The creator: Six Paths.

Whenever you're ready.

God Realm: -His form was much different then his opponents. Although his figure was slim, the uppermost area of his stomach, in addition to the lower area of his body was cloaked in a black cloak, a cloud, assuming a red pattenered ran through a particular side of the cloak more then once along his cloak, which would be a simple description of his akatsuki uniform. His eyes were a silvery color, a thin layer of white made up for the perimeter of his optics, the pupil was enveloped by 3 seperate lines which encompassed his pupil. His hair a dark shade of blonde, it was spiked, each strand spiked in a different direction, yet the mass which made up his hair wouldn't be incredibly messy just enough to allow it to give it a shape. Six piercings, accompanied his nose. He stood on the complex, jutting out of the enormous building, completely opposite his opponent. He took casual steps until having reached the very end of the ledge. "You. The creator of the rinnengan. Stand aside. I have no business with you." -His form spun lightly, a gentle breeze flowing throughout his cloak, shifting it lightly throught the wind, as he simply turned his back to his opponent.

The rain-fall that fell over the grounds began to suction in his direction. in the process, a few seals were made. "Mizu Bunshin No Jutsu.." three-bunshin were made from the water. each that were identical in feature to the original, their rinnegan were focusing down torward the other. the mizu-bunshin that were made, began to form their own seals. the chakra in their system, began to channel down into the tenketsu around their feet. a miniscule consumption of organic chakra made feature around their tenketsu. "Pain. I suppose you know the reason your alive, at this very moment. The rinnegan. the eye's I've blessed you with, if you look back you would be laying before Jiraiya's feet. if I did not exist, you would not either. I take it you do not know the difference between us, well the fact will remain. Your a mortal, and I'm a god."

A gentle sigh lightly shook his body. "Fools will be fools." -Although his back may have been to his opponent, he realizing his environment realized what his opponent would use merely due to how closely intune their personalities were. "Mizu Bunshin no jutsu" three clones made up of the very water which poured down upon them were created in unison to his opponent's own.
"You say I am not worthy of the Rinnengan. And I say you are not worthy to have been its creator. You lack the neccessary will to do what is destined and you will fail." Likewise, as he turned toward his opponent, he utilized his own tenketsu technique. "Now. Let us see who the true master of the rinnengan is."

First-Mizu-Bunshin: "I see. Your too stubborn to possesse such eyes." The mizu-rokudou. faded, only to appear on the structure torward the left of the bodies. He knew the bodies weakness. it was not difficult for them to learn from their enemy. This bunshin waited, staring down torward his foe. He would be the bunshin that would gather information before they went for the kill.

Well Ill sit back and watch

First-Mizu-Bushin "My priority is offense. The firsts form dissapates, following the scouting mizu bushin his opponent created to the upper ledge. "You won't get away that easily. It burst into a light controlled dash, attempting to confront it utilizing taijutsu techniques, however, at the same time it performed hand signs in quick succession lest a hasty retreat be necessary.
Second-Mizu-Bushin "Similar to my opponent's clone, my job is to scout out the battle, wait for an opening." Its form, much like the first Mizu Bunshin dissapated, repearing upon a ledge above the original and the third Mizu-Bushin its form stood on the very edge of the ledge, ever prepared for an attack.
Third-Mizu-Bushin "Defense is my priority" As the single statement uttered from its mouth occured, it stepped to the side of the original form of Pain, a singular hint of silver shone momentarily, whilst hidden within its respective sleeve, it slid, into the open palm of the Mizu Bunshin, the index, in addition to the thumb and middle finger coiled about the mid-section of the kunai, brandishing it as a melee weapon
Pain: "Your ideas are as old as you are old man. We shall see who the true master of the rinnengan is."

First-Mizu-Bunshin:The paticular pattern of his eye's were shown through the rain-fall. their odd, conectrical focus fell narrow from the three-bunshin. His hands fell back, it was the same tatic as his fellow bunshin. only a different weapon, three shuriken fell from his sleeve torward the opposit mizu-bunshin. who in term made his way torward rokudou's own clone. and in succcession a few seals were made in preparation.