Battle Of Power!

[Mellow]

Okami Kengan & Yuichiro vs Kyo Kengan, Gyoken Uchiha & Yatoru Kengan

- Setting -

This battle will take place in the Valley Of Hell, a remote canyon located in the Land of Hot Water. The time of day is exactly 12:00pm (noon), the skies are clear and the sun is out making the somewhat sketchy and vacant canyon moe appealing than usual. As for the weather, it's about 75 degrees with cool slight breezes.

This Is A T1-RP Fight - All Standard Rules Apply
Anything Not Included In Your Bio May Not Be Used Later On In The Battle!

Kyo -> Gyoken -> Yatoru -> Yuichro -> Ōkami​

 

[Mellow]

In the heart of the Valley of Hell, where the air was thick with an eerie stillness, a young shinobi stood poised atop one of the many rocky tops within the canyon. Unlike the traditional shinobi, Kyo wears a more modern styled outfit; His dark red jacket seemed to almost shine in the sunlight as the lower portion gently moved with the cool subtle breezes within the valley, which exposed his white undershirt and silver diamond studded necklace. The pants he wore weren't anything special as they were a basic pair of black joggers with straps and chains hanging from its form topped with a pair of red shoes with a single white stripe along the inner and outer sides. The sky above were like a canvas of muted hues which allowed his black and white 2-toned hair to shine, along with his silver drop earring holding a silver and gold bell ornament on his right ear. The ground beneath his feet was rocky and uneven, each stone and crevice a testament to the countless battles that had been waged within this sacred ground. He scanned the desolate landscape, the distant mountains casting elongated shadows that seemed to dance to the rhythm of his heartbeat. The Valley of Hell, with its haunting beauty and treacherous terrain, was a crucible that had seen the rise and fall of warriors throughout the ages. Kyo's posture at the very moment was one that seemed relaxed as his hands were within the pockets of his joggers, his deep blue eyes, sharp and focused, surveyed the horizon with an intensity that belied his anticipation. The wind whispered through the valley, carrying the echoes of the water bodies and falling of rocks against the canyon floors.
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Kyo: All this waiting around is starting to get boring, I came here hoping to interfere with a battle to get some enjoyment.​

Kyo's gaze begins to become intense as his scans around the environment became more like the focus of a predator. The very atmosphere seemed to tremble with his expectation, as if the Valley of Hell itself acknowledged his presence. The mind of this young shinobi was a whirlwind of thoughts, each thought a blade-sharp calculation as he imagined the possibilities of the battles he could have. His muscles tensed, a symphony of controlled energy that flowed through his every fiber.

 

[Jeriah]

Gyoken's obsidian eyes met the sun's radiant beams as they filtered through the delicate veils of clouds. This moment of basking in the sunlight allowed him to feel a connection to its positivity, appreciating the symbolic power it held. To Gyoken, the sun represented an unmatched flame, a universal force so potent that even planets obeyed its gravity out of sheer awe. Its serenity reflected the peace he sought, and he found inspiration in its relentless light that seemed impossible to quench, much like his resolve to become a formidable shinobi. Deep in thought, his mind worked like a mathematician's, running through countless simulations of battle strategies, all aimed at minimizing harm and achieving swift resolution. Gyoken's innate kindness conflicted with his combat ambitions, yet he was determined to reconcile these aspects and grow stronger. The echoes of his footsteps resonated against the rugged landscape, drawing him closer to his encounter with Kyo. As he neared, he addressed the figure with a calm demeanor, "You must be Kyo of the Land of Demons. It's an honor to make your acquaintance." Gyoken's respectful bow conveyed his sincerity as he positioned himself against a tree, folding his arms across his chest and closing his eyes to better attune his senses to the surroundings, alert for any incoming footsteps heralding their opponents' approach.

