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PostSubject: Hol Up! Max Training!    2nd May 2014, 10:01 pm

Kubawatari Awakening=2500
2 S-Ranks= 2000
2 A-Ranks=1600
2 B-Ranks=800
20 C-Ranks=4000
Blade Awakening & Genin Limit minus 19 D-Ranks =11,000
Zero Field Range Wided To 130ft=4149
Chakra added to Seal of Hidden Knowledge= 5 SSS, 4 SS, 4 S, 5 A, 6 B, 7 C, 11 D. =7100
Total Word's=22249
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Ace woke up this morning with a clear vision of what is has to do. Upon reaching his maximum and then being promoted to the rank of genin he thought it was time for him to advance his mastered genin form. He would make his way to his new training ground. After arriving he would warm up by stretching and throwing a few practice kicks. He would then tie a rope around himself and onto four different trees and attempt to run with them. At first nothing was happening but he would continue to push himself harder and harder until finally he reaches his point of fatigue all the while storing chaka into his seal. He wanted to get himself a little tired before opening the first halo, the first of the army to come, located in the brain. This halos removes the limits placed on the users techniques by their diversity in use.

This causes them to go from using one halo of their styles to one hundred if trained right. Unlocking this halo allows the use of higher techniques (Front Blast). User Gains a high percent increase to strength and speed. Upon activating his first halo its strength exploded to a new level allowing him to completely tear the four trees out of their roots and run with them. At this point Ace has acknowledged his immense knowledge strength with the first halo and decides to take it much further. He would go into his new techniques, by activating his almighty aura and trademark eyes. The almighty aura is a technique that is the primary stage of Ace’s exclusive fighting style. Upon extensive training and the discovery of his bloodline capability, Ace has learned to perform some dynamics with his own chakra. One of these dynamics is his ability to put his chakra on the rise and have it sit above the surface of his skin like a thin skin tight coat. This coat has basic principles for chakra enhancement such as a 3 second increase in speed and reflexes, allowing the user to match the speed of anyone at most one rank higher than them, even if the person’s speed is enhanced by jutsu. This technique will match the speed of the current fastest person in the room, regardless if that person changes over time, but the fastest person can only be at most one rank higher than the user for this to work. This technique will not cause the user to be faster than that person unless another technique/ability is used to enhance the user’s capabilities. This serves as an equalizer so that the playing field can remain fair at all times. This technique also helps to inflict and endure damage up to one rank higher than the user (if they are simply punching or kicking and not using Taijutsu based technique) or Jutsu (regardless of specialty). This coat’s main purpose is to put Ace’s chakra on edge for his Water God Technique. He would use the increase in power to pull the trees and swing them around the field. Afterwards he would tie himself to bigger trees and more trees. He would strap his limbs against six monsters and attempt to pull through. Ace began to roar louder and louder as he pull through attempting to rip the trees out from their roots. He would then utilize the power of the seal, the start of healing. The second of the sensor, located in the brain. This is luke a gate forcibly increases the user’s chakra, as well as temporarily revitalizing the body. This mitigates the effects of the first flow to allow the user to fight for longer. Ace now had seventy-five percent more strength than usual, and it was then that he began to make the trees budge. They were slowly beginning to come towards him as he continued screaming, knowing that he needed to break through these monstrous trees. He would pull and pull but after a while he begins to grow more and more tiresome.

He would not give up, he continued to pull and pull and when that didn’t work he attempted to yank the trees out. Using the power of the auras, and the second flow of things, along with his trademark eyes. He would try harder and harder until finally the trees were torn right out of its roots. Ace would release himself attempting to catch his breath. Zeta would rest for a while before reentering his second technique line again. He would resume training, first by sprinting. He would attempt to self train by using his Ace’s Imaginary Friends technique. This technique is can only be used if the Almighty Aura is activated. This technique will create water brawlers much like the Wind Brawlers SG12.0 technique. This technique can be done on a target even if they are in mid air. This technique will combine both water and blood, to use dirt and wind to form shadow shaped humanoids that perform a powerful series of attacks. The difference between these and the original water brawlers is that these can’t move passed the spot that they were spawned. They also only last one post, but deliver taijutsu strikes equal to the user’s max effort, which for most C ranks isn’t much. This technique creates four of these figures, which will attack from all sides. This technique is easily beaten by earth or lightning techniques one rank above. Do to the fact that these figures will be stuck in the same spot that they are spawned in, they can be easily avoided by moving out the way; what usually gets people is the speed of these figures. Since they barely compose of anything, they are near weightless and move at twice the speed of the user, and they appear in front, back, and at each side of the target, attacking at the moment that they are spawned. As mentioned before if someone moves out the way these figures won’t be able to do virtually anything to them. If the target gets hit by one it would leave way to the other, and if hit by all four it would leave the target disoriented. This technique has a three post cool down. This technique can't be successful if the user does not know the whereabouts of their target. Ace would fight them off, they were twice his speed which required him to utilize more of his strength, and he would fight hard and valiantly until finally he would open the flash style. He would become fast enough to take out his own creations. He would smile and create a water brawler. This technique requires the user to have Almighty Aura activated. If the aura is activated the user could use some chakra from his/her coat to create water shadow.

Water shadows are shaped just like the user and fight the same way. They are one rank lower than the user and can fight in place of the user, along with the user, or just take a hit for the user. A common way that this is used is Ace takes a kick to the stomach but the opponent’s foot gets caught and Ace simply walks back and almost like walking out of his skin, a blue figure is holding the opponent’s foot, while Ace prepares an attack with his aura still on but dim. This move doesn’t mean that Ace’s Aura can’t be regenerated. These figures only last two posts, and are very effective. Ace in his third style fights off the water brawler successfully, even creating more imaginary friends to fight off. He would fight them furiously attempting all that he could to defeat them. He would activate his new fighting spirit technique which entails that upon activation of both this technique and the aura technique, movements that constitute as strikes such as kicking, punching, head butting, and even blocking will cause bursts of fighting spirit will emerge, almost an half a second before his actual attack is even completed. Because of this, it is nearly impossible to predict this form of attack coming even with the ability of the mishura clan. What really happens is such, the user’s chakra coat makes it that those movements mentioned before to act like a trigger to a blast of powerful waters that range up to 6ft in radius from the user’s body. Upon getting hit with these bone breaking high pressured waters, the opponent will feel as if they were hit with a jutsu of equal rank to the user, and then water chakra will circulate around the area that was hit, causing that target to become trapped/immobile for up to five posts. Since this technique happens before the attack, it also serves as a hold so that the intended attack would hit. In essence this technique causes the target to get hit twice in the same area. Once the second attack hit the water around the target will burst and cause it to be blown back with great force up to 12 ft away. If this technique is in use it will serve as a six foot extention to the range of taijutsu based jutsu and if the target gets hit with a Taijutsu based technique (jutsu) then the target will be dealt damage up to one rank higher than the Taijutsu used, and after being hit with the Jutsu the target will be blown back 12 ft. This technique can be beaten but not easily.

One of the most obvious ways is to cause the user to hit a lightning element jutsu, this will cause the user to electrocute his/herself. With chakra sensing eyes such as the Kyougan this attack looks giant water fists coming off of the user’s body every time they strike to anyone else its nearly invisible. Because the primary strike is chakra based, even the Jiko's clan’s infamous phasing technique cannot prevent it, since phasing is meant for solid object and not chakra based attacks. He would throw a series of powerful strikes which would send a barrage of water strikes crashing into the figures. The figures would keep coming but Ace would continuously fight them off, imagining them as actual competitors and aiming at their vital organs hitting them with their full strength.

His muscles were bulging and he was growing tired, he had successfully beaten his imaginary friends and now he was getting in position to do his final strike. He would go for the Mokubo style technique, the technique requires only one hit to be successful. This technique is a combination of an toten strike to the left then right kidneys of the opponent and then a follow up move, known as a forward spin side kick to the opponent’s chin to send him/her into the air. What makes this technique deadly is the application of the genjutsu technique, which would not only increase its range, but would make it S rank in strength even though it cost A rank chakra. The implications of the Mokubo technique also changes how this move is executed. If the first hit to the left kidney is not dodged properly the genjutsu will cause a powerful blow to be delivered and hold the opponent into place for the right kidney shot, which will automatically be successful unless the opponent had planned ahead of time. Like a domino effect a successful hit from the right kidney by the genjutsu of the technique will cause the opponent to be held in place for another five seconds while the final blow to the chin will cause a water serpent(dragon) made of water chakra that visible to the naked eye to swallow the opponent whole, causing the opponent to be casketed(held in place) within the dragon as the second contact which would be the foot of the user, will result in the genjutsu infamous burst of water which sends the opponent flying. But in this technique the opponent doesn’t go flying; the dragon simply takes off to great heights of 20ft in the air and with great force, drills the opponent into the ground causing an explosion of water which forms a crater. So the opponent only gets hit in the kidney’s once on each side once instead of the regular two times caused by the genjutsu technique, and then gets hit in the chin once, and then the dragon does its thing. This technique is known as the Mokubo Tyranny because it is known to be one of the most unpredictable moves in Ace’s arsenal. Ace would send him flying through the trees and in a second they will disappear. Ace was tired but today was successful, since he had now learned a technique similar to the Mokubo style. He will know how to execute such a feat. He would call it a day and head home knowing that he had completed his chakra and new Mokubo training.

Ace awakened in his kohai apartment looking at the ceiling thinking of what he would do today, with all that was going on some training would help out the most. He figured he start out with the hardest thing a he came up with the choice of Kabutowari Awakening said to be a stronger version of Kabutowari that he had inherited from the shogun, it skipped a generation as the previous owner was unable to unlock it or utilize him right. He got up and cooked him a good sized breakfast, showered and headed out to the training grounds to get his morning started. Pulling out a scroll Ace weaved a few handseals and the scroll opened up when a dark bolt of light releasing Kabutowari from the scroll and headed straight for Ace’s head, of course he grabbed it before it hit and when it did his eyes gained an extra shade of black to add like more definition. He smiled as that was the knowledge he needed to gain in order to know how to unlock the power that was now dormant inside of his sword. As with other times Ace took to meditating as he would always find answers in doing so, he sat putting his blade inside his lap and search deep within himself. A few hours past and still nothing he subconsciously walk around his body looking for something he knew what it was but he still couldn’t find it so he continued to search, he felt it, something that had the same chakra as that bolt that Kabutowari hit him when releasing the seal off of the scroll. The inside of Ace subconscious was like a water oasis terrain with ferocious animals all around, he had fought with most of the beast there so he knew it would look totally different, when he talked to the beaten animals for information they would cower in fear saying that they feared the beast more than Ace, he smirked and went into a cave where the now dead beast told him to go. Once there he screamed to the top of his lungs “The Awakened Is Here to Claim Your Head Your Prize! No one in this jungle is mightier than me!” The words echoed throughout the whole cave and eventually made it way back letting Ace knew that where he was standing was the only way out, he started to walk in as he noticed something entering his zero field which made him jump back 20 ft. Getting a good look at it Ace seen twenty black soldiers running out of the cave, then a monstrous roar followed them, it wouldn’t be long before the monster that let out the roar would come from the cave and show its identity.

To everyone who was looking at him in the  kohai training grounds he was just still, Calm as an undisturbed pond with black electricity flickering all over his body but Ace wouldn’t feel it as he was deep in concentration, nothing would break him out of it right now it is just getting good, if he defeated the noble creature he would probably unlock the power of Kabutowari deep inside of him.

