Mission Unlimited

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Last time

However, this particular problem was not important right now, no it was what was behind Naruto. A dark shape moved beneath the water, gliding swift and silent after the oblivious blond. Something that this figure carried with it as it moved was glowing an ominous, fiery red, despite the fact that it was underwater.

“SASUKE teme!” Naruto called loudly, running for the stern.

“Run FASTER, you DUMB SHIT!” Sasuke shouted back at him.
And Naruto, being Naruto, actually slowed down to glance back over his shoulder.
“WHAT! WHAT! Is it a SHAR. . .”

At that instant, the very last flames from Sasuke’s jutsu dispelled. A split second later, the explosion came.


The story begins


“Jack!”

Jack, who had just managed to block an attack aimed for Hinata with one vicious swipe of his katana, looked up in time to see Sakura appear beside him out of nowhere. At the sight of her stepping into the pool of light cast by the lone lantern, Jack’s eyes narrowed.
Beneath them, the deck heaved abruptly.

“Sakura,” he called sharply. “We’ll be abandoning ship shortly wont we.”
Sakura, who was standing at his back, stumbled to her feet. The impact had thrown her.
“Yes but what about the crew?” she asked, sounding confused. “They need us for…”

“They will be fine.” Konkouro said waking up with Temari along with Gaara.
The ship lurched again, and the ninja group stumbled.

“We must abandon this thing soon!” he urged, grabbing hold of the mast to regain his balance. “The ship will round the coast and be caught in one of the Islands. You know what will happen then.” Konkouro finished.

“We’re not leaving without all of our team,” Temeri said. “Splitting up would be a bad idea. . . I’ve sent Sasuke to find Naruto.” She muttered looking around.

From somewhere aft, there came a sudden explosion, so violent that the ship simultaneously surged forward and rolled sideways.

Jack was flung downward into the railing on the port side. Sakura, who was standing further starboard, was nearly swept clear off the deck by the momentum, but fortunately Temeri reached out and caught hold of her arm before she could go flying. She hit the tilted deck hard, but quickly regained her wits. With her free hand she jammed the point of her kunai into the wood, bracing herself so that some of the strain was taken off Temeri’s wrist. Below her, Temeri clung to the railing, a bit stunned. Water washed upward over her shoulders, soaking her hair and plastering it to her forehead.

A little bit behind Jack blinked; the salt stung his eyes. Then he recovered his bearings, hauling himself back upright.

“What was that?” Sakura shouted down to him. Tameri was pulling her up to her level so that she could take hold of the mast.

“A bomb,” Gaara deduced quietly, squinting toward the opposite end of the ship. The mist was still there and the sky was just as gray.

Sakura hoped the bomb and Sasuke had nothing to do with each other. The hull began to roll in the water, with a mighty groan. The groan was followed by a series of loud cracks, which told the group that the rolling ship was dragging broken masts and sails with it as it lifted.

They would have to abandon immediately, because without a full set of sails the oarsmen wouldn’t be able to gain enough speed to turn back from the normal Current. They had run out of time for hesitation.

As the ship rolled upright, Jack sprang up the slanted deck toward his group.

“Sakura! Go to the prow!” he ordered. “Mold chakra. All of you! We’ll be running across the water.”

From her silence, Jack could tell she was dying to ask what he was planning, but to her credit she obeyed and headed fore.

He reached the mast and hooked an elbow around it to secure his balance. Then he formed a rather complicated seal, and suddenly there was a brown bird winging its way aft through the mist. Watching it, he told Tameri, “We’ll go now. I want you to use your weapon again.”

He noted shrewdly that the barrage of attacks miraculously seemed to have abated. The enemy was withdrawing, which could mean several things, the first being that their attackers did not want to follow them into the Current to far. That was perfectly understandable. Sasuke had ordered the crew to take this course on purpose; the Current was deadly swift, and the weather incredibly harsh on the triangle side. The second possibility was that they had defeated the enemy. This didn’t seem likely, given the urgent shouts they had been hearing from somewhere up ahead.

He knew the voice of the captain, and the shouting sounded confused. The third option was that killing those aboard the ship had not been the true aim of the attack. This last seemed equally as likely, but it was also the most puzzling. From analyzing the attack strategy, Jack had noticed something odd.
However, this was not the time for analysis. A freezing wind was beginning to dispel the mist cloaking the ship thanks to Tameri’s war fan and it showed that they were headed straight for one of the islands.