 

[Yatoru]

Song of Introduction
the heart of the Valley of Hell, where the air was thick with an eerie stillness, a young shinobi can be found taking a slight leisurely stroll through the quiet and still canyon; with the time being at high noon and the clears cleared of major cloud coverage this young lad whose onyx black locks flowed with the ever gentle breeze that cooled the mild heat. His fair peach skin etched with the curves of his muscle fibers, where towards the mid drift of his abdomen down is wrapped in clean bandages that conceal further beneath baggy jet black jiggers held by a Ox hide belt, pants that perfectly tucked into strange close toed, combat boots. His movements were precise yet elegant, his cold blue eyes which carried a hidden darkness deep inside stared out towards the horizon of the Canyon. A noticeable complexion of this young lad wasn't any battle scars, no it was the toughness of his posture and the hardness of his knuckle pads, signs of a warrior who relied only on his physical strength. But with each stride filled step, he drew ever closer to the scene of being revealed, like a shadow casting from the sun, this young man stopped his progression, having drawn so close to the meeting spot, he'd slowly bend his knee's allowing him to stand from a Plantigrade state to a Digitigrade state. The balls of his feet pressing upon the stony surface before pushing from them allowing him to leap to the air. His leap which put him at such incredible heights can be viewed as a Crane taking flight, only to land upon the peak of one of the rock formations staring down upon the two who seemed to have been at the meet up location.

His Cold blue eyes slowly averting towards the two as the cold breeze were at the strongest at a higher elevation almost seemed to dance around him, the steadfast and unwavering rock formation that he stood on seemingly bowing to his very presence this young lad observed the two for a short few seconds, taking in the information of both individuals, one being his little brother, the other an unknown aspect to the land of demons. This short analytical point was just enough to gather the land formation, strength of the breeze on the ground level and other possible variables; for it was at this moment that the young lad Yatoru Kengan mad his presence known, speaking with an almost amused and joking manner,​

"♪So this is where you went off too Kyo. Here I thought you went to go take a shit, don't tell me you started the fun without me! And whose this other kid?♪"​

His voice which flowed through the Canyon effortlessly as Yatoru stood, his hands sliding into his pockets as he waited for either a respond or a reaction from Kyo; a symbolical gesture of their brotherly bond.

 

[Reigetsu]

At the same time during the three young lads crossing paths, a beautiful middle age woman is seen levitating over the Valley of Hell utilizing her wind chakra to form a strong gust of wind current to keep her floating, she was hearing towards a after feeling something draw her here, this Kazekage felt puzzled about the importance of this place, it has long been abandoned since the Chinoike Clan fled to Kiri and bent the knee to their Mizukage, no matter, she'll simply reduce this place to rubble when she deals with whatever is drawing her to this place. Once she returned to reality, she disperse the gust of wind and falls down gracefully to the valley's depths only to slow herself down as the ground was quickly approaching but landed softly then walks deeper only to have her vision obscured by the red mist of iron that seems to thicken and lighten in some areas, Yuichiro sent a pulse of chakra through the place and managed to get a ping of three chakra signatures once the pulse traveled and faded "hm? Looks like there are people here, lets go say hi" proceeds to walk down the corridors and broken paths till she finds three young teenagers, curiosity got the best of her then proceeded to bite her thumb and drag the bleeding appendage across her right palm, summoning a long glaive radiating a dark orange aura that seems to resonate with it's owner's chakra then subsides within a few seconds. While the youngsters talked amongst themselves, Yuichiro clears her throat loud enough for them to hear "Well Hello, looks like I walked into a fan club hideout"

 

[Okami Kitsune]

On one of the higher peaks of the canyon, not too far from his twin brothers, Okami Kengan could be found meditating. Places such as these were one of the few places he could truly feel at peace, his thoughts undisturbed by anything remotely violent - in fact, moments like these were the only times his mind was entirely his own, unpoisoned and not at all corrupted by the impure teachings of the Kengan clan. In fact he'd even gotten to the canyon first, but that was when Kyo saw fit to join him. That had been fine because at least Kyo knew to not interrupt his meditation. The same could not, unfortunately, be said for --​