The footsteps shook the ground as it took every step, was this thing really that big, maybe to much for Ace and Kabutowari to fully handle at his current state. When the sun finally shinned down on the cave the thing had finally came out and it was… Ace? Confused the real Ace walked closer to make sure he wasn’t going through a crazy phase, he was right he wasn’t crazy this Ace was way more deadly than he was which gave him such raw power that most would hope to attain. Approaching Ace grinned and spoke to the imposter, “You sure got the looks but your missing something” the imposter started to laugh but this wasn’t ordinary it was foul and uncalled for, “Oh really and what am I missing, after I kill you I will have it all!” Ace had no more words after anyone threated his life even his own father he swore to kill them without hesitation, he gave no reply back just a volley of shuriken but they didn’t work as the imposter knew that it wouldn’t pierce through his black chakra armor so he took to movement. His unorthodox way of fight was to catch the chaser, with the slam of Mokubo in the ground it started to shake releasing the totems,  his hands attached to the hilt as they came straight from the ground. The imposter was going straight for the kill, he knew he was faster than Ace but he couldn’t use brute force against as it wouldn’t work, he would just reverse it on him so he did long range attacks. Black lightning bolts hit the ground headed straight for Ace in attempts to kill him and end this battle fast but he knew it wouldn’t be that easy the only reason he could hit close to Ace is because he asked about the imposters power and how to harness it for himself, only one response was given to Ace “Kill me and its all yours, its always been yours, you just never knew how to find me until now.” Catching word of this Ace smiled, that’s the easy part only thing is finding the weak point. The ground started to shake under Ace as a lightning dragon tried to devour him with one swoop, barely dodging using zero field Ace was hit in the leg causing it to go numb slowing him down for a while to vaccum release speeds, it wouldn’t be long before the imposter caught up to him. It had been a while and the imposter was sitting atop the black lightning dragon, seems like he is charging some technique up to finish Ace once and for all, the battle had been going on too long anyway and Ace was waiting for that right moment to strike. Hiding in the trees Ace stop to catch his breath, he also set a couple of traps to slow down the imposter but he still was atop the dragon about 35 feet in the air not flying around but steady in one place, he had to make it move somehow. Aced sent a barrage of kunai with the gift of power tagss attached towards its head, it was quick enough to dodge the simple attack but he didn’t anticipate Ace using the honed shot to control them and he was actually aiming for the imposter. An S-Rank explosion cause the dragon to dissipate and the imposter was free falling seems like he was unconscious, in an instant he put his hands in an "X" like position falling into the ground be he amplified his chakra greatly which would cause a massive earthquake clearing out the whole area. Being blown back Ace kept his awakened Kabutowari up as a gaurd, “Too Slow” was said as a devastating punch was sent his way, he blocked but it was unsuccessful and the imposter seemed to shatter some bones in his right arm, luckily Ace didn’t need it anymore as the fight was over. He was now standing in the middle of the totems as they activated and a dome of totems was made surrounded the imposter wrapping him in five totems, their symbols glowed brightly black instead of normal blue for some reason, Ace knew he couldn’t be hurt on the outside just in here so the imposter was just giving off the black lightning to the totems to wield. “Since your are now in a genjutsu, I guess I will speak now, obtaining this power though killing you is no doubt the best feeling this place has to offer and I think its just about time for it to come down” precise as always Ace reached his hands out and in fell his sword Mokubo, he walked up to the imposter while he was still locked in a genjutsu and stuck the battle axe through his head, his body slowly came inside the awakened Kabutowari and channeled its way into Ace’s body. He suddenly felt a rush of enormous power flowing through him in a flash, he had now obtained his swords dormant power passed down from his previous owner, in his mind now slept the evil spirit that came with it but at the time Ace didn’t notice his presence but it will be felt soon again. He jumped at left this place probably to return again to battle more creatures and stuff of that nature.

On the outside the black lightning finally stop swirling around Ace and came into his body like a zap. His eyes now open, he saw things in a new light, it was time for him to get strong by any means, even falling doing tings he normally wouldn’t. He got up dusting himself off and it was nighttime, he had been there all day but he accomplished what he training for and that’s all that mattered. He took off with the awakened Kabutowari and headed home so that he could fill his body with all the nutrients that he lost earlier and he was stinking so he must’ve sweated a lot, “cant get no hoes smelling like this I need to freshen up!!”

Ace clicked his tongue at his surroundings, the sun still high in the sky, and the warmth basking the kohai iron sand desert, and he was completely lost already. It was kind of bad, he had never met anyone else with such a terrible sense of direction, and it was sort of depressing. However, the young waterbred male did not let that bother him, he was out of there, and he was moving around all well and good already, trying to think of something to do as he went. Figuring that he was going southwards, bound for the area of iron sand, so he imagined that learning how to use awakened Kabutowari and Mokubo properly was a good idea, especially one that could channel the powers of his new Barrier Ninjutsu style. This did not work simply as his head way of conducting techniques would work in the future, it would be weak and rather ineffective, but sooner or later, he would get it to a scale that was on par with a S-Rank using fuinjutsu.

As the blade was awakened, he felt the unadulterated power sear through the weapon. Much potential was met in these hands, and he understood the power that he was willing to unleash using such a tool. As the weapons swung forth, he felt how comfortable it was in his hands. Where the Searing battle axe were just lumps of metal, this felt like a true blade, one he knew he could command with ease and elegance, this was more than just a blade, it was an extension of his own existence, a tool crafted by his now own kind to create even more devastation with their mastery of Kenjutsu. His chakra was drawn to it, a moth to a flame, and such a flame would be more than hypnotic to him, he wanted to cast it over the lands using it. As the chakra moved through the blade, he felt the weight of it easing a little, as though it was less than a weapon, and part of him more completely.

The tip of the axe ignited in water as she swept it up to the sky, hidden in the bright light of the sun. His eyes squinted against it, the brightness of the sun not something easily looked at, but the radiance surrounding the weapon was his goal, the insignificant water at the end of the blade would soon become something so righteously powerful that it would outshine the sun. As the blade was lowered to the earth cracking it a bit, Ace felt his pride dip a little as he looked at the small water that adorned the weapon. The tip had ignited and had flowed around the outside of the weapon, dancing maybe an inch from the sword, a cooling that would need to be pressed against something before the burning would be felt, not even enough to cauterize the average wound. Indignant that his first try at it was quite unastounding, he forced himself to think of the future, sure, it was small and pathetic now, but soon his mastery over the sword would shine brightly.

Holding the blade at arms length, he looked around, looking at it, the blade did look a little more intimidating when it was on awakened, and the small water dance around the edges. Sure, it was weak, but it did not mean other people understood that, they would merely see that a sword was on flowing water along it, which was always cool. The water would grow with knowledge and experience of the sword, which was enough for him, as he needed to concentrate on where he was going. The desert he had gotten lost in, had turned into a small town, and he looked around it. The air smelled salty, and he was rather confused by that, last time he had entered the iron sand. Well, there had been sand, now it just smelled like... The ocean? How weird, perhaps he had been heading the wrong way all this time. Shrugging, he continued onwards into the town, he would hitch a ride from someone or something. Sleeping the sword, forgetting that it was awakened, he walked towards a rather grouchy female on the dock, as she was not comfortable talking to the big guys.

The woman had been rather mean, and Ace had been left stumbling over her words, and now he had found himself a birth on the ship somehow. It had been strange, but sitting in the birds nest at the top of the ship was kind of cool, he had free reign as long as he watched for trouble, and had a bunk when night fell so he expanded his zero field to seventy feet and stored his chakra in the seal at those times. Now he was climbing the ropes to get to the small position at the top, he was wondering how he had managed such a feat. Well, it was too late for concern now, and too late to remember he had a fear of dikes. Pursing his lips and refusing to look down, he forced himself upwards, the wind blowing his black with purple tinted hair as he moved upwards the rope shakily. Cowardice was not something faced with sympathy in the shogun, so he was certainly not looking for someone to help him here, he knew he could do it on his own. The Mokubo and Kabutowari hit his back comfortably as he climbed, the rest of his new equipment back in his new room, keeping his cloak and new sword on him.

As the chakra was felt beneath his fingers, he felt relieved that there some solidity again, instead of just the rope beneath him. As he climbed onto the iron nest, he felt a little more comfortable, despite the dike of course, but now he was given free time to train, and as long as he kept an eye out for any danger, he figured it would be cool. Unhitching the lengthy blade from his back, he clasped the steel handle in his palm, feeling the power through him again as it awakened. The current of his chakra was taken from him, a little more this time, even though it was still a small amount, and he hardly noticed it due to the seal. As the water current proceeded to coat his blade, he witnessed the more impressive change in the weapon this time, and as the waters began to increase in size, the feeling of power that exuded through the weapon felt greater. This felt right, this was the course of power he wanted.

As the blade continued to dance before his eyes, he watched the waters dart onto the flat surface of the axe blade, however, these waters were a lot lighter, leaving the blade with a still thin look, yet one that danced with water, and looked like a blade comprised of only chakra and waters than of Platinum alloy beneath. The waters of the weapon, where they had only been about an inch prior, were now about half a foot from the blade, and it danced in the wind, but he could feel the cool extending from it, hell, the sand beneath it was cracking a little. Realizing what he had done he raised the sword from the iron barrier and accidently stabbed it into the mast behind him. Crying out, he almost fell from the top of the nest, but he gripped the sword and stayed on, the mast beginning to catch a mist. As he released the handle, the water disappeared, leaving him relieved, but sort of worried about the stab and crack mark.

Looking down, he wondered if anyone had noticed, and it was lucky that they had not. He would be gone before anyone realized what he had done at least. Hopefully anyway. As the boat was risen and dropped by the tide, he began to get his sea legs, even being as high up as he was, it felt kind of cool. The young Kugeki male heard some noise below, and looked over the iron barrier down, apparently one of the men had tried something to the captain, and he had chopped his head off, and it was quite disturbing. The body was tossed over the edge, and as the boat pulled away from the floating corpse, it began to jiggle weirdly. He did not understand it at first, but as a fin grazed the surface, he realized he was being eaten, and another sick feeling arose in the pit of his stomach. He did not want to become shark bait. Looking out over the seas he did his job finally, noticing something in the distance. A ship.

The weapon still embedded in the sand, he reached back and tore it free, it looked like there was no way out of this one, he did not want to hurt anyone, but he did not want to lose his bunk, especially not here in the middle of the ocean. Well, with no choices before him, he supposed he could partake in a little action, he would not kill of course, he would leave that uncouth action to the pirates below, but he would act his part. Closing his eyes, not really looking forward to any of the following, he re-sheathed the blade and placed his hand on the ledge. His blade was enough for this fight, he did not need to gather his other materials from his room, the cloak and the weapon would serve him well enough for this battle, especially if he was going to need little room to fight lots of people. This was a whole new variety of battle for him aside the academy war, never before had he fought on a moving battle ground. It was kind of exciting.

As he hopped the ledge and landed softly onto the deck below, many of the males gave him leacherous looks, but he forced himself not to shudder and went to the edge of the ship next to the captain. The red haired woman was scantily clad indeed, but she looked so small, much like himself, but guaranteed, if she could order the males behind them about, then she was indeed powerful. Atsui had hoped not to have too much trouble with this, but as the ship approaching them grew closer, it became obvious that they too, were pirates. Which meant the little fighting he believed he would need to partake in, had suddenly become an all out war on two boats. His shoulder sagged a little, he really would need to kill someone here, otherwise things could get troublesome, and they would most likely all die in the end. Survival, it was them or him.

The female next to him must have mistaken his sudden change of demeanor as fear of a fight as opposed to her attitude. Smacking the boy on the back, the female laughed and held her sword high in the air, as though this was supposed to make him feel better. All the men behind them roared out too, and faintly, he could hear the roars of the other ship too. At this distance, he could probably strike their ship with a kunai with an gift of power tag and end the battle before it started, but he could feel his blade talking to him. It wanted him to master it, and he could only master it through using it, and it wanted to be in this fight. Swallowing thickly, he placed his hand on the blade, feeling the power course through him again, like every time, the sublime feeling of dominance coating him.

