Kushina and the masked man were both flabbergasted as this new person literally 'flew' onto the field. High above, lowering herself with the help of a pair of strange metal wings giving off a white and magenta colored aura was a woman of breathtaking beauty. Like a living angel of Kami herself, this being's presence filled them with both awe and wariness.
Skin as white as it can be and flawless yet seemed to have the texture of marble and she had long, straight locks of white hair in uneven twin-tails sprouting outwards, though she still had enough hair to fall down to frame her face and cover the majority of her forehead which left her piercing red colored eyes, one lit in a matching color of fire, to bore into their heads. Long legs were exposed to the elements as she didn't even wear any footwear and wore some kind of black spandex shorts barely noticed underneath a short skirt of chain-linked metal ribbons. Over her unseen bosom and upper back was a fitting of intricately woven and inscribed sterling silver armor plates that covered her from the top rib up to the end of the chest, linking around her body to cover her mid and upper back. On her arms were metal-like cloth which reached down to billow on her fingertips yet were disconnected from the chest armor but each attached by a bandoleer to the upper back armor.
The final piece they noticed was the obvious weapon in her hand, a beautifully crafted spear with the shaft being of some strange metal and the spearhead made from some sort of metal designed in the outline of a kite-shaped rhombus.
Now for a pair of obviously S-ranked ninja, a spear doesn't really inspire a great amount of fear but never let it be said that they didn't feel a bit intimidated when the woman finally touched ground and walked towards them with a purposeful and determined gait. The kicker? As she got closer, the shinobi found their heads tilting up and up and up until she finally came to a stop a few yards away, standing at an imposing 7ft 7in. and easily wielding a spear about nine feet tall when she stabbed the hilt into the ground.
Up close, the bad guy could confirm his thoughts about her skin. While it looked as smooth as regular human skin, there were areas where it seemed to thicken and harden with a glass look. It was truly interesting what this woman was. Worst case scenario for him is this woman being some divine warrior from Kami coming to stop his plans.
The man glared at her impassively but with caution as he took a precautionary battle stance, his eye not blinking underneath his mask with a swirl pattern with its center focused on the hole over his right eye. This woman was an unknown and after having planned this attack for months after learning of the impending pregnancy, he really didn't like something possibly important slipping through the cracks of his preparations.
The area was silent for a few moments as Kyuubi started its rampage on the village, the shouts and screams of death and jutsus filling the area around the creature. Naruko took a moment to appreciate the natural beauty of the creature before refocusing on the task at hand. She glanced down to see the rapidly paling form of the mother grimacing in severe pain from whatever happened to bring that beast out of her stomach. Naruko felt her old heart go out to the poor human. Turning a stern look back to the man who obviously wasn't a friendly, she graced him with a question despite her mind already being set.
"This woman I can tell just gave birth. To see a new mother in such pain is a crime in my eyes. Are you planning on impeding me if I attempt to restore her health? Answer carefully, assailant."
Kushina's eyes widened in the form of the unexpected blessing. If she was any bit as tough as she looked, perhaps there was hope for her to live yet. After all, despite her Uzumaki longevity, having a massive nine-tailed fox claw its way out of your navel usually results in imminent death. Would this woman even stand a chance not knowing of this man's weird abilities? She could only pray for her sake and her baby's sake that her savior could live up to her image.
The masked man narrowed his single eye in anger and consternation at this woman's boldness. Perhaps telling her his name would make her think twice? Would an angel or whatever she was even see him as a challenge? No, it doesn't matter. This is the night he's been working towards, to get his revenge against the Leaf village.
He stepped between the dying mother and this unforeseen Samaritan. "I can not allow Uzumaki Kushina to live. Her death is merely a part of my revenge against this village for all that it's done to me over the past seventy years. Being betrayed by your own clan, nearly killed by your best friend, and having the history books paint you as the greatest traitor in the village's history will tend to give you a decent amount of hatred for any and all things Konoha. With my powers enslaving the Kyuubi, I will have my dreams realised. Do NOT get in my way, woman!"
At this, the significance of just WHO this man was claiming to be caused Kushina to let out a surprised gasp. "Uchiha M-Madara!? Even if you survived your fight with Hashirama, that was over eighty years ago! You should be dead either way, you bastard." She let out another gasp as she coughed up blood.
Despite being threatened by only one of two SS-rank shinobi to have ever lived in recorded history, Kushina still wouldn't back down from giving a good tongue lashing to.
Naruko looked over her memories of the Nebladed prisoner and found just a tiny bit of info on Uchiha Madara from supposedly eighty years ago. She was curious as to how this man could still be alive if the average natural lifespan for these humans was only about seventy years, give or take a decade. That would put this man well over a hundred years ago, far exceeding the usual lifespan, save for the Uzumaki whose only memories she had of was that they were a small but very powerful clan known for their crimson hair, short tempers, sealing arts, longevity, and special chakra abilities such as high speed regeneration and chakra sensing.