"♪So this is where you went off to Kyo. Here I thought you went to go take a shit, don't tell me you started the fun without me! And whose this other kid?♪"​

... And there it was, the party-pooper was here - Yatoru, also known as his oldest brother... And the one he wanted to surpass the most - more than even their father, Yujiro Kengan. Wait, there was another kid there? As in, a literal child? Okami's brilliant amber eyes would open at this as he stood up, jumping down onto the ground with no sign of pain or discomfort in his legs or feet. He would take a look at his surroundings, the fresh and clean air filling his upper and lower respiratory tracts and keeping him calm as he took note of the new arrivals... His analytical gaze would then fix itself upon the shortest, youngest, and most likely the weakest one there, but not before politely nodding in the direction of the woman, being polite since he could tell she was strong with but a glance.​

"I gotta agree with Yato on this one, Kyo. Who's the kid? He doesn't look like much. Hell, I could probably lay him flat with both hands tied behind my back with each limb weighed down with two-ton boulders in two seconds flat."​

Naturally, it was no secret between him and his brothers that he knew weakness when he saw it - he should know, since he was the only one who'd been thrown down the mountain by his face for his rite of passage... Yujiro himself still insisted to this day he had no idea why he'd gone that far. So if Okami of all people was making such claims, then there was a very strong chance of it being true.​

 

[Mellow]

The young demon shinobi's boredom was somewhat cut short by a voice of another, a rather unfamiliar one at that. As such, he looked back with his hands still within his pockets as the look he gave the young lad was one of curiosity and slight irritation; But not because of his mere presence but the simple fact things were taking too long to get exciting. Before responding, Kyo analyzed the body language and stature of the kid just to get a good sense of his vibe. His height was indeed quite small, and the way he carried himself didn't help much either. Even so, he could tell something about this kid was off, he didn't know exactly what it was but finding out more about this kid was going to be quite interesting. During his analyzation of the kid that kind of introduced himself, he felt the signatures of both his brothers, one was nearing them and the other was already present, Kyo just simply chose to ignore it until he felt it necessary to acknowledge him. In just a few short moments, his older twin brother came into view, already starting with his usual jokes followed by his younger twins comment. Things had finally started to get interesting which made his annoyed look to change into a more pleased expression.
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Kyo: Im just standing here, does it look like I started the fun already dumbass. As for the Kid, how the hell should I know who he is; He just appeared and introduced himself without even saying a name. - Speaking of which, what's your name anyway? Don't be so formal with me either, just speak normal.​

With that being said, he was about to start things up until he felt yet another chakra signature, though this one seemed to be stronger than all of them, while the signature itself may have been strong; Kyo remained unimpressed by the display of whoever the woman was once he actually looked to see where the source was emitting from. His deep blue eyes yet again analyzing another unknown presence, though what drew his attention the most was the glaive she summoned which only made the middle Kengan brother's expression to display a slight smirk. Whoever she was, she was ready for battle and Kyo definitely wasn't going to wait around to give her one.
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Kyo: Either way, while we're all here we might as well have some fun. By the way Okami, there's something strange about this kid; Don't get too cocky, everytime that happens you end up on your ass. I suggest you don't underestimate this one little brother, because if you lose. You know we won't let you live it down. As for me, I think i'll take on the big chick, it's been a while since I took down a higher up shinobi. This should be fun!​

While this was said in a playful manner, he was also very serious on the matter between Okami and Gyoken.

