| abstract | - A moonlit night looks like a lake of silver. In the day the world is a lake of gold. The dazzling light of the sun gives way to the soft light of the moon at night. The moon exercises a peculiar fascination on our hearts and heads. The entire outlook of man undergoes a transformation. The wind howled and blew a bitter chill past the dying trees; it danced with the leaves and dragged them away unwillingly from the autumn ground. The floor was damp and stagnant with the odour of decomposing wood, diamonds pierced the black sheet held up above and looked down with vengeance. The forest seemed to never end; tall silhouettes shadowing the ground, ravens circling overhead, and screams echoing through the wind. Beady eyes hidden within the bramble scanned the area, oblivious that they were prey to this Forrest. A paranormal presence lurked in the essence of the devils grasp, shadowing each living organism with dire precision. There were so many trees that the sky was completely blacked out and most light was trapped through the branches. They were naked. No green leaves to cover them up. The wind roared demanding them to dance madly. Claws curled; grabbing and scratching everything around them. The forest was a mental disco under the moons silver torch. Ready to wrap you up. Once you were pulled in they would never throw you back out. The sky was starry although, stars representing "hope". The harvest moon slowly made its way to the center of the sky, dusted with rust, brown and gold tones, it seemed so intimately bound with the land and broke the unwavering darkness that had enveloped the night until then. The was chilly and left a bad taste in mouth, Takumi's journal, September, 40 years has passed since the Fourth Shinobi World War, yet the memories wont leave him. The light was fading, creating new shadows and dark patches around a tall, handsome man. Eyes glimmered from tree hollows. The wind wailed between distorted trunks, carrying the sickly stink of wood rot. Takumi moved faster, ignoring the briars that caught at his robes, the damp leaves that grimed his skin. The sound of wolves howling could be heard easily. "No matter where I go, these people just keep on rising like shameless rabid dogs!" he thought to himself as he disappeared in the shadows. The very next moment, he was seen in his lab, continuing with his unique experimentation. He had a feeling in his gut that something was about to happen but he wasn't sure what, so he choose to ignore his feeling and continue with his work. As usual, the place maintained its sweet taste, perhaps it was the air which made this foreign land so different than other lands. “I think the reward for conformity is that everyone likes you except yourself!” he exclaimed as he was becoming tired of working continuously for the last 72 hours. Unknowingly, he felt asleep in his laboratory, as he woke up he started panicking, "How the hell could I sleep like a kid, so much work...uhh!!!" He left his lab and went back into the jungle it was a beautiful sunny day, he thought of taking a break from work. However, he was not at all aware of what fate had planned for him. Many years indeed did past, and this young shinobi however, was able to brush past the events. The breezing wind made Sigma's hair brush to the side, and it swayed along the way, and his beautiful, natural purple eye's meet his hair at the end. "This scent, it's intriguing Sigma. Shall we have a closer whiff?" Naidō stated, as it's soul split from Sigma's revealing it's spirit-like head. A soft, "zwp" noise occurred, and Sigma vanished. "I can't exactly pinpoint the location of them. But they are in the area." Sigma stated, glaring at the trees around him. "Come out birdie." Looking around a bit harder, Sigma noticed a tall slender man around the same age as Sigma. "Looks can be deceiving." Naidō stated, to his student. Sigma approached the man slowly, but cautiously. "Great day?" "Indeed, great day. Just that you don't fit in the scenery, do you?" Takumi smirked as he began deducing the stranger's identity in his mind. He analyzed everything from the bird to the man's shoes. And, successfully he was able to deduce that he was an Uchiha, from far lands. He easily sensed his chakra levels and calculated how far they could go at their peak, he even deduced the fact that he was probably a Jinchūriki because of his constant fluctuating chakra nature. While displaying none of this on his face, he simply questioned the man, "Who are you and what do you want?" as he reached for his weapon at lighting fast speed, grabbed it and loaded it. His weapon was something that the ninja world had yet to see. "I don't fit?" Sigma stated, when suddenly the man pulled out his weapon, but Sigma wasn't a second of shy, and with the help of Naidō, Sigma had drawn out his very own weapon. "A man of precision and speed. This'll be interesting." Sigma stated, and he would glare upon the situation. "Sigma, his chakra signature matches yours, there's no mistaking." Naidō stated, as it entered it's full avian form. "An Uchiha as well. I thought we died out." "We haven't really, there are a few notable Uchiha's still alive, like my friends Shinzui Uchiha and Raido X. And, then there's Ryun-san. I also hear there's an Uchiha who goes by the name The Monstrous Eternal Light, which is obviously a bit of an exaggeration!" replied Takumi. Observing Sigma's pistol and then looking at his weapon, "This is obviously an older version, therefore, I have an