Saruto | The Bloodline Prophecy (Part 1)

Chapter 2: And Into the Leaves

"Rasenchidori!" I said as I created an orb of lighting in my hands.

Sending him flying at the ground I bolted in a blur of lighting to meet him at the bottom to send another powerful blow. I felt as my hand shot through him in a devastating blow. His stomach concaved as he lost his breath. Panting, the figure clenching his fists in a brute strength as he eyed me down. Squinting back at him I activated my Rinnegan. Lunging myself at him he mirrored the same as we circled one another forming a continuous line of hand Jutsu.

Soon it was apparent that we were even matches with each other. Each racing to form several hand signs. There was no stopping me but was that the same for him. Changing my direction I continued the motions as I dug my foot deep into the ground.

I grinned. Suddenly the ground burst in a flow of Chidori energy. He was beaten. He was so focused on keeping up with my hand signs he didn't even think to check my feet. If there was anything my family taught me was that immense chakra power can come from all parts of the body. He was beaten.

Lifting my chin, I stood proud. I searched the figures face for signs of weakness or stress. But...there was nothing. Soon my smile fades as I realized the figure begins to laugh. Shit.

The figure then began to kneel and touch the Chidori accumulating ground. He was immune. As his fingers glossed against the crackled dirt I saw the chakra flow straight to them and surge through his body. How could I miss this? His power came off him in waves. Becoming stronger and stronger. Suddenly, the body contorted as he consumed my chakra. I watched in fear as his skin boiled like he was being burnt to a crisp. His yes bubbled from there usual white and boiled in blood. This...this power.

The leaves then started to rise from the ground and float at my eye line. I swung my head, amazed at the sight. The leaves seemed to be charged with my Chidori and bouncing off each other and towards the figure. Who was this guy? My hand shook as I watched my surroundings morph into a different reality. With my Rinnegan, I was able to see the lines at which my reality had morphed away. The surges coming off his body were ripping holes in the forest around me. As I peered through the cracks I saw pits of death and destruction. And then... nothing. The nothingness shook me to the core as a pit formed at the bottom of my stomach. Suddenly a black-covered my eyes and sent them into a shock. As the darkness tainted my vision I felt my Rinnegan, Byakugan, and Sharingan slip from my eyes. I felt as my kekkei genkai formed a dominant barrier from me. Like I was no longer connected to it.

Suddenly a burning sensation flowed its way over me like I was sharing the pain of my chakra burning up in his body. Screaming out, I dropped to my knees and grasped my eyes. Revealing my hands to myself I noticed the same black goo that the man had once realized earlier form his own. As I stared at my hands I noticed my chakra become corrupted. My vision blurred into a dark gaze as I searched for the figure in front of me. My balance confused me as I felt myself sway around.

The figure continued to spew the newly gained infected chakra into the sky and as I looked up at it I noticed the moon pulse in a red wave of evil. Chills ran through as I felt my eyes slip away from me.

"What are you doing to me!?" I shakingly questions as I shook horrendously.

I felt myself try to involuntarily expel the dark chakra from my body. Cupping my hands around my shoulders, I held them tight to the point where they began to bleed on impact. The pain coursed through my body in violent waves. Clenching my teeth, I grab for my kunai and searched for the source of corruption. Location it over my heart, I gave it a shallow cut. Wincing in pain, I wavered my hand over the wound. Glowing a soft blue, I watched as a dark gooing mist flowed out of it before I tossed it to the ground beside me. Abruptly my eyes formed out of the dark gaze and felt as my kekkei genkai shudder back across them. I blinked as my vision returned.

Silence. The figure moved his hands to his side with the falling leaves. His face hid from my gaze as he stood there motionless. The chakra that once flowed through him seemed to be cut off at its source. Me.

To weakened I was able to bring myself to my feet as I dropped the kunai next to me. The blood trickled off the tip and stained the ground. Immediately I was startled as his head contorted to my direction. Getting into a defensive stance as one hand grasped my sword and the other over my wound. For some reason, it wasn't healing. It was like the infection had rendered my enhanced healing abilities useless.

As he stared me down I noticed his eyes dart towards the ground next to me. My kunai?

Bolting at me, I dodged it swiftly and jumped over him. But he wasn't after me.

Crawling on the ground, the man grabbed the kunai and pulled in close to his nose. He shook with excitement as his mouth quivered at the smell. This sicko was interested in my blood. But why. Pulling my sword I prepared to attack him but I was horrified at the sight of his long tongue licking my kunai up and down. His sinister giggles made him seemed overjoyed at the taste. As I clenched the handle, I twisted my foot forward. As he heard my direction change, he looks back to me with the blood cleaned off the kunai. His mouth dripped in it.

"Insatiable!"

He complimented as he eyed the cut a cupped on my chest. My blood leaking through my hands. I watched as his tongue licked the essence and he didn't even try to blink as he stared. The blood seemed to fuel him as his body suddenly became an overdose of power. My power.

Suddenly, he began to shake again like in withdrawal. His lips quivered and his knees buckled as he began to limp and reach out to me.

"I need more!!"

He yelled out in an earsplitting tone as his finger reached out to me. Leaning back I waited for him to lunge out. On cue, he did, and seeing his arm vulnerable I released it from its cover swiftly as my sword had never left my side. He stopped in his tracks and he didn't move. Everything became quotes he was coming to terms with the situation at hand. His voice shook as his hand grew still. In seconds his arm fell from his body. Shot blood splurts from the entry point of my blade. Time passed as his eyes darted between the wound and my eyes before he collapsed to the ground.

I watched his arm quaked like it was still reaching for me. I stared at his lips as he uttered words. My eyes widened in horror before the figured passed out and the sky reverted to normal.

This was far from over.