 

[Jeriah]

As Gyoken's thoughts swirled with uncertainty, the weight of Kyo's penetrating gaze bore down on him, making him feel as vulnerable as a startled cat. The silence hung heavy, each second pregnant with tension, until the introduction he had anticipated finally came. The interjection of another presence broke the stifling atmosphere, and Gyoken's relief was palpable as the focus shifted elsewhere, momentarily granting him respite. But it didn't last, and the attention swiveled back to him, revealing his name in a nervous stutter. "I-I-I'm Uchiha Gyoken," he managed, hastily replicating the bowing gesture he had observed earlier, trying to suppress his nerves. The exchange between the others stirred a chuckle from Gyoken, but his mirth vanished when he sensed unfamiliar chakras approaching, signaling the intrusion of new players. His face turned serious, his gaze sharpening as a newcomer named Okami insulted him. Immediately, a fire ignited within Gyoken. His response was swift and decisive, fingers deftly retrieving shurikens from his pouch, which he infused with the shadow-style chakra nature. In a display of mastery over shuriken jutsu, he sent them hurtling toward Okami with blinding speed. The precision of his technique was remarkable, making the projectiles nearly impossible to track with the naked eye. In his wake, Gyoken followed, aiming to exploit the chaos his shurikens might cause, his intent clear: Okami had become his primary target.

 

[Yatoru]

Yatoru stood upon the surface of the rock formation, hearing this young lad establish his identity only to notice the astrange igniting of fighting spirit deep inside the young boy as he quietly observed, noticing the boy reaching for some shuurikens before alas tossing them towards his youngest twin sibling, one thing became certain, that Okami's remark had ignited something in this mysterious boy to prove the Youngest Kengan wrong. Yatoru's own blood boiling with excitement, his lips curled into a smirk, the delight of a battle was what he needed, his very fighting spirit raging around him though invisible, the rock formation trembled by it. Small stones breaking off the formation of rock came crashing down crumbling upon impact with the canyon floor as Yatoru slowly entered a squatting posture, before erupting into the air with such intense speed as the formation of rock that once bowed before his presence crumbled by the sheer pressure of his legs pushing off them, the velocity that built up around Yatoru allowed him to ascend into the sky, his body shrouded in a thin air resistant membrane as he himself began his assault.

By pivoting his hip, he allowed his body to spin at such a rapid pace almost becoming a blur in the sky before alas his left leg became visible, the toes of his boot striking towards the mysterious woman who dared suggest that this meeting was but a fan club; the strike of this kick which had been infused with his chakra emitted a strange blue hue, striking at his opponent with physical representation of the Kinetic Energy behind Yatoru's Kick. This Physical Representation takes the form of a Serpent like Dragon of Dark Blue Coloration that swiftly approach the Target. Descending down upon the Canyon, this Dark Blue Dragon of pure Kinetic Energy and Air Pressure would come slamming down towards the woman's location with a force of a Semi Truck going Sixty MPH, such weight behind the kick being able to carve away at the ground producing a small crater as Yatoru himself landed upon another rock formation, ten feet back giving him visual sighting of the woman's location but also Okami's whilst steering clear of the trajectory of the Shuriken's thrown by the Gyoken child.

 

[Okami Kitsune]

Even as his eldest brother went on the offensive towards the Kazekage, Okami kept his attention on the child attacking him. He gave no outward indication that he heard his other brother's statement (though he had heard it) while he swiftly took off the rather large and extremely heavy duffel bag carrying an insurmountable amount of skipping stones - which would immediately used to block the projectiles he knew had been thrown at him by holding it in front of his chest vertically, not unlike a tower shield. This also had the effect of blocking debris sent his way from the force of Yatoru's [Blue Dragon Kick] - a move Okami himself was intimately familiar with, having been on the receiving end of it numerous times. Okami would then heave the bag over his shoulder before throwing it at Gyoken with all the force he could muster, his strength allowing him to make it match the speed Gyoken's Shuriken had behind them. Okami would then pull his arms behind him before thrusting them forward in an open-palm position, firing a powerful shockwave with the aid of a small amount of his chakra with the intention of adding further speed and momentum behind the duffel bag. He would then enter his fighting stance while activating his chakra membrane, waiting to see how Gyoken would react - all his focus was now on gauging the boy's abilities and countering as needed before going on the offensive.