Chapter 3: Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Escape

"Pure Rinne Sharingan," Said Ash In wonderment. He began to silently mutter to himself while staring at his status screen.

Taking a moment to adjust, one which he didn't have. He stared through the bars of the roof of his cage, and with a loud sigh, he could only shake his head at the time lost to his unorthodox awakening. Forcing the excitement and the subsequent confusion that came from the forefront. He renewed his resolve to escape and alleviate his predicament.

His agenda: Escape and train himself up for revenge. Even if he wanted to forgive them, he couldn't; those smoldering coals in his gut were still burning like a phoenix fire, their embers unquenchable. As long as they burned, the fire would be accompanied by destruction. How could he not recognize the fire of rage? He was born in those flames; at least Ashton was. Also, he firmly realized that if the concept of pain existed, those who sought retribution existed.

Hatred! 

That's what he felt at the moment, boundless hate. He clicked his tongue. The hatred that Naruto Uzumaki denied himself throughout his turbulent life bulged outward and exploded.

He would make them pay for his mistreatment. Kami willing, he'll see Konoha destroyed, a broken ruin of a failed village. Even pain's destruction of Konoha wouldn't compare to what he will bring down on their heads. He stood up, the sludge and dirty water dripping off of him. He started forward.

His dark eyes glowed ominously, and the outer ring of his unique six-ringed one tomoe Dōjutsu spun rapidly as he starred ahead, as if he aaa glimpsing the future, a future of his own choosing.

Successfully performing the hand seals for Kage Bunshin, he immediately was met with a jarring problem; his vision was shared, which he had suspected but hoped wouldn't be true. This also meant he had Yin-Yang release, and all of the Rinnegan abilities, even the unique and obscure techniques, should be able to be grasped by him. He dispelled the clones and went with six; closing his original self's eyes, he breathed in and out before his eyes opened slowly. That was quite simple, he concluded. He smiled.

He could only use Six clones proficiently at the moment; once his eyes began to mature, he would undoubtedly be able to summon more, maybe even be comparable to Naruto in the anime; he did like the idea of thousands of Kage Bunshin swarming his enemies.

His six Shadow clones practiced hand seals, Shurikenjutsu, and bukijutsu. While they were energetically training, the original him was mustering all he had to learn what ocular abilities he had under his belt. Clones twirled his rock-hard bo expertly; the wall was skewered with Kunai and shurikens. He inhaled the crisp air as darkness was slowly creeping in.

He did confirm earlier he has the Eye of Insight Dōsatsugan. Therefore he probably had the Eye of Hypnotism Saimingan. These were innate gifts of stage one, Sharingan.

While he was seeing through, his fifth clone did something that caught his attention, it successfully summoned a black Rod to defend itself from the attacking clone. He peered at the clone, which exploded in a puff of smoke, and the information flooded his mind.

"Kuroki Jushinki!" He said softly. His hand pulled apart, creating a black Rod. He started to laugh loudly, and his clones stood bolt-straight and started to laugh with him. It was weird and disturbing, but he didn't care.

After the discovery, he became fascinated and could recall all six path abilities from his past life. He raised his hand toward the wall and slowly said, "Tendō."

The wall quivered somewhat, and the many items Impaled into it failed to the floor. Only a few managed to move his way. He did it again, and nothing happened; downtime is still the same. He attempted the other paths but was startled to learn he only had that one. Nothing seems to work.

Too much too fast would undoubtedly hamper him in his other abilities. He summons a clone and set it to practice his gravity manipulation.

The Deva Path (Tendō) allows one to manipulate attractive and repulsive forces.

The Asura Path (Shuradō) grants the user mechanized limbs, weaponry, and armor.

The Human Path (Ningendō) allows one to remove a soul and read a person's mind.

The Animal Path (Chikushōdō) lets the user summon various creatures.

The Preta Path (Gakidō) can absorb all chakra forms, including most ninjutsu.

