One Thousand Hands (OC- Senju SI)

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I teleported backward, landing right next to my clone atop Jinpei's body as he began to force the ground away so he could dig himself underneath it. "Belay that," I ordered instead, and sent three kunai into the air, preparing my space-time ninjutsu again. 

Once again, space itself seemed to fold as the dust release technique hit my portal and began to be sucked in. The only difference between this time and any of the others was that instead of teleporting the technique to a random part of the forest, I teleported it straight at the Iwa-nin. Watching his own jutsu spear through his fellow shinobi and turn them to dust brought a snarl to Onoki's face as he stopped the technique a second later. A second too late. He'd already lost at least a few dozen of his. 

"You dare?" There was rage in his voice as he remained floating above the battlefield. I yawned instead of giving him a serious reply, enjoying the way he seemed to purple from the sight. 

"Go after my people, I come after yours. What say we both keep them out of the big boy fight, Fencesitter?" Rudely enough, he did not even attempt to reply. Instead, he flew downwards, crashing into the ground with his hands outstretched. The ground around him erupted, and a very familiar jutsu began to form: an earth golem. One that was like Hiruzen's in the way the Mona Lisa was like a child's finger painting. I honestly wish I could say that the comparison was an exaggeration. It wasn't. 

For one, Onoki's golem formed faster than Hiruzen's had that day he'd used it against us in training, and even despite that, it stood at least half a body taller. It was thicker even. The stone that formed its muscles was more detailed, more defined. Hiruzen's golem was a man-shaped thing. Onoki's golem was a giant version of himself except that it was built like a professional bodybuilder and tall enough to scrap with Kurama at his full spread. 

"I'm taller," I heard the tailed beast say in my ear. 

"Nope, pretty certain that thing's bigger than you." 

"No, it isn't," he said a second later, and then he went silent again, cutting off the connection. I chuckled internally before the golem moved. It seemed to flicker through space. One second, it was all the way over there, and the next it was in front of us, striking down with a punch that moved so fast fire seemed to gather at the end of its fist. It was all I could do to reach out to the bits of my chakra connected to Kushina, Minato, Mikoto, and Kizuru. I teleported them backward, back into the treeline along with myself while my clone pulled at the mud around Jinpei and him to form a barrier. However, just like I feared, the punch shattered the barrier in one blow, and before the second could land, my clone dispelled Jinpei's summoning and teleported over to me. We felt the ground shiver and shake as the second punch hit it rather than my clone or the whale. 

"Did you see that one coming?" My clone asked as we watched the Tsuchikage begin to form another of those geometric shapes with his dust release. 

"Not at all, but it does make sense he's strong enough to make our plans useless. No point planning against Kage, remember?" I said, referencing something we had seen in Tobirama's notes. "There are shinobi who possess such power and might that any plan formed against them would fail, not because of a deficiency in the mind of the planner, but because their power is such that it rewrites rules of the game as they exist. My brother, Hashirama, and to my displeasure, his friend Madara, are two such shinobi." His notes had read. 

"So what are we going to do?" 

"We trade punches until one of us wins. With how much chaos you've strewn in that lot, I doubt they'd make much difference in the fight," I said, referencing the group of Iwa-nin still reeling from my various assaults. 

"As for you, take them back to the village and dispel. I can feel my nature chakra reserves running low. That Boil Release Rasengan took a lot out of me. Controlling that much chakra, containing it…" I drifted off as the dust release jutsu flew towards us. My clone nodded, and in a second he was gone. So were Kizuru and my team, over the protests that they were just managing to voice. I teleported to the other side of the forest before I began walking out, coming into Onoki's full view even as I watched the area I'd taken cover in turn to nothing but dust. 

"Hiding, are you? One would take you for many things, but a coward would never have been one of them." He taunted as he flew back towards that golem of his, standing on its shoulder. 

"Do you know why Kokuo is the fastest of the tailed beasts?" I asked instead as I felt my clone return my chakra to me. I began to use the chakra to stoke what remained of Kokuo's chakra within me. I had wanted to save this for the Raikage, but even this would probably have failed against him if Uzume's words proved true. And I had no doubt that they would. 

"Who?" He asked instead. 

"Oh. You know him as the Five-Tails. Do you know why he was the fastest?" 

"I assume you will tell me whether I want to know or not," he said, sounding as uninterested as anyone had ever been in a subject. 

"Because…" I began but did not finish as his golem moved then, stomping the ground I'd stood on a second earlier as it flickered in space to cross the distance. Flying Thunder God safely ferried me to the other end of the battlefield. 

