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  The forest surrounding Orochimaru's main hidden base in the nd of Fire stood in eerie stillness when Tobirama and Jiraiya materialized beside Ox. The Anbu ander aowledged them with a slight nod. "Gd you made it," he whispered.

  Tobirama surveyed the area, his sharp eyes taking in every detail. "What have you observed? Any signs of movements?"

  Ox turned slightly, his Anbu mask cealing his expression, but his voice was calm and measured. "No visible moveme, but there are several defenses. Orochimaru has pced barriers and traps for unwanted visitors. And like in the reports, this ir is pletely subterranean." Ox reported quietly. "But just moments ago, I sehat someone inside became aware of my presence."

  Tobirama stepped forward and sed the area. The grouh him felt unnatural, the barriers woven into the earth itself. "He is certainly prepared."

  Jiraiya crouched doced his hand on the ground. He closed his eyes aended his Sage Mode sensory abilities. The natural energy flowed through him, amplifying his perception. "There's a heavy chakra presenside," he murmured. "Actually, make that two."

  Tobirama's eyes narrowed. He, too, could sehe chakras emanating from within the base. One, in particur, felt eerily familiar—a chakra he hadn't sensed in a long time. His breath caught for a moment.

  As he focused his seobirama's eyes widened, his normally stoic face betraying a hint of shock. "There are two powerful chakras inside... one of them is... familiar. Extremely familiar.."

  Jiraiya furrowed his brow. "Yeah, I know what you mean. The oh the smaller chakra... I've felt it before," he said, a hint of fusion in his voice. "But I 't..." The nagging sense of familiarity from that sed chakra still tugged at his mind. He had fought many powerful enemies in his lifetime, but this presence… Something about it felt strao Jiraiya.

  The Toad Sage slowly stood and his expression hardened. He could feel what Tobirama felt. One chakra was immense, radiating power in a way that felt a and overwhelming. The other... he reized it, but only faintly, like a memory from a distant battle.

  "I've fought that chakra before," Jiraiya murmured, his brow furrowed in tration. "But I 't pce it..."

  Fukasaku chimed in. "Try to remember, Jiraiya boy. If it's someone you've entered, we o be cautious."

  Shima nodded. "And that other chakra... it's immense."

  Tobirama's mind was rag. "No," Tobirama whispered, almost to himself. "It 't be..."

  The chakra he was sensing was unmistakable, even after all these years. The weight of it, the sheer prese sent a chill down his spine. 'Impossible. This chakra should anymore… That damn Orochimaru. This is his doing.'

  Jiraiya turo him with fshing in his eyes. "What is it? Do yhat chakra?"

  Tobirama's gaze remained fixed orance of the base, his voice low and filled with a mixture of disbelief and suspi. "I do. This is far worse thahought."

  Jiraiya tensed. If Tobirama was this disturbed, it meant something serious. "We're going in, right?"

  Tobirama nodded, his usual cold demeanor returning. "We don't have a choice. But I have a feeling it won't be that easy."

  The Sannin of the group extended his senses and sharpehem as much as he could. One of the individuals, the one Jiraiya felt was familiar, was strong but the other o was magnitudes above in chakra. The sage gnced around and it almost felt as if the entire forest was alive.

  Jiraiya g Tobirama and saw the grave expression on his face. "You se too, don't you?"

  Tobirama met his gaze. "Yes. And if it's who I think it is, we're fag an enemy beyond what we anticipated."

  Ox looked between them. "Orders, Lord Sed?"

  Tobirama sidered their options. "We proceed with utmost caution. Our primary objective is to find and rescue Tsunade and Shizu's possible that they are under barriers and their chakra is being masked. So we have to search every inch of this pce. And if Orochimaru is here, we'll deal with him accly."

  Jiraiya nodded. "Yeah I agree but we 't exactly ighese chakra signatures. We might be walking into a trap."

  "I know," Tobirama replied. "Ox, have you identified ary points?"

  Ox poioward a cealed opening at the base of a rge tree. "There. It's less guarded, but the barriers are stro in that area."

  "Leave the barriers to me," Tobirama said fidently. "I designed many of the vilge's protective seals. I certainly break through Orochimaru's work."

  Jiraiya smirked slightly. "hought I'd be teaming up with the Sed Hokage himself. Straimes we live in."

  Tobirama kept a stoic expression. "My existence was supposed to be a secret. This alliance was born out of y."

  As they moved closer to the entrahe oppressive feeling intensified. "Be on guard," Tobirama warned, his voice sharp. "The one who's ihat base… He has power unlike anything you've faced.."

  Jiraiya smirked despite the tension. "Guess it's a good thing I've e prepared then."