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One second he was plunged into darkness so absolute it felt like death. The next, he was wrapped in flame. It burned like hell.
It burst upward from beneath him even as instinct compelled him to surge forward, away from it.

Water and fire sprayed heavenward around him in a geyser, sending him blind and deaf and mute all at once. His shout of surprise was lost as his mouth filled with water. He could see bobbles everywhere along with the fire as it formed rope like around him.

The fire touched him. . .without actually touching him.
The demonic chakra within him saw to that.
Red chakra curled around him, forming a vortex of its own, catching the force of the bomb beneath him and dispersing it every way in a rush of wind and shrapnel. He opened his mouth to shout again realizing that Sasuke was standing on board the ship less than twenty feet away from him. He might be safe, but Sasuke would be hit.

The chakra curved sinuously around his body, warding off the decreasing shock waves from the bomb. Naruto could’ve sworn he saw a flash of razor-sharp teeth, and the sly red eyes on him amid the maelstrom of fire and water. Sometimes he saw strange things, as if the demon were laughing at him.

“Stupid fox,” he grumbled, lunging forward through the spray of seawater.
Someone’s hands shot through the fray, catching him by the arm and digging pale fingers into his skin.

Before Naruto could react, the hands gave a sharp tug, and he found himself stumbling forward into the clear air. Naruto tried to look around but everything was so blurry.
The grip relaxed and fell away, and he leaned forward, resting his hands on his knees and panting for air. He could already smell smoke and was wondering what was going on.

“Nice going, dip-shit,” Sasuke snapped. “And don’t stop to rest; we need to regroup with the others.”
Naruto straightened, rubbing salt water out of his eyes. The mist around them was beginning to clear, and a cold wind was blowing toward them from the south.
“Right and don’t call me that asshole!” he yelled, squinting. “But where ARE the others? I can’t see a thing!”

Sasuke’s irritated expression softened a bit, and he gazed about him in confusion as well.
“I can’t either,” he finally admitted. “I had to jump clear of the ship to avoid being hit by the shock waves from that explosion. But it’s clearing away. If we stay put, we might be able to move soon without charging blindly into danger.”

“Hey, Sasuke, this water’s hard to stand on,” Naruto observed, looking down at his feet. They were sinking a little each time the ocean waves rose and fell beneath them. For that to happen with Naruto’s good chakra control then the triangle is a death trap.

“I know,” Sasuke replied distractedly. “The sea’s rougher here, and because the water’s flow changes direction so quickly it’s hard to keep the chakra molded so that we stay afloat.” But he was looking at something in the mist, not at his feet. A dark shape appeared to be winging its way toward them through the fog. “That’s Jack’s messenger for us,” he told Naruto, pointing. “There.”

Naruto, who was busy shifting his weight from side to side to stay atop the surface, looked up to see where Sasuke was pointing. The Uchiha boy’s feet had sunk ankle-deep into the water, but he didn’t seem to care. The bird finally emerged from the veil of mist and circled once overhead before turning to fly back the way it had come.
“We follow it,” Sasuke decided.
He took off after it at a run, with Naruto following close behind.

Jack, Sakura and the rest jumped ship as the last of the mist cleared. As they landed atop the water, Temari pulled a flare from her pack, lit it, and sent it shooting straight up into the sky. The wind carried it slantwise to the northwest, so that it burned a brilliant green for a long while before arcing downward into the sea. A freezing wind whipped sea-spray so hard against the shinobi that it stung.

Sakura lifted one arm to shield her face from it, peering up at the ship. As she watched it began to wheel about, preparing to leave them behind. From the helm on deck, she could see the captain waving at them.
The signal appeared to be enough for them. Gaara who wasn’t even touching the water due to the sand turned away toward the south.

“We’ll make for the cliffs,” he told them, sliding through the water. Then he began to run with his two siblings behind him.

Sakura squinted past him as she followed to see where they were going. The cliffs lay not far to their left, across a field of choppy water that ultimately crashed violently against the base of the rock. It looked like two of the Islands almost mesh together with the third Island. The two Islands both had long cliffs while the third had a slant.

“We intend to scale the cliffs?” Jack asked grimly, keeping pace. “There are none pursuing us. . . We might reach the rocks and then make for the nearest pass instead to the third Island?” He shook his head as no one answered back.

“ Sasuke and Naruto are coming!” Sakura informed him. She had to yell to be heard over the howling wind. Hinata had also caught sight of them. She couldn’t see anything with her Byuken (I don’t know how to spell that one)

Jack glanced sharply to his left as he ran, frowning as he caught sight of the two Genin dashing headlong across the water. Not far behind them, two other figures shot out of the mist and into the unsheltered waters of the Water Country’s Southern Sea.