"Rude," I said, as I felt my chakra finally reach a boil. I shot straight at him, steam trailing my form. I felt my body accelerate more and more as I moved over ground. When my feet left the ground, pushing me forward and for his head, steam shot after me like I was a cork from a pressure cooking pot sent flying. Somehow, he still managed to get the golem to react in time and we clashed fists. For the first time in this form, I hit something and it didn't just bend around me. There was an impossible strength behind the golem's strike. Like it just defied physics and everything else. 

The unstoppable force hit the immovable object, and I was the one sent rocketing back, crashing through tree after tree until I was able to find purchase with my feet against the ground and force myself to an abrupt stop. A blast of light in my direction, and I was gone with Flying Thunder God before Onoki's dust release could rewrite the landscape, except with me as a part of it this time. I took a breath and watched the golem take a step in my direction before it came to a stop. 

"I've been kneading the earth since before you were a twinkle in your father's eye, boy. If you think such a cheap trick would work on me, then you've got another thing coming," the Tsuchikage bragged, but he might not have fallen into my trap, but he was still close enough. I formed a snake seal, and the mud I'd bubbled underneath the surface shot upwards in a series of tendrils that sought to wrap around the golem's limbs and restrain it. Onoki formed another shape with his dust release, sending an arcing blast that followed his hands and cut through each of the tendrils in turn. But there was more where that came from. More and more mud that raced and rushed at the giant golem. 

Onoki folded his hands together, and another blast of dust release shot from his hands and enclosed the entire mass of mud in a cube of light. A second later, it was just dust. All dust. I fired a set of kunai in his direction, preparing to teleport to them in a second, but his golem's hand lashed out, moving in an arc that managed to deflect all the kunai back to the ground in less time than it had taken me to throw them. I sighed and unsealed my bow from my sleeve's sealing dimension. The golem rushed in my direction. I teleported to the side and fired a bolt of lightning straight for Onoki's head. The much shorter man shifted his head ever so slightly, and my arrow flew straight ahead, missing him by a wide margin. 

The golem smashed its foot against the ground, and I felt it rumble as spears taller than I was shot from the ground. I pushed myself up in the air as my chakra accelerated to a boil, and I used the force to push myself upwards. The golem's foot smashed through where I had been a second earlier as I forced myself to teleport off to the side. I scowled as I felt the number of markers I had around the battlefield had dropped once again. Feeling the ground beneath me begin to agitate, I forced my chakra into it and fought Onoki's for supremacy. He had figured out that I was teleporting to the kunai I had strewn about, and he was somehow managing to use earth release to do something to them even in the middle of our battle. 

The second I diverted attention from the fight between us to fighting him for the ground, the golem moved again. I teleported to the side, and its fist crashed into the ground, practically erasing the ground to form a crater from the force with which he had hit. 

I felt my connection to the kunai I'd just teleported away from disappear a second later, and another one of my kunai went the same way a few seconds later. It was an interesting strategy, and a way I actually hadn't anticipated someone using to fight the Hiraishin. What made it even more impressive was that this was his first time facing the technique. If someone like Chiyo or Hanzo figured a workaround, it would make sense considering we'd crossed paths before and they had been victims of the technique already, but in just a few exchanges, Onoki had sussed out that I was teleporting to the markers, figured out some way to sense where they were on the ground, and then come up with a strategy for getting rid of them. 

I could see why this man had outlived everyone in his generation while living in a profession where most people died before they were old enough to have kids. I dipped my hand into my kunai pouch, and he took the chance to send the blast of dust release he'd been gathering in my direction. 

I teleported to one of my few remaining markers, off to the left, and found an earthen pillar shooting at me with all the force of a bullet even if it was easily big enough to crush me to bits. I stretched my hands in front of myself, abandoning the kunai for the time being and using a lightning spear to blast the stone to pieces. I teleported away as spikes shot from the ground beneath me. Onoki's golem was there this time, trying to punt me into the distance. I teleported backward, eyes wide and paying attention to every single detail, waiting for the attack I was sure would come. In the meantime, two more of my markers disappeared from my senses. 

The same second they did so was the second two clones of the Tsuchikage tore themselves from the ground on either side of me. Both their hands were splayed in a seal, and less than a second later, I was enclosed in a cube of dust release. Before the jutsu could run its course, I'd teleported away, but that had been too close for comfort. 