  —-

  Inside Orochimaru's base. Yesterday.

  Deep ihe dimly lit, subterranean chambers of Orochimaru's hidden base, two figures stood side by side, their presence imposing even within the fines of the cold stone walls.

  Hashirama Senju, the First Hokage, stretched his arms above his head, his joints crag audibly. "Ah, it's been ages since I've felt this limber!" he excimed with a grin, his eyes sparkling with an almost childlike excitement. "Though I suppose being brought back from the dead will do that to you."

  The other man looked at Hashirama with a mixture of disbelief and wariness. "You're the First Hokage," he said, his voice low and serious. "I hought I'd meet a legend like you… not like this. Life—or unlife—sure has its surprises."

  Hashirama ughed heartily. "Well, I didn't expect to be here either! But here we are, thanks to that sneaky fellow with the snake obsession." His expression shifted briefly to one of ption. "What was his name again? Orochimaru?"

  "That's the ohe sean firmed.

  Hashirama had a twinkle in his eyes and he asked with curiosity. "By the way I serace of the Eight-Tails' chakra lingering in you. Why is that?"

  The dual haired man nodded. "I was it's jinchūriki before... well, before I died. You call me B. Blue B."

  Hashirama Senju, the First Hokage, g his panion with a wide grin spreading across his face. "So, you're the former jinchūriki of the Eight-Tails, huh? I gotta say, it's always exg to meet new people! Especially someoh that kind of history." He scratched the back of his head, his grin only widening.

  Blue B was silent. He gnced down at his reanimated hands, flexing his fingers as if testing their responsiveness. "To think Orochimaru would bring me back to life. He must have his own reasons. 't say I'm thrilled about being his puppet though."

  Hashirama nodded sympathetically. "I uand the se. But perhaps we make the best of it. After all, it's not every day you get a sed ce at life. Even if it's under less than ideal circumstances."

  Blue B studied him for a moment. "You seem awfully cheerful about all this."

  "Why wouldn't I be?" Hashirama replied with a chuckle. "The world is full of new people to meet and things to experience! Besides," he added, leaning in spiratorially, "I have a feeling that things are about to get iing for us."

  Blue B shook his head, a faint smile tugging at the er of his mouth. "You're not what I expected."

  "And what did you expect?" Hashirama asked, tilting his head curiously.

  "Someone... different," Blue B admitted. "The stories paint you as a god among shinobi. I figured you'd be more-"

  "Serious? Stoic? Overbearing?" Hashirama interrupted, waving a hand dismissively. "I've heard it all before. Truth is, I prefer to enjoy life. Even this one."

  Blue B's gaze softened. "Must be nice, seeing things that way."

  Hashirama's eyes met his, and for a moment, there th of uandiween them. "You've had a rough journey, haven't you?"

  "You could say that," Blue B replied quietly. "Being a jinchūriki wasly a piic. Darkness, fear, loneliness. They've been my stant panions."

  Hashirama gave the man a sympathetic smile. "Everyone carries their own burdens."

  Blue B only sighed, the weight of his past heavy was in his voice. "It's strange. Being brought back after everything… After enduring all that pain. I thought I finally left that behind and was free when I died. But now here I am again, proteg this pce… and I don't even know why. I have no real trol over anything again."

  Hashirama sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, this reanimation thing is a drag. I don't like being trolled either, but…" He looked around at the chamber. "We have to figure out why Orochimaru brought us back. He must have some kind of a pn."

  The two looked around and came up with a few theories but without much to go on, they remained in their position. Orochimaru gave them the task to guard that location and they had nothing else to do at that time.

  Hashirama was curious about the time period after his death and B answered his questions to pass the time. Soon a day passed.

  Few Seds before Tobirama & Jiraiya arrived.

  Hashirama's expression suddenly shifted. His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked toward the ceiling. "Do you feel that?"

  Blue B straightened, his senses sharpening. "Yeah. Someone's out there."

  Hashirama closed his eyes briefly, fog on the chakra signatures. "An intruder at the edge of the perimeter. Strong, but trying to stay hidden."

  "Think it's someoer Orochimaru?" Blue B asked.

  "Possibly," Hashirama replied. "But wait..." His brow furrowed. "There are more now. Four distinct chakras. Two of them are particurly strong."

  Blue B trated, his own sensory abilities kig in. "You're right. One of them feels... familiar."

  Hashirama's eyes widened slightly. "Well, isn't this intriguing! One of those chakras feels like my brother's."

  "Your brother?" Blue B echoed. "You mean the Sed Hokage?"

  Hashirama nodded, a mix of surprise and delight on his face. "Tobirama! But how? Unless..." He chuckled. "Looks like I'm not the only one who got a ticket back to the living."

