Day Four

[Sasuke Uchiha]

This takes place before the Ultima Weapon EE

Gilgamesh, the one true king, mankind's oldest hero, and the origin of that which all fabled heroes of legend can be derived from; his story is written within the mythologies of all the countries of the world and his legacy, a bounty of unimaginable fortune…. or so he claimed; he claimed a lot of things. In fact, there wasn’t much the fair haired ‘King’ hadn’t laid claim to. (The trees, the rocks, all of their possessions… apparently, he thought he owned everything.) Most recently, he had laid claim upon whatever was being delivered by Karl Jak’s monkeys via helicopter.

Sasuke, however, didn’t like the plan. His comrades were in bad shape and they hadn’t eaten in a while. Jon was apparently only good for catching Gilgamesh, not diner, and with their successful recover of the last drop-off, Sasuke figured it best not to press their luck. After all, lightning never strikes twice.

The problem was, they weren’t just out of food, they were also out of water, and thanks to Karl Jak’s intrusive ‘Dead Zones’, the sources for fresh water had grown awfully scarce. In truth, they had no idea if they’d ever come across another chance for water again. There had been water alongside the Furby last time, and hopefully that was a reoccurring prize. They didn’t know for sure, but If they didn’t try for the drop off it was likely they’d die of thirst and not at the hands of a blood thirsty contestant. Basically, in the face of the unknown, you go with the evil you know, not the one you don’t. So, to the drop off they would go, in hopes that lightning could indeed, strike twice.

Admittedly, the young shinobi didn’t care for the egocentric personality of Gilgamesh, but he had to hand it to the time-lost king, he was no foreigner to the strategic prowess of a monarch, and like a Machiavellian courtier, he had, twice now, assembled an array of powerful allegiances from the within the pool of the surrounding area’s contestants. Together, their marry band of misfits had traversed the island and headed back to where it had all begun: the 1950’s themed diner.

Sasuke took point, no one seemed to mind, it was obvious that he was the fastest of the group; that and he figured they didn’t mind him risking his neck first either, better him than they. Either way, the shinobi was the first to spot the restaurant and on approach he singled for the party to halt.

Yo… am I going to make any cameos in this or what? Seriously, what’s going on here? You’re boring everyone to death, everyone knows Deadpool is the star of the Abyss. You’re just a meat-shield, haven’t you read my signature. Tch, make way, scrub.

Deadpool, followed by a f*ck-ton of other contestants, arrived at the clearing above the diner, next to the young ninja, and spoke, “Do you think they are still serving breakfast? I just looooove those little pigs in a blanket!”

Sasuke rolled his eyes at Deadpool’s comments as he turned to face the odd-ball band of contestants, accessing them with his sharingan as he did so. Gilgamesh had gathered together quite a force. Besides Sasuke and Jon, he had also acquired Blink, a magenta colored mutant, an emerald colored alien named Retane, Deadpool, we all know and love, and Ganondorf a…. coffee colored behemoth.(He stood at 7’6!) Sasuke didn’t quite know what to think of the creatures the King of Dunes had assembled, but with a quick look of his Uchiha eyes, he knew they possessed a fearsome strength.

“Good work, Sasuke, you have proven yourself a great asset to New Babylon.” Gilgamesh fawned over the ninja as he moved closer to place a hand on the youth’s shoulder. Jon Snow also gave Sasuke a look of approval, causing a grin to express itself upon the visage of the ninja. Sasuke didn’t realize it, but he had grown fond of Snow. He was a capable fighter and the ninja felt relieved he had someone dependable he could rely on in this. Commander Hammond had made the call and was right to of entrusted this mission to the two of them, they both had what it took to make it out of the abyss, unfortunately, only one of them could.

The Gruedo king scoffed at Gilgamesh’s remark in regards to New Babylon, though he refrained from speaking on it, instead he stepped forward, “Let’s just get this over with! After, I’ll have to prove to you once and for all whom the true King of the Dunes is!”

