Lol just stumbled upon this that I made awhile ago.
Now on his third day, Kakashi found himself stepping out of the dense forest into an open field. A slow breeze whispered across his face and carried with it the scent of another man. It was the target, moving slowly, East of Kakashi’s position, straight towards him.
“Have I been discovered?” questioned Kakashi, as he clapped his hands together before pressing his palm to the ground. In a puff of smoke, Pakkun appeared before him, citing the beauty blossoming from the grass field, which is home to a variety of floral bushes.
“Listen closely.” Kakashi ordered. “An enemy is among us. I need you to divert his attention off of me. Where my headband, this way, when he tracks my scent, it will be you that he follows. I’m going to conceal my stench with the earth.”
“Just wonderful. Looks like I’m saving your ass once again, but don’t expect me to fight ‘em.” Stated Pakkun.
But Kakashi’s intent lied within a diversion, and Pakkun was to play that role. Kakashi hid underground, awaiting the target to approach Pakkun.
In an instant the enemy had reached Pakkun’s location. Cleverly, Pakkun had transformed his appearance to mimic that of Kakashi’s.
In a burst of laughter, the Target exclaimed, “Well, you didn’t think I’d let you continue tailing me without a proper greeting, did ya?”
Before he could blink, Kakashi blasted out of the earth underneath the Targets feet. Kakashi grabbed his targets hand and jerked it behind his back, while a razor edged kunai was aimed at his neck.
“Give me the scroll.” As Kakashi said this, the Target turned around suddenly, delivering a swift elbow to Kakashi’s temple, and then, kicked his chest to draw some distance between them. In creating an opening, the Target formed hand seals.
“Katon! Goukakyu no jutsu!” The Target bellowed as a fireball formed from his breath like a dragon.
“Shit, doton, doryuheki!” As fast as light, Kakashi countered with impressive reaction speed. As the fire singed the mud wall, Kakashi created a shadow clone that flanked around the fire with raikiri charged up.
The target noticed the clone and reached for his katana. In a flash, the raikiri snapped the sword in half before piercing the enemy’s heart. He had fallen. Mission complete.
Now on his third day, Kakashi found himself stepping out of the dense forest into an open field. A slow breeze whispered across his face and carried with it the scent of another man. It was the target, moving slowly, East of Kakashi’s position, straight towards him.
“Have I been discovered?” questioned Kakashi, as he clapped his hands together before pressing his palm to the ground. In a puff of smoke, Pakkun appeared before him, citing the beauty blossoming from the grass field, which is home to a variety of floral bushes.
“Listen closely.” Kakashi ordered. “An enemy is among us. I need you to divert his attention off of me. Where my headband, this way, when he tracks my scent, it will be you that he follows. I’m going to conceal my stench with the earth.”
“Just wonderful. Looks like I’m saving your ass once again, but don’t expect me to fight ‘em.” Stated Pakkun.
But Kakashi’s intent lied within a diversion, and Pakkun was to play that role. Kakashi hid underground, awaiting the target to approach Pakkun.
In an instant the enemy had reached Pakkun’s location. Cleverly, Pakkun had transformed his appearance to mimic that of Kakashi’s.
In a burst of laughter, the Target exclaimed, “Well, you didn’t think I’d let you continue tailing me without a proper greeting, did ya?”
Before he could blink, Kakashi blasted out of the earth underneath the Targets feet. Kakashi grabbed his targets hand and jerked it behind his back, while a razor edged kunai was aimed at his neck.
“Give me the scroll.” As Kakashi said this, the Target turned around suddenly, delivering a swift elbow to Kakashi’s temple, and then, kicked his chest to draw some distance between them. In creating an opening, the Target formed hand seals.
“Katon! Goukakyu no jutsu!” The Target bellowed as a fireball formed from his breath like a dragon.
“Shit, doton, doryuheki!” As fast as light, Kakashi countered with impressive reaction speed. As the fire singed the mud wall, Kakashi created a shadow clone that flanked around the fire with raikiri charged up.
The target noticed the clone and reached for his katana. In a flash, the raikiri snapped the sword in half before piercing the enemy’s heart. He had fallen. Mission complete.
