The genin followed Anko to the outskirts of Training Ground 44, the ominous Forest of Death looming before them. Massive trees stretched skyward, their dense canopy blocking out much of the sunlight. Strange noises echoed from within, sending shivers down the spines of even the most seasoned participants.

Anko stood before them, her grin somehow even wider than before. "Welcome to your home for the next few days, maggots!" she announced cheerfully. "Before we begin, there's just one tiny bit of paperwork we need to take care of."

She produced a stack of forms from seemingly nowhere. "These are consent forms. You'll need to sign them before participating in this stage of the exam."

A murmur of confusion rippled through the crowd. Sakura's ears twitched as she caught snippets of worried whispers.

"Why do we need to sign anything?" Naruto asked, voicing the question on everyone's mind.

Anko's grin took on a predatory edge. "Oh, you know. Just in case you die. We don't want Konoha to be held responsible."

The atmosphere immediately tensed. Even the more experienced genin looked uneasy at her casual mention of potential fatalities.

Naruto's face lit up. "Finally! Someone who understands the importance of proper documentation!" He grabbed a consent form and started reading it carefully.

"Look at this!" He waved the paper at his teammates. "See how they itemized all the possible ways we could die? And there's even a section for next of kin notification preferences!"

Sakura and Sasuke exchanged bewildered looks as Naruto pulled out a pen and started making notes in the margins.

"Proctor Mitarashi!" Naruto called out. "There's a discrepancy in section 3B regarding liability in case of poisoning by local flora versus fauna. Should those be filed under separate incident categories?"

Anko blinked, caught off guard. "Uh... yeah, actually. Good catch, kid."

"And the indemnification clause could use some tightening up," Naruto continued, now fully in his element. "The language is a bit ambiguous about whether death by teammate counts as exam-related fatality."

Several nearby genin slowly edged away from the enthusiastic blonde. Sakura's ears drooped in secondhand embarrassment as Naruto continued analyzing the form's legal framework.

"The old man would be proud," Naruto declared, carefully signing his name with a flourish. "This is exactly the kind of attention to detail he's been teaching me!"

"The... old man?" one of the foreign genin whispered.

"He means the Hokage," Sakura explained with a sigh. "Naruto's been helping him with paperwork."

"Now, now," Anko continued, waving a hand dismissively. "Don't look so glum! It's all part of the fun. Besides, what's life without a little risk, right?"

She began passing out the forms. "Take your time reading them over. Once you've signed, we'll go over the rules for this stage of the exam."

As the genin began reviewing the paperwork, Sakura leaned in close to her teammates. "This is serious," she whispered. "They're really not pulling any punches."

Sasuke nodded grimly. "We knew it would be dangerous. But official death waivers... that's a new level."

Naruto, for once, looked thoughtful as he scanned the document. "Hey, guys? Does this mean the Old Man won't have to do as much paperwork if something happens to us in here?"

Sakura resisted the urge to smack him. "Focus, Naruto. This isn't the time for jokes."

"I'm not joking!" he protested. "I'm just trying to understand all the angles, you know?"

Before their discussion could continue, Anko clapped her hands loudly. "Alright, listen up! Time for the rules of this little survival game."

The proctor held up two scrolls, one marked with the character for "Heaven," the other with "Earth."

"Your objective is simple," she explained. "Each team will be given one of these scrolls. To pass this stage, you need to make it to the tower at the center of the forest with both scrolls in your possession."

She paused, letting the information sink in. "That means you'll need to take a scroll from another team by any means necessary. Fight, steal, trick – I don't care how you do it. Just get that second scroll."

Sakura's mind was already racing, analyzing the implications. They'd need to be on guard constantly, both to protect their own scroll and to look for opportunities to acquire another.

Anko continued her explanation. "You have five days to complete this task. If you don't make it to the tower with both scrolls by then, you're out. Simple as that."

"Five days in that forest?" Ino exclaimed, looking aghast. "What are we supposed to eat?"

The proctor's grin widened. "The forest is full of things to eat! Of course, some of those things might try to eat you back. All part of the challenge!"

Choji looked simultaneously intrigued and horrified by this information.

"One more thing," Anko added, her tone growing serious. "You are not, under any circumstances, to open these scrolls before reaching the tower. Trust me, you don't want to find out what happens if you do."

The genin exchanged nervous glances. What could be so bad about opening a scroll?