Blink stood adjacent Ganondorf, her body tense and ready for anything. Sasuke eyed the mutant, as neither her defensive stance nor her feminine figure went unnoticed by the youth. She was odd and unlike anything Sasuke had ever seen, but not altogether gruesome. In fact, the youth concluded, she wasn’t unattractive, just different… exotic even.

Yea…Ya know, if pink mutants are your thing. F*ckin' weirdo…

A large, almost prehistoric looking shadow covered the group as the bird who caused it loomed overhead, appearing as though it were headed to pass right over Deadpool.

Whoa! Okay, stop! I get it! I’ll stop heckling, just NO Birdsh*t! I swear to OmniJesus, enough with the birdsh*t! I’ll f*ckin' banish you!

…

‘Omni Jesus’? Who am I? One of your f*ckin’ lame a** NPC’s. GTFO, noob, smh.

“INSOLENCE! I am your Kin-” Gilgamesh started, however abandoned the train of thought and sighed, “You’re right, we’re not here for this. We’re here for that!” as he finished, his index finger extended in the direction of a helicopter, that had flown in over the mountain and now hovered above the diner.

Like trained navy seals, men in black, propelled down onto the roof of the diner, in true ‘death from above’ fashion. A beat later they had entered and exited from the diner, shimmying back up from whence they came, the chopper speeding off into the distance now.

“Mwhahah! This is my game! I rule here! Just get out of my way and maybe you won’t get hurt!” the green Namekian stepped forward with a fire in his eyes.

“Easy, friend, you’ll get your hands bloody soon enough.” Gilgamesh spoke up with a wave of his hand before he continued, “I say we send a scout in first.”

Of course he meant Sasuke. Who else?

***

In a flash, the shinobi had covered the distance from the clearing to the diner and had begun his search for opponents. Fruitless, he decided to move his investigation inside and yet, he found no one still. This seems too easy… the youth thought as his eyes fell upon Karl Jak’s present to the island. Upon a diner table top, off to the corner of the room, sat a wooden crate with the glowing panels; next to the crate a duffle bag with its seal open, revealing tons of food and water. Jackpot!... Sasuke thought as his mouth began to salivate.

“INCOMING!” someone shouted as a spray of gunfire blitzed the diner and with it, entered an android looking contestant, clad in highly advanced techno-armor. Rolling to her feet, and unaware of Sasuke’s presence, the shinobi got the drop on her. With a face full of fire, the female bounty hunter hit the linoleum tile floor with a thud. Her visage an expression of pain, though hidden beneath helmet, she directed her attention to where the flame originated from. Standing atop of a diner table, a headband wearing youth, brandishing a flamethrower aimed down the sights on Samus.

She smirked with the knowledge that he was too late, she had already activated her suit’s offensive systems, launching a barrage of devastating rocket fire at the ninja.

Ignorant to the workings of advanced warfare, missiles, flamethrowers, and the like, Sasuke raised his flamethrower and pulled the trigger in an attempt to combat the projectiles. With the flame roasting the barrage of missiles, explosions began to erupt just mere inches from the youth’s face, lifting him from his feet and backwards into the air, slamming against the wall of the grill stations.(Still coated in Mami’s blood.)

Sasuke, writhed on the floor behind the counter, struggled to lift himself to his feet. The missile barrage had not only thrown his ragged and scorched body across the dinner, it had also disoriented him, leaving his vision and hearing a chaotic mess.

Leaving the ninja for dead, Samus turned to exit the diner and upon hearing the shuffling sounds of her feet the Ninja deciphered that she was leaving. Where the f*ck does he think he’s going. Hmph, this isn’t over! Sasuke snarled in thought.

Pissed off and enraged at the thought of being disregarded and underestimated, the ninja pulled himself up from the diner debris and unveiled his weapon, firing a breath of flame at the bounty hunter with malicious intent. Samus scrambled, trying to avoid the blast of fire, but like Sasuke’s anger, it consumed her, scorching the exposed parts of her body.

“Where you running off to, when I’m still right here?” Sasuke’s speech was slow and his breathing heavy, but he pressed on, “There’s something you don’t know about me. My revenge is everything to me. As long as I can exact it, I don’t care what happens to me or anyone else! If sacrificing my body is the only way to kill him, I’d give up my life a million times over! I’ll burn you, this whole damn place, and everyone in it if that’s what it takes! NOW DIIIIIEEEE!!!”