advantage." he thought to himself as he stated "You know, I am the one who invented pistols and guns in this world and yet you dare to hold my own invention against me? Are you a fool?" he added as he mocked Sigma's intelligence knowing he would react to it violently. "Ryun you say? Ah a wonderful cousin of mine he is." Sigma stated, as he began to laugh a bit. That moniker sounds familiar, like I heard it from a Yajū member." Sigma with his other hand began to scratch his chin. "Oh yeah, I forget, I got it from the other members. Yeah that's right. Me of course." Sigma stated, as his demeanor when back to normal. "The fact that you say you created these tools intrude me. I had one when I first graduated the academy. Actually, cousin Ryun, got a Hagane Clansmen to make it for me. In fact..." Sigma instantly reach to his other-side. Pulling another weapon out. "It looked like this." "Try shooting me with one of those, let me show you why those are old school now. As for your information, I am lot older than I look, I have been on this earth for the last 180 years. Now, use those babies and allow me to demonstrate the weakness of these things!" Takumi replied with a rather pale look on his face. "You've been here long I see. But I can show you both physically and mentally, upon how much more advanced I am, than you." Sigma stated, as he took a step back. With in a flash, the triggers of his pistol and revolver where pulled. And one of each bullet quickly spiraled towards Takumi. Using his combined agility and acrobatic prowess of the most accomplished circus aerialists and acrobats, he dodged each of the bullets, the first bullet was easy to dodge all it needed was a simple side flip, the second missed him by a few inches as he quickly maneuvered, the third and fourth rushed with tremendous speed, he had no choice but to use his vaulting skills to avoid them easily. In order to dodge the fifth bullet he performed a mid-air cartwheel, while to avoid the sixth all he did was split (a position commonly taught in gymnastics, yoga, dancing or Taekwondo) displaying his flawless acrobatic and gymnastic prowess. While the seventh bullet required him to somersault his way out of the trajectory of the bullet. The last bullet was particularly easy to avoid, all he did was bend about an inch back. He dodged each and every single bullet and then walked near Sigma with a small smirk on his face. "You said something about being advanced, your bullets couldn't even touch me!" he said as he squeezed the trigger of his fire arm, launching a super-fast armor piercing bullet from the gun at Sigma. As the bullet closed in, Sigma muttered, "I thought I stated..." The bullet was too fast for Sigma to dodge, so by opening his mouth he let out a shochwave of full power—granting Sigma the ability to counter the bullet, sending it back down its original path. "I am more advanced..." Sigma stated preforming a numerous amount of back handsprings. He then launched the two weapons in the air, and the were shrouded in a poof of smoke—vanishing. From his sheath, he pulled a well-known blade of; Lame. Using his left hand, Sigma began to sway left and right. "Now lets dance." "Old school, you've got no style beast!" Takumi exclaimed as he used his Kunai to deflect the bullet away from him; which he extended from his arm almost instantaneously using the hidden kunai mechanism. He noticed Sigma making a strong progression with his blade, he assumed the swings were violent in nature, obviously they were not meant to hurt of disarm but to deliver a fatal blow or worse kill. He tried calculating the exact amount of strength Sigma could apply and tried to determine the direction from which he'd supposingly attack. He held his kunai tightly and waited for his opponent to make his turn. "Pfft." In an near instance, Sigma summon forth a numerous amount of his very own kunai he crafted himself, six in total. Two of the kunai implanted themselves in Sigma's elbow joints, another in his right neck joint, one in his armpit, his stomach, the other in his right leg joint. This style was one his many kenjutsu prowess, but he removed from his arsenal a long time ago; Seven Swords Dance. The seven missing blade, was his Lame, which he placed into his mouth. "Now I'll give you a taste of Killer B's style. How about we play a while?!" Sigma began to take his step forward, and effectively spinning around, mimcking that of a buzz saw. His movements were unpredictable. Skilled Sharingan-user would have a hard time keeping up with. "Can you keep up with me? The mimicking Killer B?" "Do I look like an average Uchiha brawler to you?" questioned Takumi with a small grin on his face as he winked at Sigma. He was aware of the Seven Swords Dance and has encountered it several times having fought R who is said to be even more skilled than Killer B himself with the technique and has witnessed Senku using it twice. Takumi had analyzed the skill way before he even met Shinzui Uchiha. However, instead of out fighting his opponent he choose to adopt a different policy, he took out two of his hand-made smoke bombs and threw them towards Sigma, the smoke bombs exploded near him on the ground, releasing thick dense smoke and soon dispersing in the air. Meanwhile, Takumi disappeared from his position, and the dense smoke made it nearly impossible to keep a track on him. "Using the smoke, to hide yourself away from my line of sight." Sigma stated, as all of the kunai began flying in different directions. "That