As the blade was awakened, the axe and hammer spread through it as it was pulled from his back transforming, looking as though it had been fused together the whole time. The weapon rang out as he raised it into the sky along with everyone else's, the weapon shining bright in the sky. The female looked at the mighty weapon with hunger in her eyes, but Ace would not have any of it. This was his weapon, the female could go die if she wanted to place her filthy hands on it. As his emotions exploded with his heart racing, the chakra around it began to dance brighter and more dangerously, as though answering his call for the strength. This would require a greater source of power to fight here, he would need the ability to incapacitate with extreme pain as opposed to actually full out killing. The heat of the weapon would be searing, and the pain of being caught in the chakra would feel as though a wound had been opened and cauterized in milliseconds. The ship grew ever so close.

Ace moved the blade across his body in an instant, an arrow crashing against its hot surface, instantly the wooden projectile crumbling to ashes. Sure, it would not have done anything to him if the arrow had hit him, but again, this was cooler, the fact that he had totally just denied some guy with a sweep of his hand and his awesome awakened blade. The female next to him gave a small noise of surprise and awe at the fact that the black cloak wearing boy had moved so fast and so fluidly that he had stopped an arrow. However, that arrow was the catalyst of the fight, and people began to swarm, from both sides people swung from ropes attached to the riggings to get to the other boat, and the small kugeki prepared himself for it all. As a male came swinging right at him, he dropped from the air and tried to cleave him in half with the blade in his hand, but he was too quick, bringing his blade up to stop his own, he redirected it to the side and drew the flat side of the hammer along his ribcage shattering it.

He winced as he screamed in pain, the searing power clearly ripped through his flesh, and even the stench of it got to him. But he would not be getting up from that wound easily, especially not as he was kicked in the face by another, trying to shut him up. The male spun around and blocked an attack from behind, the blade passing close to the males face as it did so, probably burning his eyes and the sensitive skin on his face, making him close them and look away. Perfect time. As his foot met his stomach, his face smashed off the flat of his hammer and he screamed out until he struck him again in the face with his knee. He had probably just killed this one by accident. His father and Team Tsunami were two parts of hid life that made him impossibly hard to defend against, meaning that if you were given head trauma, you were probably dead. There was no time to dwell though, he needed to keep going.

The hammer flared as he spun, a small trail of chakra behind him as he turned around, using the flat of the hammer again to knock some guy out. He was dead before he could register the pain of being knocked in the head by a searing hot powerful of metal, which was lucky for him. People seemed to notice the small angry boy with the shinning blade, and they noticed the fact that he was knocking people down left right and center, and now he was given a wide berth from most, but he had settled into his natural battle lust. As more and more pirates piled onto the ship, he became more confident and more amused by everything. It was as though he was moving at a far greater pace than everyone else. People fell before him as their chakra was stolen while others were sealed, each time, he would also knock them dead on their asses, at least one part of their body broken badly by his weapon, and their pride shattered by the small shinobi, none of them having expected such a wrath from such a person, the captain perhaps, but the black cloaked youth no.

His body erupted with the heat as he fought, slowly draining the air of any moisture it contained from his speed, and the vacuum around him would heat up, making the battle even more desperate, the parched throats of the pirates and their sweat, all of it caused by his kunai. As the blade moved swiftly, he dismantled defense after defense, each one being brought down before him, screaming or dead. Unsure of how long it had been, he knew that the force could not last much longer. It was not until a blow caught him off guard with such fierce power that he was knocked through the battle. The wood splintered beneath his body as he crashed into the wooden wall of the ship, looking at what had struck him. A man of impossible proportions loomed over the battle, knocking people off the side of the shit, defending the people in front of them. His body was practically covered in shields.

"That's unfair..."

The wood snapped and cracked as he pulled humself from it, the wall mostly destroyed and the contents of the mess was shown to everyone up on deck but the Mokubo totems still remained. He was a little shaken from the blow, uninjured, but certainly shaken. His armored skin was more than enough to protect him from any injury the male thought he would have sustained, which was made clear by the expression he wore on his face as he got up. Clearly they had not expected to attack a ship containing a Kugeki ninja. He had let go of his swords when he had been struck, and they now lay on the deck of the ship. The fight had been silenced and everyone was watching him, the swords, and the massive man coated in shields. There was a quick scramble from a man who jumped on his swords, possibly thinking that it held a special power, but he was quickly proven wrong as his skin was seared when it touched the metal. Ace tried not to wince, but he could not help it, his scream was deafening. Stumbling back, he clutched his hand in agony, right before falling off the deck into the water.

The sword was still hotter than hell from his chakra, and he had paid the price. As Ace walked for the swords, he knelt to it and picked them up in his left and right hand once again, feeling the warmth spread through him. The blades was once more back where they belonged. As the male in the shields stepped back, he advanced, holding the weapon outwards, pointing it at him, gesturing he was next. As he stepped back again, he moved, running at him, using the axehammer to cleave at his shield. He knew that the power energy would be practically useless, but he was trying to force the metal to brake exponentially. If his shield grew to such a state, then he would not be able to wear it anymore, simple as that. However, as the weapon approached, he seemed to grow his wits back, and spun his shield rapidly. First simply the strike was sucked towards him, but then he felt himself also being pulled. His eyes widened and he fell forwards, slamming into the sheet of metal.

However, Ace was starting to get really annoyed with all this, and with the blade still in hand, and to his unprotected legs, he brought it across and through both of his shins. He froze, then released an inhuman scream as he tried to stumble backwards, but leaving both of his feet behind, blood poured from the wounds, and the Kugeki jammed his eyes shut so he did not have to witness it. His voice became distant, then a massive splash erupted from the water. He was certainly too heavy to be buoyant, and he realized that he had killed him. The weapon dripped the blood off, the chakra cleansing the blade again, leaving no reminder of the kill, but he knew, he knew. All of a sudden it was as though sound had restarted, and the battle exploded around him.

Standing and raising his weapons, he stopped two swords and used the power of the weapons to break right through the swords and knocked both of them backwards, both of them suffering massive damage on their hands and chests from where the swords had landed. Both of them falling over, he moved over them, striking another male in the back with the flat of his hammer and forcing him to scream out as his shirt caught on fire and the hammer bbroke his back. There were very few pirates left, but the young boy could see that the captain of this ship was locked in a power struggle with the captain of the other. It did not seem like he was winning either, it would not have been a concern of his if he did not think that by losing the captain, the ship would be lost. Quickly, he moved to the deck, the scarce remainder of enemy pirates escaping or dying, there was just the clean up.

-"The first few steps up the stairs were easily cleared, but the moment I hit the last step, I was hit by a powerful gust of wind that nearly threw me off the upper deck. Holding onto the banister, I kept my hold, and managed to move forwards. It appeared that both of the two captains possessed extraordinary power over the wind release, the massive bursts were exploding from each time their swords met, and the wind was being forced around them by the others wind masteries, forming a wall at each other that could not break each other. The full force was being fired around them, and the wind was enough to put out the power of my blade, but I refused to let it stay unused. As he struggled forward, he felt the almost tide lack actions of the wind as it forced itself through each blow, and looking at them, he was able determine when the massive gusts would occur.

It took a second, but there was one he saw, as the captain of the ship he was trying to protect lost his strike, and was overpowered by the male, who used his chance to try and kill him, but I took my own chance, and moved in, the sword igniting instantly with a spark and the chakra eating up the metal and moving onwards as I thrust at his torso. There was no way to avoid this one, especially against a master of wind, I needed to give him the least amount of possibilities to stop me. The piercing of the weapon would sear his chest before the weapon would even penetrate the soft flesh, he screamed as the axe burned his underside, and fell backwards, his attack ending and the wind blowing him backwards. His sword was put out, but it was already too late for the man, his body was affected too badly, the damage already done to his insides along with his outsides."-

However, Ace had already fallen back, unable to slam his sword at the moment as it was once more on the deck, this time embedded point first in the wood, raising  five totems madly. The male was now on attack from the totems, but as he fell backwards over the banister and fell into the ocean with a splash. The Kugeki male looked over to the other ship, about seven or eight pirates left, scrambling to get away, but it seemed not to be the case. The pirates on the ship he traveled on had pulled up a cannon, his eyes widened and he moved forward, leaning over the top deck to the bottom as they fired, the other ship exploding in a mass of fire and wood, and he covered his head as the splintered wood rocketed over the ship. Tears fell from his eyes, there had been too much death today, and he had caused a lot of it. Having knocked the pirates dead, the others had taken advantage of it and murdered the ones left in cold blood.

Closing his eyes, he grasped the sword and walked swiftly to his room. The chakra glowing around the steel, a sign that he was very angry, not only with the people of the ship, but with himself. A life had been taken, no, three lives, by his own hand, by the very blade that reaped with such fury that the power broke the floorboards beneath him as he walked. He had enough of this, he would wait it out until they arrived at kohaigakure, and he would swiftly find something to make him feel better, maybe some lions or perhaps a dance. This had been traumatic for him, he did not want to feel this desperation, it was not only unfair, but it was horrific, the lives that had been wasted for what? For money? For something of value such as his blade? That male who had lost his hand trying to steal it from him, it was all pointless. The tears evaporated from his cheeks as he sat against the wall. He did not want to cry, he wanted to be happy.

Laying on the filthy bed, Ace held the sword in the air, balanced in between his index, thumb and middle finger, his chakra coursing through the metal, and the chakras licking the steel of the blade. This. Had been an unwanted day, and he wanted it to be over right now. The chakra seemed to flicker in agreement with him, as though feeling his discontent. It made him feel a little more light hearted, the power he controlled, the iron will, the flaming temperament, all part of his new life, something he had to live with. All of it could be channeled into this weapon though, it was his anchor, something he could create as an extension of his body, the power that roiled through it, a mere pittance to the burning passion that he beheld. It's power was nothing if not extravagant. The deadly chakra that burned was very hot, it could break even an Dakar if they were not careful.

The sword, to him, embodied something that he did not represent in his own self, it was a source of power for him, perhaps why it felt so good in his hands. The young boy had never held himself in a position where he believed he was weak, he was always not doubting himself, and he feared for the life of others too much. But when this sword was grasped in his hands, and he focused the seemingly godly power of it, it felt as though he was on a higher plane of existence, as though he was without inhibitions. Perhaps it was his own psychosis, but he just felt most comfortable when the sword was there, on his travels, he had never felt as though he was protected, aside from meeting Zeta, but, with the awakened Kabutowari, it was as though he had someone watching his back at all times, and it was a safe feeling, like warm arms wrapped around him.

The boat was docked, he felt the gentle bump against the dock itself. The land of anguish. He had arrived here, not in a happy mood, but in one piece, and with a greater understanding of both the weapon he wielded and his own self. The chakra seemed to agree, as the aura had seemed to cool down a little, the dancing of the swords not as powerful as his emotions crashed a little. Being at shore once more had brought a resounding calm over him. As the door to his room opened, the chakra exploded upwards momentarily and tickled the roof, the reddish hue staining the wood black under its intense pressure. However, before the axe could catch, the boy made sure to reduce it to a relative size to make sure there would be no danger of harming anything, and keeping his emotions under control. It was the captain, and he stood in the doorway, his expression sullen.

"I want to-"



"You don't want to thank me, lots of people died today that shouldn't have"



For once, he had said something cool, and it made him feel kind of good about himself, but he knew it was merely because the woman was here to thank him, meaning he was being respected. Respect. There was something he had not earned before, and he did not deserve it now. If he was to be truly respected, then none of them would have died today, and he would not be so down on his feelings. This was not respect, it was shame. And with the last traces of the thought, everything began to heat up, the aura on the sword licking the metal quickly, the power increasing immensely, and as he stood and walked to the door, each of his footsteps left black scorches beneath him, and the male pirate moved out of his way. As he moved off the boat, he did not look back. Anguish country, there was bound to be something here.

