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Stepping away from the informant desk Ichimaru Suddenly heard a ruckus outside as he was soon to prop the twin glass doors open to view outside. To his wildest imagination he saw what appeared to be a giant sharigan eye in the place of the moons origin. He'd never before witnessed such a technique and for something to be so realistic the person displaying this must be a dangerous person if encountered. "what the hell is going on now?..." He sighed momentarily just before looking around seeing nothing but frozen buildings and chunks of ice falling from the sky. If he was going to do something he'd have to do it right away before anyone got seriously injured or worse from such a barbaric technique style. "looks as if I have no choice but to interfere with who's ever is doing this... Kage Bunshin Cancelation." Ichimaru inhaled gently as he regrouped his thoughts all of his clones had been canceled and would soon be used to create a mass defense against the giant hail gripping the fear of those within the village. "Kage no Bunshin!" eight clones appeared only to disperse into either direction, most of them would rotate into a circle around the inner village as two of the Ichimaru's would stay center stage. "Now all at once, Gravity Pulse!" within a few seconds the clones as well as Ichimaru gripped what seemed to be spheres of Pure energy as their hands came into the air their fingers gripped into the energy mass as it erupted with great force, While using several gravity pulse techniques at once it would no doubt cover a wide range of the village, almost if not completely protecting it from any harmful obstacles. As the Shield like Structures expanded they began to form into one globe like arena as everything falling from the sky was no converted into moist air particles.

As the globe like structure would continue to stand so long as the energy force was sustained it left Ichimaru with one choice but to find that of the source. It wouldn't be hard though, He was looking for an outsider someone who was no doubt an Uchiha and it seemed their attention was on something more than just to stir up the village it's self. Ichimaru wouldn't assault the intruder but rather trail him if he could. He looked up into the sky for a moments time to notice something odd about the Eye it's self. It seemed to be fixated on one point of origin in which appeared to be the same location in which he needed to go to learn the sealing jutsu. Are they planning to kill the old man!? damn it...this idiot is aggravating me to my wits end..." He sighed as a clone walked to his current location before taking over his area of shielding, Ichimaru would have to make it a rush order to protect the old man and learn the sealing Jutsu. As he raced through the initial village he couldn't help but feel like this was all some how made up as if it were a dream, the feeling was mutual as he had encountered feelings like this when under a genjutsu, So the initial terms for the bogus ruckus was to simply put fear into peoples eyes and raise their tensions as the Uchiha got by without any one within his way to begin with. Ichimaru sighed as he hurried up towards the back gates of the village that lead straight to the elders house in which stood between the mountains of Kumogakure. Why must I be tempted into battle... I really don't feel like fighting...

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Sorain skidded to a halt the moment he was directly confronted by his opponent. For several moments he remained silent and motionless, as if he were trying to figure out if this was real at all. He turned his head slightly to the side, letting his crimson red eyes layer over his target in an attempt to gauge his power. Was this someone that he could really ignore? The arrogance that he posed to confront him alone told Sorain otherwise. Lifting his head to the Sharingan eye in the sky Sorain calmly allowed the eye lids to close and evaporate into nothingness. "Alright.." He said with a bare tone as not to alert anyone else of his position, just in case reinforcements were already called. Curling his nose and clinching his teeth, as he often did, Sorain expelled sweat from his body which instantly evaporated into the air, creating a mist like substance around him which he used as a dazzling attack to see to it that he made the first move.

Using the veil of vapor surrounding him Sorain made his move quickly, "..Lets see what you got!" he yelled while forming hand seals. From the icy ground below several mirrors formed all around the area, trapping them even more in the already tight ally way. The positioning was perfect, playing directly into Sorains advantage. They were in a small ally with only two exits, forward and back, with hardly any room to move in any other direction. As the mirrors began to form Sorain quickly closed off the remaining holes. Three mirrors formed in the air, one behind him, one behind his target, and a single one between them. Smirking slightly Sorain moved into a rapid dash before leaping in the air, next he curled his body, allowing it to mold into the icy brick that was his Ice Mirrors. The exact instant that his body was completely submerged in the ice, from each of the other five mirrors an exact copy of his body appeared and began to move around in a haphazard pattern before they had all shifted mirrors dozens of times. Before too long the real Sorain would be more than difficult to detect, let alone actually attack. "Lets make this quick.. I've got work to do!" all six of them said in unison.

Raze without que moved directly into action, initiating the first attack meant to gauge the strength of their opponent. Raze in all truth was the best companion that Sorain could ever ask for, the obedience to follow instruction, with the cunning to make its own proper judgement. There normal plan would be to move into their quick wind combo to leave their target unable to continue battling. But in this case it was simply unwise to make such an obvious front attack against an opponent to which they had know clue of his strength. If this attack was unssescully then it would mean that Sorains efforts would need to be increase, but if the attack were to hit, then he would know which way he needed to proceed. His goal was to try and end this as quickly as possible. Every second that passed by the risk of more Shinobi showing up and turning the tide of the battle increased. This needed to be done stratigically and as quickly as possible. Realizing all of the thoughts and desires of its master, Rizu sprung into action. Planting its four feet tightly before hunching its neck forward and expelling a large gust of wind. If the effects took hold, the wind would appear to be in the form of thousands of tiny shuriken made from solid ice, that would rip its target to shreds.