"Any questions?" Anko asked brightly.

A few hands tentatively raised, and she fielded inquiries about specifics – what constituted "making it to the tower," whether they could bring their own supplies (yes, within reason), and various other logistical concerns.

Once the Q&A session wrapped up, Anko directed them to a small tent. "Alright, time to get your scrolls! One team at a time, please. And no peeking at what the others get – that would ruin the fun!"

As the teams began lining up, Sakura nudged Sasuke. "I'm going to try and listen in," she whispered. "Maybe I can figure out which scroll each team is getting."

Sasuke nodded approvingly. "Good thinking. Even if we can't get specifics, knowing the general distribution could be useful."

Sakura focused her enhanced hearing as each team entered the tent. To her frustration, most teams seemed to be taking precautions against eavesdropping. There were muffled conversations, but nothing clear enough to determine which scroll they received.

"Any luck?" Naruto asked as their turn approached.

Sakura shook her head, ears drooping slightly. "They're being too careful. I can't make out anything definitive."

"It was worth a shot," Sasuke said. "We'll just have to be prepared for either possibility."

When it was their turn, Team 7 entered the tent. A chunin proctor handed them their scroll – Heaven – which Sasuke quickly tucked away in his pack.

As they exited, Anko was organizing the teams, directing them to different gates around the perimeter of the training ground.

"Remember," she called out, "you have five days starting from when these gates open. Make it to the tower with both scrolls, or you're out! And try not to die – the paperwork's a real pain."

Team 7 was led to Gate 12. As they waited for the signal to begin, they huddled together to discuss strategy.

"Alright," Sasuke began, "we need a plan. Any thoughts?"

Naruto immediately piped up. "We should team up with Bushy Brows and the others! Safety in numbers, right?"

Sakura considered this. "Team Gai would be good allies. They're skilled, and we worked well with them in Wave. Team 8 or 10 could work too."

She paused, her nose wrinkling slightly. "Though I'm not thrilled about working with Ino-pig after that stunt she pulled during the written exam."

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "You mean when she used her clan technique to check your answers? At least she didn't erase them and make you start over."

"Yeah!" Naruto chimed in. "And Hinata helped me out. The other teams aren't so bad."

Sakura sighed, relenting. "I suppose you're right. We should be open to alliances, at least temporarily. With people like Haku in this exam, we'll need to be careful."

"Agreed," Sasuke nodded. "We should prioritize gathering information first. Find out who has which scroll, assess the competition. Then we can decide on the best targets."

Naruto bounced on his heels, barely containing his excitement. "Man, I can't wait to show everyone how awesome we are! We've got this in the bag!"

Sakura was about to caution him against overconfidence when a loud buzzer sounded. The gate before them swung open with a metallic groan.

"This is it," Sasuke said, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Stay alert, watch each other's backs. Let's do this."

With a shared nod of understanding, Team 7 launched themselves into the Forest of Death. The dense foliage swallowed them almost immediately, the outside world disappearing behind a curtain of leaves and shadows.

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Team 8 leapt through the dense foliage of the Forest of Death, their movements swift and coordinated. Kiba led the way, his enhanced senses on high alert for any potential threats. Shino followed closely behind, his insects fanning out in all directions to gather intelligence. Hinata brought up the rear, her Byakugan activated to watch their backs.

As they bounded from tree to tree, Kiba's nose twitched. He signaled for the team to slow down, his voice barely above a whisper. "We've got company. A team's been tailing us for the last five minutes."

Shino nodded, his expression unreadable behind his high collar. "My insects have detected them as well. Three chakra signatures, likely genin level."

Hinata focused her Byakugan in the direction Kiba indicated. "I see them. It's another Leaf team, older than us. They're trying to mask their presence, but they're not doing a very good job of it."

Kiba grinned, a feral glint in his eyes. "What do you say we teach these guys a lesson about underestimating us rookies?"

Shino adjusted his glasses. "I believe I have a suitable location in mind. There's a small clearing about 200 meters ahead with dense canopy cover. It would be an ideal place to set a trap."

"Good thinking, Shino-kun," Hinata said. "We can lure them in and see what they're planning."

The team quickly made their way to the clearing Shino had mentioned. Once there, they swiftly set up a series of traps – tripwires, explosive tags hidden beneath leaves, and a few of Shino's special insect traps. They then took up positions in the surrounding trees, suppressing their chakra as much as possible.

