow tube seemingly bellowing in the air as Isabella picked it up and span it around. But would it be enough?
Isabella looked past Tobusekai and the Ocean. Nefarian was hiding in the Land of Fire... and now... it was Isabella's turn to hunt him down.
φThirteenth Arch - [Redacted]

Ah, crap. I'm out of ink.

φ Whimsical Land of Rainbow Arc
Isabella was born in Konoha, on a very rich Uchiha family. She had an older brother, which she loved deeply. One day, in a dark night, when they were very little, both were kidnapped by an evil organization of thieves, who killed both their parents and separated them from each other, just to steal the money and the learnings of her family, hopping to copy the Sharingan. With her brother in her mind all the time and the fear of her kidnappers, she manage to awaken her Sharingan, and used her newly found power to evade her prison. Even though she was very little, she adapted extremely well, and showed great intelligence, facing hardships that would have most perish.

She was then adopted by a small but rich family of Kiri ninjas. They treated her as if she was their own daughter. In gratitude, she tried to offer them the scrolls that she stole from the thieves, but they didn't accept it. Instead, she found out her adoptive mother was an Uchiha as well. Her name was Akiza Uchiha, the Black Rose.

She learned how to master the Sharingan with her, and a wide array of Taijutsu and Weapon Play with her adoptive fathers (Caliburn, initially married with Akiza, separated from her to pursue his man love with Mugiwara. Both then took Bella as a student/daughter, and thus she gained two fathers and a mother: A Sword/Weapon Specialist, a Taijutsu Specialist and a Sharingan Specialist. She also acquired the nickname of Liliana, or Lili, because both Caliburn and Mugiwara secretly loved a gorgeous and amazing woman with the same name, which stroke both of their hearts, even though their preferences were... quite opposite)

Btw, her brother's called Ragnaroc Uchiha

Many things happened after after Mugi and Caliburn fulfilled their man love. Grieving with pain, Akiza became somewhat of a crazy cat lady, but she collected men instead of cats. She brought home 2 fine specimens, one named Pato, or Seven Scaled Boy and another named Gato, or Gatsnshanks. It was very weird seeing them interact with each other. Disturbing indeed.

One day Gats and Seven made quite a mess, with which I shall not say, and we had to call a handyman to clean. The handyman was called Hasashi. And he was one hell of a man. Isabella, or Lili, immediately fell for him. His crocked mustache, with remainders of pork chops and beer, his deep crack every time he bent over, his extensive beer gut, with smexy stains of who knows what. But Hasashi loved another girl. Hasashi loved Goro Kaguya. And so he severed bonds with Isabella Uchiha, and her eyes burnt, and a dark sun stood in it's place. She had awaken her MS.
Unfortunately for Hasashi, Goro loved another man, Izuna Uchiha. And so he severed bonds with Hasashi, and his eyes burnt, but unlike Isabella, it was only because he had farted, and the chemicals in his fart made his eyes sting.

Isabella then suddenly woke up in her own drool at a bar and thought to herself 'I need to stop smoking Cali's smexy hair, it's giving me dreams that are even more messed up than Hells being abstinent'.
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φ Abilities

Yin Nature & Genjutsu Primary Affinity
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Isabella has exceptionally high chakra control, capable of chaining techniques with great speed and switching between elemental techniques with ease. Through that skill, great intellect and creativity, her primary affinity was linked to her Genjutsu expertises, developing a great deal of new concepts and mediums of casting a Genjutsu, finally mastering this art until she was capable of layering up to 2 A rank genjutsu techniques within the same time frame. She is capable of using Genjutsu with 1 Handseal ( Modified Tiger Handseal with all fingers upwards except the Ring finger ( Fox Handseal ) )

As a Yin Specialist, Isabella gained an increased awareness of spiritual abilities, translating to the ability to detect any Genjutsu or spiritual technique affecting her below MS-level. This awareness also allows her to sense spiritual entities, like Katsuryoku spirits or Hungry Ghosts. She is also able of utilizing Genjutsu Kai passively, up to B-Rank. Inducing Genjutsu on a target allows Isabella to siphon some of their spiritual energy, augmenting her own spiritual prowess. For each illusion placed on a target(s) your spiritual techniques gain an effective 10 chakra and no more, 2 base speed levels stacking up to three times, and 10 damage stacking up to three times. The bonus is lost one turn after a target escapes from the illusion placed on them. They cannot be self-induced illusions or those applied to Summonings, Edo Tensei that belong to the user, and Chakra Creations. Like Yang Specialists’ resistance to physical damage, a Yin Specialist trains their spirit to be stronger. Isabella is able of shaving damage done against her spirit by 30 damage.

