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[color=6ecff6]It seemed like the time for diplomacy had much since past despite the young girls best efforts. She had the rightest mind of the team and the most amicable personality, but it was merely a blemish compared to the two teammates who foolishly let their emotions seep through the surface, especially the runt of the litter that was that mangy fox abomination. Although she did plea quite a great deal and it would have warmed up to the queen it was quickly torn asunder by that of the large explosions the fox had hidden in its sleeves or wherever the poor confused thing was. While her efforts to attempt a genjutsu in their natural habitat would generally fail, it worked due to the fact that the army and the queen herself were quite smitten at the sight of the rage of this furry lumpkin ripping through her poor pets. Why the queen was so disconcerted with the life of her fish was quite a telling question indeed. 

It was a beautiful pink mist that floated gently down like a shroud of dust whisking you to sleep or rather the intestines and flesh of the aquatic animals that had tried to hunt down the humans and fox thing. The Queen seem quite enamored with the fox creature, she needed it as her pet and play thing. Oh how it wouldn’t get along with any of the orca’s or sharks. Reinforcements seem to spawn in droves and endless army of what seemed to be fish and mermen and fish men appeared in waves, quite the crucible for the small squad of ninja. “Oh child you don’t have to shout your name. Even the smallest and meaningless pets get names. You shouldn’t try so hard to be something you’re not.” Her voice carried through the waves as they cradled the ears of all who listened. It seemed more like a trifling game to her, prey inevitably trying to escape the hunter of the waters only to fall short and be consumed. 

While she sat on her throne of pearls bemused by the little fox’s attempts and trigger her she hadn’t noticed the other ninja cloaked in genjutsu reaching for the scroll. The ancient and holy pillar erupted in a mass explosion as it was reduced to nothing more but dust with the only legible piece being a fragment that captured the word “Suijin”. The moment the shrine shattered something snapped inside the queen and all of the lost city. It was like a gunshot that was heard around the world, everything fell silent and the movements of the fish people had ceased in one synchronous moment. Something was very very wrong. Suddenly the sands under the water began to shift, small rattle, larger, larger until a single set of eyes began to glow. Quickly followed by a succession of eyes, from under the sand came and undead army unparalleled, human bones from centuries of travel fallen and laid to rest below the shifting sands. 

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Not only undead soldiers, but aquatic life emerged from the floors. Undead sharks with half their skin peeled off exposing the inter machinations of bone and pulsating organs, hammerheads and great whites all alike. However that wasn’t enough, the naiads from earlier and the merpeople had shed their skins and turned into ugly sirens of monstrous legend. Their jaws unhinging to increase the size of their mouths only to show dozens of rows of razor sharp teeth, eyes hollowed out to leave nothing but large black holes of darkness with no end, and razor sharp claws to slice men to shreds. In unison the sires let a harmonious screech that would cause the ninja to block their eardrums from being blown apart. 

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Who said beauty was only skin deep? The mermaid queen’s face simply twitched as he skin began to turn a dark grey, her once luminescent beauty metamorphosed into her natural appearance. While she was still beautiful she was no mermaid but queen of the damned, the queen of the sirens. Her two dolphins emerged as electric eels that scurried around her. Her sight turned from amusement to vindication. She would have her revenge as she sprang into action. 

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With all this talk of Queens and servants why had they not heard anything of the King of the Ocean? Was there no ruler or sovereign male figure to lead with an iron fist in conjunction with the queen? Oh he was there alright, only to be disturbed during his hunt would he hear the silent pitch that disrupted the land. With ferocious mach like speed the King manifested himself in the throne room in a matter of seconds. He returned from the hunt with a prize in his jaws, a half torn torso in his hand with an arm that lay limp, the body was quite familiar and could still be made out by the ninja. It was none other than their former teammate, the plump Akimichi, Chojirō. Throwing the body to the side for the army to feat upon he spat the bones that crunched in his mouth with the same disdain he had for the group before him. Wiping his blood stained mouth he tipped his crown revealing the real scroll underneath his gold laden hat. They had to get by him and fend off the armies coming for them before they could consider passing. “I hope you liked living fox runt.” The King grimacing at his next victim. 

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But wait there’s more! What about the scroll that they had confiscated from before? The young black ninja would take a quick glance only to see the scroll disintegrate into sand that slid through his fingers. Not only was the scroll a fake but the webbing from his arms and appendages would soon vanish as well, not before the gills on their throat disappeared. The same choking sensation would soon be met once again like an old habit. Fortunately for them there was still some semblance of hope on their side. It seemed the Hokage had fashioned together a few oxygen tanks and breathing apparatuses for the pair of ninja to survive upon. Unfortunately they had limited time to breathe and as ancient as they were only two of the three worked properly, the squad would soon have to divvy up their supply all while facing their impending boom. 
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Shizuka’s focus was razor sharp like that of condensed air, there was no other way around it, his teammates were in just as much danger as they were. He knew he could count on them to take care of themselves as much as it pained him, he couldn’t turn his attention for even a moment or the life of Kiku, whom inherently inserted herself into his life, and the life of his own would be in mortal danger. Kiku’s sensing was enough to allow him real time updates of the other two’s situation. That was enough for him to satiate his fear. What would his mother or father do in this situation? That’s right they probably wouldn’t be here and if they were they would have demolished this fiend with relative ease. He wouldn’t be able to show his face to his parents or continue his adventure if he failed here or even worse, die. Shizuka lost sight for a moment as his attention transfixed itself onto the thought of his own funeral from his perspective as if he were the wind itself watching. Who would be there? Would Kiku be there? What kind of flowers would they bring? Would anyone bring a radio and play his favorite songs while drunkenly stumbling over his gravestone? 