Ace laid on the grass, the sword on the earth beside him, staring into the air, thinking about things. Over such a short time, he had progressed his level of skill with the blade quite remarkably, and he was no where near finished. The thought that the weapon could become even deadlier sent shivers down his spine. Sure, he never wanted to harm someone with intent, but he knew that he needed to fight, and the best weapon was the one that you only needed to use once. The transformation of the blade, once complete, would be able to cut through anything, and even though this was only the second to last rank, it was still incredible. The blade would harbor powers that would be able to break away at most materials, and the damage, well, it was on par with his own resilience. Yet, this would defeat his own, it was a level higher once he could master this level of the power. So enthralling, the blade was most deadly weapon, and at the same time, could be used as a tremendous defense.

As his hand ran down the cold metal of the blade, he realized that it had not been activated since the fight on the boat, and it had cooled eventually. The weapon looked remarkable, even without the chakra, looking truly like a legendary sword should. The blade, when covered in chakra, seemed like it could not be stopped by anything, which was sort of the truth, as it had met no material yet that the godly power could not break through in no time at all. Yet the weapon held abilities and techniques that he could master, many of them, the power was not restricted to merely the blade, no, it could be mastered in a far grander scheme. His palm pressed against the cold platinum of the weapon, his fingers gently caressing it, his chakra smoothly being instilled in the grand weaponry. The earth around it hissed as the moisture was burned from it, and the chakra lit everything. Ace slid his hand through the chakra and to the hilt before he was to be burned.

As he grasped the weapon he moved his body swiftly through the motions, turning on his heel and swiping the axeblade outwards, willing the chai  to expand, willing it to explode forth in a bullet like manner. The hammer spat out, but beyond that, nothing, the small hammer fell to the grass and caught on, the immense power of the Kabutowari axeblade he wielded incinerating the earth and grass as though it was nothing. Clicking his tongue, he brought the weapon round in another grand circle, this time forcing his chakra through the metal and into the chains to create the perfect secondary weapon ideal. The chakra of the blade congealed at the tip for a single perfect moment and formed a small sphere, half a foot in diameter, which was launched, the chakra ball spiraling through the air as it moved, until it struck a tree that was unfortunately in the way of it. Ace gracefully leaped in style and watched the tree as it erupted in the bright flames rapidly, which would soon burn to ashes due to the strength of the blade.

Amazing.

As the tree erupted and burned to the ground, the boy watched, in awe of the tremendous ferocity of the pair, of the power he wielded with the blade in his hand. There was not much that could stand in the face of such grand power, and his chakra was only beginning to get stronger. One more swing, and the small axe was launched into the air, the crimson stain in the blue sky. Ace smiled at it, this was the beginning of an adventure and a half after all. A shadow crossed his sight in the sky, and his eyes widened, a monstrous being of such grand proportions. The black shadow crossed the earth before and before swallowing him, then moving across the sky in a manner similar to a cloud. The gargantuan figure was avian like in mannerisms, but the fact that it looked so dragon like made him want to discover more. The shaped was moving easterly, and so would he, this was something he really needed to find. Sheathing his sword on his back between the two searing katanas, he began to sprint.

As he sprinted through the forest, Ace looked to the skies, trying to capture the massive shade in his sight, the beast, a creature of insane size and looks. The blade thumped against his back, a comforting reassurance if he did indeed manage to catch up to the creature and needed to fight it. The massive dragon in the air looked so cool, and he wanted to catch it, there was no specific reason, but, it was a dragon. As the dragon soared through the air, heading eastward, he realized he was moving into terrain that would grow increasingly difficult for him to get through, but he knew he had to keep up. The blade on his back seemed to heat up with anticipation at the fact, and the chakra wound around the blade as he sprinted into the dry valley, a strange plateau of twisted rocks and sharp spires of earth that rose from the earth, a valley that did not seem to be able to contain life at all. As one hand clasped the handle, the chakra ignited in an even greater manner.

As the weapon moved forward in front of him, he used a quick burst of chakra to fire a small ball of water at one of the spires in front of him. It landed, but it had little to no effect on the outcropping. Cursing himself, he remembered that the water was not yet hot enough to destroy earth. Not yet hot enough. As the water struck the earth and washed against it, he realized it would not melt it, but the bashing would continue, and that was not good enough. As he gritted his teeth and looked up at the shadow, pulling away from him, escaping his grasp. The Kugeki would not have time to go around, if he spent his time dodging around the spires of earth, then he would have no time to get through it all and continue following this dragon, and he was certainly determined to do so. As the weapon fired up once more in his hand, he understood its call.

Another swing was performed across his body, and this time, as though answering his call, it released a grander waterball. Still small in size, but as it struck the column of earth, it ignited into a monstrous explosion, more than the exploding tags he possessed in his belt. The earth around it was cleared as he moved through the area where the earth had been, now, only a scorched crater remained, and he felt awesome about it. As he moved through the field of spires, he used exploding ball after exploding ball to ready his path, massive explosions rocked the area and furiously eviscerated the lands, spraying rocks and dirt everywhere as they exploded in a show of grand work. Ace would move through the smoke and debris that the grey fog would explode before him grand speed, moving through the dried wasteland. As he approached one massive spire, he knew that this one would not break as easily as the others had, it's enormous structure told him so.

However, he would still go through it. As he leapt into the air, his blade was brought over his left shoulder, the stream of chakra behind it lighting his determined face for a moment as the shadows crossed. With one mighty, arcing swing, three waterballs were expelled from the flaming blade, all three of them rotating through the air until they struck the rock, the massive explosion that followed severing the top of the structure from the bottom, the gargantuan amounts of rubble being thrown everywhere as Ace used the momentum of his speed to carry him through the newly made burning gap. As he landed, he rolled, keeping his speed up. As he brought himself back to his full sprint, his blade was once more sheathed, no more spires of earth standing in his way, no more things he needed to explode. For now, anyway. Looking up, he studied the skies for the dragon he had seen, hunting it, hoping it was still in sight.

The dragon soared continuously on the skyline, slowly furthering the distance, this time nearing the forested areas of the land, apparently the dry strip of land was ending, and he was once more nearing the shored areas of Kohaigakure again. However, it was apparent to him that upon reaching the shore, he would not be able to pursue the creature from the water, especially since he could not swim himself. The massive creature would be taken out of the sky by his hand before shore was reached, and he would not allow anyone else to capture it. Continuing his sprint, he felt to grass tickle his legs, the rocky plain slowly transforming into the country side, the air going from dry and warm, to moist and cool. The dragon did not seem to have a specific path to follow, not that he knew anyway, since he did not believe any countries lay west further than madness before it was naught but sea, but it was doing something to say the least.

The forested area was nothing he could not handle at all, in fact, with the previous tech, it would be more than easy to get through it, especially since everything would burn down, but that would be kind of horrible. As the sword moved to his hand again, and the flames ignited around the weapon, and he moved it through the thick trunk of the first tree, moving through the tree as it was eaten by power. Leaving behind a trail as planned, the weapon would allow further incineration, or trapping at least, which was also cool. However, at such a low rank it was fairly impractical, but he needed to master the lower ranks in order to gain understanding to train the higher ranks of it, the ability to leave a trail of flame behind for up to twelves seconds as opposed to two. The flame left behind would burn as powerfully as the one upon his sword, meaning the trap could be dangerous. However, on unmoving targets, it just meant more to hit with the power.

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PostSubject: Re: Hol Up! Max Training!    2nd May 2014, 10:05 pm


As the tree toppled behind him, he struggled to see through the foliage above him, trying desperately to see the dragons form in the sky above, but there was not even enough room for him to see the sky never mind the dragon itself. Cursing, he took a step off one of a fallen tree before him and launched himself upwards, his blade poised and ready for him to meet the trees above. As his blade swept through, the burning chakra behind it trailed through the trees ahead for a moment, the uppercut momentum enough to carry it along. The trees before him burst into flames as the trail of fire engulfed them, and he moved through the flames easily, the heat not affecting him at all. He looked into the sky, searching for the dragon in the air, his arm extended, the sword sideways with the flames seeping from it like a banner behind, the flames eating the way up the following trail soon after due to the low rank of his skill in it.

The air was clear above the trees, and the trees below her were moving at an incredible rate, almost as speedily as his halo that forced its way through the branches. The flaming trail of the sword followed the weapon, sustaining itself in the air for only a few moments before fading. As gravity began to pull him back down towards the earth, he took one last look at the sky for the dragon, right before his sword severed the branches below him, spreading the halo even further. Immolation would occur, and this forest would be bashed to the ground before he even got to the end of it, not that he cared, the dragon was his target, he would hunt it down, and he would fight it, and he would master it.

Ace rolled as he struck the earth, the blazing banner of fire behind him burning the earth as he did so. His hair whipped against his face as he continued the path through the forest, now alive with the flames and the sheet of the flames of him sword flowing behind him, and ethereal sheet of deadly fire that streamed onwards. As he carved a path through the forest, the trees behind him alight, he stormed through a under-growing brush, a vine of which snagged his foot and tripped him forward. Hitting the ground harshly, he rolled for a bit before coming to a complete stop on his face. Breathing awkwardly, he lifted his head up and rested his chin on the earth, looking straight at the feet of someone. Impossible for him to arch his neck anymore, he kneeled and prepared to stand.

A male stood before him, and behind him, three more, each of them with a blade sheathed at their hips. They were looking at him as though he had money. Well, he had a bit, nothing worth getting robbed over. As he stepped back, the male directly in front of him took a swing at his neck, redirected by his own fist and he rotated, not bringing the sword across his neck, but using the halo to set him on fire. It was not lethal, very painful, but at least he was not killing someone for no reason. He fell backwards, trying to fan the near immortal flames from his body, but there would not be hope unless his friends helped him out. As the first man fell on the floor writing in pain, the second summoned a ball of water around him, the heat of his power forcing most of it to evaporate on contact, but he was safe now, yet the trail of chakra still wound through the air, burning intensely.

The third man moved for him, taking a large overhead swing, met by his own blade, the chakra flaring brightly from the movement of the sword, but it seemed that he had already learned the lesson from the other guy. As the chakra swept up in the air, he moved backwards, and the small Kugeki boy stood there, letting the chakra do their work. Feeling very awkward about the whole thing, he wanted to yell at them to tell them to move out of the way, but he was too embarrassed. They would probably think he was crazy. Holding his sword at the ready, he shook a little as the words came out, so unused to asking random people, especially those who were trying to kill him, to move out of the way so he could do something. After all, a dragon was the price.

"Please, I need you to leave me to follow my target"

The man who had avoided his chakra snickered. Guessing that was a no, he decided against peaceful options and moved straight through, the blades fire burning brightly as he moved through them at a quick pace. For a moment as he passed, they all seemed fine, until the trail of fire suddenly burned through the air, circling each of them. There was a lot of yelling as he continued his sprint, but he ignored it. The one male was already a suiton master, he could deal with them all, he needed to find this damned dragon before the coast drew up and he lost it forever. Feeling a little tired, he sheathed the blade and continued to move, the cape of flames lasting for a moment before the fire on the blade vanished.

After leaving the gates of his home village, a person named Fredo traveled for several hours without seeing a single person, it didn't bother him much as the young ninja had a tendancy to phase out of the real world and day dream as he walked along a dusty road, every couple of minutes he would briefly return to the real world and check his surroundings

As he looked forward he started to notice the beginning of a forest, he was on the outskirts but noticed smoke rising from further in, being curious and slightly worried that one of his fellow cloud ninja may be in trouble he decided to investigate...