“They’re being pursued,” Jack observed darkly. His pace began to slacken; he was falling behind with the apparent intention of going to their aid.

“Don’t slow down,” Gaara ordered up ahead. The sand demon’s container’s feet, if anything, were moving faster across the water.

Hinata and Sakura were having trouble keeping up with him along with Temari and Konkouro; the ocean here was turbulent, swirling unpredictably and disrupting the flow of chakra pooling in her feet. She was beginning to wonder why on earth Jack had made the decision to bring them to this particular geographical location.

‘He couldn’t POSSIBLY have chosen a more difficult route,’ she thought. She was alternately glancing back and forth between the four approaching them from the left and the dark cliffs rising ahead like walls, so high they disappeared into the clouds that blew over the low winds. The mist was also starting to be a factor.

“Only two,” Hinata muttered, turning to look briefly at the group fast approaching them. This cryptic utterance was almost lost to the wind, but Sakura heard it. She had no idea what she meant; counting Naruto and Sasuke’s pursuers there were four.

She stumbled, nearly tripping over a wave that rose in front of her like a trap. Jack caught her by the arm, giving her a sharp tug that practically sent her flying ahead of him.

“Climb,” he told her and Hinata, nodding toward the cliff face. “I’ll see to Naruto and Sasuke.”

Letting out a tense breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, Sakura put on a surge of speed, heading for the harsh waters where ocean met rock. Hinata followed close behind. Up ahead they could see sight color from the sand siblings. It looked like they were purposely slowing down for them to catch up.


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The winds were howling so fiercely around the two Genin that they were forced to shield their eyes with their arms, and they couldn’t hear the splashing of their pursuers’ feet behind them. Naruto was the first to realize that they were being chased when he saw Jack sprinting toward them across the choppy sea.

Jack was forming a seal as he ran, and he wasn’t looking at either of them. Sasuke seeing this rubbernecked, just in time to see the splash made by the two figures as they disappeared under the water.

Jack’s expression darkened. His visible eyes went narrow and steel-cold while he got ready.

“Sasuke. . .Naruto. . .get to the cliffs with everyone else,” he called sharply. “I’ll deal with these.”

Naruto looked sharply at him without his sunglasses on because of the diving. His eyes narrowed at Jack. He knew Jack couldn’t take them all on and he himself would have a hard time but it wasn’t his trouble.

Wasting no time, the pair put on speed and rushed past him, now with a definitive goal.

Meanwhile, Jack had finished forming the seal.
Two towering Suiton sprang out of the sea. One of them carried with it the dark figure of a shinobi. Moving his arm in a swift arcing motion, Jack pantomimed slapping something with his palm down.

The Suiton shaped like a dragon arced overhead just as swiftly, turning downward, until at last it slammed the man inside it full force into the surface of the ocean. The impact was brutal and hard, slapping the man into the deep blue. Jack paid the body no heed as it sank. Sinking into a crouch, he pulled down his katana, baring his eyes to pierce the depths of any technique his remaining enemy might fling at him from beneath the water.

A moment passed; then another.
The wind howled around him, and the waves rose and fell dizzyingly beneath his feet.
But the other attacker never surfaced.
Purely out of instinct, Jack sensed that he was alone.
Swiftly, he spun about, squinting against the lashing sea-spray to see what had become of his comrades. Sakura and Hinata were already starting up the cliff face. He could also see Gaara and the others up ahead waiting for them.

Sasuke and Naruto were close behind, nearly to the rock. Jack could see that their passage was difficult the closer to the cliff they came, You could see the sat water rising up and down hitting the crags jutting out of the sea were the most violent.

He could see nothing beneath the dark, seething waters that stretched between his comrades and the place where he stood, but he didn’t need to. He knew very well the path the enemy had taken.
He made for the cliffs, at a run so swift his body blurred.
Even as he moved, he could see it wasn’t enough.

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“Shit!” Naruto swore. “I keep falling over!” Naruto quickly checked his chakra and found that the clone he sent to help Jack had killed the enemy that was underwater. But that wasn’t important right now.

This was the third wave he’d stumbled over as it rolled underneath him, flowing forward to slam against the rocks they were trying to reach. He could scarcely see for all the water in his eyes.

