Finito

The door to the lab burst open, metal door screeching through air and across the floor, placed to low so that no intruder would be able to take the user of the lab by surprise if he were in here at the time. It would have been less obvious to have blasted a hole through the wall. Taku was not worried about surprise right now. According to his jagan there was no conscious beings in the room. The room was almost completely dead, no running experiments, barely any light, only illuminated from sources outside the room spilling in through the door way. He entered the room, walking slowly. He had all the time in the world, so what use was rushing. He had waited for this for quite a while, what was a few more moments in time. Nothing.

He walked across the room, eying anything nearby. A few empty test tubes, a computer or three, plenty of wooden desks and chairs, a counter here, a cabinet there, nothing to extreme. Nothing aside from his target at the moment. There was nothing between him and that large door at the other side of the room from which he had entered, nothing but air, and that was no obstacle to even an ant. It was time at last, time for this devil to be sent back to hell. He stood in the middle of the room, and raised his hand and let loose a small blast of chakra, his chakra shuriken tech. It blasted the top hinge off the door. He took aim again and fired, taking off the middle. Again, the bottom hinge gone. only one way the door was still attached, the latch. Another blast, another sound of searing metal, another clatter, the door fell. A resounding boom echoed through out the room, and out the door and through the halls as well. Unneeded noise, but not so unnecessary as to deserve reprimandation.

A bit of steam came from the now bare doorway as the ice with in began to melt immediately as heaters within activated as they were meant to when the door was opened with out entering a specific code to keep them shut off first. It took about 15 minutes for the steam to cease, all the ice gone. Taku just stood there, waiting, and watching. His jagan began to tingle as the power level began to rise from with in, There was finally life in the lab, and it was venomous. A shaded figure appeared at the door way, his features impossible to make out, but chakra did not lie. It was clear who it was.

Sendo Ketsueki had returned.

However his time here would be short lived. He had just awoken from a long slumber, and was about to be sent to an even longer one. Taku looked the man up and down, ready for the kill. This was a a time for no mercy. He was lucky that he no longer had the Rokubi, that would have made this much, much more difficult.

Ive no clue how you are still alive, but I will make that anomaly a thing of the past to be written in history books, not gossiped about at dinner from current news. Dead you should be and dead you should become, replaced by my son, whose life you took many years ago, very fitting I think.

An anger flashed through Takus face of such magnitude as had never existed in him before. True he was a holy warrior, but he was still human and so was susceptible to giving in to the temptations of his emotions. The fire of a Sookatos heart did not make matters any better. Every last bit of warmth left the room and an icy cold settled in to replace it. The battle had begun, and it would be over soon. Already he had begun one of his jutsu, one of his newest ones.

His chakra had already been flowing through his feet and through the floor and had been pooling in central spot under Sendo as he spoke to him. Now when he called out the technique, it would raise up and around him, paralyzing him for a mere moment, and leaving his tenketsu points closed off for the next few minutes, giving him the perfect window of oppurtunity to land the killing blow.

Pillar of Generations

As the pod opened and the heaters activated the water flowed onto the very floor and after a good 15 minutes a man fell to his knees his body still in shock from being frozen for 125 years. He let out a deep smirk as his white hair covered it from the man. His hand was still placed on the ground. He already figured from this man’s abilites there was chakra below him but it would be worth it. Sendo sent his own chakra into the floor and soon it overpowered the sookato’s chakra and soon the floor became blood. Sendo fell into the puddle and then rolled to the side and stood up slowly.

He let his hand slide down to his belt and hold onto one of the few blood capsules on it. His other hand was in his pocket and placed in a handsign. He set his free will explosion jutsu on the blood capsule. He was now waiting for his opponent to move He knew there wasn't a reason to .

”Haha, I have no idea how i lived either. However, i will not be leaving. You will join your son again, But i will not be the one to die. I really do wish to have a entertaining little awakening and by you being here. It only means I get to taste your blood.”

Sendo slowly walked back to lean againts the wall, the floor in wich was turned to blood just stood there underneath it something happening that would be used as a checkmate when Taku was dumb enough to fall into the trap.