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Uchiha Clan & Fire Advanced Affinity

Being an high level Uchiha, she managed to awaken her Mangekyou Sharingan. Her iris burns bright and crimson, and the tomoe melt together, carving a burning star, the Accursed Sun. With her Right Eye, she is able to cast the dark needles of Bachihari. With her Left Eye, she is able to cast the dreadful Kamiranshi. The third ability of the Accursed Sun is Kuchisake-onna, the ethereal demoness.

After being eyeless and, thus, having no access to any of her clan's KG, she was brought back as one of the Voidseers. As befits a member of the Uchiha Clan, she kept her eidetic memory and her innate proficiency with the Fire Element allows her to perform Fire techniques with bigger and stronger output, gaining a +20 damage increase. After being impaled by the Void-Tree, she has managed to re-awaken her Sharingan, up to the 3rd Tomoe.

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Voidseer, Shinkaigan & Uchuu Shinkaigan

Isabella was resurrected by the Voidlord Nefarian, acquiring burgundy eyes that were void touched. As one of the Voidseers, she acquired 30 additional health points and the ability of activating the Shinkaigan, as well as using the [redacted] abilities. Insofar, she has managed to delve into battle with Sanity in stake a multitude of times, becoming quite proficient in it. Suffering defeat at the hands of Nefarian, she was made to choose, siding fully with Humanity, while retaining her darker side. Her resolution evolved her knowledge of the the void further, and allowed her to awaken the Cosmic Shinkaigan.

With the Cosmic Shinkaigan came a choice to pick a path, which she chose as the Temporal Mastery. With her journey beginning, she is yet to earn a Temporal boon.

At the Boundary (Passive): Cosmic Shinkaigan wielders begin to master their Dōjutsu, specializing in Temporal Shinkaigan techniques. The Cosmic user’s basic Temporal Shinkaigan customs are able to have higher than normal chakra. At the Boundary is earned after completing four B-Rank Ninja World missions or two battles.

Frigid Depths of Engur (N/A): Temporal specialists become able to use the advanced application of Primordial Incipience, earned by completing two A-Rank missions or a single battle.

Twin Rivers of Life (Passive): Grants the user’s Temporal Shinkaigan techniques a 20% chance, rolled for in Official Rolls, to cost the user no Chakra; techniques maintain their effective Chakra for the purposes of clashes. Earned by completing two S-Rank missions or completing two battles.

Ephemeral Existence (Passive): The user’s Temporal Cosmic Shinkaigan custom techniques can target living beings, Creations, Summons, and other living entities that otherwise cannot be targeted by Temporal techniques. Earned by completing three S-Rank missions or winning a single battle.

(TBH)Nascent Reality (N/A): The user gains the ability to use the advanced Temporal application of Transient Reality. Earned by completing five S-Rank Ninja World missions or winning two battles.


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Taijutsu Affinity & Surreal Palm Mastery

Isabella is a fast ands strong Taijutsu fighter and overall close combat specialist. She can use Surreal Palm, Bukijutsu, Strong Fist, and Free Form fighting, switching easily between them in battle, as well as a large array of Different Fighting Styles. Her style is quick and accurate, able to target various weak spots on her enemy's body. She is flexible and agile, enabling her to outmaneuver most opponents, as well as giving her great reflexes, especially after having trained in Yang. Through her life, she accumulated several fightning styles, namely Surreal Palm, Lazy Fist, Déjà Fu which are all Gentaijutsu, alongside Mantis Fist and 9 Verses of Shakujo.

