Naruto :: Prematurely Waged :: G :: no pairings
Title: Prematurely Waged
Author: pen_x_pistol
Fandom: Naruto
Character: Madara Uchiha
Table: In the Dark
Prompt: 15. Blackout
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word Count: 200
Madara felt only a passing breeze as Sasuke’s Chidori ghosted through his middle; he just watched skeptically as the younger caught himself and whipped around with a challenging glare. “You can’t cut me,” said Madara simply, “can’t hit me. You can’t get near me unless I let you - but most of all, you couldn’t even kill Itachi when he was letting you win.” He lifted his chin slightly, his Sharingan only just concealed in shadow. “How do you intend to kill me?” he asked, genuinely curious.
Sasuke straightened up, the chakra in his palm disappearing. “You’re immortal, but you’re not invincible. I’ll figure it out.”
Smirking, Madara put his hands on his hips and rolled his shoulders as he turned partway aside. “Ah,” he sighed wearily, dejectedly, “if that’s how you wanna go about it…”
An instant later his fist drove deep into the dead center of Sasuke’s chest at an angle that forced the breath from the latter’s lungs, stunned his core muscles, and sent him staggering backwards before he could grunt in pain. Madara was already behind him. He struck again at Sasuke’s open side, dodged the attempted parry - and Sasuke was effectively pinned in under seven seconds.
Author: pen_x_pistol
Fandom: Naruto
Character: Madara Uchiha
Table: In the Dark
Prompt: 15. Blackout
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word Count: 200
Madara felt only a passing breeze as Sasuke’s Chidori ghosted through his middle; he just watched skeptically as the younger caught himself and whipped around with a challenging glare. “You can’t cut me,” said Madara simply, “can’t hit me. You can’t get near me unless I let you - but most of all, you couldn’t even kill Itachi when he was letting you win.” He lifted his chin slightly, his Sharingan only just concealed in shadow. “How do you intend to kill me?” he asked, genuinely curious.
Sasuke straightened up, the chakra in his palm disappearing. “You’re immortal, but you’re not invincible. I’ll figure it out.”
Smirking, Madara put his hands on his hips and rolled his shoulders as he turned partway aside. “Ah,” he sighed wearily, dejectedly, “if that’s how you wanna go about it…”
An instant later his fist drove deep into the dead center of Sasuke’s chest at an angle that forced the breath from the latter’s lungs, stunned his core muscles, and sent him staggering backwards before he could grunt in pain. Madara was already behind him. He struck again at Sasuke’s open side, dodged the attempted parry - and Sasuke was effectively pinned in under seven seconds.