What-If: Sakura Had Gotten The Decapitating Carving Knife

Another week above $70, another Side-Story.
In this one we take a look at what if Sakura had been forced to figure out what to do with Zabuza's sword after she killed him.

Voted on by the $10 patrons, thank them.

This was inspired by the time a player of mine managed to fit a tree in their inventory during an old RP.

Sleep deprivation hoooo!

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Standing over the bandaged man’s corpse, Sakura can’t help but feel a little disappointed. Powerful as he showed himself to be, he was just as human as anyone else. He’d only won against her in the first place because his sword’s gimmick beat hers, stealing the power from her weapon with his own. Maybe it was a fluke that let her cut through him, maybe he’d underestimated her and she’d gotten lucky, or maybe she’s just the better wielder of the blade.

Whatever the case, she has a new weapon. It’s bigger than she is, and lays discarded just a little away from his now drained corpse. Her own demon blade struck right through him and sucked up everything he had to give, which leaves her with decisions to make. “I guess I’ll take this.” Her hands land on the massive hilt of a weapon so long and thick that she knows Zabuza was compensating for a thousand different things, not the least of which his abandonment of his village. “Hup-gkll-” That’s the sound of losing her voice to a coughing fit that soon wracks her entire body. Okay, she can’t lift it, that’s fine. She can work with that.

A sealing scroll is all she needs, and she can invent herself a style that uses it despite being weak, she’s a genius!

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The chips are down, Naruto and Sasuke lay discarded to the side, and she’s not sure she’ll handle another volley of attacks from her domineering opponent. When Kakashi had said the Chunin exams were going to be crazy, he hadn’t explained they’d meet monsters that can tear trees from their roots and destroy the landscape. Her hand’s too broken to guard with her sword properly, and she’s pretty sure this is going to be a bad end.

Not the kind one can reload either, the kind where the game uninstalls itself to mock you for daring to screw up this badly. With a gulp, she watches the enemy’s powerful body move towards her one step at a time. She reaches into her second kunai pouch, but not for a kunai. With a jump and a flick of her wrist, she pulls a sealing scroll from it and launches herself towards the enemy.

“Your weapon is on the ground, girl, what could you possibly - what the fuck!?” That’s the sound of someone realizing she’s not down for the count yet. The scroll unravels in the air, and with a flick of it, a massive sword the likes of which only legends can carry draws itself into the world and makes itself known. It falls towards her opponent, who dodges out of the way backwards with a fearful backpedal. It’s urgent, stressful, and practically futile. The dirt dislodges and flies in all directions as the gargantuan monolith lands where he was. She passes in the same instant, scooping the weapon up into the scroll, one specifically designed to reach out and grab this very sword. “That’s not fair!”

“That’s the point!” She shouts back, spinning in place and allowing the paper holster to whip towards him, the weapon flying out like it belongs in the air, hurtling with the momentum of the summon as if it had always been in motion. “Get scrolled on!”

“Gaaaahhh!” This scroll is designed around the concept of overriding the natural state of whatever’s stored into it to maintain the state the scroll had when the object was released, so for instance, flying through the air while she spins would send the sealed contraption - or in this case a giant sword - shooting out. It’d lose momentum quickly, slamming into the ground while unable to maintain the force it had gathered, but that wouldn’t matter against an enemy too unbalanced and unready to face what she has for them.

It barely has to knick him to tear his leg off and make him spin around in the dirt. from there it’s just a matter of picking the sword up again, walking up to his crawling form, and releasing the decapitating carving knife above his head from its repeatedly initiated prison parchment.

Next she’ll be trying a seal specifically designed to maintain the object’s initial state, and then having ten thousand Naruto’s carry it up into the sky before dropping it onto the seal.

That should be fun.