game was gonna be trivial anyway. Naidō, I change my mind. I'll show him why living on a world for so long doesn't change a thing." Sigma's naked eye began to take the form of the most notorious of them all, the crimson-eye. "I must applaud you, taking away my sight. However, this futile trick isn't like the Hiding in Mist Technique. You of all people should know the Sharingan gives chakra a color." "I'll be able to follow him, with his chakra. However, what he's doing is limited to my knowledge." From his back, Sigma pulled for his Gunbai, holding it in his opposing hand. Swinging it violently, Sigma lets loose a violent gust of wind. As the smoke cleared, it appeared that the one who Sigma scanned with his Sharingan was a dummy with a mysterious device placed on its chest. The chakra being similar to his and as large as his was hard to differentiate, the next very moment, Takumi appeared to be sitting on a rock with his gas mask on. "Oh I certainly do know what Uchiha's can and cannot do! You aren't very bright now, are you?" commented Takumi as he stood up 185 cm's tall (his height, meaning he was now on his feet). "You took the advantage of the fact that it wasn't hidden mist but did you think what if this is something else. Clearly you didn't think of the later. Now let me explain what just happened, you see those smoke bombs had "Nitrous oxide" in them, I think obtuse beings such as you, call them uh..."laughing gas?" Now it being colorless, I took the advantage of melding it with the rest of the smoke and yes the sweet air of this area masks the natural slight sweet taste of the gas. Now, those two bombs contained tremendous amount of N2O which exploded near your feet and you took your time redirecting your shiny metal and talking like a fool, then drawing out your gunbai and spread it all over, although now you have affected the concentration but it's still there in the air. Now, we all know Nitrous oxide disrupts learning ability, causes dizziness, nausea, vomiting, and breathing difficulty, blood pressure goes up and down, and you feel a bit drunk and a little sleepy." said Takumi as he explained his entire move. He walked towards the dummy and took out the device, holding it in his hands. "Seen one of this before?" questioned Takumi as he gave Sigma a dull look. "Now, let's talk about how poignant, presumptuous, imbecilic and fragile are you, shall we?" added Takumi as he took out a few shurikens from his holster. "You talk to much." Sigma stated, as his Sharingan began go counter clock wise. His enitre area around him began to transition backwards. "Reversing" everything that once happened back to the point of when Sigma stated Takumi's used the smoke. Sigma began to grasp hold of his eyes panting loudly. "Very well then, a deadly gas was it?" From his mouth Sigma expelled ink towards a rock, where he was able to find Takumi's chakra n'signature. "This technique is too taxing. I can't using it continuously." "The fact that you think that you can track me using ink creation granted by the Eight-tails, is again flawed. Why do you suppose I am wearing this?" Takumi said as he took off his coat revealing his special-suit which prevented chakra loss and made chakra signature untraceable. The armor had various advantages with the two being special gave him an edge making him undetectable. "By judging the way you used the technique it is a simple but extremely chakra taxing space-time ninjutsu that uses your cursed eye. So, you just reversed the flow of time but that doesn't really mean you've won, rather you just created another opportunity for me to win this one. The way you desperately used the ink technique to find me denotes rather you are blind now!" added Takumi as he took out a simple bottle of hairspray and a lighter, he sprayed the contents with great force and then struck his lighter igniting it; thereby make shifting an improvised flamethrower which hurled dangerous flames with great speed and precision. "Sigma I'll take over until your sight returns." Sigma's entire face, and physical appearance changed. With in a step of quickness, Sigma X was able to feel the intense heats hurling towards him, ultimatly evading the flames just barely. "You've taken a assumption that Sigma is blind. However no one uses techniques unless they have a back up. Naidō begin that technique. I'll grant Sigma some help." Sigma X opened his mouth, letting out a roar, which made it's way back down the paths at which the flames came from. Sigma X's Sharingan began to derange into a new unique dōjutsu. "I must thank mother for these eyes." Behind the roar chill, was a haze of purple rushing following. Using his opposing hand, Sigma X created a red barrier. "Seriously? Cheap shot!" Takumi complained as he noticed the strange change in chakra perhaps an alternative personality. It was hard to discern, he was no less than Sigma, as if he wasn't enough troubled already. Soon the area was filled with thick fog, stripping nearly everyone of their vision, perhaps the mist was similar to the Hidden Mist Technique, which could easily fool Sharingan users. Soon, Takumi once again disappeared inside the fog, the fog surprisingly grew thicker with every passing second, soon Sigma X's technique known as the purple haze disappeared without leaving a single trace behind. The weather was acting strange because a few minutes later it started to rain heavily over the particular area mist is surrounded with.
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