Curse Mark Please.

Number 8 would walk onto the changing terrain and hope that the new Tsukikage of the Fallen Angles would show up on request.

"...if I want to get stronger...than I need the approval of the Tsukikage..."

Damian appears in the Living Terrain, appearing a few feet away from Number 8. "I do not have time for insolence so what do you want, and make it quick." Damian snarls.

Eight would feel foolish.

"...umm...sorry for using your time sir, but I came for a curse mark...I heard there formed through the most powerful kind of evil..."

"Yes, I know that. Here's my question; Why the hell should I give something like you a curse mark?" Damian snarls, seriousness in his voice.

Eight would look at his hands that had spaces in them for the joints and realize something.

"...because...you and I...are alike in a way...were both very very strong, you rule the entire realm of hell...and I...I hold the original ruler of hell...Shadow Uchiha..."

As he said this, 8 realized that this might actually anger him so 8 looked at the Tsukikage's feet.

Damian growls under his breath, he knew he could smell the stench of that disgraceful Uchiha. "And you think your strength and mine are compatible? Your puppetry is actually kinda useless against the right person, so how are we similar?" Damian hisses, Damian holds his hand out and Amaterasu flames construct a sword in his hand. He pointed the blade of the Sabre of the Serpent at 8's chest. "I'll ask one last time, why should you be given a curse mark, genin?" Damian growls.

Number 8 took the risk.

"...because I can give you the fight of your life agains the one you hate the most...Shadow..."

As 8 said this he took a step or two back and took out both of his scrolls and summoned 6 and Shadow Uchiha to both of his sides..

"...ill try my hardest to give you a challenge..."

Two Amaterasu flames would appear beside Damian, forming clones of himself. "Even if that was true, I want to kill Shadow in a one-on-one without you bein' involved." Damian snarls, the clones dart forward and throw kicks at 6 and Shadow.

((Holy shit...))

Eight would be shocked to see how fast the clones were created and how fast they moved. He tried his best to block the attack with the shadow puppet because it was stronger and dodge the attack with 6 because it wasn't as strong. The Shadow puppet would lift his arm and have the kick land on it and would kinda 'rebound' the clone back into the air. 6 unfortunately moved to the left and the strings that was connecting him to 8 were severed because you know...the clone is freakin Amaterasu...so 6 was sitting there immobilized for now. All of this happened before 8 could even move his own body, which shocked him. A second later 8 dashed to the left while holding his left hand out to reatach the strings to 6 pulling shadow along too.

"...wow...I think I underestimated your power to mine...you really are stronger than Shadow..!"

Finally connected to 6, Eight moved his hands so shadow and six were right next to eachother. Instantly Shadow held both of his arms out, palms facing the Amaterasu clones. And 8 cried out for Shadow, "...Decapitating Airwaves..."

As he said this, compressed air that could slice through stone launched from the Shadow puppet's palms. About to hit both of the clones and destroy them, 6 simultaneously launched a hundred poison dipped senbon through its left arm at the real Damian to see what he would do to stop them because 8 was actually curious about how powerful Damian really was.

Damian would hold his hand out, Amaterasu would destroy the senbons. The Amaterasu clones would fuse and fly into the air, coming down on the wires connecting 8 to his puppets. "I already knew that." Damian would growl as Amaterasu would form three feet behind 8, four man-sized Darklings would sprout from the black flames. They charge toward 8, faster than anybody could react to them.

Instantly turning around, 8 was hit forward and was rolling on the ground about ten feet away. Instntly getting back up like a robot, Eight holds his hands outward tward Damian. Both of the puppets moving to his front, 8 would smile, moving his left hand to the left and his right to the right. Eight moved both puppets tward damian at an incredible speed. 6's right hand was replaced with three 9inch blades that were poison dipped and Shadow was holding his left palm twards damian aming to absorb some chakra.

Damian smiles, he teleports four feet behind the puppet. He forms the Sabre of the Serpent and slices through the puppet strings, Damian holds out his left hand. It crackles with black lightning, he aims his hand toward 8. "Black Chidori Storm!" Damian roars as seven bolts of black lightning race toward 8, then the bolts go into the shadows as Damian charges toward 8 with the Sabre.