  Blue B sidered this. "And the other strong chakra?"

  Hashirama tapped his thoughtfully. "It has a wild, natural energy to it. Almost like... a sage."

  "A sage?" Blue B's eyes narrowed. "Wait, it must be Jiraiya of the Sannin. I've met him before in battle..."

  The First Hokage had a grin on his face. "This just got a whole lot more iing."

  Blue B ched his fists, feeling the weight of the situation. "Your brother… and the legendary Sannin. Orochimaru must have expected this. But why?"

  Hashirama gave him a crooked smile, though there was a shadow of in his eyes. "I don't know, but we're about to find out." His pyful side flickered for a moment. "You think we should give them a prreeting? You know, something dramatic?"

  Blue B gave him a ft look. "I'm not really the 'dramatitraype."

  Hashirama grinned. "Fair enough. Oh, this is gettiing by the minute! First, I met you, and now my brother and a sage are dropping by."

  Blue B couldn't help but smirk. "You have a strange way of looking at things."

  "Why be grim when you be excited?" Hashirama replied. "Besides, it seems we're about to have pany. Shall we go greet uests?"

  Blue B pushed off the wall, rolling his shoulders. "If they're here for a fight, we might not have much choice."

  The First Hokage shrugged his shoulders. "Who knows? Maybe we talk it out."

  Blue B raised an eyebrow. "You really think talking is an option?"

  "There's always room for dialogue!" Hashirama insisted but then his smile dimmed. "But if Orochimaru forced our hands, then you're right. We may not have much choice."

  As they moved through the winding corridors of the base, the oppressive atmosphere seemed to lighten around Hashirama, his mere presence bringing a sense of vitality to the otherwise bleak surroundings.

  Sooepped out into the dense forest, the sunlight filtering through the opy above. The air was fresh, a stark trast to the stale atmosphere ihe base.

  Hashirama inhaled deeply. "Ah, nothing like the smell of nature!"

  Blue B sed the surrounding trees. "They're close."

  Hashirama grinned. "Time to see how my little brother's been holding up."

  —-

  Ox remained silent, standing vigint as the two legends assessed the situation. The mission had just grown expoially more dangerous, and Ox khat whatever they were about to face wasn't part of the inal pn.

  The air grew heavier, and the forest seemed to darken around them. Jiraiya's senses were on high alert. "Ok. This pce is starting to give me the creeps," he muttered.

  They reached the cealed entrance, and Tobirama began to weave a series of plex hand seals. His fingers moved with practiced ease, and faint glows of chakra pulsed against the invisible barrier. "This is advanced work," he ented. "Orochimaru has impressive skill."

  " you break it?" Jiraiya asked.

  "Given time," Tobirama replied. "But we may not have much."

  Suddenly, the grouh them trembled ever so slightly. Ox tensed. "Someone's ing."

  "We're not alone," Fukasaku agreed. "Be careful, everyone."

  A few meters away, from the darkness of the forest, a figure emerged. He had long bi-color half green half white hair with matg eyebrows along with heavy-lidded eyes that gave the impression that he was tired. A purple mark in the shape of a diamond ran down the right side of his face. He also wore the standard attire of the Hidden Cloud shinobi including a fk jacket, over a long-sleeved v-neck outfit with bandages underh. A fairly long sword strapped to his bad the two most disturbiures were pupil-less eyes and gray sclera and the cracks running through his face.

  Jiraiya's eyes widened. "Wait a minute... I've seen you before."

  The man stepped forward, a stoic expression on his face.. "It's been a long time since we saw each other, Jiraiya"

  Tobirama studied the newer. "You're not Orochimaru. Who are you?"

  The man turned his gaze on Tobirama and his eyes widened in reition. "Hearing that you're bad seeing it are two different things."

  Jiraiya snapped his fingers. "I remember now! You were the Eight-Tails Jinchūriki before Killer Bee!... You're… Blue B!"

  The man's eyes flickered with surprise. "Ah, so you do remember. Our paths crossed long ago."

  Fukasaku frowned. "Jiraiya boy, this isn't good. If he's here, things are more plicated thahought."

  Tobirama's expression remaiern. "Why are you summoned here? Do you know what Orochimaru is pnning?"

  The former 8 Tails Jinchuriki shook his head. "I don't know. For some reason, Orochimaru wants us to guard this location."

  "Where is he?" Tobirama asked but before Blue B could reply, his body stiffened aood still. The Sed Hokage sensed a shift in chakra in B's body. Then a voice Jiraiya and Ox were extremely familiar with came from that reanimation.

