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Soul was preparing the entire fight.. the prefight jitters had been flowing through his veins as he watched Sai burst off into the blizzard. He had been looking up to Sai as an image, an idea. He had never really seen what he could do. Soul had looked at his appearance and used his attitude to decide that he was a good fighter, which was a complete novice move, but watching Sai take off into battle with such confidence was enough to prove his theories correct. The ice land around him was vast and he could find so many places to seek cover until he was given the order to attack. Soul scanned the battle field and realized it was going to be difficult to see through the blizzard for both parties.

How am I supposed to defend either of them if I can’t even see them? s**t this isn’t good. I guess I will just have to take cover until Sorain breaks this blizzard. Soul began to jump onto the many levels of the ice field. He kept his head down and covered his tracks with every landing. He remained in the shadows so as not to bring attention to himself. It was made perfectly clear that he was to remain hidden and would be more like a hidden ace in this battle. At the beginning Soul feared that the two twins would need more assistance than just him and the other two misfits in their group. Then again the first attack had made it nearly clear that Sai and Sorain were not fooling around in the least bit. Once Soul found a nice under hang to hide in he watched the battle from above.

The battle was mesmerizing Ice mirrors and ninja were going to and fro as the battle waged on. Ice was being thrown as far as the eye could see and the blizzard continued to blow in it’s full furry. The enemy was caught off guard and thrown to their backs into the ice. He felt the intense urge to throw his fist into the air and woohoo with excitement. He thought for sure a couple would be downed for good. Before too long it became obvious that the fight would not be ending so quickly. They stood and regrouped with mass confusion. They weren't prepared for the first attack, but attempted to prepare for another. Just off in the distance it was evident that another battle was being fought. There was a guy.. it seemed to be the guy who had found them earlier and gave them the completely unuseful information about the upcoming attack. He was fighting some ferrel boy. He seemed to be a fierce fighter. For the most part it looked like a good fight, but before long the guy fell before the ferrel beast. He resembled and fought with the furiosity of an animal rather than a shinobi. When the battle was over his battle cry could be heard. Then he seemed to take the guys head and tie it to his belt. What the hell is up with that guy. Did he really just rip that guys head off then place it onto his belt? This is crazy.. I have to keep my head on… wow… haha.

Soul crouched lower as the fight went on and the ferrel boy seemed to join into their battle. Surveying the area it seemed as though Soul and his team were winning, One had been knocked out, a few others were stunned, and one or so were caught up in a genjutsu. It seems that guys information was off if he thought he was the only healer in the group… Once a couple had been healed and restored it was all or nothing. Soul was ready. The signal came in from Sai as he prepared his strike. Wait for the second blast.. then all I have to do is defend.. I have to be ready for anything. The smallest hand signs or attacks aimed at the sky could be towards Sorain and it’s up to me to stop them. One…. Two!

It was time for action. He could see one of the shinobi on the opposing team stepping forward. He seemed to be the leader of the squad as he began to shout orders. Really?! Retreating already? I haven’t even gotten to enjoy myself. Just then the attack was set. Soul could see as the jelly fish were created and crouched low like a lion preparing to strike. He was ready. He would stop this with everything he had. The Water clone and the real shinobi, which ever was which, charged at the twins and kicked at the ice shattering it. The clone, so Soul believed seemed to go back while the real one remained to take on the twin. This is your chance. Protect them! Soul began the hand signs that would release his jutsu to defend the twins. He was pumping his chakra and focusing it just as he had been trained so many times before. He was seconds away from releasing the power he had kept inside for so long when he froze. He choked. He felt the strength and the power within himself building and was taken back to that day.. the day he had been chased down the empty back alleys. When he had been cornered and blacked out just to wake up in his bed as if nothing had happened. He was too afraid to let the power go, to free his strength. Within his head waves of emotions, memories, and pressures colided into a tidal wave of confusion.

Seconds slowed to a halt and all went dark. He was on his hands and knees panting in a back alley. He was at what appeared to be a dead end. Looking up he could see the brick and morter as it climbed up into a purple clouded sky. He was confused. Just seconds ago he was watching the battle that would decide whether he lived or died. He couldn’t tell what happened to the twins. Had they survived? Was he attacked and caught into some kind of genjutsu? Soul was trying to find the way back. If they survived then why was he here? Soul tried to relax but didn’t understand why he couldn’t catch his breath. Something was taking it away from him as if he had ran for a long time.. almost as if.. he had been chased. Soul’s stomach dropped right in that instant as he realized why his surroundings felt so familiar. He could smell it… The iron like scent that couldn’t be mistaken for anything, blood. It was in the air. Fear shot through his heart sending his nervs into an array of tangled knots. His knees shook and his arms became weak. He didn’t dare turn around. Taking breath after breath he slowly felt his way to the wall. Grasping onto the brick siding he pulled himself to his feet. Light headed from shock, Soul slowly turned his body to see the body.

