The Ultimate Host

The white burst of energy engulfed Akashiri"s body causing him to fly into the air. Akashiri crashed roughly on the ground. His body was covered in bruised and cuts. He could feel pain erupting through his entire body. Takeo began breathing heavily. He walked towards Akashiri and kicked him in his mouth. Blood leaked out of his mouth. " You are way out of your league Akashiri." "While you were a child playing around with your toys, I was training like a madman until I puked." That's why I was ranked one of the strongest ninja in The Hitoshi Clan." "However none of that matters anymore." Takeo grabbed Akashiri by his throat and lifted him up off the ground.

Takeo pulled out a smaller sword from behind his waist and was about to drive it into Akashiri"s neck. Abruptly Akashiri overpowered Takeo, and headbutted him, breaking his nose. Takeo grew angry and tossed Akashiri into the air. Akashiri landed on his hands. Takeo began laughing. He grabbed his nose and snapped it back in place. "You are f.u.c.k.i.n.g annoying." " That is why I will make your death a very painful one." Akashiri ripped his sword out of the ground and said: " Don't count on it traitor." Akashiri clasped his hands together, beginning to do incantations. Before Akashiri could finish, Takeo threw a ninja bomb at Akashiri. An explosion occurred. Akashiri jumped out of the smoke and threw five Kunai at Takeo.

Takeo deflected the Kunai with his sword and stuck his right hand out, firing a green fireball at Akashiri Akashiri parried the green fireball, causing it to disperse. Akashiri landed on his feet and sliced after Takeo. Takeo rolled out of the way driving the hilt of his sword into Akashiri"s head. Blood squirted out of his head like a fountain. Akashiri staggered as if he was stunned. Takeo grinned, kneeling Akashiri in the chest. Akashiri coughed up blood. Takeo held his sword into the air. Akashiri quickly stuck his hand in the way, causing Takeo"s sword to be lodged in his hand. Akashiri grinned, pulling out a Kunai, repeatedly stabbing Takeo, in the chest. Blood splattered everywhere. Akashiri then punched him in the face, knocking out 3 of his teeth.

Takeo smashed through a tree. Takeo vomited up blood and said: " You have not yet surpassed me."

Takeo ripped the Kunai out of his chest, holding his sword very tightly. "The wound hurt like hell but Takeo acted as if he didn't feel any pain." " Allow me to show you my wrath!" Takeo generated a green fire around his sword and body. Akashiri did the same except his aura was white. Takeo began screaming. Suddenly both dashed past each other. Takeo who was nearly out of breath began laughing. He turned around and saw Akashiri, who had blood gushing out from his neck. Akashiri collapsed on his knees, holding his chest. "It is like I told you before when our clan existed." " I am strong and you're weak." Takeo began sharping his katana on the ground. Sparks flew everywhere.

When he was about to cut of Akashiri"s head, Takeo suddenly froze. His right arm was cut off. Blood splattered everywhere as Takeo began screaming. Akashiri stood on his feet and began smiling. He used an ancient technique Hitoshi Clan technique called Division Cuts. "With this technique, you could inflict pain on your opponent without them knowing. " You motherf.u.c.k.i.n.g trickster! yelled Takeo. " Who thought you that move?!" " You do remember when you said I was a child who played with toys?" "You were dead wrong." My father trained me since I could walk." "He taught me ancient techniques." Takeo was pissed off. Even though he lost a lot of blood he wouldn't allow himself to be defeated. He could barely see straight. He turned skinny and pale.

"Tch." "I never expected I would be defeated by you." I have more experience..." " I have been through countless tortures." A severed arm will not stop me." "I am of the Hitoshi bloodline.." Akashiri went into his default sword stance. He began shaking his head. Takeo giggled, collapsing on his knees. Suddenly an incredibly sharp arrow was fired into his chest. Blood splattered into Akashiri"s face Takeo died instantly. Akashiri saw a familiar face. He saw Jin Hitoshi. Jin was often called The Vengeance Spirit. He was a deathly ninja who most people never wanted to approach. He was 6'5, weighed 200 pounds, had silver hair, and dark brown eyes. He was 33. His weapons were a half-bow, a blowgun, a grappling hook, multiple smoke bombs, Kunai, Shuriken, and a white katana with a very smooth sheath.

He called his sword The White Tiger. Jin sucked his teeth, spitting on Takeo. F.u.c.k.i.n.g traitor. He looked at Akashiri, quickly pulling out a Kunai. " You must be Akashiri." He threw the Kunai past Akashiri. The Kunai landed in a tree that suddenly burst into flames. Jin had his Kunai enchanted with fire. His specialty was manipulating wood. He also called The Wood King. "Come." "We have a lot of work to do." "Why should I go with you?" said Akashiri. " Because I said so." Now let's go." "I refuse." Jin breathed heavily and said; " I want you to help me take down Victor." "I want to be the strongest of them all." "Help me help you." "Don't make me force you to join me."

Suddenly the voices of Cross and Sarah could be heard. " You will regret this," said Jin. Jin placed a demonic mask on quickly running towards the north disappearing. Akashiri placed his sword in his sheath, examining Takeo"s body. He looked at his sword and took it. He then buried his body in the tall grass taking a bow.

Jin Hitoshi"s Location.

Jin who was still running incredibly fast was pissed off. " That f.u.c.k.i.n.g bastard!" "He chose not to accept my offer!" "I should have killed him in The Industrial Elf Invasion." He will regret not joining me to kill Victor. "Unless he wants to take the title for himself!" "That sneaky piece of shit!" "If he stands in my way I will kill him just as I killed them, old women and children!" "Victor, your head is mine!" "I want your head on a f.u.c.k.i.n.g pike!" Jin leaped 20 feet in the air, continuing to run only this time on-air.