Multiverse Conquest: Rise of the Saiyan Empire

"Now…Despair."

He said as the Susanoo created a deep gully by it's simple movement. Her Vice Commanders Barely survived the After-math!

"This Susanoo is the very definition of destruction."

"Only Hashirama could face it."

Esdeath felt her heart pounding, as she took a deep breath:

"Sadly…It seems the climax is finally here."

Her smile got wider. Schneizel sighed as he gave the order:

"Kuroto, Killua, Silva-san…It's your turn to act."

Cornelia's smile got bigger:

"Eivor…You go quickly. This was bound to happen anyway."

Eivor nodded her hand on her axe before she disappeared. The Kazekage had an inquiring gaze:

"Did you send Eivor to help the Mizukage?"

Cornelia chuckled:

"Send Eivor to help Esdeath?"

"You are deeply mistaken, my friend."

Chiyo narrowed her eyes.

"I am sending Eivor to save the Land of Water and the whole continent from Esdeath."

The Kazekage took a deep breath as he looked at the Monstrous women who was still smiling.

Swiftly and stealthily four silhouettes appeared on the Four Sides of the Land of Water. They all made hand signs as they pronounced the name of a well-known technique:

""""Four Red Yang Formation""""

A Red Barrier taking over the whole Land of Water was erected!

Esdeath jumped off the top of one of her Centaurus and smiled, as, like illusory snow, all the colossus disappeared, it's powers converging to Esdeath in a single point.

Madara who saw with his Sharingan all this amount of Energy concentrate in one place, had his hair standing on his skin.

"This is bad!!!"

He powered up his Complete Susanoo preparing for the incoming blast! The Susanoo flew to the air, his hands crossed, bracing for impact.

The Snow, the storms, the power of the Nine Colossi all concentrated on one point!

A silence invaded the whole Battlefield, the whole world seemed suspended, the air seemed stagnant, the wind stopped blowing.

Even the sound of a cricket would echo like an lion's roar in this ominous silence.

Yet, the people who saw what happened, were having cold sweat in their back, coldness in their heart and unwillingness in their faces.

Something was about to go down. Something that would change the Land of Water forever.

Finally, all trace of snow disappeared from the world.

All trace of ice, all trace of frost. Everything in the world seemed to have slowly came back to it's rightful Queen.

The suspended air, the gulping sound of the witnesses, the palpable tension, the ominous red Barrier overlooking the whole scene.

And Finally, her sadist smile.

Everything was screaming disaster.

"Ice Commander in chief!!"

Her worlds were like a sentence delivered by the Heavens, as a continent wrapping explosion that could even be seen by Homura's descendants from the moon, was delivered to the Shinobi World.

Land of Fire, Konohagakure.

At the rooftop of the Hokage's office, a man in his mid-twenties, a pipe on his mouth, was looking up at the sky, a solemn air on as he touched the snowflakes that descended slowly on Konoha, in plain spring.

His eyes narrowed in deep contemplation. Behind him appeared, a white haired young man, newly promoted jonin. An extremely exciting prospect of the village. He was already the assistant of the Hokage, at this time.

"Hokage-sama, the snow is descending all over the Land of Fire and even the bordering countries."

The Third titled his head in contemplation:

"I have a bad feeling about this, Sakumo."

"This weird snow, this kind of phenomenon never happened in the land of Fire before…"

Sakumo narrowed his eyes:

"Hokage-sama, in all respect…Changing the weather in this scale wouldn't even be ninjutsu anymore…"

Hiruzen laughed lightly, as if enjoying the naivety of the young jonin, he then looked deeply at the carved face of The First Hokage before he responded:

"Nothing is impossible in the Shinobi World, Sakumo-kun."

"As you grow, you will get the chance to realize it on your own."

His face then changed, getting more serious by the second:

"Are the Flying Hawks from our secret channels in the Sand still not here?"

Sakumo took a deep break, his gaze saddened:

"Sadly, Hokage-same. There is no contact whatsoever for more than 36 hours."

Hokage took a deep breath the bad premonition in his heart only growing with time. Not having contact for more than 36 Hours was akin to a 'pseudo-death' for the village. For all the present here, the chances of survival were infinitesimal.

"The Root also lost contact. Danzo is fuming with anger."

Behind him, by Sakumo's side, appeared another talented youngster. The first of his comrades to have become Jonin, his long black hair, his pale haggard face, and his reptilian eyes gave him a vicious aura.

The Hokage had a dotting and warm smile whenever he would see his prided disciple:

"You seem to visit your Sensei less and less, Orochimaru."