It didn't take long for the older Leaf team to arrive. They moved cautiously, clearly thinking they had the element of surprise. Team 8 watched as the three genin – two boys and a girl – conferred in hushed tones.

"They're right ahead," one of the boys whispered. "Looks like they've stopped to rest. Perfect chance to grab their scroll."

The girl nodded. "Remember, we're doing this for their own good. Better us than some foreign team that might kill them."

Kiba had to stifle a snort at that. He caught Shino's eye, and the bug-user gave a slight nod. It was time to spring their trap.

As the older team prepared to launch their ambush, there was a sudden rustling from the canopy above. Before they could react, a swarm of leeches dropped from the trees, latching onto their exposed skin. The genin cried out in surprise and pain, frantically trying to pull the blood-sucking creatures off.

Team 8 dropped from their hiding spots, surrounding the disabled older team. Kiba couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

"Man, you guys are pathetic," he said, shaking his head. "Some big bad seniors you turned out to be."

Shino stepped forward, his voice calm but carrying a note of disapproval. "Attempting to prey on those you perceived as weak from your own village does not embody the Will of Fire. Your actions are... disappointing."

The leader of the older team, still struggling with the leeches, glared up at them. "You don't understand," he growled. "Having rookies with not even a full year under their belts in this exam is an insult to all the hard work we've put in. It would have been better for you to lose to another Konoha team who would just take your scroll than some foreign team that might kill you!"

Kiba scoffed, crossing his arms. "Oh please, spare us the noble act. You were just looking for easy prey, admit it."

The older genin opened his mouth to argue, but Hinata stepped forward, her voice soft but firm. "Regardless of your intentions, your actions were misguided. We are all Konoha shinobi. We should be supporting each other, not attacking our own."

She turned to her teammates. "Kiba-kun, Shino-kun, we should help them. They're injured, and we can't just leave them like this."

Kiba looked like he wanted to object, but after a moment he sighed. "Yeah, you're right. Even if these guys are jerks, they're still our fellow Konoha ninja."

Hinata nodded gratefully and began pulling medical supplies from her pack. As she treated the leech bites and applied soothing ointment, Shino approached the leader of the other team.

"I believe it would be in everyone's best interest if you handed over your scroll now," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

The older genin grumbled but reached into his pouch and produced a Heaven scroll. Shino took it, examining it briefly before turning to his teammates.

"It appears fortune is on our side," he said. "This is the scroll we need."

Kiba's eyes lit up. "Seriously? Awesome! We should make a beeline for the tower right now. The sooner we're out of this creepy forest, the better."

As Hinata finished treating the other team, she bowed slightly. "Please be more careful in the future. And remember, we are all comrades of the Leaf."

The older genin looked chastened, mumbling thanks as Team 8 prepared to depart. Just as they were about to leave, Akamaru, who had been quietly observing until now, let out a series of yips.

Kiba's eyes widened. "What? Are you sure, boy?" He turned to his teammates, his expression serious. "Akamaru says there's a massive chakra signature nearby. He thinks... he thinks it might be even bigger than that Mei lady's."

Hinata gasped. "But that's... that would be Kage-level at least!"

Shino frowned. "We should investigate, but cautiously. Hinata, can you use your Byakugan to get a visual from a safe distance?"

Hinata nodded, activating her bloodline limit. The veins around her eyes bulged as she focused her vision in the direction Akamaru had indicated. What she saw made her blood run cold.

"It's... it's that Sand ninja, Gaara," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "He's fighting a team from Rain. No, not fighting... he's massacring them."

Kiba and Shino tensed, moving closer to hear Hinata's report.

"He's using some kind of sand technique," Hinata continued, her eyes wide with horror. "It's completely enveloped one of the Rain ninja. Gaara is... he's crushing him inside a cocoon of sand. There's so much blood..."

Shino's insects buzzed agitatedly. "We should leave immediately. Head straight for the tower. We have both scrolls, and there's no reason to risk an encounter with someone of that level."

Kiba nodded vigorously. "Yeah, no kidding. I don't care how tough we are, I'm not messing with someone who can do that. Let's get out of here, fast."

Team 8 took off at top speed, pushing themselves to their limits as they raced towards the center of the forest. They moved in silence, each lost in their own thoughts about what they had just witnessed.