Delving even deeper into the teachings of different Fightning Styles, she developed one above all others, specializing in Surreal Palm, becoming a Wonder or a Surrealist. Awareness of genjutsu comes naturally according the user's rank. A practitioner of Sage (official) has awareness up to S rank. Awareness does not mean immunity, it simply means they know their senses are being manipulated, and thus they have to do something about it. Masters of this style are capable of awareness 1 rank superior than their normal rank, and, same wise, bypass the genjutsu layering rules up to 4 times per battle, allowing them to use techniques 1 rank lower than normal to defend from a genjutsu.
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Medjutsu Mastery & Fuuinjutsu Affinity

Isabella has exceptionally high intelect and control over her mind and body funtions. She acquired the skill of using Fuuinjutsu and Advanced Fuuinjutsu, as well as mastery over Medjutsu and the arts of healing and unhealing. She produced her own poison called Shaman's Voodoo and a toxic-less variant called Santeria.

Name Of Poison: Shaman's Voodoo

Creator: Lili-Chwan

Type: Neurological and Intestinal and Vascular

Ingredients and Background: Selection of Amanita, Psylobe, Claviceps and Gyromitra mushrooms.

This poison utilizes all of Liliana's knowledge in fungus, as given by her Mushroom Element, as well as Decay and Medical Ninjutsu, allowing her to pinpoint and combine active molecules in each mushroom in order to fabricate a poison heavily reliant of Hallucinogenics and Genjutsu, while dually working the body into a state of slow decay and death.

The poison appears as a black mist of spore-like particles, carrying the neurotoxins. They can be ingested, breathed in or absorbed through the skin, the latter of which is a process much like actual fungi, creates microscopic root-like protrusions that pierce the surface of the skin to infect the bloodstream. These are normally spread through the air, though they can be carried through the water, seemingly dissolving in it. In condensed form, usually employed for storage in vials, it appears as a black goo, with syrup-like consistency. This can either be warmed passively by running fire chakra through one's hand, unleashing the black spore cloud, or dropped in water, where it will taint it.

When in the air in mist form, the poison won't be able to spread (without help form techniques) much further than the original deployment area (Short-range from the point where it becomes a mist) nor for a long time (lingers in the area for 4 turns) before becoming harmless. However, when in its "goo form", it will never deactivate though will never passively transform into mist (needs air temperatures above 40ºC to become a mist). If one contaminates water with the poison, the resulting water will be poisonous forever but much slower acting. Basically, the effects are the same but progress at half the speed.

Description of Effects: The body of the Poison consists of Muscimol and Ibotenic Acid, gathered from mushrooms of the Amanita Genus. This combination produces an immediate effect on the opponent's mind, as the Muscimol and Ibotenic Acid cause CNS depression, which results in a sort of sedation of the target, with an heavy disassociative shattering of the user's mentality and perception. This isolates the mind from the body, similar to many Complete Sensory Manipulation Genjutsu but biological in nature and thus not Genjutsu but a Hallucionation.

Then, the rest of the poison's toxin cocktail start to act, on both the Mind and the Body, previously disassociated by the main core of the poison. At the level of the Mind, the poison carries a mixture of Psilocybin and Psilocin toxins, gathered from mushrooms of the Psylobe Genus, which create an arousal of the CNS in a pinpoint, producing controllable hallucionations within the sedation of the Amanita-based core. Practically speaking, this means that, associated with every usage of this Poison, there is an underlining Hallucionation that takes form which will populate the mind of the target of this poison while under the disassociative state. This hallucination can then be manipulated by users of Medical and Mushroom Ninjutsu, by shifting the active toxins of the Psylobe mushrooms and shifting the illusion.

At the level of the body, the poison will slowly kill. The poison carries a mixture of Alpha-Amanitin, from Amanita Mushrooms, Gyromitrin, from Gyromitra Mushrooms, and Ergotamine, from Claviceps Mushrooms. This cocktail of toxin slowly but surely starts working on the target's Liver and Vascular system. Alpha-Amanitin and Gyromitrin will cause Liver malfunction and intense gastrointestinal irritation, which won't produce any sort of pain because of the disassociation effect. This damage to the digestive organs will slowly expand into others, like the stomach and kidney, causing the internal organs to fail which lead to respiratory failure, coma and death. Ergotamine has heavy vasocompressor proprieties, which will cause the vessels to shut down, preventing the proper circulation of blood, slowly causing gangrene of the limbs, resulting in their loss and decay.