He was beginning to feel he didn’t like the ocean much anymore.
“We have to get over it to reach the cliff,” Sasuke insisted, throwing himself forward but getting pushed back as the waves receded. He half-sank into a crouch as one ankle slipped beneath the water.

‘I can’t make the jump from here to there,’ he calculated, eyeing the cliff beyond the wave breach with a scowl. ‘I’ve used too much chakra for Chidori and the run over the sea it took to get here. There HAS to be another way. . . But how? Naruto must be out of chakra, too. . .’ He turned to his right.
Naruto was no longer there.

Sasuke straightened, eyes going wide in alarm.
“What the?”

“Oi! Sasuke!”

He looked up, and his jaw dropped when he saw Naruto, clinging spider-like to the side of the cliff. Naruto looked down at Sasuke smiling.

“Naruto?” he murmured. “How. . .?”

“Jump!” Naruto called, motioning for him. “We have to climb!”

“Keh,” Sasuke scoffed, as if the jump he’d been considering impossible were actually a simple thing. He sank into a crouch, preparing to attempt it or die trying. The muscles in his legs tensed.
Clawed arms wrapped around his waist, catching him and pulling him back.
Sasuke plunged underwater.

The claws, apparently attached to his enemy’s hands as extensions of fingers, were serrated like the spines of sea urchins. Sasuke glanced down, squinting through the dark water, and saw that they were indeed spines like sea urchins’. . .growing out of a woman’s hand.

Greatly unnerved by this, Sasuke tried to reach for a kunai. It was then that he realized one of the spines was sticking through his hand was pinned to his thigh.
The cold water had numbed the initial pain, but now it came sharp and searing.

He bit back a gasp, watching bubbles flow up, retaining enough presence of mind to know that his air supply would vanish with it if he did. Gritting his teeth, he took a swift look of the situation.

If he moved his leg, the spine impaling him might sink further in and hit the femoral artery. If he moved his hand, the tendons might be damaged, and the hand might be rendered useless until a shinobi medic was acquired to fix it. . .which didn’t seem likely right about now.

His next plan of action was interrupted, however.
Above him, there came a hard impact on the water, and he felt his enemy’s body flail beside him. The sea churned dark around him, too turbulent here for him to even be able to see his own blood. There came a sickening jolt, and the spine in his hand twisted. Expelling his air supply in a rush this time, he twisted his left arm back and drew his weapon, no longer caring that the movement caused his impaled leg to move.

He slashed quickly, but not quickly enough. The enemy’s spine-blade retracted like a crab’s leg, curling back into wherever it had emerged from. Sasuke’s blade struck some kind of armor that the woman wore strapped to her chest. Or maybe it was her chest; in the confusion Sasuke had no way of knowing. She let go of him, rising swiftly to the surface and springing above.

Sasuke followed her, intending to finish the job, but just as he broke the surface someone hauled him up roughly by the arms.

“Sasuke!” It was Naruto. There was no sign of the enemy.

“Let me GO!” Sasuke snapped, springing to his feet atop the turbulent water. He happened to glance up the cliff, and saw the path that his enemy had taken.

“SAKURA!” he called. Then, wasting no time, he grasped Naruto’s shoulders and used them to pull himself into a leap over the water. When he had reached the height of Naruto’s head, he planted both feet on his comrade’s back and catapulted off it as if Naruto were a springboard.

“OW YOU BASTARD!” Came the indignant shout from below him, but he was already flying through the air.

He landed solidly against the side of the cliff, gathering chakra in his hands to ensure his balance. Yet his jump had not taken him as high as he’d wanted. Tilting his head back, he saw the shadowy figure of the enemy running swiftly up the cliff face as if it were horizontal ground, making straight for Sakura. Gritting his teeth, Sasuke gathered his feet between his body and the rock and sprang into a run as well.

Behind him he could hear Naruto shouting, and the sound of his comrade’s footfalls rapidly approaching, but he elected to ignore this. Reaching quickly into his pack with his uninjured hand, he withdrew his shuriken and let fly.
The three-fanned blade went hurtling upward, wailing as it spun and the ocean winds skimmed over it. It was aimed for the back of the enemy’s neck. At the speed Sasuke had thrown it, it could easily take off the head of a normal man.

Yet the woman, possessing a shinobi’s intuition, and at the last instant lunged sideways, dodging it. To his horror, Sasuke saw that it was now hurling toward Sakura, who was climbing the cliff with her back to it. In a flash he’d produced a kunai from the pouch at his thigh. Unthinkingly, he’d reached with his injured hand. Blood was smeared across the palm, and in throwing he let loose of the knife far sooner than he’d intended. It fell far short of the mark, and did not stop the shuriken.

