☞ kakashi ☞ gai ☞ shikamaru (you said send more so i--?)
send me ☞ + a character to see how i would portray them.
“I’m a little late as usual.. It seems I’ve been treading carefully onto the course of fate. Sorry, Naruto.” The masked scarecrow apologized deeply for his habitual tardiness, but he always seems to arrive at the scarcest time possible. The course of fate has brought him and his eternal rival to the leader of this priomordial coalition; the masked man, the enigma behind everything, the marionette pulling the strings ever so intricately behind the scenes.
“And it seems that course has led us to him.” the white-clad shinobi gazed far off into the distance as the impostor seemed to have escaped their symchronized assault. The space-time ninjutsu he was famed of using had saved him in the nick of time, but Kakashi was not going to allow him the same action after his rebuttal. The man radiated off a familiar aura, but knowing that this wasn’t the real Uchiha Madara, there was room for doubt that he was indeed that man.
A lone crimson ocular shone brightly, showing off borrowed strength, the resounding conviction the white-haired wolf emanates from his mere presence alone. Kakashi Hatake of the Sharingan is present and prepared for the valor of battle.
“You ready, Guy?” Kakashi asked, as he looked across his rival’s way.
“Howl, youth!” a boisterous and booming voice resounded from the male beside the masked shinobi.
A flaring geen aura resonated from the man’s body, his eyes fueled with the soul of battle, like a tiger, it sought for the kill and it’s target was the main prosecutor of sorts beyond his line of sight. The fabled Uchiha Madara imitation was going to receive a pound for pound beating by the Green Beast of the Hidden Leaf.
“Don’t you worry, Naruto.” the noble beast said with his usual verbal slurs. The jonin reassured his subordinate as one of his predecessors, he was tasked to protect the younger generation, as the generation before him did as well. He refused to let this prepetrator of evil deeds get in the way of the youth’s dreams, all for one's selfish ambitions. Guy would not let such a detestful and selfish thing happen!
“The Noble Green Beast has arrived! We’ll soar high like a hawk, won’t we, Kakashi?! So, rest your little body right there, Naruto. We’ll take care of this eyesore!” a powerful blast of vibrant green energy erupted from the body of the rather toned individual, the ground beneath him shattering into tiny bits and pieces.
“L-Look at them.. In this state, I’ll only be a drag to them.” a ghastly voice echoed as he coughed incessantly, succumbing bit by bit to his injuries. The male’s eyes seemed to be looming at those three facing the enemy by themselves.
The spiky-haired male was supported by his two teammates, as he tried to get up despite the severity of his injuries. Two feet suddenly planted firmly on the ground as he resisted the sharp pang of pain that sent bolting through his body like a bullet. But he mustn’t succumb that easily, not while he has realized his dream.
“I might be down, but I ain’t out!” the injured male attempted to yelp out. This battle cry bolstered what morale the Ninja Alliance had left.
“Sorry, dad, sensei. I’m not quite ready to join you yet. I still have to protect the King, after all. And there ain’t no one but me.. who can be Naruto’s advisor!” Choji and Ino’s eyes lit up at their leader’s words as they smiled and stood by the Nara’s side.
“C’mon! I have a plan!” Shikamaru yelled out as the Ninja Alliance’s morale bolstered to soaring heights, as they followed their strategist’s vibrant flare of courage, each embedding a fire inside every ninja’s soul.