In the first turn of effect, the disassociation of the Mind and the Body occurs, and the target will immediately feel the effects of the Hallucination, while the organs start to malfunction. On the second turn, the internal organs will malfunction, while the limbs will slowly be drained of blood, with gangrene and necrosis starts acting up on the limbs. On the third turn, the body will shutdown, respiratory failure occurs and the limbs are beyond saving, with extremities starting to fall. Death occurs in the fourth turn.

Additional Effects: The effects of this technique are an hallucination that mimics genjutsu, not a genjutsu itself, and thus can't be blocked as such. To get rid of the infection, one must counteract the poison. The proteins in the neurotoxins are volatile to fire, and will progressively denature when exposed to high heat, beyond that of a severe fever. Lightning can also counteract the proteins, though to a lesser extend. Water and earth will not impede or lower the potency of the fungal poison.

The generic hallucination, after shattering one's mind, is a dream-like world resembling a dark swamp with fairy lights. The target will be able to move in this realm, and interact with the trees, the waters and the lights, as well as with the odd sound or critter, but won't be able to feel the outside world, the real world. To change the hallucionation, it is required physical contact, which the opponent won't feel, and then charge chakra through the touch, while changing the illusion. This control is passive and can be done to manipulate the hallucination at the users whim. If the user removes direct contact, the hallucionation will passively and slowly revert back to the original form.

As the Poison works on two different levels, one can employ a neat version of Shaman's Vodoo, colloquially called Santeria, which has just the Hallucinogenic aspect. Basically, when holding a vial the user will infuse it with water chakra as well as heat to both lower the effects of the poison dilluting them but also to create the mist (now in larger quantity, lasting the same 4 turns and spreading through to mid-range) to poison nearby targets. As this process is mediated by chakra, the user can remove the lethal properties of the poison and rettain the hallucionagenic and dissociative ones, allowing Santeria to create a shared dream realm, where, within Short-range, the poison will link together multiple targets of the Santeria concoction, and keep them on a synchronized hallucionation, as long as either the user retains physical contact with at least one of the targets, or, if the user infects himself with Santeria, within short range of all the targets, he or she can keep manipulating the realm at will.

Note:
-The creator needs to ingest the poison in goo form to be poisoned
-Poison cannot be given to anyone due to the complexity of its use and creation

Summoning Arts, Nightmare Foxes, Box Jellyfishes & Parrots

Isabella is the holder of the Parrot Summoning Contract, and is capable of summoning Altorio Parrots, and be summoned by them. The Parrot Contract entails all birds under the Psittaciformes Order, that reside within the rainforest plateau of Altorio. She has access to the Parrot Arts, the supporting ninjutsu of the Parrot Contract.

Isabella is also the holder of the Box Jellyfish Summoning Contract, and is capable of summoning Archipelago Boxes, and be summoned by them. The Box Contract entails all cnidarians under the Cubozoa Class, that reside within the tropical coralreef of Archipelago. She has access to the Box Arts, the supporting ninjutsu of the Box Contract, and, as the holder of the contract, she possesses Damballah Weddo himself. The contract grants her, while not total immunity, an higher resistance to Cubozoan venom. She possesses the mark of the Archipelago Family, a tattoo that allows her to summon boxes.

After contact with the Nightmare Foxes, she has become the sole user and contractor of the species, capable of summoning and being summoned by the Legendary Kitsune.