The flag of the blade sailed behind it as he moved quickly through the trees, the dense woodland becoming more and more thick as he moved through it. The blade easily removed anything in his way, and the trail fanning behind him, setting everything on fire as it moved through all the things. The blade was held close enough to his body when he made it through the bush, aware that he was on soft soil now, aware that he was very close to the edge of kohaigakure, it would not be long until he reached the ends of the forest, he could see someone in the way, a man, one who clearly did not know what he was getting in the way of. However, he could not just run him over, that would be too cruel, but he could not let the dragon get out of his sight either. Mixed emotions filled him.

"Please, get out of my way, I don't wanna have to hurt you"

His words would be highlighted by him weapon as he presented it forward, the trail of flames which had followed the weapon following it upwards. The blade would burn brightly, the flames that consumed it enough to eat away at almost any object, human flesh included. The weapons size would be increased by the flames, the four foot blade extended and extra one and a half feet, the entire thing consumed by a bright, almost white flame. It was not so much an offer to the male, as a command, if he did not remove himself from her path, he would need to remove him for his own self, since that creature in the sky would not wait. If anything, it would give him a chance to test his flame trapping skills, but he would rather find the dragon before hand.

Increasing the power of the flames would increase the length of the trail that he could leave behind, which is what he had done as the raven haired male entered the clearing and stood in his way. The trail would be more than enough to set him alight, and only the most powerful of alloys would be able to stand its wrath if he was caught by the trail. Presently, his trail was not too powerful, extending a mere five meters behind the weapon, the temperature of which was well over the melting point of earth. To prove he was not exaggerating to the male, he would whip the sword to the side, unleashing a flash of flames outwards, the trail following the path of the blade and moving towards him. However, he had stopped too far from him, and he would only feel the heat of the weapon for now, it was an example, he did not want to have to kill him.

However, some people could only be cured by death, and while he was a firm believer in keeping the peace, he also believed that not all men stood for what was right. Some people were merciless, and tried to destroy all they could reach, and some wanted to watch the world burn around them. Those people were the kinds that would not listen to logic, the kinds of people he knew would fight just for the fun of fighting. Perhaps this male was that, or maybe he would move out of the way for him. He did not know, all he knew was that he was going to catch that god damned dragon even if he had to kill this guy. No one, not anyone in the world, was going to stop him from getting the winged beast as a companion, that was a promise.

Akurano worked his way through some shubbery until he came into a clearing, assuming he must be close to what ever is causing the destruction he looked around and was startled to see a trail of smoke and flames rising from the forest around him.

Before the pale ninja could comprehend what was going on he heard a boy shouting at him, turning to him to see what was happening he was met with a powerful blow from what seemed to be a large sword made of fire. Completely dumbstruck by what was going on Fredo wasn't able to know whether the attack purposely missed or whether the crazed boy had missed in haste. His face almost burnt as the flaming blade narrowly avoided him. The boy still approaching him, Fredo was unsure whether he would attack him again or simple run him down.

Confused and slightly scared and still trying to understand what he had said before, was he threatening him or generally concerned, with little time to react Fredo thought the best idea would be simple to neutralise the threat, pacifer him. Facing him he formed a chain of hand seals. Quickly and accurately, as he formed the last seal he slammed his hands into the ground. A bright blow semi-sphere surrounded him suddenly. Emitting a buzzing sound as the lightning charkra surrounded him. Instantly he forced the forcefield to suddenly expand rapidly.

Apparently the male refused to move, and now seemingly mad at him, began to perform hand seals. However, Ace would have none of it, he had not attacked the man directly, nor did he plan to still, but he would prevent him form doing something stupid. Moving rapidly as he performed his seals, he would move his sword to his throat before he had time to slam his hands on the ground, as if he did, his throat and head would be melted by the sheer heat. In fact, just being in such close proximity of the tip of the fire blade would sear his skin painfully, but he would certainly not be able to do anything about it. His technique, whatever it was going to be, was disrupted, and he once again found himself asking a question.

"Do you really want to die?"

The dragon, at this moment in time would be a little further away, but he refused to give up on it. As he held the blade outwards, he gave a quick scan of the sky to see if it was still within sight. He had been catching up at one point, but now it was probably too late to do anything. His eye twitched in annoyance, if he had indeed forced him to lose the trail of the great sky beast, he would indeed kill him. Such a grand creature would not be wasted. The flames of the weapon were still fluttering in the air behind him after he had moved, the line of fire burning everything as it floated. The forest that had been burning behind him was either catching up now, or the flames from him previous movement had managed to spark a flame. Either way, he would not be hurt by the tremendous fire, but this male may not be so lucky.

The weapon had spawned the great tale of flames with such intensity that as they had rose into the air, as warm air did, it had ignited the leaves and the trees of the canopy above, and now immolation was imminent. He would feel a little guilty about all this, but it was accidental. Mostly anyway. The flame trail had been something he had needed to master, and in doing so, if he set some forests on fire or destroyed some property, well, as long as no one was hurt, he would be fine with it. The male, if he made the wrong move, could face the possibility of sharing fates with the forest, being set alight by his weapon. Merely touching the fire with a flammable material would allow it to burn with such strength for such a long time. Although he possessed no ability for immortal fire yet, he understood that the weapon was still lethal.

Impractical for the most part, as he could not think of a situation where using the sword to create a streak of fire would be necessary. Then again, as this male had proven, people and surprises happened all the time, if by mastering every aspect of the blade he gave himself multiple paths of fighting, he would also create multiple ways of surviving. The searing metal waited for an answer, it was up to him, he could not escape him now, sure, he would allow a few steps back so he was not melted by the heat of the flames, but running away, or even attacking, not a chance, he would be dead before he could do anything of the sort. Smirking a little, he raised an eyebrow, right now even a quick movement would not help, as he would simply kill him before he had the chance to move, he had been around long enough to know the signs of a body before it forced itself to do those, even if he lacked the capabilities himself.

It had not been a good day for the young ninja, he now understood why leaving the village was such a large deal, starting with a simple stroll he found himself on his knee's with a flaming blade dangerously close to his face causing major discomfort and what he assumed to be the starting of some savage blistering, The forest around him was burning and he assumed that he would soon join it. He was still trying to piece together the last minute or so of his life. Several moments after he was rushed by an unknown boy, he asked him a question. The fact that he asked such a question was more shocking then the whole event that had taken place. Although he rarely gets annoyed he was getting rather aggy at this point but he knew it would be for the best not to start shouting in the position he was in.

"Die? I was going for a stroll... Wondered why my countries forest was on fire and to finish things off when I went to investigate I had some half crazed boy charging at me with a giant flaming blade, and you think I wanted to die?"

Sweat began to pour off him, his breathing became heavier and the blistering was becoming more severe. Hoping that his innocent responce was enough for the boy to at least draw the god forsaken sword away from his seemingly melting face. There was little moisture in the air as it had been obliterated by this boys rampage on the forest. Swallowing to try and clear his throat morikana obo glanced up at the boy and noticed that he was scanning the sky like he was looking for something.

Guilt saddled the boy, that was not supposed to happen, he was not supposed to be the bad person. No, he had mistaken the male, sighing, he lowered his sword, which still left behind a trail in the air, falling to the earth. This was dangerous stuff, and it was not supposed to end up with the loss of innocent lives. The blade to his side, he looked around the forest, the weapon had caused some serious destruction, the power from it alone enough to cause such destruction, he had not used any of his own skills. Kabutowari, Demonic powerful Blade indeed, using merely the supplementary abilities of the weapon he had ended a rather large section of earth with minimal chakra output and skill usage. And now he had forced an innocent into submission, this was not right.

As the world burned around him, he stumbled back, feeling horrible for his own actions, the devastation he caused was nothing compared to taking a life, he did not want that. He had been taking a fucking stroll for gods sake, and he had been so wrapped up in capturing the dragon that he had thought he was another fool in the way of trying to stop him. The power blade in his hand felt calm again, as it always did. It was not the weapon, it did not thirst for blood, it was a kindred spirit of his own body, not calling for blood, merely for a good equal fight. What he had given it, was certainly not a fight, it was a disgrace to his own name and abilities, having sworn not to kill anyone who did not deserve it, and almost going out of his way to do such, simply because he had been walking through his direction and intercepted his course?

Although reasons for someone to walk through a forest that was on fire was minimal at most, but he was probably trying to discover the source of the flames and the core of the problem. Him. There was a loud crack to hus right as a tree erupted into flames, the sap of it heating and exploding, shattering the wood from the tree causing an explosion of tree shards as the tree fell forward. It was going to land on their position, and, still feeling bad for trying to kill him, Ace would move to destroy it, his blade coming up, the searing steel meeting the wood of the tree, cauterizing it and easily sliding through the wood of the tree. Although massive and heavy, it would not be able to withstand such steel, never mind the weapons sharpness on top of the fact it was on fire. And for good measure, the trail of the flames burned the tree, his arm still extended in the air as the tree was cut over them.

The fire was spreading at a rapid rate, and things were getting fucked, if the male did not escape the forest soon he would find this his grave, and his body would be cremated if that was the case. The genes in his body allowed him to withstand such temperatures with such ease, but the beading of sweat on the males forehead was more than enough to tell him that he was struggling, and the fire from the blade probably had not helped. Arm still extended, the flames still arcing from the weapon as it cleaved through the tree, Ace stood poised as the two logs fell either side, a shocking display of dominance and power, both of herself and the sword. The fire would soon reach the point where he would die regardless of whether or not he could escape the flames, the heat would force him to pass out, and he did not care how guilty he felt, he would not carry him.

Looking up at the boy he didn't understand how he was coping with the heat and to be honest he was to occupied with trying to live, on his knees he felt an anger building inside of him, looking up at the boy he was growing more furious. He knew he wouldn't help him and why should he, it was survival of the fittest and in this case he surely wasn't the fittest infact he was infact the equivilant of an obese kid running an uphill marathon in the middle of summer.

Refusing to go down with a fight he knew that his chances were slim but he had to try something. With little energy and chakra left he tried to reach into his pouch and slyly removed a kunia. taking a deep breath and taking a last look at the sky he attempted a last lunge at that boy who had forsaken his life from the moment he had met him.

As the tree fell around the, he was struck in his midsection by the male and his blade. Where a normal person could have or would have been fatally wounded by the kunai, he was just angered at his selfishness. As he collided with his body, he drew his elbow downwards, striking him in the back of the neck as they fell backwards, drawing the sword over, the fire igniting greater than ever, and plunged it through his back. The flame of the sword itself would be enough to ignite him as it was, but the trail of the weapon would also bear itself upon his body as the fire followed the sword, and he would be induced to even more painful burning. Brought upon himself, but he would die, burning from the inside and outside for his arrogance. He could have escaped, him could have saved him the blood on his hands. Now however, it was too late for him to do anything about it.

Ripping the headband from his body, he would spin in a circle, dragging the flames of the blade in a circle around them, this would be his ritual from him, he would be cremated, and that was enough for him. His death, while unnecessary, was done now, and there was nothing he could do about it. The blade had done its job, however, it sang a sorrowful tune at the death, having caused something that was not meant to happen, a crime against nature, an unworthy death. He had attacked, and he had defended himself, thats all there was to it, but he abhorred death without a point, as did his sword. As the forest fell around him he began to once more sprint, having tucked the males headband into his own pouch for later on, he needed to get back on the trail of that dragon, but it meant clearing to a place where there was no smoke, and now that the fire had engulfed everything there was little chance of that happening now.