The Naraka Path (Jigokudō), through which one can summon and control the King of Hell.

The Outer Path (Gedō) rules over both life and death.

He discovered a Downside to his new eyes; he couldn't turn them off. Totally killed his excellent mood. His Unique eyes were seemly linked to his deep chakra reserve. He suspected half of his chakra reserves were being diverted to his eyes alone.

After a cursory check of his status, he confirmed there was some truth there. His B+ Chakra was B -. He didn't know if he should be saddened or glad he had chakra to spare.

After trial and error, he was able to make Dōjutsu more normal; if normal meant coal black pupilless eyes, which seemed similar to Byakugan solid whites, he tested his abilities. He confirmed he couldn't do any of his ocular Jutsu In this form.

He jumped up from his meditative position. His tattered clothes were actual rags now. With a puff of white smoke, the clothes appeared. He tore everything away and pulled out the scroll with his new attire sealed.

He admired himself. He chuckled, thinking of his gaming past. He always made sure he was cosmetically impeccable. He had a sturdy bamboo hat on that cast a shadow over his upper face. His red bangs flowed over his shoulders. He wore a black shirt and pants, with similar black spiked boots. He raised his cloak to admire its designs. It had his mother clan swirls across it, identical to Akatsuki robes. He did get the idea from them, and he wondered what they were up to, but the thought didn't linger. He had more pressing matters than the rouge group at the moment.

Doton: Gansetsukon, he had a significant grasp over E-rank Jutsu, and with his eyes, he wouldn't have much of a problem utilizing other harsher, more taxing Jutsu to perfection. He slammed his hand down and pulled back rapidly. A rod of rock came with his hand.

He did notice the marginal increase in his stats. He even acquired a new stat, BukiJutsu, a ninja weapon technique.

He moved almost mechanically as he performed the necessary seals for the Hidden Mist Jutsu. The mist at its thickest could even hamper his ocular prowess. But even without his enhanced perception, his linked clones could be managed. 

After performing the final preparation, Hidden Mist Jutsu, his breathing grew labored. With is much lower but still significant for an eight-year-old child just recently starting out. He didn't think it was taxing; he had renewed admiration for Zabuza; he couldn't wait to run across the man in the future.

With last-minute purchases, that pretty much broke his inner piggy bank. 

Doton: Iwagakure no Jutsu

Classification Ninjutsu

Nature Earth Release

Rank D

Class Supplementary

Range All ranges

Doton: Shinjū Zanshu no Jutsu

Classification Ninjutsu

Nature Earth Release

Rank D

Class Supplementary

Range Short-range

"Ox, Snake, Ram." The clone's hand slammed down, each in synch. The mist grew dense, and he noticed the clone started to crumble somewhat. He moved toward it and transferred enough chakra to perform a few Jutsus.

Part one: greatly Obscure their viability. The sudden formation of the mist startled the captures into a frenzy.

Kirigakure no Jutsu

Classification Ninjutsu

Nature Water

Rank D

Class Supplementary

Hand seals Ox → Snake → Ram

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The moon was at its fullest tonight. His plan to escape was now arrayed; he could only hope it worked how he planned.

The door opened. In walked a man in a white lab coat, he had a black forehead protector with a leaf in the middle, and he was accompanied by three other Shinobis. They all had on Anbu's mask. Two shinobi moved ahead of the man when they saw the mist with their Kunai drawn. The third stayed back and was performing hand seals. He scanned around.

"What is this?" said the man with a fear-laden voice.

Ash didn't give them time to respond. He dashed forward while his hands moved through the hand seals rapidly.

"Target dead ahead," said the third man, sensor ninja?" Ash brought his hand to his mouth and spewed burning leaves toward his target. The earlier warning saved the man from a burning surprise as he clapped his hand, and the air quivered, and the burning leaves were turned inept. "We should retreat; the hidden jail has been compromised," said the lab coat guy.