His mind wandered and would continue to until he had fulfilled his prophecy unintentionally, well that was before he was ripped asunder by a familiar touch. Forgetting that he had roped the lavender girl into his body; her arms wrapped around his neck. His mind seared for a moment relinquishing his attention once more, while he was transported back to the past when he was a wee lad, this was the same position his mother held his father in when they were still young nursing parents. What was it that they always spoke of? Why did they look at each other so longingly in this precarious position? [color=39b54a][i]”Love”[/i][/color] rippled through his mind hearing both his parents voices speak in unison. Love was a funny topic for Shizuka, he never knew the power or weight behind the words, but it was given to him unconditionally by his parents. He was lucky in that aspect since the world was cruel and unforgiving and most ninja never had parents or killed them, the sad reality of the world they lived in. He did know the words rang true with Kiku, although he might not understand the potential that the word carried his heart felt it when he was with her and he knew if you loved someone you would do anything to protect them. 

[color=a187be][i]”Bukijutsu”[/i][/color] the soft serenade of her voice slowly easing him back to the real world permanently. His body being thrusted closer to hers yet again making him weak and flustered, a feeling he could still not hope to understand, but there was no time for that. She broke free from him, his attack not completely rupturing the beasts palm due to the incremental loss of chakra and power behind his abilities. Her extra umph was enough to destroy the blue aura palm of the mechanical titan sending it reeling.  For a moment there was pure bliss between the two combining their might to destroy one fragment of the whole picture that was painted to be the behemoth. Her hand touched his shoulder but he quickly turned his body so his back faced her as he backed up into her. Her extended arm would meet the top of his shoulder while he crouched into her, his hands hooked around her knees while she fell forward onto his back. She would soon have to wrap her hands around his neck once more before blast off. Why was she in a piggy back position? 

The golem retaliated in what seemed to only be considered as anger, if only a golem could have such sentient emotions. The platform they stood on would soon become a home for a momentous explosion. [color=39b54a]“Fūton: Haiso (Wind Release: Flight)”[/color] Shizuka said forming the hand seals behind his back. A second later the two were in flight as they rose higher and higher across the room and out of the danger that was the looming arm of the giant. This would be quite ideal to show a woman on a first date, it wasn’t a magic carpet and there was no spontaneous song about showing a new world, but it did the trick. A third of the room was transformed into a vat of magma, Shizuka’s wind senses feeling the depletion of the potency of his attacks, he was becoming too weak to continue on. They needed to end this quickly. Out of the frying pan and into the fire, Shizuka mounted the back of the giant having sensed encompass with Jaakuna and Kiku the major source of power for the golem. It’s stumbling from having lost a limb had bought them enough time to land unnoticed. Setting the blind girl down he focused on his next move.  

Whispering in the wind to his teammates he carried the message that he had loss potency, but hopefully their fire or lighting would increase. And with it the dire need and time constraints to destroy their side of the palm while the two focused on the back. He turned back to the blind girl, [color=39b54a]“Okay cloudy eyes I’m gonna give this all I got. I’m going to use the rest of my chakra to enhance my blade with kenjutsu to pierce the shell on his back. After I do that I’m going to load the exposed area with paper bombs and watch it explode, with whatever I have leftover I’ll create a tiny room to condense the explosion and make sure it’s magnified. I need you to attack however you can too, I trust you Kiku.”[/color] The first time he said her name, [color=39b54a]“On the count of three….one….two…three…”[/color] Shizuka shouted before he unsheathed his blade running the tips of his two dominant fingers along the edge enchanting it with a condensed version of his samurai sabre technique. He left whatever residual chakra he needed to create a ‘room’ on the monsters back ready in waiting. With a ferocious howl he stabbed his sword into the carapace of the beast. With his arms free he quickly reached into his track suit and withdrew ten exploding tags attached to kunai. 

As he threw them they all aimed at the small crevice created by his sword. During this time Kiku would have to make her attack however small it would be. [color=39b54a]“Sansoton: Seishitsu (Oxygen Release: Room)”[/color] His hands sped through seals like a violent wind as his vision began to blur and his legs buckled. In conjunction with Kiku’s attack the oxygen room he created would serve as a catalyst for a much greater explosion since it was so finely condensed. While the room formed and held around the tags and the sword, Shizuka had reached his limit. He turned his head to Kiku, forming a genuine smile on his lips before his eyes became too heavy and began to shut, he took his two fingers and bounced them off his head before falling backwards and collapsing, whispering [color=39b54a][i]“It’s all on you guys now, cloudy eyes.”[/i][/color] Whether she would catch him or not, they both needed to leave the immediate area as the room would not hold once the explosion took place, he was no longer able to control it thus the room would violently erupt upon impact. 
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