Shisui stood with his blade across his body, then suddenly burst into motion. In an instant, it was as if he had used a clone technique; over a dozen Shisuis surrounded Obito.
Obito quickly formed a hand seal. "Release!"
All the Shisuis spoke in unison: "It's useless. My Body Flicker Technique isn't just a simple genjutsu. Under the power of the Mangekyō Sharingan, a basic release won't work..."
Obito's face twisted in frustration. A longsword swept in from behind, but he grabbed the attacker's wrist.
Kamui!
A spatial vortex appeared again. Shisui's body was sucked into the swirling space, but Obito's expression only worsened.
'Not the physical body?' No… the wrist he just grabbed—he could feel it was real.
Clang!
A chain blocked the blade.
Smack!
A charging kick was intercepted by an arm.
Blows came from all sides. Every strike had real impact, but when Deep Forest Emergence came, the branches passed harmlessly through his body.
This was eerily similar to his own intangibility. If he couldn't find the real one, defeat was only a matter of time.
The Shisui copies still held him in a circle. With a narrowed gaze, one said, "I have to admit, even with so much intel, you've still fought to this extent. You truly have the right to be proud."
That same Obito, the underachiever of the Uchiha clan, the naive boy who thought using eye drops and an eyepatch would awaken the Sharingan faster…
His power had grown terrifyingly fast.
"You think you've already won? If it weren't for Kakashi! If it weren't for that bastard Kakashi!" Obito roared.
Kamui!!
Spatial vortices burst around him, dragging six Shisuis into real space. Blood trickled from his eye behind the mask. Even with Hashirama cells, the consumption was too much to sustain.
"You're just struggling at the end of your rope!" Shisui declared.
As he spoke, fire climbed up his blade. Real clones reappeared.
Slash!
Fiery blades struck at masked Obito with pinpoint precision. Each flash of movement hit its mark.
Kamui!!! Obito howled, frantically creating vortexes to defend and to probe for the real Shisui.
"It's useless," came the calm voice. "Every clone is both real and not real. Every strike is solid. Empowered by the Mangekyō, this genjutsu… is impossible for you to break."
Boom!
Obito collapsed to his knees, gasping for breath. The flames dissipated, the spatial rifts stopped, and even the writhing branches halted.
Shisui stood before him, also clearly drained, but far less so than his opponent, who had burned through his chakra with relentless Mangekyō use, even with Hashirama's cells.
"Why don't you kill me?" Obito asked from behind the mask, puzzled.
"Your life isn't mine to decide," Shisui replied. "The Uchiha clan is already in a precarious position. This incident… luckily, ended this way."
For once, Shisui was truly grateful, grateful that it had been him to stop Obito, an Uchiha genius, stopping a fellow clansman.
With his reputation, he represented a faction of the Uchiha's stance. Combined with Fugaku's presence outside, this incident would demonstrate the Uchiha's support for the Fourth Hokage.
Obito chuckled darkly: "Heh… So you've guessed something. You'll regret this."
Shisui ignored him. "To prevent your escape, I'll need to temporarily reclaim your ability."
Swipe!
With a blur, Shisui thrust his hand forward and, in an instant, gouged out Obito's right eye beneath the mask.
"Aaargh!!"
Obito screamed in agony.
Kakashi, having just barely recovered, walked over. "I can use it one more time. Ready to leave?"
Shisui glanced at him. He wondered how Kakashi would react once the mask came off and he saw who was underneath.
"Let's go. The Fourth Hokage is waiting for us."
Kakashi lifted his headband. The Mangekyō Sharingan activated, and a vortex appeared, pulling all three out of Kamui space.
Meanwhile, atop Hokage Rock…
The clone Kū held a telescope, watching the group emerging from the distant cave.
The true site of the Nine-Tails' chakra production was starting to leak energy, and ominous and evil filled the air.
Minato looked anxious. Obito, now restrained, glanced hollowly in that direction."The Nine-Tails is over there? So you were prepared after all. But… who gave you intel about me?"
Even facing Minato and Shisui, Obito didn't think he had truly lost. That illusion just now, seemingly unbeatable, could've been broken by shifting to the Kamui space and cutting chakra connections.
But
But his original left eye, the Kamui that worked at a distance, was its perfect counter!
'Ka-ka-shi!!'
Kakashi shivered slightly under Obito's glare.
'What? Why are you staring at me?'
'Shisui beat you, Minato Sensei stopped you. Why the hell are you mad at me?'
"Brother Fugaku, for now, please take him to… the Police Force. Set up barriers and seals. He might not be acting alone." Minato said calmly
Just as Minato turned to leave, Shisui handed him something: "Hokage-sama, this is his Mangekyō."
He held up a glass vial containing a suspended eyeball, its connected tomoe swirling with a power that could ensnare minds.
Minato noticed Fugaku's tense expression and smiled."The Sharingan is the Uchiha's kekkei genkai. Naturally, this Mangekyō belongs to your clan."
At these words, Fugaku exhaled in relief.
It wasn't that he coveted the power of the Kamui Mangekyō. Rather, if the village now possessed another non-Uchiha's Sharingan user, and a Mangekyō at that, the hawkish faction of the clan would…
"Alright, thank you all for tonight. And… I hope everyone can keep tonight's events confidential. I'm counting on you."
Everyone nodded. With a flash of the Flying Thunder God, Minato vanished.
Shisui stared at the glass tube for a long moment, then tucked it away.
The group began escorting the bound Obito toward the Uchiha compound.
Kakashi, exhausted but still curious, asked, "Shisui, aren't you curious who this masked guy really is? Why didn't you remove his mask?"
Shisui exhaled slowly. "The Fourth Hokage ordered that the mask only be removed after his return. So I don't know either."
Obito said nothing. Broken, humiliated, and defeated, he didn't want to look at Kakashi.
"Three… two… one!"
The clone on the cliff finished counting and vanished.
Suddenly, within the escorting group, a new figure appeared.
Swish!
Squelch!
Blood sprayed, Obito's right arm, shoulder, and all, was cut clean off.