Even worse, the bastard knew it. He was grinning now. I could feel my reserves of nature chakra dropping. Each use of the Hiraishin was a reverse summoning, and while my chakra control was elite enough that I wasn't dying from just using it a few times, using it to remote teleport the others, teleporting Onoki's dust release on three separate occasions, and all my other jumps meant that I was far from swimming in chakra. 

I braced myself as both of the clones flew at me. I accelerated my chakra, increasing the pressure until it hit a boil, and then I was off. The first clone managed to dodge my straight punch and avoided being destroyed in one hit, but there was nothing it could do to stop my hand that followed behind the punch and grabbed a hold of its face. 

I teleported with it, using the Flying Raijin to appear off in the forest with it, simultaneously marking it with my Hiraishin seal. A second later, I was back where I had left—Ping-Pong Jutsu: Stage 1. The second clone aimed a blast of dust release in my direction, even as I felt the seal I had on the other clone accelerating straight ahead. It was child's play to swap myself with the seal itself. 

Ping-Pong Jutsu: Stage 2. There was nothing the clone could do to avoid killing its compatriot, and sadly for it, it slowed down for a second. A second too long. Thanks to Boil Release, I was the fastest ninja on the battlefield even without Flying Thunder God. The clone turned its attention to one of my four remaining markers when it destroyed its compatriot. That was a mistake. I flew straight from the treeline in its direction. It managed to turn in time and avoid my Spartan Kick. It mattered little. 

My kunai fell from my hand a second later. I teleported away. I came back to that kunai, he wasn't ready, and he ate the Rasengan straight to the face. Ping-Pong Jutsu: Complete. I thought with a smirk even as I felt two more of my markers disappear. 

I formed two seals and blasted a lance of cutting water straight at the golem's head. The damn thing was beginning to annoy me. Just like always, it moved faster than anything that big had any right to, and put its hand right in the way of the blast. The water scored a deep trench in its form, but I watched the form begin to seal itself a second later. I sighed, gathering lightning chakra in my hand, forming a Rasengan, and then allowing it to collapse into its sister jutsu—the Raikiri. The golem moved, and I moved as well, aiming to strike it before it struck me. 

My chakra control was good, but not so good that I could manage three separate elements at the same time—only one of them being my primary affinity, so the Boil Release amplification to my physical state faded away as I rushed at the golem, leaving me just in Sage Mode. And I used the word "just" very lightly there. Sage Mode was one hell of a boost. It didn't do much to increase my raw speed, but it gave me an awareness of my surroundings that allowed me to know to stop just a bare inch before the spot where Onoki's golem's punch landed. It also gave my muscles and nerves the power to stop on a dime like that, and continue running up the golem's hand a second later. 

Onoki brought the construct's other hand to bear, slapping down, but I managed to dodge ahead of that one, feeling the lightning release jutsu held in my grip release a few sparks that scarred their way into the golem's form. Onoki, standing atop the thing's head, must have been a fearsome sight to most, but to me, he was nothing but a man. A man that's destined to die to my hands. He watched me, eyes wide, and this time, when he pulled both his golem's hands back, I jumped from the construct's elbow, straight at him. The golem's hands came together in a slap that would have caught me in the middle, but I spun in mid-air, using the Raikiri as a blade that cleaved both hands to pieces before I pushed against the very air behind me with my feet and continued straight at him. 

At the very last second before I stabbed in, I watched as his chakra shifted. My hand was plunged into his chest before I could stop myself, and the rock clone smiled a nasty, savage grin, as its own hands wrapped around my arm. I felt my body as it began to struggle to obey my commands. 

"Super-Super Weighted Boulder Jutsu," he snarled even as the original body ripped itself from the golem's head. I forced myself, struggled, screamed at my body. But I could not move. 

"Get out of there, Shorirama," I heard Kurama's voice scream in my head as Onoki formed his signature seal. Unlike every other time he'd used it in this fight, there was no hurry within him. Just the cold certainty that he had me. 

"I wish I could say this was just business, just the nature of the shinobi world. But I would be lying. Shorirama Senju, I am going to enjoy this." He said, and then the shape clicked into place. He fired, and the attack hit nothing but air as I teleported down to my last marker. The clone had come along for the ride even if it had dissolved to nothing but stone by now. 

"You've done nothing but buy yourself a second more," he said, and truly, I could not move. No matter how much I tried to force my body to, I just did not have the strength to move it at its present weight. Onoki gazed down on me and began charging up another dust release jutsu. 

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