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φ Arsenal & Fuuin Tags
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Weapons

Her custom weapon is a 1.5m long Chakra Wood Tree Blowgun called the Fugu stick and she acquired the God Slaying Tool: Fire Iron, an unsuspecting hollow rod with three sharp prongs. She can summon either with the LBS tags alongside a generic Shakujo with a thorned vine application.
( Fugu ) Blowfish

Type: Weapon
Rank: N/A
Range: N/A
Chakra Cost: N/A
Damage Points: N/A
Description: Fugu is a hollowed 1.5 meter long wooden stick, made with the Chakra Tree wood. It is a personalized weapon, allowing only the user to wield or manipulate it (Even if the opponent has Wood chakra or similar). By charging chakra into the Fugu and blowing through it, the user can shoot out Chakra-materialized thread needles, which gain substance and properties based on the technique used. These thread needles are the same size as vaccine needles, thus, to the naked eye, they become hard (yet not impossible) to see when in motion. Upon hitting a target, they serve to infuse their element into the target's body, albeit in a very small area.

#1: Needle Shooting - The Main purpose of the Fugu stick is to be a blowgun weapon. The user is capable of loading it with Needles or performing Needle-based Bukijutsu or Ninjutsu through it. This can be done chakralessly, by physically loading the hollow tube with ammunition and then blowing through it or spinning the tube, which can launch the needle up to mid-range with great speed and accuracy. Once per turn, the user is capable of passively infusing 10 chakra into the Fugu stick, to boost the needle's damage and range by one tier ( +20 damage, +1 Range ). This is done in the same time frame as the technique used.

#2: Needle Materialization - Through the user's Fuuinjutsu mastery, the user is capable of performing Jutsu through the Fugu Stick, which will then materialize the jutsu with all its properties and damage into the shape of a threaded needle. This Ability does not bypass handseal requirements or range restrictions, such as turning a Rasengan or a shield Jutsu that goes up to short range into a raw chakra-style thread needle that can be shot up to short-range, to deal damage or release itself in the original shape. Similarly, one can create a chakra needle from a Genjutsu technique, and that will also be bound by the range that the Genjutsu had originally. The needle can then be used to pierce a target and deal the damage and auxiliary effects of the original technique. Alternatively, it can unseal the technique back into its original shape, expanding to full size and dealing the damage that way. Another example would be turning the Summoning Technique into a needle to summon the desired animal in the spot pierced by the needle. This ability is done by performing hand seals interwoven with the Fugu. A rank techniques can only be turned into needles 5 times per battle, and S ranks can only be turned into needles 3 times per battle. Forbidden Ranked techniques can't be turned into needles. After S ranked usage, this ability cannot be used for two turns.

#3: Form Manipulation - The user can change the form, density, and height of the Fugu stick at will, allowing the user to wield the Fugu like a staff, or for greater accuracy. The user is able to change the size of the Fugu stick up to 3 times it’s original size and even able to change it’s form into that of a different weapon, albeit limitedly, taking the shape of generic weapons through which the user can perform other categories of Bukijutsu, such as Kenjutsu for a sword or 9 Verses of Shakujo for the homonymous weapon. Losing the hollow tube will revoke the access to the #1 and #2 abilities, but the ranked form change can be embued into attacks of defenses using the weapon itself, acquiring the S&W of Neutrality to Tai/Ken and Elemental Ninjutsu. Form Manipulation can be actively used once per turn. This ability can collectively be used 5 times a battle and costs 30 chakra to perform, burning a cost of 5 chakra per turn to sustain. To transform into a different weapon altogether, the user must expend 40 chakra and these changes last up to 3 turns each with a cooldown time of the same length.

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( Kamikorosu: Hikakibo ) God Slayer: Fire Iron
Type: God-Slaying Artifact
Rank: C
Range: N/A
Chakra: N/A
Damage: N/A
Description: The Fire Iron is an instrument wielded to tend a fire now forged as a God-Slaying Tool. It is a rather small weapon, roughly two and a half feet in length. Its most notable feature is the three pronged trident-like tips at the end, sharpened to make an excellent stabbing weapon although not particularly suited to cut. This forged Fire Iron specifically is hollowed from the inside, with open ended tips that excel at releasing fire from them. This particular Fire Iron was forged for Isabella; because it is a product of certain Atavistic techniques it is bound to her soul, its anti-Divinity properties are able to pierce the defenses afforded to Divine enemies in the Ninja World. This does not confer a God-Slaying Tool the ability to defeat properties of Anutu or its sub-components; it is specifically targeted against Divine enemies in the Ninja World and the Divinity that they possess. With proper focusing and enhancements perhaps this weapon can become even stronger.