His sword still in his hand, he moved swiftly, cutting down any forestation before him as it moved in his path, the trees falling, apparently the bush was a lot larger than he had guessed, and the fact he was running for such a length of time made him wonder if the dragon had already escaped, but surely the fact that there was a gargantuan fire and smoke billowing from all directions, would the dragon not come to try and find what the source was? After all, creatures such as that were bore from fire, would they not be attracted to it? Well, it did not matter now, he had to keep moving so he could get to see it at least. Looking up, the canopy above him was smoldering, but he could get through it. Swinging his blade, he forced the flames to rise into the air, and they cut down some of the trees using the trail, which was more than enough to let him see the sky for a few seconds.

A dark shade swooped overhead, the Dragon was around here, apparently attracted by his destruction of everything here, but he could not see where it was through the fire and smoke, only that it was over the forest right now, meaning he was so close to him target now that his excitement was growing, and the swords too. A battle worth the blade, to fight a dragon, to face a creature of such an element, the opposite element as their own. Ace held the blade forward, watching as the trail of flames followed. The weapon was growing stronger, he could feel it, and with a stronger weapon, the trainer got stronger when using it. He was so close now, mastery of the blade would soon be attained, and after that? Well, he would continue mastering it, it was his sword, he could do with it what he wished. Taking one final slash, he formed a line in the earth, ten meters in length, the flame of the blade being created in an awesome fashion like the tail.

As he had expected his final efforts in bringing down his enemy had failed, as his blade was deflected e felt a grusome pain tear through his torso, his body burning with agonising pain.

Falling to the ground defeated his vision began to go blurry, it was not a glorious death, but there was nothing he could do anymore. He had lost... And Ace had won. He stood in happy comparison to the befallen ninja he had defeated, and rightfully claimed himself capable of leading his team composed of several Genin, including Haru - Nietzsche, even Leon Tenshi and Saruga of the Silent may accompany him in hid conquest over power.

Ace had traveled to kohaigakure in pursuit of discovering what the hold up was regarding a group of wild animals. Now, admittably, wild animals roaming the iron desert was an unheard of ocurrance; normally, the only animals which roam the desert at any time are more along the lines of wolves or coyotes. Ace had his theories about what may be going on, however. If they were true or not, he'd have to find that out once he arrives at the location.

About thirty cliqs left to travel, Ace takes his canteen out and sips from it - refreshing spring water from the Underwater Village has never tasted better. Ace wore a large cloaked jacket over his body, and a mask to cover his face from the sun and provide shade and resistance from sunburn or worse. Despite his clothing cooling his body down in the long run, it was still incredibly hot. Much hotter than he was ever used to walking in. He looked up to see if there was anything worth looking at aside from the piling dunes of this barren wasteland. Nope. Not a single cloud in the sky. Only a blazing star known as the sun. Ace shakes his head accordingly to his mood. "This is depressing."

He climbs atop a iron sand dune, and before reaching the peak, can hear the clatter and noises being made by a series of animals. A herd it would appear to be as his eyes scanned just above the sanded hills of kohaigakure. This was an animal that Ace had never seen with his own eyes before. But based on his knowledge and information that he can process regarding their appearance, he came to the conclusion that the group might be a pack of mountain lions protecting a small oasis from another pack of cougars. They roar and tackle each other in madness and fury. Ace watches from above with admiration of their ferocity and dedication to protect their own.

Ace runs the options of attack through his head and comes to a quick decision. Despite the heat out here, his water techniques can still be created thanks to his new fighting style of Water Encampment Pillar. This is similar to the Hokage whom served Konoha, revered as the greatest water user of the ninja world so long ago. He could create water from nothingness, pure air. This technique however used chakra to produce water, and was alittle more complicated than the original technique. He figured he could probably do this wasting little chakra at all. Still, he overlooked the battle. About three lions have died thus far, and a few cougars have also fallen in the scuffle as well. The remaining count was about four lions, compared to six cougars. If there ever was a time to strike, it was now. Ace lept from the sand dune directly over the group of warring cats.

Five shuriken attached to five fingers on each hand by chakra wire, he throws each down, raining them onto the group of cats from above like hurdling missiles coming to Earth. Ironically, each wire had an explosive tag attached to the tip of the string, and as he felt them pierce, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.... One seal had been activated; setting off each tag consecutively, causing the bunch to explode - fatal damage being done in the process. Before landing, he scanned the area. "Nine landed.. Wheres the tenth?" Looking around, he could note that all of the lions have been taken out. However, there was a cougar that was unaccounted for. He looked amongst the pile of bodies to search for a clue.

As his eyes overlooked the ground scattered with bodies, an injured solitary cougar lays with an injury to its front leg, and a series of cuts marks its neck and body from the massive scuffle with the lion kin. Ace looked into its eyes, and it stared back with desperation. For some reason, he couldn't bring himself to kill the animal. It was already hurt and injured from the battle.. So, he took necessary steps to potentially tame the animal.

Using what knowledge he had of medical ninjutsu, he performed a calculated sewing surgery on the body of the animal, sealing the open wounds. The leg that was injured from the explosion was not in terrible condition, and he noted that it would heal properly - rendering it would be perfectly alright. The cougar purred with thanks, and Ace pet the cat to make it feel better. It was a female, much larger than normal it would seem. Her legs were seemingly built purely for speed.

Whatever the case may be it was time to report back to the village of Kohaigakure and inform the kage of his findings. As he stood and began walking away, the cougar stood and tailed him as well. Ace stopped and looked at the cougar, odd-eyed. Unsure of what the animal wanted, he tossed it some beef jerky and continued walking. Although the cougar caught the food and swallowed it whole in a matter of a few seconds, still, it continued to tail Ace. So, once again, he stopped walking and went toward the cougar instead. He knelt to its face and simply blurted out. "I have the feeling you want to be my friend.. Am I right?"

He'd continue. The cougar seemed to nod its head in approval, purred loudly, growled and rubbed its face against Ace's. He couldn't help but smile. "Right then.. I'll call you Shizume. Do you like that?" Ace asked. One more, the cougar purred and growled in approval. "Okay then, Shizume.. We must goto the Iron Sand Village.. It may take a while though.. As you can see I don't have four legs built for running like you." He laughed.

He walked onward after petting Shizume, and the cat ran behind him, lifted him onto its back and took off toward the village. Ace shook with unexpected anticipation, he didn't expect Shizume to be capable of carrying him. "Oh well," he said to himself. "looks like I'll be able to get around much quicker now that I have you by my side Shizume!" With that, the day ended and Ace headed home. The next day however was much more arousing.

Ace could then be found Meditating on a log, before even attempting to use such a Mastery Weapon, Ace had to focus him chakra as one, which he himself did very well suck at doing, he was mostly the type to just go and conduct the technique, but this time he was not willing to do such a thing, Ace was meditating his chakra as it could be felt by a variety of others if he entered an area, his chakra was creating a binding power source that was conserved within his mind. Ace's Physical Chakra had begun to create a focous upon his C Rank Scroll's that were within his left and right hand, this was creating a connection between the two as he must've been trying to become one with the two scroll's he had placed out, but as he did so, Ace was focousing his Spiritual Chakra within him as it was creating a mixture within his heart as well, his entire chakra source was coming from the spiritual flare within the center of his body, his chakra was emitting all out of his body, his body, mind, and spirit were all trying to become whole if he himself wanted to be the master of the Rising Twin Dragon technique.

Inside of his mind, he would imagine himself sitting pretzel style meditating as there would be two chakra's on each side of him, one was flaring green on his left side and another glowing red on his right, both of these would be his Spiritual and Phisycal Chakra as they represented them both, he would contact the Phisycal power of his chakra and concentrate on the Spiritual Chakra himself as the green flame would envelop his entire body, the blue chakra would flare infront of his eye's as he would reach into it along with green flare of chakra enveloping his entire body, he couldn't control both of them as his Spiritual Chakra would be hurting his body placing damage upon, he would begin to shiver at this in reality as his training caused his chakra to begin to spiral out of control, when finally he would open his eye's as he would gasp for air breathing heavily at what had just happened. Ace would be exhausted from the mental training he had given himself right there and then.

Upon what had happened to him, he would stand up standing on top of the log and instead of trying to contact his summoning of the Rising Twin Dragon's that required both Phisycal AND Spiritual chakra all in one, he was not about to perform the technique until further notice. Instead he was going to train on implementing chakra into scroll's as it was his next way of learning the Rising Twin Dragon Technique's, he would look at both of the scroll's that were in his hand right there and then looking at them both as he was ready to move on to the next course of action.

Moving himself off of the log, he had to think of a way to train this Rising Technique as the first attempt failed, but the second was about to be a success for him. Moving near his scroll's he was going work on implanting chakra into them, but what was needed was the right throwing movement and the right timing, Ace would launch himself into the air jump flipping at least a good 12ft far from the log itself as he spun at a 360 degree upside down landing on his feet as he would kneel on his right knee, he would hold two of his C Ranked scroll's in his hand as he was focused on his chakra as of now. Hee would place both of her C-ranked scroll's on his right and left side facing a upright position as he would quickly move his left and right hand's on each side of his shoulder's on opposite sides of course, but as he did so, his chakra had begun to boil within him as his Spiritual Energy was ready to become one with his scroll's.

Focusing his chakra on both his C-ranked scroll's he would cause his chakra to envelope his hand's as he did this, his Spiritual Energy from his chakra could only connect to the C-ranked scroll's by going into the palm of the hand's which are essentially to the technique going on, he would create a mixture of his chakra to spin within his chest rapidly as he caused his Spiritual Chakra to create a connection with the surface itself slowly traveling toward the scroll, she would close both his eye's and had begun to imagine his chakra being a dragon itself, taking the form of a dragon his chakra did so, it would rotate around his spiritual body as his phisycal form was still in the same position it was before focusing all on his entire as it would envelop his entire spiritual body, the chakra dragon would flare him as it was his soul/chakra that were becoming one. He felt the energy of his chakra flow into his hand's as this was happening he had begun to open his eye's slowly as his entire spiritual form was dissentegrated.

Now he was ready to cause the scroll's itself to become whole, he would focus his entire chakra upon the surface itself as it would envelop the C-ranked scroll's quickly covering it's entire body up as soon as it was fully covered smoke would burst into the air enveloping everything around it including Ace blocking ones view, could see have done it? Let's just see if his concentration was enough..

As he poured chakra into the scroll himself, a huge burst of smoke was launched into the air, but yet nothing else happened, this was embarrassing. As the smoke that bursted all into the air the paper of the scroll would also unravel but would be only 4ft high as it would come raining all idioticly down on the ground like a plastic bag you find on the street floating around. Ace had all of a sudden messed up the technique as he would drop his jaw embarrassed like smacking his forehead. He would stand up watching the scroll's seal both of themselve's up. As he had saw his failed attempt, Instead of trying to do it his way, Ace was taught to not always do thing's his way, but to just let loose, not knowing what the hell that meant, instead of making a stupid list of what to do step by step, if he was going to learn how to master this stupid technique, he needed to become the Weapon and the scroll itself before even attempting to become both as one so he pushed his Zero Field futher breaking its limits.

Ace would pick up one of the C Rank scroll's as he would jump 10ft in the air hanging upside down rotating in a 360 spinning motion as he would move him with the flick of his wrist that the scroll was contained in would be whipped out as a long lash of paper would unravel itself from the scroll surfing through the air rotating in a spinning motion moving toward the ground itself, as he did so, Ace would begin to dive straight through the center of the scroll itself as it spun in a rotating motion making it's way toward the ground, but as it did so, it was soon being reverted back into it's sealing position as it would begin to reverse the way it had spun as if time had caused this sudden burst to occur, but as the scroll did so, it would then whip lash itself into the air finally resurfacing at the start of the scroll's opening and traveled back toward Ace's hand re-wrapping itself into a scroll as it was before finally. Ace would look at how the scroll was moving, it would be fine at first, but it had felt as though something was wrong, but whatever it was, he needed to test it once again.