Orochimaru had a reptilian smile on:

"Sarutobi-sensei, you already know why I came."

He grazed the snow with his hand:

"This…isn't natural."

His gaze became solemn.

"But it isn't Chakra either."

Sarutobi prided by the genius of his apprentice, praised:

"Your senses didn't mistake you. This is definitely abnormal."

He sighed:

"Prepare yourselves. Some tough times are coming."

In each of the other Four, the Kage have already detected something was amiss.

Onoki floating in the air, his eyes narrowed in contemplation. A little Kitsuchi by his side, playing in the snow.

"Something like this, could only come from the Mist…"

He narrowed his eyes:

"What's those bastards are plotting?"

Kumo.

The Third Raikage by his office looked at the snow descending on the mountains of The Land of Thunder, his eyes narrowed:

"This doesn't look good."

Behind him a young tanned kid was doing push up, trying to resemble his Father and become the next Raikage!

"The War is coming"

Land of Sand, Capital of Wind.

Cornelia saw the once in a century view of a snowing desert, by her side the baffled Chiyo and the Kazekage:

"This woman is a walking calamity."

The never-ending winter descended on the world, signs of the apocalypses, cold that could end races on it's own. The cold wind, the ruthless winter, the shattered weather, yet still every little snowflake was hauntingly beautiful.

Somewhat, this technique was her own incarnation, a beautiful snow calamity that demanded tribute after another, trying to satiate it's insatiable lust.

The Wings of The Perfect Susanoo were covered in snow, like a feathered angel, his armor still untainted even by the inhumane explosion, spoke volumes of the Power of the man.

Yet, this man, narrowed his eye, and shut it in deep tought as he spoke:

"So you are on this realm too, huh."

"Esdeath."

For the first time he spoke her name, as a sign of acknowledgement. Esdeath advanced like the eye of the storm, the snow heeding her every whim, as her smile disappeared looking at the Gigantic adversary.

Her rapier in her hand as the sound of her high heels, still mysteriously sounded, like the lantern in the apocalypse, like she was the only being surviving the end of existence.

She looked up and sighed:

"It seems we are about equals."

Madara took a deep breath as his Perfect Susanoo moved it's Katana:

"It indeed seems so."

Deep comprehension, downed on each one of them, as they spoke similary:

""Since this the case""

She sheathed her rapier, as the Susanoo slowly sheathes his Katana too.

They both smiled:

""Let's postpone this until you've become stronger""

Esdeath passed by him, as so did the Perfect Susanoo.

"When whatever you are trying to awaken bears it's fruit…"

"When you master Chakra like an actual Shinobi…"

They both had crazed smiles:

""Then I will kill you!!!""

No matter how strongly the both of them believed in their respective victory!

Victory was never their goal to begin with. Now that the both of them, saw their limits…

That the two saw the option of a greater fight, of a stronger foe, to fulfill the purpose of their existence…

No way in hell, they are going to let it end here!

Not with a one-eyed Forty old man against a Mizukage who doesn't even understand Chakra!

Such ending would be too disappointing!

For them, there was no qualm in sparring the strong!

If it is to kill him in a more beautiful fight!

Schneizel sighed looking up at the falling snow:

"We've at least prevented, the winter calamity. Something like that would have been enough to accelerate the war between countries."

He spoke infront of a blue screen to a sighing Lelouch.

He gave the command for the Damocles to return back to the Capital of Water.

"Conquest of Kirigakure and Land of Water. Done"

Lelouch sighed:

"Now we can finally start implementing our plans in the Ninja World."

Schneizel looked down at the frightened Shinobi:

"Although Shinobi of this caliber would be useless in the wars of the Primordial Realm. The Mission system is here to use them into menial works."

"Escorts, missions in the different cities of the Empire, Capsul delivery…Until we decide to make them stronger, we've got two large armies worth of manpower. Each one of them could use convenient elemental energy."

Lelouch sighed looking at Esdeath in the recordings in front of him:

"Although I don't think she could wait until the Second Shinobi World War, reforming the Mist Village into her new capable army should take off the battles out of her mind for a while."

Schneizel smiled lightly:

"After all…She still needs to prove her worth as a general."

Lelouch sighed:

"Although not in brute strength The Great Generals that would carry the Empire's warfare plans are far superior to her in the Art of War in every way."

He sighed an interested smile on:

"Actually, in strategy, even you and I my dear Brother are dwarfed in comparison."

Lelouch narrowed his eyes in contemplation:

"His Majesty's standards are absurdly high after all."

"He must already be thinking about going there…"

"To the lands where the Great Generals Under the Heavens strive."