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Tools & Ninja Tech

Instead of the usual paper tags, Isabella possesses HAET Paper tags, developed by the Third Mizukage, Keotsu Eclipse. She usually prefers senbons and needles, usually tagged, rather than kunai or shuriken. She acquired the Triton Mask from Alucard, the Chimera.
(Jūhō Kibaku Fuda) Heavy Artillery Exploding Tag

Rank: N/A
Type: Offensive
Range: N/A
Chakra: N/A
Damage: N/A
Description: A heavy-duty version of the standard issue paper bomb, this exploding tag has about ten times the destructive power of a regular exploding tag, and is generally used in heavy demolition. Other than being .5 inches longer than a regular exploding tag and with the kanji for “erupt” instead of “explode” in the middle, they cannot be discerned from their weaker counterparts at a glance. These exploding tags can be used in place of weaker ones in jutsu involving them.
*In order to use these, it must be mentioned in the user’s bio that they carry this version of the exploding tag – otherwise, the user cannot use these.
*Taught by KeotsuEclipse*
(Toritonmasuku) - Triton Mask

Type: Tool
Rank: B
Range: N/A
Chakra: 20(-5/turn)
Damage: N/A
Description: The triton mask is an advanced yet tiny mouthpiece that lets the user breathe under water and in other hazardous environments where gases that chokes humans could be a threat. The mask simply converts water into breathable air when used under water, while in other situations store enough oxygen for the user to survive in hazardous instances for one hour before getting too low. Warnings are always given to the user whenever the mask starts to run low on oxygen and will start run the same type of program as when submerged underwater, which is to convert the surrounding gases or liquids into breathable oxygen. Obviously this doesn't work for the most potent poisons but up to B rank it could still be very dependable. The mask will always work underwater though until the device is either broken or faced with enough water pressure that it breaks. The users needs to spend chakra constantly to convert gases into breathable oxygen but not for water.

Note: Can counter poisonous gases or other hazards that affects the users breathing up to B rank at the cost of chakra per turn.
Note: Lets the user breathe under water indefinitely.
Body Seals

Isabella possesses two tiny Lightning Blade Creation Seals underneath her wrists, through which she is capable of summoning a myriad of weapons, including the above-mentioned. In her back she was tattooed by Barney with the Seal of the Water God. Her left forearm carries the Box Jellyfish Veve that holds the Box Contract. Her right forearm is lined feathers symbolizing Altorio Crest which holds the Parrot Contract. Each weaves a Kitsunegan, Nightmare Fox Eye, for the Kitsune Contract.
Fuuinjutsu: Mizu No Kami No Shirushi | Sealing Arts: Seal of the Water God

Type: Supplementary
Rank: A-Rank
Range: Short
Chakra: 30
Damage: N/A
Description: The seal of the Water God is a special seal developed for the purpose to aid the user in tough situations. The seal itself is a circle of kanji surrounding the kanji for "Divine" in the middle. The user himself is the seal and can manifest it in any part of his body he wishes. The seal only works against Water techniques and is a very good defense against them. The seal activates and draws in any nearby water technique into himself, storing both the water and the chakra it contained inside of it. The seal can then serve multiple purposes:
-Reverence of God: The user will use the sealed, chakra infused, water to boost the damage of another water technique. Once he has absorbed an enemy technique, he does the handseals or rituals, needed for his own technique and, instead of its normal release, releases the technique from the seal itself (generally manifesting it in his hands). The end result is the water technique that the user performed with the addition of damage of the technique he had absorbed. The damage added is equal to the chakra points absorbed. Can be used 2 times.
-Divine Will: The user will use the sealed, chakra infused, water to combo with another elemental technique. Once he has absorbed an enemy technique he does the handseals or rituals needed for his own technique and, instead of its normal release, releases the technique from the seal itself (generally manifesting it in his hands). The end result is an elemental combo of both water and the element of the technique he performed. The rank of the combo is equal to rank of the elemental technique used although becoming a dual elemental technique. Can be used 2 times.
-Touch of Drought: The user will manifest the seal in both his hands and absorb any nearby moisture or water into the seal in a mere moment. This can be used to negate weather patterns such as clouds or mist but also to make it harder to breathe or to drain water sources. This can also be used to, upon touching an enemy, induce a temporary dehydration to the enemy, making him stumble and lose focus as well as stamina and strength, as he feels dizzy and weak. The effects last one turn. Can be used 2 times.
Note: Absorbing a technique counts as a move and can only be done 3 times. Cannot absorb more than one at a time.
Note: The seal can be combined with techniques that can logically be combined with a "water burst" from his body, as its follows logic and reasoning
Note: The seal can only be used max 3 times and the effects used depend on the user but neither can be used more than 2 times
Note: The user must wait a turn before using it again
Note: The seal has to be stated in the biography
Note: Only McRazor can teach this
(Kuchiyose: Raikō Kenka) - Summoning: Lightning Blade Creation