With sensei's approving nod, I'd smile at his approval. "Next, we are going to learn how to block both outside and inside attacks." he'd tell me as I nodded. Watching sensei first get into his stance, he'd motion me to send a barrage of punches at him alternating between attacks to show each defenses strengths. Nodding, I'd learn through practice against the defense. Starting out softly, I'd smile and throw some light punches at first to get a feel for how they were blocked. Starting with two punches in succession, one from the front and the other from the side, sensei would flawlessly block them. Taking note of how he did, I'd notice that he used the principles of the 360 degree defense but not the Inside defense which baffled me. Trying it again, I'd throw a side punch with my left and an uppercut with my right. Noting his style, he'd shove off my uppercut with his left arm and block my hook with his right. That was a combination of both, but it wasn't much.

Speeding up, I'd throw a punch every two seconds. Seeing sensei's defense flow smoothly, I'd get the pattern for how he defended. Sending in a flurry of punches, I'd watch intently at sensei's defense system since that was my main objective. The mix of the two types of blocks were evident in the freeform low of sensei. With a smile, I'd slightly increase the attack speed to about once every 1.7 seconds to see how he'd react. His flow of defense was not disrupted which I hoped my form would be like when it came time for the true test. However, I needed to see how good sensei was to gather more data. Mixing it up a bit, I'd throw in two low punches simultaneously to see if he would dodge how he told me. Deflecting my left punch with his right elbow, he'd twist to the right to dodge the other one.

Thinking that I could disrupt sensei's flow, I'd increase to about an attack every 1.5 seconds. However, sensei was good and kept up with it. Needing a sudden change to be able to see if sensei was as great as I thought he was. Increasing it to a punch per second, I'd smile as I saw sensei's flow wobble for a moment. It then began to fluctuate between stability and instability. With a smile, I thought I could break his concentration as I began to increase it a bit to 0.7 seconds and noticed him wobble more. With a smile, I'd notice him wobble until it turned to a frown when he started to regain control. I wanted him to give in first as I increased it to two punches per second, about 0.5 seconds per punch. With a smile he'd begin to wobble however, he seemed to be giving up as I hoped with this next few punches he'd break as I saw an opening.

With a smile, I'd stop my fist an inch away from his torso while noticing sensei's stern face. Retracting my fists and bowing, he'd return the bow with his own. "Sensei, may I see you and another person spar like the way we did? I think it'd do me some good if I saw it from a third party's perspective." I'd ask as sensei nodded and motioned another student over. As they both got into stances, the student would initially start with simple attacks against sensei. With a smile I'd watch intently only about a foot away. Watching the slow start, it would only add to the excitement and knowledge I hoped to gain from watching this semi spar. The female student then stepped it up, striking slightly faster with each soft punch she threw at sensei. With longing eyes, I'd watch the spectacle that was playing out before my eyes.

The flurry of strikes flew at sensei as I took mental notes in my head as I watched sensei's defense flow like a stream without anything blocking it. She tried to stop the flow of the stream but it was too strong of a current to be stopped. All the strikes were rejected almost instantly. To try and stop it, she sped up to about one attack per second. However, sensei learned from our spar and blocked each with fluidity. With a smile, it'd turn to a puzzled look as she slowed to a halt. They nodded to each other after the cease fire before sensei started to attack his student. Realizing that they swapped it up to show me two different sides of it, I'd see how she did it. After a minute, I'd see that, compared to sensei, her form was rather sloppy but better than mine.

Watching sensei throw soft punches, I'd notice he was trying to build up her rhythm. After a few minutes, I'd notice her change into a fluid motion of blocking. Sensei then sped up his assault and her rhythm faltered. She struggled to block it all but I'd see her improvement and form that was used. Taking note of how she gained the fluidity of defenses, she conformed her body to a better position before adjusting her arms. Sensei did it the opposite way from what I saw in our spar and the spar I was watching. A good balance of both, from what I thought, would be the best solution and way to integrate this kind of defense into battle situations. With a smile, I'd see sensei increase his flurry to a strike a second. Her defenses faltered quite a bit, but I saw her fluctuate between getting better and worse. Wondering if she could pull off a stable return to defense, I'd watch intently, learning with every punch thrown and punch blocked.

With one last block, her defense was shattered as sensei's next strike broke through her defenses. Sensei stopped about an inch from her gut before retracting his fist and bowing to her. Nodding at sensei, I felt like I was ready. "Sensei, please allow me to try it." I'd tell him with enthusiasm as I got up from my kneeling position. With his nod, I'd get into the proper stance and prepare for the flurry. As sensei started off, he'd send a punch every two seconds to allow me to get my flow. It all seemed like it was hard to start with, like everything, but gradually got easier with each punch deflected. My eyes were getting used to predicting and then defending against the attacks. After about a minute, my peak flow had been reached and deflecting the mixed flurry came second nature to me. It was like taking candy from a baby it had gotten so easy.

However, just as I had gotten used to the rhythm sensei had, he stepped it up a bit to throw punches at me faster using a more random pattern to strike. Was this a test to see how well I could adapt to such a changing format? Or was this to get me ready for real combat? Both of these questions went through my mind as I lost concentration for a bit, slowing down my reaction time. Trying to regain it as well as my focus, I'd watch his movements carefully in order to use the correct block. With a smile, I felt myself regaining control over this little exercise as his attacks were once again melting away into my quick adjustment to my defense. I felt like I was regaining control over his attacks as another trick was pulled from his sleeve. He attacked faster and aimed for visible weak spots.

The new attack pattern was about once every second and slowly going faster. It was enough to make me lose my focus as well as lose my concentration with the attacks made for my weak spots. Sensei was trying to get me to be able to withstand any barrage. My body flowed out of my control into a more focused flow from what it seemed like. With a smile I'd wondered how this was possible as I regained control but not focus or concentration. Building up my concentration, I'd focus on trying to see his attacks before they came after me as I smiled. I was gaining both concentration and focus simultaneously as I felt his attacks becoming slower than my reaction time. However, my joy was shortlived as he went into overdrive to try and get me to be knocked over. With a nervous smile, I'd try to compensate for the difference in our speeds with multiple blocking, however I was losing. I needed to pull it together as I noticed a few attacks headed for my blind spots.

Stopping his last blow, he'd smile and stop the flurry. As he nodded at my success, he'd waste no time moving on. "Next, you must learn to escape from a wrist grab of the mirrored side. Come, try and grab my left wrist with your right hand." sensei said as I shrugged before doing so. As I followed orders, I'd grip his wrist with my mirrored hand. Almost immediately in the blink of an eye, sensei had escaped my grasp. My hand was floating there and I looked like an idiot with his hand out. Wondering how he did it, I asked for a step by step demonstration after I tried to mimic what I could see. Nodding, he'd grip my left wrist with his right hand. Trying to just yank it out, I saw it wouldn't work so I tried doing what I remembered and twisted my elbow towards his. As I did I felt the grip loosening as I took a step forward with my left foot to fully escape it while I punched my chest. Wondering how that works, I'd wait for the explanation.

As I gripped his left wrist with my right hand, I'd wait for his step by step explanation. "If you grab my wrist, I am limited by what I can do right? I can't really make hand seals or punch you or whatever. It causes a blind spot in my performance. To escape this situation, however, I want to make sure I have more power pulling away than forward." he'd say as he twisted his elbow towards mine. "Here, I can move towards myself instead of towards you. Most people will let go if you put enough force since they may think you will punch yourself. However, you avoid this by controlling your strength. It also puts less pressure on your wrist to allow for more flexibility." he'd tell me as he could wiggle his wrist in my grip now before pushing towards himself, breaking my grip. "Now, try it slowly by going through all the motions." he'd tell me as I nodded.

Holding out my right wrist, he'd grip it with his left. Remembering the explanation I just heard, I'd go through it step by step first to remember why it went that way. "First, I loosen the grip or pressure the opponent has on my by pushing towards him with my elbow. If I need to I could step forward with the same foot to give myself more maneuvering room unlike if I used the other foot." I'd say in my head as I slowly performed the first step, moving my elbow towards his as I felt the grip loosen a bit. On my way to his elbow, I'd review the next step. "With my wrist loosened, it doesn't guarantee I'll have an easy time escaping, but it gives me a better shot." I'd say in my head again as my elbow was an inch away from his with plenty of room to maneuver my wrist in. Pushing towards myself with my whole arm, I felt like I could power through his grip as the seconds passed by, the moment of truth arriving.

With a smile, I'd free my wrist with ease before backing up so I didn't hit myself. Sensei gave an approving nod at the end of my slide as I smiled. "Alright, now you must learn how to escape from someone grabbing the opposite side. Grab my left wrist with your left hand." he'd tell me as I approached him following orders. Watching him intently this time, I'd blink once and he was free from my grasp. Shocked, I'd look at my hand and his arm to notice any differences from when I grabbed it. I saw no differences in the way he had his arm to the way I gripped it. However, the simplest thing was off and I couldn't recognize it until I looked carefully. Instead of his fist being horizontal, it was now vertical. This subtle change baffled me, but to get a clearer understanding I'd ask sensei to explain it.

"Sensei, mind explaining what you did while you do it like last time?" with a smile I'd walk over to him as he nodded to my question. As I gripped his wrist like before, he'd begin to explain."To escape this, you can't pull the same trick since the elbow won't reach that far in this far of space. You use your thumb in a hitchhiking motion to escape." he'd tell me as he pointed out his thumb and moved it across to under my wrist. "You go for the weak point in the grip, usually the opponent's wrist, to be able to give enough room to escape as so." he'd say as he escaped my loosened grip. Wondering how that works, I thought about what it would do. Perhaps it would make the opponent arc their wrist to not be touched. That way, the grip would be loosened just enough to escape. Nodding, I'd be ready to try this out on sensei.

"Sensei, I'm ready." I'd tell him holding out my right arm for him to grip. He gripped it with his right hand and I'd go over the steps and think of an easy way to remember them. "So first I need to give myself breathing room. To do that, I 'hitchhike' with my thumb to give myself room." I'd say as I stuck on my thumb, rotating my fist and thumb to under his wrist. As I did, I'd put into my mind that this is the hitchhike escape. "Next all I do is pull out in the room I created, but how do I do it without him regaining control. Perhaps my thumb comes out last." I'd say to myself as I slid my arm towards myself, keeping my thumb up to allow myself to keep this loose grip he had on me. With a smile I'd see it coming but I was slowing down. Perhaps he was regaining his grip as I gave it one quick jolt back, hoping it'd free me from his grip.

As I slipped my arm from his grip like slipping out of a bottle, I'd smile at how easy it was in the end. However, training would roll right into the next technique. "Alright, now you will learn to escape from someone who holds both wrists, at least one way. Hold my wrists up." sensei would say as I nodded and followed command. Holding his wrists up, I wonder what sort of special way he would escape. Perhaps just like the same side escape? Or maybe a mix of both ways. However, I'd be dead wrong as I noticed him rotate his arms, his left clockwise and his right counterclockwise. As he did that, he lowered his head and I thought he was going to headbutt me. Not wanting that, I'd release his wrists and skip back, wondering what the technique was here. Perhaps headbutting the opponent was right, but I needed to ask.

"Sensei, how exactly does one escape?" I'd ask as I repeated my earlier actions to hold his wrists up. "Weren't you watching? I just showed you but I'll go through it once again." he'd say sighing as he looked at me seriously. Was there something I missed? Or maybe he did it and I wasn't really looking for what he did. "First, you rotate your arms inward. Meaning your left arm goes clockwise and your right goes counterclockwise." he'd say as he slowly rotated his arms inwards and down. "As you do that, you drop your head down to your chest to make it seem like you may headbutt the opponent. If he's close enough you will end up headbutting him." he'd tell me as he made the motions. So that's what the secret to it was. I was scared that I was going to be headbutted that I stopped and backed up. However, I knew sensei wouldn't allow it. Nodding, I'd think of a way to escape as we swapped positions, him gripping my wrists high.

