Ch 19

(Meanwhile)

In a clearing situated in a forest many, many miles away from the destruction wrought to the outskirts of Konoha, a distortion in the air suddenly broke the night air. After shimmering and spinning for several seconds, a black mass was unceremoniously deposited onto the grass with a dull thud.

When the smoke trailing the object dissipated into the cold air, the smoke revealed a very burnt, very battered, and very arm and legless Tobi.

Having barely managed to escape the explosion in the armoury that levelled a massive chunk of the neighbourhood, the tattered and still simmering assailant growled and shuddered in pain, as he used his stump of a right arm to try and push himself into a more dignified position. When he lifted his face off of the forest floor, the murderer revealed that the left half of his face had completely melted, revealing a bit of bone glistening underneath the charred muscles. Clearly he'd managed to turn that particular side of his body towards the wall of flames at the last second, before opening up a Kamui that took him the hell out of there…

And half of the explosion with him.

Since he didn't have another Sharingan to fall back on thanks to having his second eye punctured by his diminutive attacker, he had no choice but to bail.

Of course, after barely surviving the combusting blast zone, it was easy to see why he was a little bit… upset…

"I swear… when I get my hands on that boy… I am going to enjoy… ripping the Kyuubi out of him…" the man hissed through the skin he could still feel burning around his lips. "I'm going to save him for last."

The fact that he could taste blood and barbequed human flesh on his tongue only served to fuel the fire of his rage.

TO BE CONTINUED…