Five miles east of the main camp, the Root squad had established their secondary location.
A small cave was heavily guarded. Thirty elite Root agents stood at the entrance, weapons drawn. Inside, Satoshi and Kaori Uchiha lay unconscious, bound by chakra-suppressing seals.
Suddenly, Ren was there.
He stood directly in front of the captain, his face shadowed, his hand gripping a sword made of pure, Reishi.
"H—" The captain tried to speak.
Slash.
Ren cut him; he moved so fast the air didn't have time to displace. The captain's body slid apart diagonally, cauterized instantly by the density of the Reishi.
"Enemy!" the agents screamed.
An agent lunged with a kunai. Ren's sword flickered. The agent's arm fell off, followed by his head.
Another agent tried to weave signs. Ren appeared behind him and bisected him from shoulder to hip.
In less than ten seconds, thirty elite assassins were reduced to piles of meat. Ren walked over the corpses, his shoes squelching in the blood, and entered the dark cave.
The air inside the cave was cold.
Ren walked past the damp stone walls. The rage he had felt in the carriage was gone, replaced by a cold, suffocating void.
He saw them.
Satoshi was slumped against the wall, breathing shallowly, his forehead bruised. Kaori was lying next to him.
Ren dropped to his knees. He ignored the blood on his hands and touched his mother's cheek.
"Mom?"
He saw the damage immediately. Her soul wasn't dead, but the connection to her body had been violently severed. It was drifting aimlessly in the void.
"No..." Ren whispered.
His skin began to turn pale—dead white.
Suddenly, a blue glow illuminated the back of the cave.
Kato Dan's spirit floated through the wall. He had come on Danzo's orders to inspect Satoshi's memories.
Dan stopped. He saw Ren crouching over the bodies.
"You found us?" Dan asked, genuinely surprised. "Impressive."
Ren slowly turned his head.
The air in the cave grew heavy.
White substance began to pour out of Ren's pores. It bubbled and hardened, crawling down his neck, covering his chin, his cheeks, and his nose.
Kato Dan froze. As a spirit user, he was sensitive to spiritual energy.
'What is that?!' Dan panicked.
Ren's eyes turned black. The white mask finished forming.
Dan didn't wait to speak. He felt primal terror.
ZOOM.
Dan canceled his technique instantly. His spirit vanished, fleeing back to his physical body at the main camp.
Konoha Main Camp
"WAKE UP!"
Kato Dan's real body convulsed as his spirit slammed back into it. He scrambled out of the medical tent, screaming at the top of his lungs.
"BATTLE POSITIONS! ENEMY INCOMING!"
The 200 Konoha shinobi, who were just starting to relax, scrambled for their weapons.
"What is it? Is it Suna?" a Jonin yelled.
"It's Ren!" Dan screamed, sweat pouring down his face. "He's coming!"
BOOM.
There was no travel time. One second, Dan was shouting. The next, a black silhouette appeared directly in front of him.
Ren didn't use a jutsu. He didn't use a sword.
He punched Kato Dan in the gut.
CRACK.
The sound of Dan's ribs shattering echoed across the desert. Dan was launched like a cannonball, flying backward through three tents before crashing into a supply crate, coughing up massive amounts of blood.
The dust settled, revealing the intruder to the terrified army.
It was Ren. But it wasn't Ren.
His face was covered with a mask.
It was a terrifying, skeletal face. The eyes had no sclera—just a black void with a pair of Mangekyo Sharingan spinning within.
Two long horns protruded from his forehead, curving backward. Two sharper horns grew from the back of his head, curving forward beside his cheeks.
Two thick, blood-red stripes ran vertically from the forehead, through the empty eye sockets, down to the chin.
"Kill him!" a squad leader screamed in terror. "Fire Style: Great Fireball!"
Twenty ninja launched fireballs. Wind scythes. Earth spikes. A storm of destruction engulfed Ren.
Ren stood in the flames. He didn't move.
Then, he opened his mouth.
"ROAR."
It was a shockwave.
The scream blew the fire away. It shattered the earth spikes. It ruptured the eardrums of the nearest fifty ninja, dropping them to their knees, bleeding from their ears.
Ren moved.
He was a blur of white and black. He grabbed a ninja by the face and slammed him into the ground so hard the man exploded. He spun, his leg cutting through three men like a blade.
Ren didn't stop. He tore limbs. He crushed skulls. He moved with the jerky, chaotic speed of a horror movie creature.
Kato Dan, broken and bleeding, tried to crawl away. He looked back and saw his army being erased.
Ren appeared above him.
The mask looked down at Dan.
Ren didn't speak. He reached down and grabbed Dan by the throat, lifting him one-handed.
Ren's other hand charged a small ball of red energy. A Cero.
He pressed it against Dan's chest.
FLASH.
A beam of red light vaporized the center of the camp.
When the light faded, silence returned to the desert.
There were no screams. There were no enemies. There was only a crater left.
Ren stood alone in the center of the ruin, blood dripping from his white hands. In his black, empty eye sockets, devoid of white, the red Mangekyo spun and glowed in the moonlight.
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