𝙇𝘼𝙑𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍. | 𝗡𝗔𝗥𝗨𝗧𝗢

XV

KAKASHI pulled out a summoning scroll and opened it swiftly, his eyes wild with distress at the malicious chakra he was presently sensing. He could sense a large, monstrous chakra like no other from where Naruto was last seen. If the chakra was Naruto, he needed to finish the fight fast, real fast, and find his student.

The crystal dome of mirrors had been silent for quite a while after the ominous appearance of the malicious chakra, which Kakashi could only guess was the Nine Tails' chakra seeping through Naruto's seal. Kakashi could only wonder what was going on over with Sasuke and Naruto.

"Zabuza!" Kakashi called out to the mist, recomposing himself quickly, "We're both busy people," Kakashi started, his finger licking his blood off his Jonin jacket and used it to draw a line across his summoning scroll, on top of the calligraphy written on it.

"I know it's against your style, but i think it's about time we stopped playing around. How about we settle this once and for all with the next move?" Kakashi said as he retracted the scroll bad into its original cylinder form, weaving a handsign whilst holding it.

"Interesting," Zabuza replied from in the mist," but what exactly can you do in this situation? Go ahead. Show me."

Kakashi began to weave numerous different handsigns before stopping. "Ninja Art, Summoning, Earth Style: Fanged Pursuit jutsu!" Kakashi pressed the sroll into the ground, a crack forming where the calligraphy escaped the scroll and penetrated the bridge floor.

"Whatever you do, it won't work! Remember, I know where you are and what you are up to, but you don't know where I am," Zabuza warned. "Kakashi . . . You're completely in my hands now."

As Zabuza spoke, the ground beneath him shook with the force from Kakashi's summons, his previously triumphant smirk breaking into a sneer. Kakashi's eight ninken broke through from the ground and up into the surface, one dog biting Zabuza's ankle before a group of them pounced on him, biting down hard on various parts of his flesh, fresh trails of crimson blood leaking from his wounds. They all began to bark loudly, stunning everyone except Kakashi.

"What is that racket?" Tazuna asked, as he stood behind Sakura and Riki.

"They sound like . . . dogs?" Sakura proposed, as confused as Tazuna was.

"But what are dogs doing on a bridge?" Riki questioned.

As the trio spoke, the dogs bit down harder onto Zabuza, the sound of their barks rivaling Naruto and Sasuke's screams that had filled the mist only minutes earlier before they had been mysteriously silenced.

The mist slowly began to dissipate, thinning out so that the silhouettes of the shinobi were visible to one another. About 12 feet away from Kakashi was Zabuza, his eyes no longer closed as they stated bullets into his enemy. Kakashi walked closer towards him, taking in the image of Zabuza being bitten down on by his ninken.

"If you can't use your eyes or your ears," Kakashi explained, "simply use your nose. This is what happens when you close your eyes in the middle of a thick cloud of fog. I deliberately shed my blood on you sword, just so I could track you down using it. The fog has lifted. And your future is death."

"I've had enough of your bluffs!" Zabuza shouted.

"There's nothing you can do in this situation. Your death is certain. You're too ambitious for your own good." Kakashi stared Zabuza down, his Sharingan eye glowering more intensely as the Mist cleared. "Zabuza. Do you truly believe I've managed to survive with just my Sharingan? Here's something I didn't copy . . . A technique of my own to enlighten you!"

Kakashi placed his fingers into a handsign, weaving a couple before placing his palm out in front of his torso as chakra built up in it. It grew larger, spilling out into streaks of lighting as Kakashi's killing intent spiked. Zabuza could only watch him with wide eyes.