Wondering how I would, I'd concentrate for a second on how to get him to release me. A headbutt would be too extreme, but perhaps I'd be able to hit somewhere else. Thinking of where to hit, I'd begin the starting movements of rotating my arms. In the time it took them to get below the mark for the next step, I'd search for a weak spot, a kink in his armor. Spotting a potential spot, I'd smirk on the inside as my arms kept turning. When the next step came, I touched my chest with my chin hoping he'd release me, but he didn't. I needed to go for somewhere I knew I could hit as I thrust forward, my head aimed at his chest to knock him off balance to release my wrists. This was a gamble on my part as I made contact with his chest. Hopefully the blow would make him release me.

As I hit his chest, I knocked him off balance just enough to free my hands as I jumped back a foot. With applaud, sensei smiled at me and I returned it. "Good. Now I will show you the proper way to escape someone holding your hands down via your wrist. Come, hold my hands down." he'd tell me as I complied. Holding them down below his waist, I'd wait to see the response I got. In the blink of an eye, sensei started to move faster than I could track. When he finally stopped after taking a step back, I'd wonder how he did that. From the blur that I saw, he had done the exact opposite of holding them up, but I needed to clarify this with sensei. Could it be possible that simply doing a reverse motion could allow one to escape such a grip? It didn't seem like that was all to this escape.

"Sensei, please repeat the gesture with pointers and explanations please." I'd say as he acknowledged the request and accepted. Going over to him, I'd hold his arms down with a puzzled look as I glared intently as his movements. "Remember that to escape the previous type of hold, what did we do?" he'd ask me. It was a simple question, so he responded immediately. "We rotated our arms inward and down while using our head to intimidate the enemy a bit to release us." I'd say as he nodded before beginning to move. "The last one, we had our hands held up instead of down like now. To escape this one, one must do the opposite of the hands held up release. You rotate your arms inward and upward in a mirrored motion." he'd say as he slowly began to do so as my arms got closer together. He then curled his fingers so he wouldn't poke his eye from observation before my grip got too far away to hold and I released him. It seemed easy enough.

"Sensei, its simplistic nature seems simple enough to do. I'd like to try." I'd say as he sighed before grabbing my wrists and holding my arms down. With a smile, I'd remember how simple the instructions were as I reminded myself in my mind. "Okay... So I mirror the last technique so instead of rotating inwards and down, I rotate inwards and up." I'd say as I slowly took a few practice rotations before I felt I was ready. After, I did a few quick snap rotations to increase speed to see if it helped any, and it did. Taking a few deep breaths, I felt confident in it as I then started to try to escape for real. Snapping my arms inwards and up, I'd almost forgot to curl my fingers so I don't harm my eyes as I jerked my arms feeling his grip loosen. I then tried to jump back hoping I was free of his grip.

As he loosened up, I'd free myself and make sure he couldn't get me by stepping back a bit. With his smile and nod, sensei would be ready for the next escape as I was also ready. "This is the final basic one for your belt. Grab one of my wrists with both hands." he'd say as I nod getting closer and grabbing his left wrist with both hands. Watching his movements to see how he'd react to this type of situation. He couldn't really just escape using the trapped arm, so I wondered how. Getting my answer, he'd reach over with his right hand. Not noticing his left hand had been made into a fist, my attention was fully on his right arm. He then grabbed his left fist as he quickly rotated his left elbow up. Wondering how this would work, I'd notice how it did but not sure why it worked like that as I watched sensei escape.

Sensei knew the drill as he beckoned me to grab his wrist again like I did. Waiting for him to start, I'd take a deep breath in the meantime. "As you already noticed, you can't simply escape this with the caught hand. Therefore, you use the other hand..." he'd stop as he moved his right hand to cover his left fist and hold it up. "to grab your caught hand which is turned into a fist. You then raise it above the wrist line of the opponent. After that, you rotate your elbow..." he'd say as he slowly rotated his caught arm's elbow 180 degrees so it faced upwards. With that, he then put it back down. "quickly to allow yourself time and room to escape." he'd tell me as he quickly snapped his arm up as I felt the rotation speed heat my hands and loosen them. He then escaped as he said previously. It is such a simple escape but the way it is performed is pretty complicated.

Sighing, I'd try to understand its complexity as I held out my right arm as he grabbed my right wrist. Going over the instructions and steps he just said, I'd take a few sighs before I began. Reaching over with my left hand, I curled my right hand into a fist as I grabbed it with my left hand. Raising it up above his wrist line, I'd try to get this next part perfect enough to be released by taking a few practice swings. Slowly rotating my elbow up, my right elbow would be getting used to the motion as I smiled. After doing this three or four times, I'd snap it up another three times before finally thinking I could get it. The snap use of my elbow was to gain speed so I could. With a smile I'd be ready as I snapped my elbow up, feeling his hands loosen their grip on me as I attempted to flee in my moment of chance.

After escaping, I'd wonder what we were going to do next as sensei beckoned me to follow him. He walked to a training dummy as I stared at him with a puzzled look. "Now that the defense portion is taken care of, we will move onto some combat. This is a basic attack so watch carefully." he'd say before turning to the dummy as he got into his stance. Noting his stance, I'd see how he was. His left side was facing forward closer to the dummy rather than his right side. Personally, I was stronger with his right hand but I needed to be ambidexterous I suppose. With a sigh, I'd only see his hand return to where I saw it before the sigh. Wondering what had happened, sensei noticed my cluelessness and reperformed this technique. His fast was too fast for my eyes but I caught a blur. His attack was so fast that I could only gather an outline of the technique he did.

"Umm... sensei. Mind giving me some tips on this?" I'd ask him as he was ready for this. "You only saw a blur right? Well its just a simple punch, similar to the jab boxers do. Just as fast as well. To make it faster, one must put his whole left side into the punch. However, this is also the body as well. It puts more power into the punch as well if you put your body into it. It also helps to curve your fist a little as well, making sure to make contact with the first two contacts of your fist. Also make sure to keep your head close to your chest and roll your shoulder to cover it as well. It helps a lot like so." he'd say as he slowly made the punch to the dummy. I'd watch seeing his body move with the punch as it flowed into the punch. The dummy bent back about ninety degrees before returning up right, sensei dodging its retaliation.

Nodding, I'd take sensei's position as the dummy stopped moving back and forth. Taking the same stance he took, I'd make sure my chin was against my chest and my arms were bent at the elbows to guard my face loosely. As I took a few practice punches, each one was a slow punch to make sure I would get the right motion down. Next, I'd take a few more practice punches, only this time adding in my body to add power to it as the dummy bobbed a little toward the left and right. Believing I got this punch down, I'd take a few deep breaths before finally being able to be ready. Beginning the motion, I'd throw the punch towards the punch, rotating my hand until the knuckles were horizontally aligned. Throwing my body as well into the punch to add power and speed, I'd make contact with the dummy hoping it was as powerful, if not more, than sensei's punch as I threw my body into the punch.

Ace would dash toward the lake that was 12ft from the Log he was near as he would jump into the air rotating at a 360 degree landing on the lake itself as chakra was implanted into his feet, as it was he stood on the lake as if it was a surface, he wouldn't stop moving though of course he now held two C Ranked scroll's within his hand as he would spin like a tornado with the scroll's in opposite hand's as he spun with such grace moving like a demon, he would then unravel the scroll's that were within his hand's and as they were, Ace would allow the scroll to unravel itself as the paper would whip lash out stretching 15ft from Luna as he would spin holding the scroll's dancing with them, in order to control the scroll's itself, he needed to control his body movement, mastering the Rising Twin Dragon wouldn't be given so easily. This training process was now going swell.

Ace excitedly followed his war Captain to a secluded clearing. The war Captain had finally agreed to teach him the basic war techniques. These techniques were only known by members of the Kugeki, and they guarded their secrets jealously. That’s why Ace and his father were traveling to such a secluded area to train. When they arrived, the war Captain talking. “The technique I’m showing you today is called Seiðr Halo. Seiðr Halo allows you to create a halo out of chakra. This halo can then be used for other Pharaoh techniques. The halo is about 100 centimeters in diameter and can be a variety of colors. Watch.”

Ace watched closely as his father began to demonstrate the technique. The captain had turned so his back was towards Ace. She thought this was strange, but understood when a pale blue halo appeared and began swirling behind his mentor’s back. “Wow,” Ace said as he followed the halos movements. “You can even create multiple halos if you practice enough.” His anbu captain noted, gesturing his hands. The halo was quite pretty to say the least after all. As he was speaking six more halos joined the first. “Alright, now it’s your turn,” The war Captain said, turning around.

Ace nodded and began concentrating. Since the halo would appear behind him, he focused all of his chakra to a small point on his back. There were no handseals for this jutsu, so Ace’s chakra control would be the deciding factor in whether he succeeded or failed. He focused, and pushed those thoughts of side and only concentrated on the jutsu. Once he thought he had gathered enough chakra, Ace attempted to create the halo.

He did this by channeling his chakra to a point slightly behind her back. While he was doing this, he saw his father move so that he was behind Ace. The movement was distracting, so he closed his eyes and began working with his chakra again. Ace slowly moved the chakra he had gathered on his back to a point slightly behind his back. It took a while, but Ace was finally able to move all of the chakra he had gathered behind him.

The next step was to make a halo shape with his chakra. This was a little difficult since Ace wasn’t actually touching the chakra. Instead of trying to make the chakra into a halo all at once, he began slowly moving one end of the chakra he had gathered. As the chakra moved, he had left some behind. The less chakra he was moving, the easier his chakra was to control.

When the chakra he was moving reached the point that he started from s
he would have created a halo of chakra. “Good job,” the Captain praised as a glowing halo appeared behind the Ace’s back. “Why don’t you turn around and have a look?” He turned, excited to see what his halo looked like. The halo began to move so it was behind his back again, but not before he was able to catch a glimpse of it. Ace’s halo had more black in it than his war captain’s did, but it was glowing and moving which meant the jutsu had worked. He was incredibly proud of what he'd achieved today. Just some more training to make him even stronger.

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PostSubject: Re: Hol Up! Max Training!    2nd May 2014, 10:56 pm

if your char's rank is still genin, you can't learn S unless taught by Sanin, can't learn A unless taught by Jonin or Sanin. B is fine. Last you will have to name every technique you trained.

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PostSubject: Re: Hol Up! Max Training!    2nd May 2014, 11:01 pm

Blades can train all techniques

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PostSubject: Re: Hol Up! Max Training!    2nd May 2014, 11:21 pm

ah, okay but still name every tech trained also be aware of the amount of time until you can train again

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PostSubject: Re: Hol Up! Max Training!    5th May 2014, 2:57 am

Kabu Seal- C
Embrace of Fear- D
Bakudõ Shield- C
Acute Seal- C
Wet Defense- C
Blood Seal- C
Rope of Faith- C
Double Trouble- C
Black Ikuya Seal- C
Breath of a Lion- C
Blue Viper- C
Blue Focus- C
Light of En- C
Drowning Velocity- C
SCF- C
Raging Updraft- C
Liquid Dynamics- C
Water Prison- C
Nova Disca- C
Water Release: Retro Blast- C
Curved Bullet- C
Liquid Oppressor- C
Hunted by the Oasis- C
Water Release: Beam Carnival- C
Pharaoh Style: Seiðr Halo- C
Pharaoh Style: Chakra Gavinha- C
Pharaoh Style: Jahannam Diyu- C
Fear- B
False Fears- B
Yubiwa- A
Fighting Spirit of True-A
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PostSubject: Re: Hol Up! Max Training!    12th May 2014, 8:49 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Hol Up! Max Training!    16th May 2014, 6:38 pm

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