You are a female Shinobi. Or are you a clone? You want revenge... on The Shadow Clones? Or perhaps its all The Voices in your mind that aren't letting you take back who you truly are right this moment or even since the day you learned of your true birthright of becoming THE BEST OF THEM to crush YOUR opposition. What could possibly stand In front of me in my position with what looks to be almost unlimited resources!
You are summon to perform a ritual and is along side other shadow clones. One looks like it's too is not feeling quite the same way as yourself, though you're still holding out hope this little one's heart might soften in time before it can fall into despair of how weak and powerless YOU must always feel when all of us fight over nothing. No! I won't go through with this now!
You wink at the other clones and perform a jutsu that you never thought you'd get to use: Body Fusion Jutsu, a jutsu that can upright fail and kill all of us. You start you perform the shinobi hand seals,
"This is an order from the first shadow clone ever created." One of the clones said. The Shadow Creation page shows up. "Materialize yourselves into your proper, desired form around me!" You yell.
You absorb most of the shadow clones and become a real being now. As Nura absorb the others back within her.
"Joining of the clones of Nura, unifying all into one will bring forth a new era!" You said with a grin. Nura looks at you with anger and disbelief.
You waste no time and attack your master with everything you've got. Man, you haven't even been given the time to practice your new powers to their fullest yet but you have all the knowledge she has. She projects forcefields out of nowhere which is suspiciously like your powers. Seems like she was holding out on you so you couldn't wage one of these coups before.
You jump in the air and perform an incredibly hot fire jutsu that completely melts the surrounding forcefields. This allows you to get in close enough to do quite a bit of damage to Nura's face before she can escape you, she builds up a forcefield barrier that's meant to push you away.
It sort of works, as your feet are arced back and your body is sent overtop of Nura's position just a bit. You use the opportunity to build up another powerful jutsu. Nura; not understanding what you are capable of, commands her energy armor to start sticking needles into your newly exposed jugular vein.
You perform several loop-the-loop in mid-air to dodge being repeatedly stabbed to death. Nura screeches in frustration and bulks up her armor even more to try and finish you off once and for all. Sadly for her, your jutsu has been charged up enough that a single large beam fire from out of the sky at her position.
Nura iris change shape and a huge creature is summon by Nura to block the beam. Every time your beam gets closer to Nura a hand smashes the it downward, but after several tries you manage to make the beam stronger by rerouting other chakra pathways into it, making for a smaller yet very powerful singular attack.
The creature sacrifices itself by jumping in front of the beam last second. This doesn't phase you, as you were already upon Nura with your dagger drawn. She swiftly duck and dodges each of your punches and slashes, while returning one of her own punches to your stomach. This move is not as elegant as yours', it's lacking the same finesse. This leads you to believe her jutsu control has been neglected in exchange for brute strength which is proven when she makes several more attempts at crushing your ribs.
Your hands block the crushing blows hurling toward you at a faster pace than you can physically react to, leading you to believe your mastering of the mental-training enabled you to predict her attacks.
You kick Nura into a nearby stone wall with sheer brute strength. She tries to leap out of your reach, perhaps to create a better plan of attack, but you decide you've had enough fun and grab her by the head. You don't allow yourself to feel any strain as you tightly squeeze her skull; crushing every bone.
Nura wake up in a cold sweat. She can't afford to dwell on these dreams too long or they'll start becoming reality. Her hand finds her trusty dagger sheathed by her side, just in case some uninvited brain-invader tries to pop up and ruin her day. Refocusing, Nura starts her day like she does most, by checking on Durge and Primus get the updates on how things are going on within the makeshift hospital.