Sendo was already breathing heavy though wich meant he was still semi-frozen from being placed in that capsule for 125 years. In his mind Sendo Knew he wouldn’t win this. However he only wished he could cause this man even more pain.

ooc: I'll try and do a longer post next time.

The first attack had failed, but as most of his starting off moves were, it was more intended to get the opponent started off and making moves of their own so he could analyze them and make the appropriate counters. That didnt mean that he didnt try to land a first hit, because if it had, well that would have just made this all the more easy. However, fully riding on the presumption that it would was a folly which would lead to ones death. And also, planing ahead but still planing for the first attack to be 100% successful was a mark of wasted mentality as in the plans you had made which now meant nothing, and Taku was a very conservative ninja. This was odd since he had plenty of chakra and mental powers to spare, his chakra level being among the highest, if not THE highest in current existence. If he chose, he could unload in several A-S rank techniques and not even be as worn down as most would be, not even close. However, the fact that he still chose to conserve would almost guarantee that he would never ever run out of chakra, not fighting one singular person anyway. If it was at all possible, he could easily match them jutsu for jutsu, causing them to extinguish their chakra supplies, while he retained much of his own, thus granting him inevitable victory. This had only happened about 10 times in all of the battles he had waged, as very few could keep up with him when he chose to be serious.

He chose to be serious now. Takus body unmoving as his eyes traveled along Sendos intended path. It was easy to predict exactly where and when he would stand up again and then begin setting up his traps, futile as they were. Taku quickly took in the situation, making a mental list of all the cards on the table as he saw them.

1. There was now blood coating most of the floor which could be manipulated by Sendo as he was the last remainder of the Ketsueki clan.

2. Sendo had used the free will explosion jutsu on one of his blood capsules, preparing it. He knew this because a) it was one of Sendos signiture moves that many had heard of and b) Neeva had had the exact same technique and it felt very familiar to his Jagan.

3. They were both on each others left, as directions were reversed for each of them.

4. Blood carried a high percentage of water, which conduceted electricity, but Sendo too had the electricity element.

Taku found himself kneelig upon one of the tables as the blood pool continued to grow out towards him, so that he would not be coated in it. He knew Sendo's powers well, having keapt tabs on him for some time, taking it as his responsibility since he had introduced the fiend to the rest of the world. There were so many options, but which to choose, that was the difficult part. Surely eventually he would have to leave this room and create a new battle ground as Sendo currently controlled this one, which was not devastating, but a problem none-the-less. He could choose to draw this out, or finish it quickly. he had things to do, but he had lusted for this battle for many many years. Just as much as he knew Sendo had longed to spill his blood, despising him for reasons that Taku could not comprehend. Sendo was undoubtedly a mad man, but a genius of one, and there lied the problem. He was extremely dangerous.

Taku decided that he needed precuations for sure. After he created his multiple deffenses, he could then commence his offensive manuevers with out worry of his own safety. Thats how they had been developed. For now Taku would put his pieces in to play, hoping they would stick and hold out.

Chakra Armor Commence

A large veil of chakra began to emit from his tenketsu points, forming and melting together to create a thin armor that did not lay on his skin or clothing, but rather hovered all around him. The armor had its weak point, but to hit it at current would be difficult, and Taku could sense all around him. Sneak attacks were all and all difficult to say the least. To beat him, Sendo would have to simply overpower him, and try to just close him off completely, both feats damn near impossible to do for any ninja.

Charka Armor Complete

His favorite and most reliable line of deffense was in place, and he began to work on his next piece.

Sendo let out a deep little chuckle as he let the blood puddle expand outwards to slowly cover the floor. Sendo knew already what the weakness of this fools chakra armor was since Sendo had been around when he was still kazekage. This fool could not cover his feet since if he did he would screw up the floor and send himself into chaos. He let himself simply his boot onto the back of the wall and use it as a pivot to send himself upwards. He was going on a blind play right here. As sendo let himself spring up his hand fell onto a single handsign. Soon the blood below them began to boil and soon everything on the floor slowly began to corrode and then suddenly lurch into acid. The walls began to melt as well and soon the entire room became nothing but a molten heap of metal. It was a check on taku’s game.

