After Hozuki and Shiro departed, Satoru remained in place, his sharp gaze scanning the surroundings. His eyes landed on a familiar figure—a ninja with a scarred face, one of Sarutobi's trusted aides.
Satoru smirked. Perfect opportunity.
With the stealth of a seasoned shinobi, Satoru incapacitated the ninja using a brick (his improvisation never failed). After hiding the unconscious ninja, he used transformation jutsu to assume the man's appearance.
"Just in time," he thought, walking confidently to stand behind the Third Hokage. From here, the view of the arena was unparalleled.
But he wasn't here to enjoy the matches. His eyes drifted to Orochimaru, disguised as the Kazekage. This is where it all begins.
Below in the arena, Temari and Shikamaru's match concluded swiftly, setting the stage for Sasuke and Gaara's highly anticipated fight.
As Gaara stepped into the field, his cold voice echoed. "What a disappointment... Why you?"
Sasuke narrowed his eyes. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"I meant that your brother, Satoru, is worth my time. You are not," Gaara said flatly, his gaze devoid of emotion.
Sasuke's jaw tightened. Satoru? How does Gaara know about him? And what happened in the Forest of Death? That troublemaker...
Still, Gaara's dismissal ignited a flame of defiance in Sasuke. "Hmph. You'll regret underestimating me," he sneered.
The battle commenced with Gaara's impenetrable sand defenses countering Sasuke's every move. But Sasuke had improved under Kakashi's tutelage, and it showed.
"Chidori!" Sasuke roared, lightning chakra enveloping his hand with the sound of chirping birds. Charging at full speed, he managed to pierce Gaara's ultimate defense, drawing blood.
The crowd erupted in awe.
"Unbelievable! He broke through Gaara's defense!"
"As expected of the Uchiha!"
From his vantage point, Satoru observed Orochimaru's reaction. He looks pleased... This is the beginning of his plan.
Suddenly, Gaara's sand shell collapsed, revealing his partially transformed state. A monstrous claw—the manifestation of the tailed beast Shukaku—emerged, causing panic among the spectators.
Temari and Kankuro exchanged worried glances.
"Gaara's losing control," Temari whispered, fear in her voice.
"This wasn't part of the plan," Kankuro muttered.
The arena descended into chaos. Screams filled the air as civilians and ninjas alike tried to make sense of the scene. Amid the uproar, Orochimaru made his move.
Satoru, still disguised, noticed Orochimaru signaling his Sound ninjas. Smoke bombs filled the area as Orochimaru seized the Hokage, kunai at his throat.
Satoru dodged the barrage of shuriken coming his way, sighing in mock exasperation. Why does he get one kunai, and I get a rain of them? So unfair.
As the chaos escalated, the Sound Four quickly erected the Four Violet Flames Formation, trapping Orochimaru and the Third Hokage within a blazing barrier. The Konoha ninjas outside, immobilized by genjutsu, could only watch helplessly.
Inside the barrier, the Third Hokage confronted Orochimaru.
"So, Kazekage... was it all a ploy to betray Konoha?" Sarutobi asked, his voice steady despite the kunai at his neck.
Orochimaru smirked. "The alliances of nations are nothing more than tools of convenience. And now, this tedious game comes to an end."
"You intend to start a war?" Sarutobi asked grimly.
Orochimaru's grin widened. "Of course. Peace makes one weak, wouldn't you agree... Sarutobi-sensei?"
The Hokage's eyes widened as the realization struck. Orochimaru!
Meanwhile, Satoru, trapped within the barrier, assessed the situation. This wasn't part of the plan... Why am I stuck in here?
In a moment of absurdity, Satoru pulled a packet of ketchup from his pocket, smearing it on his face before collapsing theatrically to the ground. A freshly "wounded" ninja at your service.
From the barrier's edge, Konoha's ninjas desperately tried to break through.
"It's no use!" one ANBU operative exclaimed. "This barrier is impenetrable!"
Inside, Orochimaru continued his ominous dialogue. "Konoha is no longer of interest to me, Sarutobi-sensei. But your village's shinobi... especially Satoru and Sasuke... they intrigue me."
Sarutobi's eyes narrowed. "So that's your goal. You've come for them."
Orochimaru chuckled darkly. "Konoha was merely the stage. They are the stars of this little performance."
Outside the barrier, Satoru, still "dead," cracked an eye open. So much for keeping a low profile.
>>>>>
Complete Story available on Patreon.com/c/GGFanfiction :)
Gimme power stonesssss
Also, leave a review FFS