As they neared the tower, Hinata spoke up, her voice barely above a whisper. "Do you think... do you think the other teams know what they're up against? Should we warn them?"

Kiba shook his head. "We can't risk going back. Besides, everyone knew this exam would be dangerous. We just have to hope the other Konoha teams are smart enough to stay out of that psycho's way."

Shino nodded in agreement. "Our primary objective now is to reach the tower safely. Once there, we can inform the proctors about what we've seen. They may choose to intervene if they deem it necessary."

The team pushed on, their muscles burning with exertion as they forced themselves to maintain their breakneck pace. The tower loomed ahead, growing larger with each passing moment. They were almost there, almost safe.

As they burst into the clearing surrounding the tower, Team 8 allowed themselves a collective sigh of relief. They had made it, and in record time. They were likely among the first teams to complete this phase of the exam.

Kiba grinned, some of his usual bravado returning now that they were out of immediate danger. "Ha! Bet those older teams aren't feeling so superior now. We rookies just smoked this part of the exam!"

Hinata managed a small smile, though her eyes still held a hint of worry. "We did well, but we shouldn't get overconfident. There are still more challenges ahead."

Shino nodded. "Indeed. And we must not forget what we witnessed. That Sand ninja, Gaara... he will likely be a formidable opponent in the later stages of the exam."

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Orochimaru's golden eyes glinted with amusement as he observed Team 7 from the shadows. The three genin moved with a surprising level of coordination and efficiency as they dealt with an Ame nin who had foolishly attempted to ambush them. The Sannin's lips curled into a smirk as he watched Sasuke effortlessly dodge a volley of shuriken, while Naruto's shadow clones overwhelmed their attacker.

Sakura, her long pink ears twitching at every sound, called out warnings to her teammates. "Two more coming from the left!" Her enhanced senses were proving to be quite useful in this environment.

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Sasuke's hands flew through a series of hand signs. "Fire Style: Phoenix Flower Jutsu!" A barrage of small fireballs forced the incoming Ame nin to retreat.

Naruto grinned, cracking his knuckles. "Nice one, Sasuke! Let's wrap this up quick."

The original Ame nin, now surrounded by Naruto's clones, raised his hands in surrender. "Wait! I-I don't have the scroll you need!"

Sakura approached cautiously, her nose twitching as she sniffed the air. "He's telling the truth. I don't smell any scrolls on him besides their own."

Sasuke nodded, his Sharingan active as he scanned their surroundings. "What should we do with him?"

Naruto noticed the coils of rope hanging from the Ame nin's belt. "Looks like he was planning to capture someone. Not cool, man."

"Let's just knock him out," Sakura suggested. "He didn't come at us with anything lethal, so we shouldn't escalate unnecessarily."

Sasuke grunted in agreement, moving swiftly to deliver a precise blow to the back of the nin's neck. The Ame shinobi crumpled to the ground, unconscious.

Orochimaru watched with growing interest as Team 7 efficiently secured their opponent and prepared to move on. Their teamwork was impressive for genin, and they had shown a level of mercy that was uncommon in these exams. It made him wonder how they would react when truly pushed to their limits.

The Sannin debated with himself on the best way to "test" the team. A full-on assault would be too much, too soon. He wanted to savor this encounter, to truly gauge their potential. Perhaps a series of escalating challenges? Or should he focus on isolating Sasuke, his primary target?

After a moment's consideration, Orochimaru decided to start with something relatively simple. He formed a hand sign, gathering his chakra. "Wind Style: Great Breakthrough!"

A powerful gust of wind tore through the forest, aiming to scatter the unsuspecting genin. To Orochimaru's pleasant surprise, all three managed to maintain their footing, chakra visibly glowing at their feet as they clung to the tree branches.

"Impressive reaction time," Orochimaru murmured to himself. It seemed Kakashi had been diligent in their training after all.

Deciding it was time to make his presence known, Orochimaru emerged from his hiding spot, still disguised as a Kusa nin. He noticed the way Team 7's eyes widened in recognition – they had spotted him earlier but hadn't been sure of his intentions.

Sakura's ears twitched nervously. "I can't hear anyone else nearby. Is he alone?"

Naruto's eyes narrowed as he took in the stranger's appearance. "Hey, check it out. He's got an Earth scroll, and he's not even trying to hide it. It's like he's asking to be attacked."

