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Obito Uchiha, Pain, and Konan stood on the soil of the Land of Water.
The three had come to Kirigakure, seeking new members for the Akatsuki.
But just outside the village gates, they ran into someone unexpected: Yagura, the Fourth Mizukage.
Ever since the Third Mizukage was killed by Qianyu, Yagura had taken the hat.
And after Rin's death, the Three-Tails had been retrieved by Kiri.
The village had experimented, forcing the beast into many shinobi. All failed. The losses were catastrophic.
To finally control the beast, Yagura sealed the Three-Tails, Isobu, within himself. He became its second Jinchūriki.
His talent was exceptional. Through brutal training, he mastered the beast. They reached an understanding. Like Killer B, Yagura was a perfect Jinchūriki.
He was returning from a trip when he spotted the trio at the village outskirts.
A wave of danger washed over him. His eyes locked on their forehead protectors.
Pain's hitai-ate was from Amegakure. A single horizontal slash marred the symbol—the mark of a missing-nin.
Yagura moved. He blocked their path, raising his unique weapon: a hooked staff adorned with green flowers. It pointed at the intruders.
"Identify yourselves!"
Obito's mind raced. The Fourth Mizukage himself. A plan snapped into place.
"Perfect. You'll do nicely."
His Sharingan whirled. Genjutsu flooded out, aiming to seize Yagura's mind instantly.
The Mizukage froze, trapped.
Pain glanced at the immobilized Kage, then at Obito with his orange mask. "Your intent?"
"Control the Mizukage, control the village," Obito stated flatly. "My Sharingan can maintain it. We use Kirigakure to build Akatsuki's strength. And the Three-Tails inside him… is exactly what we need. When the other beasts are captured, we extract his. The plan completes itself."
Pain paused. Weighed the words.
He had never trusted Obito. Or that Zetsu creature. Every scheme from this masked man required scrutiny.
This one… had merit. Backed by an entire Hidden Village, Akatsuki's growth would be exponential.
Pain gave a single nod. "Proceed."
A low growl erupted from Yagura. "I see. Your target is me. And my tenant. Then, as the Fourth Mizukage… I will kill you here!"
"Coral Crush: Fourfold Strike!"
Chakra surged into his staff. He lunged, the hook whistling toward Obito's head.
Obito dodged, his Sharingan tracking every move. Surprise flickered within him.
He broke the genjutsu?
Only disrupted chakra flow could shatter a visual illusion. For Yagura to break free… meant a 'second person' had interfered.
But there was no one else here.
Except the beast inside him.
Madara's lessons echoed. A perfect Jinchūriki. Immune to genjutsu. The tailed beast acts as the second mind.
Pain looked toward the distant village gates. "This location is unsuitable. Konan and I will await you elsewhere."
Without another word, he and Konan turned and walked away.
Obito tsked. "Quite the taskmaster."
The message was clear: lure Yagura away from Kiri. Then, they'd take him down.
Seeing them leave, Yagura's free hand flew through seals.
"Water Style: Water Fang Bullet!"
Three spiraling jets of compressed water shot forth—one at Obito, two at the departing figures.
Obito phased. The water passed through him like mist.
Pain merely turned. He raised his left palm toward the oncoming torrents.
"Shinra Tensei!"
A colossal force erupted. SWOOOSH! The water bullets were obliterated, blasted into nothingness.
Yagura's eyes widened. These two… they're not ordinary.
In that moment of shock, Obito struck. A massive scythe appeared in his hand—the very one Madara once used as a cane, linked to the Gunbai by chain, a relic that had claimed countless lives on ancient battlefields.
Now, it was Obito's weapon.
CLANG! Yagura parried with his staff. His other hand was already sealing.
"Water Style: Water Fang Blade!"
A spiraling drill of water formed around his fist. He thrust it straight at Obito's chest.
It hit. But there was no impact. No resistance. Obito stood unharmed.
"So it's true. You phase through attacks."
Obito didn't answer. He simply retreated, pulling back toward the dense forest.
Yagura's brow furrowed. Extremely dangerous. Cannot let them roam free in our land.
He gave chase.
Through the trees they went. Yagura attacked relentlessly—water bullets, whips, torrents.
Obito danced. He dodged. He phased. Every attack missed or passed through him.
What kind of jutsu is this? Yagura's mind raced. Nothing like it in the shinobi world. And that repulsive force the blonde one used… just as alarming.
Suddenly, Obito stopped.
Pain and Konan stood on a high tree branch above, looking down.
"I brought him," Obito called up. "Care to help finish this?"
They didn't move. Just watched.
Obito sighed dramatically, spreading his hands. "How cruel. Making an old man like me fight all alone."
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