Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Grand Summoning Jutsu ❯ Ramuh&Shiva vs Shukaku ( Chapter 18 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Grand Summoning Jutsu

Time: 1429

Location: France

Battle: nearing the end of The Hundred Years's War (starting 1337)

(ref: Collier's Encyclopedia. some of it)

Her brown hair fell just short of her ears, her face covered in dirt from the sleep she hand to endure from the night before. her Multimotored eyes, one blue and the other Green, kept a sharp glare upon the army of millions of Viscous english man that stand awaiting for their general's orders. the Mare she sat tall upon was white, a blanket, pink in color draped over its back where the young maiden perched herself. the mare would occasionally scoff the ground with it's large hair covered hoofs waiting for her rider to deem forward. the small girl was heavy in armor made of steel covering every vital part of her tender body. the flag she held at her side stood tall as she held it in her, now, whiting knuckles .the banner flew high above in the wind to let the enemy know who she was. Her army was not as big but their hearts followed her non the less, history would come to know her as Jeanne d'Arc.

the mist rose from the damp field of the french countryside as the young woman's Armor began to attract the moist element in the air. giving a slight kick to her white steed it took off in a sprint to bring herself closer to the awaiting army wanting to devour her. she rocked back and forth with the movement of the horse it's hoofs dug into the earth as it ran pulling up reminisce of loose mud as she pushed forward, her banner flapping strong in the damp wind. She halted, pulling the reigns of her steed back to come to a stop near the middle of the field staring down the mass of soldiers.

"PLEASE" she yelled from her mount "NO ONE NEEDS TO DIE ON THIS DAY" she paused to watch the army listen to her words. they had remembered her attack on the fortress of Saint Loup where she had conquered and destroyed everything. "PLEASE TELL YOUR KING HENRY, FRANCE IS NOW FREE." she yelled across the damp fields "WE DO NOT WISH TO SPILL YOUR BLOOD."

She sat in silence after her words were spoken, the blank expression of her men were now ready for battle, they had no faith that the English would take her advice and leave. They watched for a long time at the men who had killed, rapped burned everything in their path to destroy their spirit, stood staring straight ahead. Children were not even spared from the wrath of the English King Henry V.

Time had past as Jeanne sat valiantly upon her mare rocking back and forth to the movements of the animal, her sword slung to one side as her pink banner flapped with the wind on the other. her eyes widened as she watched the General of the English army flick his wrist opening his glove covered hand at his officers. a yellow flag with red designees was held high above the heads of the ocean of men, the young man that carried it ran at full tilt along the edge so that all my see the bright colors of the flag. the archers came forward pulling back the strings of their bows an arrow placed between their fingers awaiting for the command to fire. The command never reached their ears and the men behind were instructed from the red and yellow flag to retreat at the mercy of the the maiden Jeanne.

"oh my god" she breathed watching the mass of people begin to walk from the wet battle field leaving the general as the last man sitting upon his black stallion. she heard the cheer and bustle of her own army raise their voices in glory, she had defeated the English army without taking a single soul, a sigh of relief escaped combined with a small laugh of her praises, turning her head to the sky she spoke "thank you." she said softy. feeling the presents of the mass amounts of men turn to leave misty green field.

all that remained, herself and the General from the English army, he kicked his horse when he took off in a jog towards her. he pulled back on the reigns as he came a safe distance away from her. her pretty face covered in soot while the color of her eyes flash a brilliant color in the natural light of the afternoon dampened sky. her short messy hair had fell over her forehead as she watched the older man drop from his horse to the wet grass.

She decided to do the same lifting her leg over the mare allowing herself to land on her feet on the grass. "you have come" she spoke in a loud and stern voice, that had slightly echoed though the now empty air. no one was left on the grounds, only the two of them stand facing each other. "I will stop you."

the bearded older man crouched and an evil smile spread wide across his face. "you can not defeated me"

She knew of the one-tailed sand demon that hosted himself within him. the demon that would take over his soul and body if he allowed it to get out of control. The first host of the Demon was the General of the English army, it was no wonder he had such ruthless, and inhumane tactics.

"you will not win, I am of greater, and older power" she spoke in a small voice. in that instant the man began to transform his looks as sand from the minerals beneath him started engulf his body creating a thick skin made of the fine Earthlike sand. his size started to increase as he concentrated his energy into the transformation. he was going to destroy her no matter what, his King told him to retreat from the battle to save the lives of many, so they could regroup and pound her to the ground. but in his mind he did not care, he wanted her dead, she had drug his name though the dirt for the last time. in a last attempt of releasing his anger a large swirl of sand covered his now growing form. the dust cloud got bigger and bigger. Jeanne's eyes watched calmly as the form of the One-Tailed Shukaku emerged from the puff of sand, that was now settling at his feet. the god like raccoon monster had taken on its true form in front of her, laughing at her tiny frame shielded by her thick armor.

"that armor will not save you,Siren" a sinister deep laugh burst from the sand monster as she stand staring calmly at him.