Sasuke smirked, though his posture remained tense. "Confident or foolish?"

Orochimaru couldn't help but chuckle at their banter. These children were far more perceptive than he had anticipated. It was time to see how they handled real pressure. Focusing his chakra, he unleashed the full weight of his killing intent upon the young ninja.

To his approval and mild surprise, Team 7 didn't freeze in terror as most genin would. Instead, they immediately fell into a defensive formation, kunai drawn and eyes alert.

"Confident," Naruto muttered, his voice tight. "Definitely confident."

Deciding to up the ante, Orochimaru bit his thumb, preparing to summon one of his serpents. However, before he could complete the jutsu, Sakura's eyes widened in recognition.

"That tattoo!" she exclaimed. "It's a summoning tattoo, like mine!"

As the massive snake appeared in a cloud of smoke, Sasuke's Sharingan spun wildly. "A snake summon? But that would mean... this person must be connected to Orochimaru. He's the only one besides Anko who has that contract."

Naruto's brow furrowed in confusion. "Wait, you think this is actually Orochimaru? But Pervy Sage said he was like, super pale and creepy-looking. And that he had a weird thing for snakes. And that he–"

Annoyed by the unflattering description, Orochimaru cut him off. "My, my. It seems Jiraiya's tongue is as loose as ever." He reached up, grasping the edge of his false face. "I must commend you on your deductive skills. You reasoned out my identity far quicker than I expected."

With a flourish, he tore away the disguise, revealing his true visage. Pale skin, serpentine eyes, and a predatory grin greeted the stunned genin.

Naruto, seemingly oblivious to the danger they were in, squinted at Orochimaru's face. "Hey, uh, quick question. You're not, by any chance, my dad, are you?"

Orochimaru blinked, genuinely taken aback by the question. "Excuse me?"

"It's just, there's a lot of money riding on this bet about who my parents are," Naruto explained, scratching the back of his head. "So if you could confirm it, that'd be a big help."

The Sannin's eye twitched in irritation. "I can assure you, I wouldn't have touched Kushina with a ten-foot pole."

Naruto's eyes widened. "Kushina? Is that... is that my mom's name?"

Realizing he had inadvertently revealed information, Orochimaru scowled. This encounter was not going at all how he had planned. "You three seem to be taking this rather well," he observed, trying to regain control of the situation.

Sasuke shrugged, though his stance remained ready for combat. "Jiraiya's given us some pointers about you in the past."

"Yeah!" Naruto chimed in. "We once asked him to go all out on us, just to see how long we could last. We were all down in less than five seconds."

Orochimaru scoffed. "Jiraiya must be getting old and soft."

Sakura, who had been quietly observing the exchange, finally spoke up. "So, what we've gathered is that we can't possibly beat a Sannin who really wants us dead. Which begs the question – what do you want with us that was important enough to sneak into the Chunin Exams?"

A low chuckle escaped Orochimaru's lips. "Fufufu... what entertaining prey you've turned out to be." His laughter sent a chill down the genins' spines, causing them to tighten their defensive formation. "Perhaps I'll give you some hints... if you manage to impress me."

With a flick of his wrist, Orochimaru commanded his summoned snake to attack. The massive serpent lunged forward, its jaws wide and fangs gleaming.

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As Naruto summoned a wave of clones to attack the giant snake, he couldn't help but think it would have been nice to have a slightly more gentle introduction to ninja combat. Make no doubts about it, he loved being a ninja and the excitement that came with it. However, his first real mission having to fight against waves of chunin opponents for hours while keeping track of Jonin fighting a Kage-to-be had set a rather high bar. Now here he was, facing off against another Kage level opponent. Would it have been too much to give him some actual genin to fight? You know, some opponents in his own supposed weight class?

The snake was fast. Lightning quick strikes lashed out, its massive body coiling and uncoiling with terrifying speed. Sasuke's sharingan and Sakura's enhancements let them dodge by hair's breadths, their movements fluid and precise. Naruto, well... he would just have to get through by being tough.

A violent impact sent him crashing through a tree branch as big around as his waist. Pain blossomed across his back, but he gritted his teeth and pushed himself up. His clones weren't faring much better, popping out of existence left and right as the serpent's strikes found their marks.

The kunai and shuriken they were peppering the thing with wasn't doing much more than annoying it. Tiny scratches appeared on its scales, but nothing that seemed to slow it down. Sasuke had tried to hit it with a Katon Jutsu, but the creature was too fast and dodged with surprising agility for its size.