Raijin dropped down to one knee, his left arm limp beside him as he clutched at it's bleeding form. Once again he was just dramatizing the situation, hoping to cause the opponent to drop their estimations of him and also drop their guard a bit. The ploy was already some what a success as the intruder continued to shuffle himself and his clones through his array of ice mirrors all the way his exact position still being tracked by Raijin himself... though their was a possibility that he had some how noticed that Raijin knew where he was and was simply doing this in an attempt to shake him off, but that was unlikely as from start to finish the boy had never once let on his knowledge of his whereabouts. At least not until now...

With a decisive movement, Raijin leaned foreword in his crouch and lunged foreword at the beast before him. His hands quickly slipped into his holster; his left hand quickly retrieving two kunais and a pill that without delay he tossed before him that he would catch in his mouth as he pulled the other kunai into his free hand. Spinning in his lunge towards the wolf he pulled the kunai up to slice along it's muzzle and throat. But his attention wasn't focused on the mutt but rather the owner as he let his eyes follow his movements through the spin so when it was complete and he had landed on all fours he would easily kick away from the wolf to spear head the kunai into the path of his target.

If he was lucky, the kunai would lodge itself into the intruder's ankle and topple him to the ground but if not he would be able to alter his path and force him backwards. Regardless of which ever, Raijin's body would quickly speed its way to his target and position himself behind him, his charged palm out stretched to the boy's back. With a growl and a bright light, the electrical charge would be released and blast out at the intruder and the mirror that he had been attempting to go into. The force of the blast would rip apart and shred the walls on either side of the alleyway as the blast javelined its way to Sorain and the mirror he was attempting to enter, and if all was well the blast would possibly even destroy the mirrors themselves.

As Sorain moved through the air he soon realized that there was nothing that he could do to save himself AND his companion. It was simply out of his grasp, perhaps he was too full of himself? Perhaps he over estimated his own ability? Closing his eyes Sorain leaned himself forward, taking the full effect of the series of Kunai as well as the strike of lightning that blasted a gashing scar across his chest. His world began to turn into nothingness, already he could feel the coldness of his ice shattering around him, the clones turning to nothing, and even Raze whom he had sacrificed himself for, turned to nothing as the summoning link was destroyed. Sorains body landed with a thud against the cold ground in a pool of his own blood. His heart began to slow down creating a debt of blood to his brain, causing it to eventually shut down. A slow smile slid across his face as he realized that this would most likely be the end of him, a man of great ambition cut down far too early. There was nothing else that he could do now, even if he managed to survive this he would no doubt be found out, and sent back to Kirigakure to await his demise. As he lay there on the ground covered in his own blood a since of peace washed over him. He no longer needed to fight.. at least for now, he could take a much needed rest.

A confident smile spread across Raijin's lips as his body and clothes instantly repaired themselves, his blood drenched form swiftly recovering itself to it's natural state. So it had all just been an illusion and now that he had gotten rid of that annoying wolf and knocked out the intruder he was free of it's effects. Wearily he rolled his shoulders and brought a hand to massage the back of his neck, the clean up squad would be there any moment and someone would come to scold him about the damage he had done to the buildings in his assault against the shinobi but it didn't matter to him. The people would find him a hero, the genin that took down the dangerous shinobi that came to assault their village and with the chuunin exams only a short stretch away, it would look wonderful on his record.

The thoughts of his heroics were only still fresh in his mind when a cold chill rolled down his spine. The area around him froze over and the ground began to shake, a presence that struck pure fear into his heart rising up from behind him. Quickly he spun around with his eyes wide with fear as he stared into the face of the beast... the tailed.... beast... . Arms swinging up to protect himself as the wings of the demon flapped away and a shock wave of air pulsated through the alleyway. His hair flung back and his skin crawled away from his face as the wind battered away at him and eventually sent him flying away as the buildings themselves shattered away on all sides.

Trembling the boy rose back up on shaking legs, his eyes nervously staring back at the demonic shinobi before him. "I... I..... I WONT LET YOU!!!" Raijin howled as he gripped and pulled off both of his gloves from his hands and tossed them to the ground, his brows pulling tightly together as he pulled together the last amount of courage he had. "I AM RAIJIN YOSHIMOTO! AND I WILL DEFEAT YOU!!" He howled one last time before taking off at a mad dash to the beast, his fists raised to assail his target as much as possible. He would knock it back, he would overwhelm it, and he would defeat it with every piece of power he had left in him.