The root was carelessly silent. They didn't show much concern or fear in the mist obscuring their view.

"Retrieve the boy and collapse the base, " said the Sensor Ninja nonchalantly; the two didn't respond but spread out in a triangle formation. The lab coat guy retreated through the door.

Ash appeared from the wall, staff in hand. The sensor tuned around, performed hand seals, and released a gout of fire in his direction. The medium size Katon Justu slammed into his position, and with a Poof, the clone dispersed.

Tossing kunais as he retreated. The original Ash slowly submerged into the ground. He was surprised at the information about the Jutsu that appeared in his head. A savage smile appeared on his face.

You have successfully copied Katon: Gokakyu Jutsu.

Ash clones were engaging the two Roots. The sensor was smart; he somehow could relay directions to the other two. He had to end him if he wanted to escape capture again. He appeared from the earth and grabbed the shinobi's legs; his other clone rushed through the mist and spun rapidly, sending the receiver rods forward like missiles toward the man. Highly trained as he was, the man tanto cut through the air sparks flew as he deflected the rods. With a well-placed Kunai, his other clone was dispersed easily.

Ash cursed. His eyes shifted, and his vision expanded, limited, but he was able to see all three men. They were working in conjuncture; he needed to adapt hurriedly. He rushed out of the mist and his staff whirling and twirling around him as he and the tanto-wielding root engaged each other in what could only be described as a fierce bout. He definitely wasn't the man match, but his eye and the clone submerged into the wall watching the man's every movement, allowed him not to be handicapped. 

He was decent enough to only suffer small slashes, nothing fatal.

He smiled as he flipped backward and spun, deflecting the Kunais thrown his way. Ash looked at the man, who was visibly panting and had a cracked squirrel mask. Ash tipped his hat and disappeared into the mist. He did the seals and replenished his clones. He had six clones again. The 

Two clones merged with the earth; one had two chakra receivers in its hands. Ash hid beneath the ground as he mentally ordered them forward.

Round Two.

Appearing out of the mist unpredictably was slowly whittling the three men down somewhat. He assumed they were at least high E levels shinobi or low C . He just needed to handle the sensor; the mist obscured his place. Still, his chakra usage gave him away just before he struck. He needed to hit them and be done with it.

Ash exploded from the mist. The three had their back to each other, each watching the other. He ducked the man's slash and raised his hand palm outward. "Tendō," He said softly; the man stumbled forward. Behind Ash, the clone emerged with the black receivers; bouncing off of his back, the clone lunged forward; as a testament to his high kenjutsu, the man managed to parry the first reviver and had the time to stab the clone, his cracked mask, shown one of his careless emotionless eyes.

Dōjutsu: Genjutsu. Ash squatted down, and soon as the root made eye contact, he fell into his illusion. The root shinobi froze, and another of his clones struck before he could escape the genjutsu. He was aware that the root was arrogant and underestimating him based on his size and their numbers.

Ash receivers were connected to him. When it went into the man's shoulder, he was bombarded with scattered thoughts of the shinobi. The root shinobi fared much worse, his chakra was in disarray, and he couldn't mold anymore. Still, it was futile because another receiver entered his head.

The clone dispersed, and Ash's other clones pooled their efforts and were able to take down the other ninja. The sensor proved quite abled and landed hits on three clones causing them to disperse.

Ash's head was throbbing. He was breathing heavily. He made a gesture and muttered. "Release," causing the mist to recede.

Byakugan. The man's mask fell from his face. Ash stared into the man's eyes. He would say he was shocked, but he wasn't, or he was just too tired to care.

Danzo managed to get a Byakugan user in the root? He must have really altered the verse with his arrival.

"Who are you?" The man asked without emotion.

The man couldn't make out his features, with his hat casting a shadow across his upper face. "Since you will die here, Hyuga." The boy shrugged and tossed his hat away.