A flash of sand came hurtling downward from above them both, striking the shuriken and deflecting it. The two weapons clashed in a shower, and both went wheeling downward into the sea far below. Sakura turned at the sound to see what had happened.

“Sasuke-kun?” she called. She was holding on to the cliff face with both feet and one hand, but she looked as if she might come down to meet him. Hinata was the same.

“Keep climbing!” a voice ordered sharply from above her.
It was Gaara, who had saved Sakura from the shuriken. The Sand ninja’s sharp eyes scanned the cliff below him, taking in the sight of Sasuke and Naruto charging headlong up it, with Jack gaining on them from behind.

Sasuke noted the direction of his gaze as he ran, and noticed that at this altitude parts of the cliff face were obscured by the rising ocean mists. The enemy had disappeared, possibly using the cloud cover to conceal herself.

Naruto finally caught up with him and passed him by, making straight for Sakura.

“Hey! Are you all right?” he hollered. He started to slow down to meet the two girls wondering why he really cared. He could have killed the enemy too. But just seeing Sakura and Hinata there…

“Keep going!”
Sasuke and Naruto glanced downward, and saw that Jack had caught up with them as well.

“Run, Sasuke,” Naruto said grimly. “No one stops until we reach the top and clear the mist.” Thinking of activating his eyes.

Jack carried his katana in hand, and his eyes held determination. Sasuke knew that he was scanning the surrounding mist for signs of ninjutsu. His own Sharingan eyes saw nothing.
He charged after his comrades.
Their enemy, it seemed, had disappeared, and now it was there sole concern for speed.


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What had started as a dash up the cliff turned into a journey far more arduous. Naruto hadn’t thought the mountains were all that high at first, but that was because the low-hanging clouds obscured a good deal of the slope so that he couldn’t see the top from the bottom. Now he found himself moving up what seemed like an endless slope leading into the sky itself. Fog brushed past his face like cold hands.

The seven of them were no longer able to run, for the previous battle and the difficult sprint across the tossing sea had drained them of quite a bit of chakra as well as physical energy. Instead they were moving uphill in a peculiar sort of crawl, arms and legs crooked toward the rock face as they scuttled up it like spiders.

Naruto, who had the best stamina out of any of them, was faring quite well, but he was running on very little sleep, and he had missed two meals. His companions suffered from a combination of this and waning chakra. Their faces and limbs streamed with cold sweat. Naruto looked up again and saw that the sand siblings were also having trouble. He knew that the enemy were just playing with them now, they were regrouping.

“How much higher does the damn mountain GO?” Sakura finally asked. She was tired almost beyond the point of maintaining cyclic breathing, and was already beginning to pant as she climbed. She was also tired to the point where the Inner Sakura was starting to become the Outer Sakura.

Sasuke made no complaint about the ordeal, but from the narrow-eyed gaze he turned towards Naruto and could see he’d been thinking the same thing. No one said anything.

Jack was bringing up the rear, and seemed more concerned with the surrounding fog than he was with his comrades’ weariness. Gaara, who was bringing up the front, glanced down at them over his shoulder. He had part of the sand shield he had about his neck and chin like a scarf to keep out the chill, and out of all of them he seemed the best acclimated to this sort of weather surprisingly.

“We have just a little further to go,” Jack told them. “I know this country. The Stone Walls. . .the southern cliffs. . .are miles high. They protect the island from the winds in the storm season.” He cast a disapproving glance all around. “Small ships don’t dare round the coast because the Triangle Current draws them down to the glaciers in the south. They perish there if not rescued by larger freighters. Because of this there’s no harbor on the southern coast, and no civilization until you breach the barrier of the mountains.”


The group having been impaled and nearly exploded, soaked to the skin and exhausted as they climbed the cliff through the freezing mist.

Naruto was getting tired of this shit. If they’d stuck to the original plan! Which was not to go into the Triangle but thanks to someone. Here Naruto glared at Sasuke and Jack. They could be sleeping in an inn of the northwestern harbor with full stomachs and dry clothes.

But as always, it seemed that where ever they went trouble followed them. In all fairness, Naruto figured that Jack had some good reason for doing this. Namely, keeping them alive. So he bit back the complaints on his own lips and scaled the rock in silence fuming.