Rank: B-Rank
Type: Supplementary
Range: Short
Chakra cost: N/A (-5 per tool/weapon)
Damage points: N/A
Description: This is a special "ninja tool summon" that allows the user to seal basic ninja tools, like shurikens, kunais, swords, etc into sealing marks placed on their clothes or their body. The ninja tools can be summoned in an instant just by touching the sealing "marks". The greatest advantage of this technique is that the time between taking out a ninja tool, taking the right stance and actually throwing it is greatly reduced and one can unleash a barrage of weapons with great speed in a small time window. Also when a weapon such as a Fūma Shuriken is summoned, the time needed to throw it can be further shortened by having prepared the weapon in fully extended form beforehand. Sasuke even shown that you can have the weapons connected to wires and linked to their sealing marks and used the technique in sealing marks he placed in his wrist bracers.
Note: Can summon up to 30 basic tools per sealing mark and can have up to 2 sealing marks.
Void Artifacts

She has acquired 5 void artifacts, which take the shape of a Magatama necklace with 5 black crystal tomoes.
(Mukō: Yūryō) – Void: Charged

Type: Void Infused Artifact
Rank: B
Range: Short – Long
Chakra: N/A
Damage: N/A
Description: A Void Infused modification that does not act as an Accumulator or Spender; rather, it passively increases the user’s maximum Void Infusion cap by 1. This can be stacked with other Charged Void Infused Artifacts, including itself if the user owns multiple copies.

(Mukō: Soshi Chūnyū) – Void: Elemental Infusion
Type: Void Infused Artifact
Rank: B
Range: Short – Long
Chakra: N/A
Damage: N/A
Description: Whenever the user uses an A-Rank or higher elemental technique of one of the basic five natures they have a 20% chance to gain a single Void Infusion. This can occur once every two turns. This chance is increased to 40% when the user uses a Forbidden ranked elemental technique.

(Mukō: Senmon Chūnyū) – Void: Specialized Infusion

Type: Void Infused Artifact
Rank: A
Range: Short – Long
Chakra: N/A
Damage: N/A
Description: Whenever the user uses a technique within a field of their specializations, they have a 25% chance to gain a single Void Infusion, occurring at most once every two turns.

(Mukō: Mukō no Tsuyosa) – Void: Strength of the Void

Type: Void Infused Artifact
Rank: B
Range: Short – Long
Chakra: N/A
Damage: N/A
Description: Activated passively at the cost of one Void Infusion; Strength of the Void increases the potency of the user’s next four offensive techniques by 20 damage.

(Mukō: Noroi no Abuzu) – Void: Curse of Abzu

Type: Void Infused Artifact
Rank: A
Range: Short – Long
Chakra: N/A
Damage: N/A
Description: Activated passively and consumes two stacks of Void Infusion; allows the user to steal all of their opponent’s stacks of Void Infusion within range.

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φ Note: Updating [x]
Adding Temporal Uchuu Mastery Tier 1-4
Adding Yang
Changing Fuuin Spec from Primary Single Handseal to Gen Spec Advanced AA Layering.
Re-wrote 8th to 10th chapter, added the 11th


φ Note: Barney is awesome
 
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