In fact, this woman was also in that prisoner's memories. Uzumaki Kushina, one of, if not the last Uzumaki alive as well as the princess to the clan. Known as the 'Red Death of Konoha', she was a very accomplished, high ranking warrior in a world where powerful women warriors are very few. It would appear she planned on starting a family until this night happened. Status of mate and child is unknown. Her status is mortal danger, losing life signs quickly. That left Naruko with just one option.
"Having lived for so very long, the concept of revenge has long been forgotten save for its basic definition. Instead of choosing to live your own life even after those who betrayed you have most likely passed on, you continue to cause so much needless death by not only making this attempt on a mother, but 'supposedly' enslaving such a magnificent creature. You are nothing I haven't encountered before, therefore your life holds no meaning to me. Letting you live would be inexcusable for me. If you are this legendary warrior, then I hope you live up to your hype."
Her wings disappear into a bright white and red light as she glares at the assailant. Opening a connection to the ship 'Outer Heaven', she connects with her first mate (XO/2nd in command).
"Your order, my Queen?"
"Karin, be sure to take notes of my fight. These meta-humans show interesting abilities and I'm about to engage someone who appears to be a legendary warrior from their history. I'm not sure how he's lived so long if he's telling the truth, but to use a name of power would mean he has to have the skills to back it up. This would be a perfect opportunity to see the true potential of these 'Shinobi."'
"Very well, my Queen. I look forward to it." Naruko could practically hear the excitement in Karin's voice. That woman may be a brilliant scientist, but she acted so much like a kid around new discoveries. Her musings were interrupted by the feeling of a kunai stabbing into her neck, only managing to pierce a couple of inches before her naturally hard skin stopped it.
"You should pay more attention to a battle. We shinobi will use any underhanded trick to win. Fame, fortune, aesthetics and pride have no place in this world," this 'Madara's' voice spoke from behind her.
While he was initially surprised by how tough her skin was, he still felt sure of a debilitating blow since that wound was several inches deep in her neck. A white blur of a movement was all he could get as a warning to duck under the horizontal swipe of the woman's spear.
Such speed!
Taking a hop back, he is surprised by the smile on her face.
"Very impressive speed. It may not look like it, but I was alert. You don't get to my age and position by having your guard down. You are faster than any other human species I have met before." She wipes the trickle of blood from her neck as the wound resealed itself in moments. Looking at her life blood, she lets out a small chuckle. "It's been centuries since I've last bled from a battle wound."
Her words greatly confused both Madara and the dying Kushina who was too transfixed on the fight to notice her wounds anymore. What does she mean by other human species? and centuries they both were wondering. This woman didn't look a day past thirty and as far as they knew, there was only one species of humans.
"I see you are confused, perhaps thinking I am crazy. Well, perhaps when I don't restrain myself so much, your efforts will explain my ramblings."
She didn't make any other movements and even seemed to expose her body to his assassin's eyes. The wound was gone. She didn't show any pain from his attack. What could she possibly be talking about? She didn't do anything noticeable but the aura surrounding her seemed to triple. His instincts were telling him that now more than ever, this woman was something beyond his skills.
He'd killed plenty of arrogant warriors in the past. This isn't—couldn't—won't—be any different! He used shunshin to appear within her guard but his eye met her unconcerned ones. This time, they had followed all of his movements without strain. In a flurry of slashes, he made cuts at her exposed joints; the inner elbows to cut the brachial arteries and important tendons to both keep her blood flowing and to even move her arms from the wounds downwards; the neck to cut the carotid arteries and the jugular to flood her windpipe with blood; the final kill move being a stab with all of his chakra enhanced strength to the area under her arm. There were no bones there to deflect or stop his knife from sliding right through a lung and into her heart.
His movements were so quick and precise that his experience and muscle memory allowed him to not even have to look at the result of his work to know what would happen. However, when the unfamiliar feeling of his knife shattering in his hands finally registered in his brain, he jumped back to avoid any type of counter attack. Was the woman wearing some kind of invisible armor around her body?
When he frantically looked over the damage, he was confused on why she was completely unharmed. His Sharingan eye was above any other but Madara's yet even it couldn't find the results of his skill and effort. The woman simply treated him with a mocking smile yet the eyes seemed to obtain a look of resignation or disappointment. He himself was baffled by the event he just suffered. There was no chakra being activated before or even during his attack so she wasn't saved by some skin-hardening chakra technique she might have hid from him.
Naruko caught his confusion with amusement like a spider does a trapped fly and shook her head as if humored by a child's silly antics.
"My skin, when I am not holding back, hasn't been breached by any kind of enemy weapon in such a long time. When one can deflect tank shells with their hands or hold a nuclear bomb as it detonates and survive relatively unharmed, I began holding back my own natural powers in an effort to garner more fun from my battles which had grown few and far between."
The response she garnered was only a quiet 'uggghh' from her audience. She shook her head again and sighed.
"You're confused yet still? That would be understandable, especially to a people still bound to their single planet and yet have not advanced enough to travel throughout the endless ocean of stars you look up to every night."
