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"Howl... of the Grieving Moon God!" The pile of rubble he had landed in exploded outward as Amano was surrounded by a swirling tornado of black chakra. "HAHAHA! DUMBASS! YOU CAN'T KILL ME! I'LL KILL YOU AND THE LITTLE s**t THAT ATTACKED ME TOO!" The tornado twisted, rushing Fujin.

A strange puppet burst out of the ground behind Kazushi, pulling him out of the area to safety.

(Um... It's not wind. It's pure chakra. Think of it as a chakra-based Gatsuuga.)

The spinning delfected both objects, the wind slashes similarly bouncing off the rotation. Amano twisted in midair, burrowing into the ground and disappearing.

(forgot cp. uh... 130, I think?)

Amano emerged from the ground, visibly wounded. He laughed slightly, spitting blood onto the ground. "You just don't get it, kid..." He stabbed the tip of his sword into the ground. "You keep trying to kill me but I'm just doing this for fun!"
What little was left of the ramen shop was ripped from its foundations, and thrown Fujin. A second later, Amano pulled a set of kunai hooked to explosive tags out, throwing those as well.

"By all means, try!" He formed a handsign. "Chakra Break!"
He grinned sadistically as the wind disappeared. "See, now you've gone and pissed me off." He started rapidly forming handsigns, then swung his arm out to the side, a sphere of dark energy forming. "Kadoutama!" He rushed forward, arm outstretched to attack.

Neither attack had a chance to hit. What happened next was only barely visible as a red blur, but in the next instant Amano was screaming on the ground in pain, clutching a bleeding stump that until a moment ago had been his right leg. The Kadoutama had disappeared, and so it seemed had the black chakra.
Yamanaki calmly strode to where Eimin had landed, and removed it from where it had stuck into the ground. "I'll say this only oce, Amano." He said through gritted teeth, "Get the ******** out of my nephew's body."
He didn't respond; instead, he sat gaping at what had once been his leg. "It hurts..."
"Amano!"
He looked up at him, a fearful look in his eyes. "Why did you do that, Yama-niichan? Why... why does it hurt so much?"

The older ninja seemed taken aback, not knowing what to say. "K-karu?"

"It hurts... It hurts so bad..." [unclebrothermurdererREVENGEhateyou...] He pushed away, leaving a trail of blood as his leg dragged along the ground. "H-help meeee...." He clutched his head as if in intense pain, and his voice came out small and frightened, barely above a whisper: "no i don't wanna go back there it's dark and cold and scary and whyyy does it huuuurt..." He suddenly convulsed, his back arching and he cried out again before collapsing, panting heavily. "Son of a ******** b***h. The ******** did you do that for?!" He carefully righted himself, tearing his left sleeve off and wrapping it around his stump, sneering up at the ANBU.

"What is going ON, Amano?!" He held the scythe to the other's neck. "How are you still alive?! How are you controlling Karu?!"

Amano pushed the scythe away and stood, holding onto his sword for balance. "After you chopped my ******** LEG off?! ******** you, brother!"
The scythe swung, only to be met by a metallic CLANG as Ryukiba blocked the swing.

The second Eimin came into contact with Ryukiba the sword shattered from the blow, and Yamanaki pulled the scythe back. "Idiot. Intelligence was never your strong suit, brother. Now, consider your situation. I've got several pints of blood on you, and yet you still try to fight back? I don't want to kill you--"
"Only because you don't want to hurt your precious little b***h of a nephew--" He was cut off as the butt of the scythe slammed into his nose with a crunch and Amano fell to the ground, clutching a profusely bleeding and broken nose. "THE ******** NOT," Yamanaki slammed the back of the scythe into Amano's chest, prompting a spurt of coughed-up blood. "EVER. Call the only son of our brother that again."
Amano spit at him in response, and shakily stood again, this time holding himself up telekinetically. "Fine, you wanna be just like the others, like a damn fool. We were given these powers for a REASON, Brother! We are SUPERIOR to them! We have the power to rule the world, but NO! You and Kouryuu and Mother... All you ever talked about was World Peace and Love and bullshit like that!" He sneered, his sword starting to glow. "You make me sick."
Yamanaki's eyes widened in horror. "Fujin! Get out of here now!"

Yamanaki rushed forward, scythe raised to cut Amano down, but too late; a massive burst of chakra raged outward, throwing Yamanaki backwards.
Amano emerged from the smoke, sporting a strange black armor and a new leg that seemed to be made of condensed chakra. Eikai had changed as well, having grown in size until it had reached a massive size, larger than Amano himself, though he wielded it effortlessly. "Die!"
A second later, blood burst forth from nearly every inch of Yamanaki's body. Old wounds opened again, his arm falling off and innumerable lines of blood appeared across his chest, staining his ANBU uniform red. He collapsed, completely immobilized.
"Black Bishop takes White Knight," he grinned, turning away towards the northeast. "Sorry to disappoint you kid, but seeing as I'm missing a leg and I do believe those are the shouts of an ANBU squad approaching. So... Adieu." He grabbed the fallen leg where it had fallen, and disappeared.

Mako wrenched himself out, getting many nasty little scapes from the glass and splintered wood. He wished he could have helped any, anyway at all. The only way he thought could help was to describe the scene to this Midori character.

Plus the fact that he had a small plank of wood lodged through him helped make his decision quite fast. Help Midori.