With a determined look on his face, Sasuke balanced the nozzle of the flamethrower on the Diner counter for support and pulled back on the trigger unleashing, perhaps not an Uchiha flamed fireball, but a wealth of fire headed straight for Samus all the same...

In that moment, he suddenly remembered the card he had found attached to his weapon. It had read, “Heard they tried to take your fireballs away. Hope this helps.”

He grinned. It had helped.

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The moment passed and through a series of perfectly executed evasive maneuvers, Samus Aran avoided the brunt of the flamethrower’s devastation, allowing her to mount her own counter assault. The flak cannon discharged, spraying burning shards of metal all throughout the diner, destroying anything stupid enough to get in its way. Without a visual on her opponent, she could only speculate as to what had happened to the ninja, however she had heard the thud of what sounded like a body hitting the ground. Scrambling to her feet, Samus glanced around, this time not allowing herself to be caught off guard. Underestimating the shinobi was a mistake she wouldn’t make twice and as she searched for him, she readied herself for an attack.

Suddenly, what sounded like the crackle of a live electrical current, burst into existence, casting a light azure hue over the restaurant. Samus took a step back, most likely assuming it was the work of Erza, laying into people with GOD DAMN lightning bolts!

Before Samus could investigate further, Sasuke sprang out from behind the counter, and unleashed a thunderous blow into her chest. His lightning-infused fist, cheered on by the sounds of a thousand birds screeching, screaming, and pleading for Samus’s life to end. However, the bounty hunter refused to die. Hell, the b*tch even refused to scream!

Sasuke’s confident expression gave way to terror as his eyes widened. This…. Brute of a warrior was truly withstanding the might of his Chidori. The glow of his attack began to dissipate as, with a grunt, the hunter smashed her helmet against Sasuke’s face, knocking the ninja backwards and breaking his contact with her.

A sensation of pain overwhelmed his face as he landed on his haunches with a thud. Managing to his feet, he left himself open for attack, an opening Samus took advantage of, and one he wouldn’t soon forget.

*BANG!!*

From point blank range he couldn't avoid this blast like he had the first. An explosion of shrapnel assailed the youth’s face, causing him an immense pain and launching him across the diner, toppling over table after table as he went, until finally, he landed with a smashing sound and his consciousness started to slip away from him. He fought it as he tried to steady himself.

The woman, her legs somewhat shaky, rose to her feet. Her eyes found the package, but in her heart, she knew that her teammates were still risking their lives. Turning to look at the door, she saw the mercenary leaning against the frame, a furry toy in his hand.

“Have fun,” Deadpool replied as he chucked the object at Samus. The bounty hunter stumbled backwards as the Furby hit the ground in front of her and somehow managed to land upright. The strange little toy wiggled, its eyes looking up and down as it chirped something out of its plastic beak. Samus wasn’t an idiot—the bounty hunter turned and tried to run even as those words rang out from the toy.

“I love you,” it said before it exploded and brought down the front half of the dinner.

*KABOOM!!*

Sasuke blacked out.

***

Sasuke Uchiha awoke and peered about the diner with his one good eye. One good eye?! Sasuke placed a hand to where he had once possessed vision, but alas, his fingers felt blood, and flesh, but nothing that resembled an eyeball. He pulled his, Village of the Leaf, head band down over the side of his face, covering the injury; an image of Obito flashed in his mind as he grimaced, then chuckled at his misfortune.

Barely able to see, he scanned the room for the hunter, but he knew the woman was dead. There was just no way she could have survived that blast. He managed, with trouble, to his feet. Staggering, he stumbled over to where the crate had once been located and began to clear away the debris.

“There!” He said as he found it, looking down at the warm glowing mass of rainbow light and scooped it up. A bright light flashed, enveloping the dinner and blinding anyone within eyesight. Once the light faded, the rainbow mass he had once held in his hand was gone and in its place, a weapon of legend remained. Sasuke grinned, “I guess lightning does strike twice.”