Their eyes and mouths widened at what she was implying. She could feel their gawking and giggled. "Yes, your conclusions are correct. I am from beyond this planet, and even this galaxy, but I have to wonder if you can even comprehend the meaning of 'galaxy' and how insignificant this planet is in comparison to it. Look out to the stars above you and hold out your thumb. You can't see them all but just behind the end of your thumb, thousands of stars hide."
They felt their mouths gaping just a little bit more. They would have assumed she was crazy if not for the absolutely calm expression on her face. They were shinobi trained in assassinations, subterfuge, and deception. They were masters at their craft, honed by generations and generations of warfare and here this strange 'alien' was, talking to them about the galaxy as if she's explored it and they couldn't detect a single trace of lying.
"Though this is a battle, not an Astronomy lesson. Pardon me for my lapse of concentration. My people are studying this fight enthusiastically so please, let's continue."
With a brief BRRM sound, she disappeared in a pink light and instantly appeared before Madara with her spear already thrusting towards his chest. The movement was untraceable, like Minato's Hiraishin! Madara is too surprised to even dodge the sudden attack and the spear enters his stomach and exits the back with no resistance.
Absolutely no resistance, Naruko thought. That was impossible on a rational level which must mean… she pulls her spear up through the man's head, still meeting no resistance and flesh. Spinning the spear like a windmill with blinding speeds, both spearhead and pike go right through him as if he wasn't even there. But my eyes see him. If it was transparency then I would still have killed him, but with my attacks doing nothing, it would mean he has somehow become intangible.
Oh, she could easily hear Karin squealing in excitement over their hive link. True, they've developed methods for crossing dimensions, but they have not even breached the science behind intangibility. It certainly opened up numerous new markets for both communal and military use. They would no longer be restricted to physical obstructions; enemy weapons would pass right through them and their ships.
Oh yes, she definitely made the right choice to come down to this planet herself. However, she had to hurry if she wanted to save this woman. Her and her people's creed demanded it of her.
She flashed away to a more comfortable distance and her spear disappeared before a brief light show revealed her personal energy cannon. It was about five feet long and more streamlined than the more angular predecessors that most of her people were still equipped with. It was predominately silver with magenta highlighted features.
"I wonder if that is true intangibility. Kinetic force is useless so let's try a more direct energy approach." While Naruko would be defined as both a warrior and a life preserver (of those she cared about), let it never be said that she wasn't also a scientist at heart. Never in her long life has she had an opportunity for testing this specific ability so she would poke and prod this defense as much as she could within the time limit she had.
In a second, five balls of charged positronic energy flew from the muzzle of her cannon, ripping and even burning a path through the air and slamming through the man before he could comprehend what kind of weapon he was facing. Luckily, he still had his ability activated so he remained unharmed.
"So it would seem you are immune to energy weapons as well, yes?"
Slightly shaken by the dawning fact that this woman's abilities and technology certainly seemed far from this planet, he begrudgingly admitted that he was more relieved his Kamui ability worked as well as she was hoping, which also disturbed him a bit. It was obvious she was testing the limits to his defense and to be honest, he was hoping to learn his limits as well. There already wasn't any attack in the Elemental Nations that could harm him save for another attack that just happened to be linked with his Kamui, but there was only one person on this planet who was linked with it and he was completely unaware of the glaring advantage he had if they ever fought each other.
"It seems we both are excited to learn of the limits to my Kamui. You are an unknown variable that has not been factored before so this will be a learning experience for both of us," he admitted.
She smirked for some reason. "So, you are able to hear me? Being intangible, my kinetic and energy attacks have been passing right through you, so how are your ears able to receive and translate the sound waves of my voice? Shouldn't the waves pass right through them as well?"
Madara seemed stumped as well. He actually gave a shrug. "It never occurred to me. Like I said, you bring a new perspective to things here and it seems I was right. Your impressive observations have given me something to ponder over."
Naruko looked towards Kushina and saw that she was off to the side. Good, she wouldn't be in the direction of her next attack. Making her gun vanish, she took a calm, deep breath. Wondering what she was about to do, Madara ready himself for anything that he could think of but what happened next was not one of those things. It almost looked like she was about to—
"LAAALAAALAAALAAALAAALAAALAAAAAAAAA!"
The loud vocals—melodious, beautiful vocals—were proceeded by an impossibly loud tearing, screeching sound that ruptured Madara's ear drums. His screams of pain were drowned out by the eruption of sound coming from this siren of doom. All around him, the earth and forests were being torn asunder by the invisible force. Thousands of tons of rock, earth, and wood were disintegrated in an instant. Entire square miles of land disappeared, enough to even break Kyuubi from his rage-induced hypnosis.
A brief flash of light and it was all over.
When sight returned, Naruko noticed that she could still see Madara alive but not so well. He was groaning with hands cupped to his ears as blood poured from them. His eardrums were completely destroyed by the sonic attack. Stepping over to him, Naruko formed her spear and sent it down to impale him but his entire body was sucked into some kind of warp in space.