Naruto's mind raced. They needed a new strategy, and fast. Then he remembered – Jiraiya had taught him a technique. He hadn't quite gotten it down completely yet, but desperate times called for desperate measures. It would be their best bet.

He waited, muscles tense, for the snake to lunge again. As its massive jaws opened wide, Naruto saw his chance. Chakra surged through his body as he launched his technique.

"Gamayudan!"

The toad oil bullet's sticky mass shot from Naruto's mouth, hitting the snake dead center. Unfortunately, the creature's momentum was still enough to send Naruto flying into yet another tree. His back protested loudly, but he couldn't help but grin. That impact had actually been a good thing.

The sticky substance had done its job, slowing the snake down considerably. Its movements became sluggish, its coils struggling against the viscous oil coating its scales. It was enough – just enough – for Sasuke's next Katon strike to connect fully.

Fire met oil, and the result was spectacular. Flames engulfed the massive serpent, turning it into a writhing inferno. The smell of charred scales filled the air as the summon thrashed in agony before disappearing in a massive puff of smoke.

Naruto landed back beside his team, chest heaving from exertion. They turned as one to face Orochimaru, tensed for his reaction. To their surprise, rather than being angered at the death of his summon, the Sannin looked incredibly pleased.

"Impressive teamwork," Orochimaru purred, his golden eyes gleaming with interest. "You've certainly exceeded my initial expectations."

Naruto's eyes darted to his teammates. Sasuke's sharingan was still active, spinning lazily as he watched their opponent's every move. Sakura's ears were twitching, likely trying to pick up any sound that might give away Orochimaru's next move.

"Sakura," Naruto whispered, leaning in close. "Can you summon some bunnies to help us out?"

Sakura shook her head, frustration evident in her voice. "I can't. They're in the middle of migrating to their new warren. There is no one to summon from the old location and the new one isn't set up yet.

Naruto bit back a curse. So much for that idea.

Orochimaru's chuckle drew their attention back to him. "Now, now. There's no need to whisper amongst yourselves. I'm more than happy to continue our little... discussion."

"Discussion?" Sasuke's voice was cold. "Is that what you call attacking us with giant snakes?"

The Sannin's grin widened. "Merely a test, my dear boy. One that you've passed with flying colors, I might add."

Sakura's eyes narrowed. "You still haven't answered my question. What do you want with us?"

"Straight to the point, aren't we?" Orochimaru mused. "Very well. I suppose you've earned a few answers. Tell me, Sasuke-kun, how badly do you want to avenge your clan?"

Sasuke tensed, his fists clenching at his sides. "What do you know about that?"

"Oh, I know a great deal," Orochimaru replied, his voice silky smooth. "I know about the massacre. About Itachi. About the secrets Konoha has kept hidden from you."

Naruto glanced at his teammate, worry etched across his face. Sasuke's expression had gone dangerously blank, but his eyes... his eyes burned with an intensity that sent a chill down Naruto's spine.

"Sasuke," Sakura murmured, reaching out to touch his arm. "Don't listen to him. He's trying to manipulate you."

Orochimaru's attention shifted to the pink-haired kunoichi. "Ah, Sakura-chan. You're quite the fascinating specimen yourself. Tell me, how are you enjoying your... enhancements?"

Sakura's ears flattened against her head, her tail bristling. "That's none of your business!"

"On the contrary," Orochimaru countered. "I find it very much my business. The work done on you is... intriguing. Crude in some aspects, but with such potential. I could help you unlock so much more."

"Like hell you will!" Naruto shouted, stepping protectively in front of his teammates. "We're not interested in anything you have to offer, you creepy snake bastard!"

Orochimaru's eyes narrowed, a flicker of annoyance crossing his features. "Such a waste. You have no idea of the power I could grant you. Sasuke-kun, I could give you the strength to surpass Itachi. Sakura-chan, I could perfect your transformation, push it beyond anything you've imagined. And you, Naruto-kun..."

He paused, his gaze lingering on the blonde ninja. "Well, I'm sure we could find some use for all that stamina of yours."

Naruto felt a shudder run through him at the way Orochimaru said those words. There was something deeply unsettling about the hunger in the Sannin's eyes.

