Terry vs Nevann

He stood holding his hood, watching as the baby ember turned into a mighty roar of flames, Terry had returned; to the land of the living. After setting the warehouse on fire he strolled down the street nothing was as it used to be, buildings dismantled, whole neiborhood dissolved. The walking inferno shamelessly see’s the destruction he caused so many years ago. There is a fire burning in his heart, a heart that contained so much rage, so much pain still hungered for more destruction, there was no way he could suppress that feeling.

Stopping at an intersection he glanced over at the figurehead of the boulevard; The WE ARE LEGEND strong hold. Terry could feel the flames within himself dance at the thought of fighting them again. They gave him an instant adrenaline rush; however he didn’t have it in him to fight them at least not today. As he walked passed with his red spiky hair and black tenchcoat someone noticed him from TV ages ago. “OMG…Your that Man who destroyed the Brooklyn bridge!” Terry couldn’t help but look at the woman with a menacing gaze. Now that someone had noticed him, he was avid about getting out of town; however the public clamor alerted the Police, as well as Wal Terry was sure of it. Terry’s “sister” Was once a member of WAL, but he knew he didn’t have the same esteem as she did so it looked as if fighting would be inevitable.

Terry tossed aside his Hood and stretched his arms out wide; he threw a slight grin on his face and then yelled. “Uchicha Nevann!!! We have business to tend too!!!” He turned his attention to the screaming public, and with that a dark zig zaggy ring appeared behind his hands, followed by his flames. With a loud screaming steam effect his Chakram’s rested in the palm of his hand; Fresh from hell.

With the Snap of his Finger’s his Chakram’s began whizzing around the intersections cutting down and killing anyone in the vicinity. He could see the Chakram’s recoiling so he crossed his arms and caught them…awaiting the entrance of Nevann.

Starring off in the mid day sky NeVann perched in his favorite spot on the roof of W.A.L. tower. Bringing his right knee up to his chest, he let his left one rest over the ledge as he looked down at the streets below. The people down at street level looked like nothing but ants, while the cars that passed were like micro machines that kids play with. Even though it seemed that this day was peaceful easy going one. The shinobi couldn't shake the feel trouble that spoiled the air.

"Uchicha Nevann!!! We have business to tend too!!!"

The commanding yell rang in his ears as he stood and leaned over the edge trying to get a general location of where the familiar voice came from. "Unfinished business? Who would I have unfinished business with?" He thought to himself right as he spotted a large number of civilians running for their lives only to be chopped down by an odd looking fiery weapon. "Terry? he's still alive?" Though the unfinished business became clear, yet it also created new confusing and surprising questions. Like caution the ninja threw his body to the wind, as he leaped from a top of the building. Descending gracefully with his arms extended out and right leg bent, he used the tip of his left foot to guide himself to spot he wanted to land on the street below. Gliding downward almost as if he had wing, Vann's mind became flooded with an ocean of memories of the first and only time of his meeting of Terry. Their only encounter came for a tournament held many moons ago. The two faced of in the first round, which led to a fatally injured (or at least NeVann thought that) Terry opened a portal for the battle worn shinobi to escape the planet they fought right before it was to explode. That was cause by an attack he had hoped to kill Vann with.

Do to the height from which he jumped, Vann landed bending his knees on impact to relieve himself form some of the stress of the recoil of the landing. Without a doubt in his mind after he laid his eyes upon the trench coat, spike red hair and chakram that was whizzing around he knew it was the real deal. Beginning to step forward to close the distance, he couldn't help but smell the aroma of freshly spilt blood that lingered in the air. Ya know Terry some people don't know how to stay dead.... He said with a slight smirk as he made a note to himself not to drop his guard for not only was the man he thought to be dead, pryokenetic powers were only second to that of Feral Nova. But he knew first hand how dangerous those chakram's were. Not wasting any time he Sharingan quickly activated as he feet slid apart and his weight shifted to his back leg. Then overlapping his arms they moved in opposite directions, and as his hands went over his wrist two small and thin transparent clouds of smoke dissolved as quickly as they appeared. Leaving only a kunai in each hand. Then lunging forward he threw the in left hand aimed 3/4 the length between Terry's ear and shoulder. As the kunai left his hand The shinobi vanished only to appear behind Terry, thanks to the body flicker jutsu. The body flick is a jutsu that all ninjas use to cover distances with great speed that's almost untraceable by normal eyes, so it seems as if the person teleported. Reaching the fiery juggernauts back before the kunai and catching it while spinning to use the velocity to help he attempted to stab it into Terry's neck with more force. While simultaneously stabbing the kidney area with the other kunai he had in hand, before back flipping away to put distance between the two.

Terry stood with his hands folded, and his eyes locked on Nevann. With the snap of his finger, his wheeled Chakram’s returned to orbit around his body. Terry only managed to laugh at Nevann’s snide comments but this was about business. Nevann came at Terry almost exactly like the last meeting; his Ninja Tricks were too much for Terry’s mind to calculate fast enough even now. Terry finally though of a Plan, his Chakram’s began spinning above his head, jumping up and grabbing the handles, he sacrificed his Kidney’s to avoid the injury to the neck. As the small dagger penetrated his side he slightly gritted his teeth, a Dark Portal opened in the sky and the Chakram’s pulled Terry into it. Nevann had put some distance in-between him and Terry but now Terry wasn’t anywhere to be seen.

“Do you know what it feels like Nevann? Of course you don’t you’ve never been killed, I was sent to Eternal Damnation but I couldn’t feel one damn ember” After finishing his Statement portals began to open up all around Nevann. “Now….tell me how it feels!” from the portal a huge Wall of flames spit out. The flames surrounded Nevann but they were just a Container, from a portal that appeared in the middle of the burning arena. Terry’s Chakram’s spit from the Portals spinning with Terry standing on them as if he was a Deity descending from the cosmos. Terry Charged head on at Nevann jumping in the air, however this was just a ploy, as he came down towards Nevann 3 portals opened one in which he jumped in which placed him right behind Nevann, the other Two revealed his carnivorous Chakram’s, spinning with flames and ready to sink their teeth into nevann’s flesh.

The earth around them began to break up, a huge whistle like sound came from the earth and with a sudden flash, and Steam and Flames shot up, and was sent as a wave towards nevann’s back. The viper like look on Terry’s face was only a microcosm of the feelings he had for Nevann. There was one other person on this planet that he hated with the same passion; soul Taker, however Sha had killed him, or so she thought.

Terry’s eyes focused on the dancing flames around the arena, it was so magical yet so dangerous, Terry’s eyes darted from corner to corner as the buildings began to come down, and the world was feeling fire’s breath. Terry snapped out of his gaze “RIGHT!” and with that he exploded into Flames and tossed fireballs at Nevann.