Sendo was still in the air his hand went up to try and grasp hold of something as he looked down. His free hand reached at his belt and soon pulled the blood capsule on his hip down and let it drop. The hand soon forming into a handsign as the capsule soon exploded and began to rain upon his most hated ENEMY!

Sendo caught a extremely lucky break as his hand hit the very thing he was looking for. The light. His hand caught the metalic wire that attached the light to the ceiling. His left hand grasped the wire and he bean to pull himself up and soon grasped it with his left hand as well. He soon pivoted his body and brought his feet into the wires around him and let himself hang like a bat above the carnaged room. Sendo was now at the disadvantage here but he hoped he had inflicted that one single wound upon this man. If he had it was Check and Mate.

”Check!”

The phrase 'check' in shogi signifies you have placed a move that puts me in immediate danger. This you have not done. Unless you are checking off things to do on your 'to do list' the in which case ignore my last comment. Taku uttered with a growl. Odd, he was angry, fighting with a passion in his heart, a hate, and yet continued to hold a modicum of respect. He certainly was a caricature that was certain. This battle had only just begun but already Sendo was launching into complex maneuvers. None of which would prove effective but it was entertaining show to say the least.

The acid below him was melting the metal cast tables so slowly that it was not even troublesome. Then the acid began to rain down upon him from a different source. It was a small matter to let it fall on his armor and be destroyed immediately. Then it would land on the table, what didnt come into contact with him, and began eroding at the table slightly. That sped up the previously untroubled predicament. Still not much of a mater. The armor had been weakened some, this was true, but it was a small matter to reinforce it with some fresh chakra, and it was as good as new. Nothing alarming at all.

However, he had to move now. The acid would be creeping in on him with every passing moment, and Sendo now had the perfect opportunity to attack him again if he remained still, and the next onslaught had the potential to be devastating. The rule of three. It was a principle that applied to every situation in every day life. And especially in battle. Truth be known, Takus three set combos would be more devestating, but he currently was not in the midst of a combination. Rather, he was setting up to begin his combos, and in the third move, he would begin his own onslaught. For now it was on to stage two of the preparations.

As the acid continued to fall unharmfully around him and rise up from the floor, Taku held out his right hand, creating a small sphere of chakra with in it, at least it started off small, only the size of the palm of his hand. This maneuver would be difficult, but after this, this thing that comprised of two separate, more basic things, he would have truly begun. Taku closed his eyes and let his Jagan senses take over him, feeling everything around him through its chakra. The world appeared much different this way, crisper if you will. He breathed deeply once and then made his move.

Currently the chakra ball in his hand was getting steadily bigger and bigger, ever growing as he fueled more chakra into it. At current it was about half the size of a mans basketball, and it was still going. Taku bent at his knees and concentrated hard as his muscles tensed up. Utilizing the methods of Loose Fist, this would be a much simpler job. All at once he let loose off of all his muscles as they loosened as he sprung himself upwards toward the sealing, continuing to fuel chakra to his right hand and the ball with in it, now just barely smaller than a basket ball. He then coated his feet, so that Sendo could not take this opportunity to attack him through that avenue. He was impervious as they say.

He did not crash through the roof, but rather straight through it and the foot and a half of dirt that was above it, creating a tunnel upwards and to the outside world. He spun around and raised his hand high above his head and the launched it straight down and back into the tunnel he had just come from. It would go about half way between floor and sealing, before exploding outwards in all directions, surely destroying everything, living and non in the process, including the sealing, and then all the dirt would fall down below and should Sendo have some how survived, which was not fully out of the real of possibility, Taku would be waiting for him. He landed, Uncovering the bottom of his feet once more, standing just outside the edge of the area where the dirt would fall, and watched as the ground began to crack and crumble with in the confines of a perfect rectangle.