  "Kukuku… This is ued. It is an honor to meet you… Sed Lord Hokage."

  Tobirama's eyes narrowed. "Orochimaru I presume."

  Blue B nodded. "Yes… I've been w why I couldn't summon you. It seems now I have my answer. Danzo or Sarutobi Sensei. I don't know who summoned you but they must be desperate."

  "Where's Tsunade and Shizune?" Jiraiya roared in anger.

  Blue B had a sadistic grin on his face as he looked at the Toad sage. "They're with me. Don't worry. They're both alive. Although I must say, Tsunade has seeer days."

  Hearing that taunt, Jiraiya's fists ched and Tobirama's eyes narrowed.

  "You bastard!" Jiraiya took a step forward but Shima stopped him. "Don't. He's purposely trying to anger you."

  "Keep calm Jiraiya. This is just a provocation tactic." Fukasaku chimes in with a small soft tone.

  "What do you want with Tsuobirama asked, getting Orochimaru's attention.

  The Snake Sannin chuckled. "Now that would be telling."

  "It doesn't matter. I'll get the answers out of you once I find you."

  Orochimaru had a pyful smile on his face. "Doubtful. Besides, you won't be leaving here any time soon if at all."

  Blue B then turned his head to the side and everyone followed his gaze. The Leaf ninjas suddenly sensed a powerful chakra appearing and ing from the forest behind B.

  A sed figure appeared at the entrance. Draped in armor remi of aimes, with flowing dark hair and a anding presence, he exuded an aura of power that was both awe-inspiring and terrifying. His eyes met Tobirama's, and time seemed to stand still.

  Tobirama's breath caught. "You..."

  The armored man smiled softly. "It's been a long time, brother."

  Jiraiya looked between them, shock evident on his face. "Brother? Wait, is that—"

  Tobirama ched his fists. "Hashirama Senju."

  Hashirama merely smiled as he looked at the group of Leaf ninjas. "Seems we're both walking in the realm of the living once more. It's good to see you again, Tobirama! "

  Jiraiya was stunned. "The First Hokage? This is impossible!"

  Anbu ander Ox was equally stunned. 'Never in my life did I imagine I'd be meeting two Legendary ninjas like them… First it was Lord Sed and now him… A battle with the God of ninja… If the stories are true, I wouldn't survive if he goes all out.'

  The toad sages on Jiraiya's shoulder were equally shocked. "This is ued. A powerful enemy like Hashirama Senju."

  "It looks like I might not make it home in time to make dinner." Shima could help but say as she looked at the reanimated First Hokage.

  "Fet dinner Ma. We'd have to sider ourselves lucky if we make it back alive and in one piece at all." Fukasaku knew how strong the legendary God of Shinobi was. He was cautious but he wasn't scared.

  Fukasaku and Shima perched on Jiraiya's shoulders with serious expressions. "Be careful, Jiraiya boy," Fukasaku warned.

  Blue B under Orochimaru's trol, then turo the Leaf ninjas. "Isn't this a great reunion? So toug. Now what do you say we get the festivities started."

  The two reanimations suddenly stiffened and they began to emit chakra and killing i.

  Ox stepped forward, readying himself. "Lord Sed, what are your orders?"

  Tobirama quickly posed himself. "This ges nothing. Jiraiya and I will battle them. We'll hold them down. You o plete your task. Search the base. If you find them, use my marker."

  Ox nodded. "Uood Lord Sed. Good luck."

  Hashirama looked at his brother with a mixture of sadness and resolve. "I wish our reunion were under better circumstances. But I ot allow you to proceed."

  Jiraiya gritted his teeth. "If you're under Orochimaru's trol, then we have no choice but to stop you."

  Hashirama gave a solemn nod. "I expeothing less."

  The fht-Tails Jinchūriki sighed. "That damn s wasn't enough that he killed me. But now he's forced me into battle… Jiraiya. I 't trol myself. I won't be able to hold back."

  Jiraiya nodded, determination filling his eyes. "Right. Let's do this."

  Fukasaku and Shima began to gather natural energy. "Stay focused, Jiraiya boy," Fukasaku advised. "This won't be easy."

  Shima added, "But we've faced tough odds before."

  Tobirama g his reanimated brother. "Hashirama, I won't let you stand in our way. There's a lot at stake here."

  Hashirama's eyes softened for a moment. "I uand brother."

  Blue B steadied his stance, a quiet determination in his eyes. "Let's get this over with."

  Hashirama g him, a hint of sadness in his smile. "Don't worry. No matter the oute, perhaps we'll find some peace again at the end of this."

  The tension in the air alpable as the two sides faced off. The future of their mission was hanging in the bance.

  Author's Note:

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