“Sasuke, your hand. . .” Sakura had fallen back a little, and had just noticed the fact that Sasuke’s hand was wrapped in one very blood-soaked strip of cloth, which he’d apparently torn from the bottom of the long-sleeved shirt he wore. Hinata was aso slowing down to help him.

“My eye!” Naruto exclaimed from below. He squinted, rubbing at his left eye with his one free fist.

It seemed that Sasuke had another wound on his leg, which he had bound as well but the climbing had loosened the makeshift bandage so that blood ran in a thin line down his shin. It had just dripped onto Naruto’s face as he followed Sasuke a bit too closely.

“Then don’t follow below me, dumbass,” Sasuke snapped. “Climb to one side. If we’re attacked and someone above you falls. . .”
Naruto looked horrified.

“Then your ass is hitting my face!” he realized, aghast. He performed a hasty scuttling motion to the side.

“Sasuke, you’re wounded?” Jack called from some ten feet below, finally sparing enough time to look around the attention he’d been previously devoting to scouting out enemies.

“I can already see the top; the mist is clearing up there. Hold on a bit longer.”

Sasuke, who now looked like he would “hold on” until the end of the world even if he bled to death, scowled and quickened his pace. He passed Sakura up and a slightly protesting Hinata, careful to keep the hand in question blocked from view with his body.

Sakura watched him pass with a worried look, but didn’t try to brave his displeasure by asking to help.

Naruto who had also climbed up felt something cold touch his back, and let out a squawk. His comrades’ attention, above and below, was instantly riveted upon him.

“Hush,” Sakura said sternly. Naruto relaxed, feeling stupid as he realized that the girl had merely laid a hand on the skin of his back. Sakura’s hands were freezing.

It was then that Naruto realized just how much more his companions were affected by the chill than he and Gaara was. If they all didn’t find somewhere to warm up soon their extremities would go numb and that would make everything worse. But Sakura didn’t look like hypothermia was her most immediate concern.

“I didn’t realize you were wounded as well,” Sakura said quietly. Hinata over hearing also decided to help her crush.

“I’m not,” Naruto replied hastily, not about to be knocked down to Sasuke’s level.

He was so uniformly wet and cold that he’d scarcely noticed the two places in his shirt where the enemy’s sickle-blades had torn through earlier. The skin on his back stretched tight as he climbed, making the twin wounds sting and burn, but the chakra of the Nine-Tails was doing its work.

The long, cruel slashes had closed to the point where they only oozed a little blood now and then, to which he paid no more heed than the sweat dripping between his shoulder blades. Considering the fact that the wounds were healing nicely, Sakura seemed unusually grim.

Naruto elected to quicken his climbing pace before the ninja could elaborate on it. It was bad enough that he had gotten pulled overboard and separated from his team while rounding the coast. He figured it was time to stop calling attention to himself for a while.

Soon Naruto had passed Sakura and Hinata up smiing at the bushing Hinata, drawing abreast of Sasuke. Sasuke pointedly avoided looking at him, which made Naruto a bit cross because he preferred a good sock in the face to the silent treatment. He was about to open his mouth to say something it probably wouldn’t be wise to say when Gaara’s voice cut him off.

“Be silent, all of you. The enemy is there.”

None of them could see Gaara’s face behind the cascade of damp red hair clinging to the back of his neck, but it was plain that he was looking toward the top of the cliff, which they were now fast approaching. He had his sand start to go up with Temari getting out her fan. Naruto also got out his kunai activating his eyes. To hell with Haku and his warnings! They were not here anymore. He knew they were at a disadvantage with the enemy. By the way why was this Jack so familiar with this landscape?

Jack, who still found himself flanking everyone, now gestured sharply toward the right.

“Everyone, I think we should form horizontal line,” he said. “Gather chakra in your feet and run that way. We’ll round the cliff southward. That will give us a direction of attack with the wind at our backs.” The group looked back at him. They figured why not, they realy didn’t have any other choice and nodded grimly, each of them knowing that this would only afford them a small advantage.

Cold and hungry and exhausted though they were, they were about to fight for their lives yet again.

“Go,” Naruto shouted to them seeing something in the distance with his eyes.

And they sprang into action.
Just as they did so, the bombs began to rain from above.


(Hope you liked it. It was one of my better ch.’s. Tell me if you like the story this way. You know my descriptive and exciting.) Review and tell me thank you! The next Ch will be on Saturday thank you.

Next: Why are we here? Where are the enemies and why did they attack us? The city here is like a palace but why are the Leaf shinobi and the Stone Country here? Find out next time.

Will we make it out of the Triangle?