"you will be concealed" she yelled. "Ramuh" she called softly under her breath. "come to my aid" with the final word escaping from her lips the young woman was hit by a bolt of lighting that emerged from the cloudy sky above. the lighting remained at a constant stream wrapping her body in jots of electricity. the force from the bolt began to snap her armor from her body as they lifted to the gravity that surrounded her. a deadly scream escaped as the heat from the force began to singe off half of her undergarments, leaving the other half fully clothed. her skin was now tainted a light purple her eyes were filled with a hollow pastel of the same color, flicking them open up at the sand demon. the lighting found it self on occasion flickering around her fingers the half that was exposed, her leg. a pattern of a darker design began to emerge from her purple flesh around her eye as a large tribal symbol started to glow a brilliant grape from the ground beneath her, the light lifted from the ground and a large apparition began to swirl from its' depths. the old man floated high above the small girl, his figure was as big as Shukaku, his body draped in a back cloak a high collar stood straight behind his neck. in his hand he held a large tuning fork for attracting the aid of lightning when he called upon it.

Shukaku was now face to face with his enemy as he grunted at the old man. "this is what you have to defeat me?" he questioned with a laugh. as the man floated staring at him awaiting for his command. the girl was now floating herself a few inches above the grass her body flickering of lighting from time to time watching closely as the slumped figure of the General hung from his place on the sand demons head, fast asleep.

A chilling overlay of her voice spoke in a monotone eerie sound. "What does lighting do to sand?" she paused for s split second not waiting any longer for the sand demons' answer " Judgement bolt" she calmly followed. in almost an instant Ramuh had lifted his lighting rod to summon on the power, Jeanne mimicking his movements. the Raccoon like demon was surround by 3 rotating lighting bolts that had burst from the sky, they were now circling him as if he were being stalked. the bolt became closer together as they rotated closing in on him as he felt the static shooting though his body. the bolts merged together in one large flash electrocuting the sand demon where he stood. the heat from the lighting began to melt the body of Shukaku turning it's surface to a glossy clear sheet. he felt his body harden under the force of the shock watching as his body became glass before his eyes. soon after his monstrous yells were only snuffed out by his changing body closing around his wide open mouth.

his work was done, the The thunder wheeler had finished what he was called to do in the wake of his young master. "release" she spoke softly only to watched the old man swirly in a bolt and disappear in a flash of light, her body was released from the summon she had called upon as she kneeled to the ground. she pushed herself to her feet while half her body was uncovered from her cloths being burned away by the thunder god. she turned her now normal eyes back to the glass demon his head tilted back looking as though gasping for his final breath. a smirk fell over her lips once again.

"It is time" she raised her voice. "Shiva" she whispered to herself as her body was engulfed in a cylinder of ice that had erupted from the ground, shielding her body from the outside. her body once again changed color to a light shade of blue, he eyes to match in an airy feel. her body began to create ice crystals along the bare half of her body, tightening her skin into almost a glassy look. the same symbol that had appeared before Ramuh began to glow once again beneath her, this time in a brilliant blue. a large glacier piece of ice fell directly from over head creating a tremor as it planted it self into the earth. 2 more followed on each side at different angles, creating almost a 3 winged fan. a giant apparition of a blue tainted woman emerged from high above falling behind the Ice. her hair was dark blue and long held back in gold bands, as her naked figure covered in ice crystals remained hidden behind the fan. she lifted her head in a snap only to have the ice shielding her shatter into a million pieces, also in shattering the cylinder of Ice that had protected Jeanne. the girl was now floating as she once did before with a shimmer of ice surrounding her bare skin, a heave from her chest let out the cloudy vapor, it gave the idea that it was subzero temperature.

"Diamond Dust" she again calmly spoke. she followed the movements of the giant apparition of the Ice Goddess, laying two of her fingers across her lips as she spun around in a 360 degree turn leaving a trail of frost from her the tips of her nails only to stretch her arm out once facing the glass demon. a mass of ice began to collect at his feet freezing him where he stand. the glass was starting to crack where the ice had made contact due to the extreme in change in cold. Shiva reached around making a circle starting from the top, to her feet and back up and created a freezing pulsating wave, she thrusted forward her free hand near her elbow to keep her energy steady. a Ice storm engulfed not only the glass figure, but any living things that so happened to be in the large radius. his whole body was now submerged within a glacier as both Shiva and Jeanne straightened themselves leaving one arm out in front of them. with a swift finger snap the ice shattered along with anything within it. Shukaku was gone, he had broken apart with the flying pieces of ice. "I told you" a haunted double voice came from the young Heroines lips. "release" she breathed. with that Shiva the goddess of destruction and ice vanished. Jeanne' body turned as it's normal self, sighing in relief that it was done and over.

Her panting remained as she felt her knees hit the ground and sat on the back of her calfs. "I've never had to summon on myself before." she breathed heavily. "the elders told me I needed a master." a smile swept across her face in knowing the fact that she did not have to give up the scroll that had carried so much destruction, that she shielded inside her to anyone.

with a heave she placed her hand flat to the ground "seal" she spoke as tribal markings wrote around her tiny hand extending outward attaching it's self to the many pieces of shattered glass from the sand demon. the pieces vanished as the wittings had spread over the area, disappearing without a trace.