Just as he had remembered in his nightmares the boy was laying face down. His legs were snapped in half, while his arms were broken in too many places to count. One limb had been gnawed off and his eyes… His eyes lay out on the concrete staring blankly into Soul’s very own as if seeing directly through him. Soul felt the acidic taste of vomit as it made its way up his throat. He could feel it bubbling and calling to spill onto the bloody ground before him. Soul took a step back and found himself against the wall. As he continued examining the boy he remembered the fear, the scent, the denial. He had been lieing to himself the entire time. He knew deep in the depths of his heart that this event had happened, but he hadn’t wanted to admit it. ”Hey there.. When are you going to stop being a little b***h and face me?” Soul was shocked at first. The voice he heard was his own… It was harsher and more sinister than his, but it was his own none the less. Soul looked up just above the body and saw what he had feared. It was himself, bloody and battered as if he had been in a fight. W-When did… How is that.. Who… ”Before you beat yourself up with all those questions running through your head why don’t you relax. See I’m you… well actually I’m better than you. See you’re weak. You couldn’t even defend those twins who have taken you in. You couldn’t let me loose. You couldn’t allow yourself, your power, your strength to go… and for that you are weak and don’t deserve the life you have. So I think I’ll take it!” Soul tried to back up again but found that his efforts were in vein, What do you mean take it? Wouldn’t that kill you as well?” Soul realized there was no running from him so he lowered himself into a defensive position and began to throw out hand signs. Just as fast as Soul put out the signs the copy signed just as fast. ”You see… I know everything there is about you because I am you. I am your power. I am what you are afraid to let out when you fight, when you get angry, when you need me. You choose to lock me away and I’m beginning to tire of your constant passivness. You WILL fall to me and I will be free. I will gain my freedom and run wild on all those who oppose us. You can sit back in this hell of a cage that I’ve called home ever since this night.” The copy nodded in the direction of the boy who lay dead, splattered and scattered across the ground. No… no this was a dream, it didn’t really happen. I remember waking up in my bed… I remember being clean and nothing was there, A smile played across the copies face as the thoughts flowed through Soul’s mind, ”Oh no, it did happen. You see you finally let me out. After being picked on for so long I couldn’t help but leap at the opportunity to tear into that ******** brats body. He was prime meat for my coming into the world and nothing has ever felt better. Though I do have to say I may have gotten carried away by the looks of it. Maybe if I didn’t you wouldn’t be the scatter brained p***y you are today. Regardless it ends now… You have two options… you either kill me or be killed. I’m done talking. With that the copy lept into the air and withdrew his chain and sickle. He spun them into the air then with the flick of his wrist propelled the sickle towards Soul. Soul was shocked, He was frozen with fear and didn’t know what to do. At the last second he ducked allowing the sickle to barely cut the tip of his hair. He could feel the electrical charge as it shot through his hair follicles and sent them standing on end more than usual. He withdrew his own sickle and chain and began to fight back. It became a battle of shocking proportions since, one always matching and countering the other. The smallest slip ups would throw the battle into a spiral of advantages to either side. Souls was more cautious and on defence while his more aggressive, powerful copy was striking with nothing less than the intent to kill. WHY WON’T YOU DIE!?! ”Haha… that’s right, get angry. Give me more strength. You don’t have the guts to do what it takes to win. You couldn’t even stand killing… it’s not in your blood!” Just then Soul dropped his guard. The copies sickle soared through the air and dug itself deep into Soul’s side. Blood sprayed and painted the brick wall as if creating art. While cringing Soul grabbed a hold of the chain, You think you know me?... You don’t have a clue… WHO I AM!... Soul pulled hard on the chain and dragged the copy towards him. Take a hit… and give TWO BACK! Soul’s head connected with the copies and sent blood flying into the air, before the copy could fall Soul grabbed his sickle upside down so the blade was away from his body and slashed viciously, carving into the copies body. It fell to it’s knees with a grin, ”You have found me… I’m free.” The copy began to dissipate into ashes that blew into the wind. Soul made his way over to where the boy had been just moments before. Confusion ran rampant through Soul’s mind. He turned around searching vigorously for the boy who he had killed so long ago. He almost gave up when he saw him… standing 5 feet from him with a note in his hand. He approached Soul and gave him the note with a smile. Soul took the note and watched as the boy turned and walked away before disappearing before his eyes. Looking down to the note, Soul began to read, ’I am sorry… I hope one day you can forgive me.’ Tears formed at the edges of his eyes, He was trying to say sorry… A bit of relief began to spread through Soul’s body with every heart beat. He felt lighter.

The world began to fade and he found himself crouched in the ice land of Sai’s creation. He came back in just enough time to see Sorrain and Sai defend against the attack sent by the shark like boy. I WON”T FAIL AGAIN! Soul began again with the hand signs, this time with more feeling, more anger, more intent. He broke the signs and activated his jutsu. Soul focused his chakra and created a polarized field, Soul created an air tight defense around him and any ally that was within his sight. If an opponent attacked the attack would be instantly struck by electrical currents in the air. The electrical currents would destroy the atoms and destroy the attack on a molecular level causing the attack to instantaneously disperse.