Blonsky mumbled under his breath, "It's ti to unleash my inner youth—the Blue Beast of Harlem is here!".
His body surged, muscles bulging as he transford into the Abomination, green and monstrous.
With a powerful leap, he crashed through the warehouse roof, leaving an Abomination-sized hole in it.
The impact was cataclysmic, debris raining down as Hand shinobi perched on the roof were obliterated, their bodies bursting into pulpy red sars, blood and gore splattering across the shattered tiles.
Inside, the Hand shinobi snapped to attention, their thoughts disciplined despite witnessing such a grueso scene. There was only a single mont of hesitation when they looked at the culprit.
It was not everyday that even Hand mbers fought such monsters if ever.
Kunais and shurikens flew, aid at the Abomination's hulking form. The weapons struck, scraping his thick hide, leaving shallow scratches that sealed instantly, his gamma-enhanced healing shrugging off the injuries.
The shinobi, unfazed, attacked with their blades. Blonsky swung his massive fists, each punch a thunderclap, crushing ribcages and snapping spines.
One shinobi was slamd into another, their bodies colliding with a sickening crunch, blood spraying as skulls cracked against the concrete floor.
Limbs twisted unnaturally, and a severed arm rolled across the ground, trailing crimson.
Blonsky picked a hand shinobi and threw him into another two that were running towards him with the speed of a baseball pitcher.
Kakashi observed from the sidelines.
'One good thing about working with forr criminals is that they don't mind killing people and getting their hands dirty.'
'If I had to work with goody-two-shoes people, this would've been a nightmare.'
Kakashi was used to working with shinobi who did not have such moral compass except when they were rookie genius with no kills under their belt. Heck, he killed his first person at the age of six without a blink.
Kakashi noticed more Hand shinobi erging from nearby warehouses, converging on Blonsky. He then gave the signal to Creel to make his own move.
'They're trying to regroup and hit Blonsky harder. With so many of them, it would be easy for so of them to escape. I need to make sure no one gets out of here alive.' With that thought in mind, Kakashi wove hand signs.
Four shadow clones materialized, each darting in a different direction.
Kakashi smiled a little at the sight, 'To think, I would create four shadow clones at once. I was really holding myself back with my Sharingan back then.'
He assessed his reserves, 'Still, it's too much on my chakra. I have about 45 percent left. Enough for this fight. I wouldn't have wasted this much if I didn't have Blonsky and Creel for backup.'
Kakashi decided to watch the battle for now.
Creel and Blonsky needed to work independent of him to build confidence and coordination between them.
At the warehouse door, a group of Hand shinobi rushed to regroup.
The door exploded off its hinges, and Creel strode in, his skin gleaming with absorbed titanium, smooth and reflective, impervious to blades.
"Going sowhere?" he said. A shinobi swung a sword as a reply, the blade screeching against his titanium skin, leaving no mark.
Creel's fist connected with the shinobi's chest, caving it in with a wet crack, blood spurting as the man collapsed, lifeless.
And then Creel began his own assault on the Hand grunts. His titanium punches combined with so taijutsu taught by Kakashi made him a force to be reckoned with. And as for defence, he just ignored any attacks coming his way, his tal skin protecting him.
More Hand shinobi started pouring in. They attacked in waves, but Blonsky's slams sent them flying, bodies breaking against walls, blood streaking the concrete.
Creel attacked the stragglers. One shinobi's arm was torn off by Creel's grip, the stump gushing crimson as the man scread, collapsing.
Suddenly, Creel was lifted off the ground. 'What the—?'
He slamd him into a wall, the impact denting the concrete. Creel's titanium skin absorbed the blow.
"What the fuck was that? Who threw ?" Creel mumbled as he stood, brushing off dust, his skin unmarred.
An old woman with a cane stepped forward, flanked by more shinobi. "Interesting. Very interesting. Who are you two distinguished individuals with such unique abilities?" Her voice was gentle, but her eyes were filled with anger.
Creel grinned, "We are the Duo of Destruction. Abomination and Absorbing Man. We're here to bring you to justice."
Blonsky growled annoyed. 'Duo of Destruction?'
"And when did I accept such a na? And no… you don't sound like Captain Arica. You sound cringy."
Creel's smile deflated 'Cringy? It was ant to sound cool.'
Madam Gao's smile vanished, "How rude, talking with in front of you. Do you know who we are? You're ssing with the Hand, one of the greatest groups made of ninjas in the world."
Creel's grin returned, "We have our own ninja. And news flash, granny, he's way better and cooler than you."
And right at that instance they saw a transparent purple barrier erge outside the door that covered the nearby warehouses and went up just a ter above the warehouse height.
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