"We're not interested," Sasuke growled, though Naruto could hear the slight waver in his voice. "Whatever you're offering, whatever you think you know – we don't want it."

Orochimaru sighed dramatically. "Such a pity. I had hoped you'd be more... receptive. But I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Konoha has always been so short-sighted when it comes to pursuing true power."

His hands began to form seals at a blinding speed. Naruto tensed, ready to create more shadow clones, but Sasuke's hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"Wait," Sasuke hissed. "We can't beat him in a straight fight. We need to retreat."

Naruto wanted to argue, but the look in Sasuke's eyes told him this wasn't the time. He nodded, glancing at Sakura, who had already pulled out a smoke bomb.

"My, my," Orochimaru drawled. "Planning your escape already? I'm afraid I can't allow that. You see, I've put far too much effort into this little meeting to let you slip away so easily."

The forest around them seemed to come alive. Tree branches twisted and writhed, reaching out like grasping fingers. The ground beneath their feet began to bubble and churn, threatening to swallow them whole.

"Shit!" Naruto cursed, leaping back as a tendril of earth tried to wrap around his ankle. "This guy's on a whole other level!"

Sakura threw her smoke bomb, filling the area with thick, choking smoke. It wouldn't stop Orochimaru for long, but it might buy them a few precious seconds.

"This way!" Sasuke called, his Sharingan allowing him to navigate through the chaos. Naruto and Sakura followed close behind, dodging and weaving through the animated landscape.

They burst through the smoke screen, putting on a burst of speed as they raced through the trees. Naruto's heart pounded in his chest, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He could hear Orochimaru's laughter echoing behind them, seeming to come from everywhere at once.

"You can run, little ones," the Sannin's voice taunted. "But you can't hide. Not from me."

A massive snake erupted from the ground in front of them, its jaws wide and dripping with venom. Sasuke reacted instantly, his hands flashing through seals.

"Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!"

The fireball engulfed the serpent, but instead of burning away, it simply... melted. The flames revealed it to be nothing more than another of Orochimaru's earth techniques.

"He's toying with us," Sakura panted as they changed direction, veering sharply to the left. "We need to find some way to lose him!"

Naruto's mind raced. They couldn't keep this up forever. Sooner or later, Orochimaru would corner them, and then... He shook his head. No, he couldn't think like that. There had to be a way out of this.

"I've got an idea," he said, his voice low. "But you guys are gonna have to trust me."

Sasuke and Sakura exchanged a quick glance before nodding. "What's the plan?" Sasuke asked.

"We split up," Naruto replied. "I'll use my shadow clones to create decoys. We each head in a different direction. Meet up at the tower in the center of the forest."

"That's insane," Sakura hissed. "He'll pick us off one by one!"

"Not if we're smart about it," Naruto argued. "Look, he wants all of us, right? If we split up, he'll have to choose who to go after. It'll buy the others time to get away and maybe find help."

Sasuke frowned, clearly not liking the idea of separating. But after a moment, he nodded. "It's risky, but it might be our best shot. Sakura?"

The pink-haired kunoichi bit her lip, her ears twitching nervously. Finally, she sighed. "Alright. But be careful, both of you."

Naruto grinned, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Hey, it's me. I'm always careful."

"That's what worries me," Sakura muttered.

They paused on a large branch, catching their breath for a moment. Naruto formed his signature hand seal, and suddenly the forest was filled with orange-clad ninja. Some transformed into copies of Sasuke and Sakura as well.

"Alright," Naruto said, his expression uncharacteristically serious. "On my mark, we scatter. Don't look back, don't stop for anything. Get to the tower as fast as you can."

Sasuke and Sakura nodded, tension evident in every line of their bodies.

"Ready?" Naruto asked, his heart pounding in his ears. "Three... two... one... NOW!"

They exploded into motion, each racing off in a different direction. Naruto's clones did the same, creating a chaotic web of movement that would hopefully confuse even Orochimaru's senses.

As he raced through the trees, Naruto couldn't help but think back to his earlier musings. A nice, simple genin exam – was that really too much to ask for? But no, here he was, running for his life from one of the most dangerous ninja in the world.

He pushed himself harder, branches whipping past his face as he moved at speeds he didn't even know he was capable of. All he could do now was run, and hope that his teammates were doing the same.

Somewhere behind him, Orochimaru's laughter echoed through the Forest of Death. The hunt was on.