The man's face quivered, his mask of indifference faltering. "Demon! What? How did you manage this?" Years of Root condition prevailed, and he gathered himself and reinstated his mask.

"Does it matter? I thought you were a good Sensor originally. If I'd known you were semi-competent Hyuga, I would have done things differently." 

"I never expected to do battle against the famed Hyuga." Ash's eyes roamed over the man's face. He didn't recognize him from the show. "I see you're not caged. So does that mean the main house? Or transplant? 

Danzo and his fanboyish fascination with Dōjutsu." He said teasingly.

The prisoners were glued to their bars staring at the two. The Hyuga stared around and sneered. 

"Demon, it doesn't matter how you learned what you know. Playing is over." His eye bulged, and he got in the Jūken stance.

Ash smiled at the man. "Jūken? That's nice. Let's see if you can hinder me without your helpers. Ash opened his eyes fully and activated his Dōujutsu. The Root Hyuga had a hideous facial expression.

"IMPOSSIBLE! What are those eyes?" He faltered, and an Ash clone appeared beneath him, grabbing his legs. He loved this Doton Jutsu; it was always a pleasant surprise to shinobi since most never paid attention to the underneath. 

The Hyuga spun, releasing chakra from his tenketsu and creating a spherical dome around him.

Ash laughed loudly as he walked toward the man going through the hand seals. "I just recently learned this," he said amusingly as Black Rod appeared in his hand. "Since you offered those eyes to me so vehemently, let me pierce you with a few of these." His pace increased as he ran toward the man.

"You!" Said the Hyuga as he could not speak further; the boy was faster than he was earlier. Just what were those eyes?

Ash knew the Byakugan wasn't for show. He wanted those eyes. He wouldn't let the man just hit him, sealing his tenketsu. While they danced, Ash was amazed at how he could destroy his clones; even a small brush would cause them to disperse. 

Ash using the receivers as the counter, could battle the Hyuga. Ash rods were able to scatter one chakra and drain stamina. The Hyuga didn't know his folly.

He couldn't practice his Taijutsu in the cell, so thus Hyuga was an excellent dummy to improve and see the usefulness of his old-world martial arts. His wish, Genius Aptitude, was also showing its effectiveness. 

The Hyuga has an incredulous look; who would dare to fight one in close quarters? Insanity! He roared in his head. His emotionless mask cracked.

Ash's eyes spun rapidly. His Dōjutsu was able to bridge the minor skill gap between the two. Ash did, in fact, receive a brush on his cheek and knew then that Hyuga was not to be trifled with.

After the last wave of clones was expelled, the two went back and forth. Ash was ducking, weaving, and using all manner of maneuvers to avoid the deadly palms.

"Enough!" He screamed, and his hands whirled around in a figured eight pattern. Eight -Trigrams Revolving Heaven!" The man spun, releasing chakra around him. Ash raised his hand and activated Deva Path's ability. 

The invisible force impacted the man's defensive technique. He stumbled, Ash gestured with his hand, and the Hyuga was ushered toward him.

Not resigned to his fate, the man brought his hand forward. "Eight-Trigrams Vacuum Palm."

Ash's smile vanished as he was pushed away. He rolled across the ground before exploding in smoke. The man stared down at the Rod going through his abdomen. He whirled around, but not before smashing the end off. 

"How," He said, stumbling.

Ash rushed toward the man and hit him with another rodYou chakra is scattered, barely able to fight back.

"Your Jūken had holes in its usage. It only took my eyes a couple exchanges before I noticed. I also suspected you were not a Hyuga." Ash stated, waking toward the down man. "I supposed you could be some bastard," Ash said, stabbing Rods into the man's legs. The man whimpered and bled onto the ground.

Ash stood with a bewildered look across his face. "This may take some time to prepare and submit. Ah! I think you would be the perfect present for the council and Danzo." Ash stabbed an additional receiver into the man's stomach.

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