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                                        Ryuuk seemed a bit shocked when after about five tries, and a pause, Etsuko summoned up an unbelievable amount of power and released a massive Goukakyuu. He watched the waters of the lake part to the side as the flame swept through, then vanished. He didn't feel jealous or confused as of why this would happen. He knew that she was a Jinchuuriki. In fact, that was the reason she was placed under Rosuto. He had heard when Tsuchikage had told Rosuto he was the only one in the village, for now, who could keep her powers under control...because of his Ocular power. Both Ryuuk and Rosuto shared the same Ocular ninjutsu, so why was Rosuto choosen for the task? This was another let down for Ryuuk, back then anyway. One thing he always prided himself in, when it wasn't Genjutsu, was his Sharingan. He knew that Rosuto's Eyes were definetly stronger then his, but the Kage himself depending on them to watch over Iwagakure's only Jinchuuruki? For now, it was alright. Its not like he hated his brother...just felt a bit jealous.

                                        The Genin snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Jester saying he was on his own. Why? Because he didn't have access to a huge amount of power like that? "Hmph" Ryuuk grunted at his funny companion with a small smirk, before facing the lake once again. He was about to attempt another Katon, when in the blink of an eye everything changed. He was now standing directly in the middle of Etsuko and Jester, along with a whole bunch of other Genin. The exams were finally being announced? It looked that way. The only visible person there started to speak about a few things, but Ryuuk was paying attention to something else. There were a lot of strong looking genin here...it wasn't like him, but the thoughts of fighting these people made a shiver go down his spine. What a thrill!

                                        Before he could gather another thought, everyone was summoned to there own fights. When he rose a brow and looked for his opponent, he found her standing feet away from him. A Kunoichi, with green hair. He smiled at her sweetly, before nodding his head. "Good luck" and with that, the battle began. She threw some shuriken at him, but it was nothing he couldn't anticipate. His pupils had lit up into a bright red color, with two black tomoes spinning around quietly. As his Sharingan were focusing on the shuriken, they also picked up on the bright chakra she was gathering in her palms. "Raiton..." he thought as he started to do some hand seals. Before her raiton attack even hit the ground, he had used the body flicker jutsu and vanished in thin air from her line of sight. "Gyaku Bijon; Inverted Vision". He was coming at her from the air, Ryuuk throwing a single kunai at Risa. The kunai wasn't really the jutsu though. Ryuuk was a master at genjutsu, and she was about to find that out first hand.

                                        As soon as she laid eyes on the incoming kunai to try to dodge or deflect it, the jutsu would activate. Her vision would blur for a moment, and when it fixed itself everything would be inverted. Right was left, left was right, down was up, up was down...and by the time she found out foward was backwards, and backwards was foward, Ryuuk would be standing there, hand seals already being performed as he rose a hand over his lower face. "Katon; Goukakyuu no jutsu" and with that, a stream of fire would escape his lips and guide itself towards Risa.



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                                A cool and swift breeze swept the inside of the Urahara store, reaching the room of the sleeping merchant. Laying quietly in his dirty white futon, a blond young male slept peacefully, his quiet snore being drowned by Jinta and Ururu's shouts. At first, the man stirred to the left and right, trying his best to not loose the profound sleep he was in. It didn't last long. His eyes opened slowly as he found himself staring at the ceiling. "Hm...So today is the day" he spoke more or less to himself, his deep green pupils fixing themselves to a small box on the top of his shelf. It was wrapped up in a black binding, a small skull fixating itself in the center of the box. It had taken him longer then he had expected...it sure wasn't something anyone could pull off, just by imagination alone. But It was finally complete...and by the looks of it, just in time. Even while he laid in his futon, he could feel it. The deep and heavy reiatsu signs of the arrancar, the Espada. He wasn't surprised...he had spoken to general Yamamoto right after they sealed Aizen away, about the possibility of the Espada returning. Of course, it was most likely impossible, especially so soon. But then again, to a scientist, nothing was impossible...was it?
                                He had gotten the chance to speak to Aizen before they sent him to "Hell". The other mocked him, telling him that a person with his intellect would have done better at his side. The Merchant simply shook his head and chuckled, making sure he looked at Aizen dead in the eye before he uttered the single sentance; "Sorry. Im just a merchant these days".

                                Urahara Kisuke rose stubbornly of his bed, taking in a deep yawn as he scratched the back of his head. Boy. It sure was loud outside. What the hell was going on? Kisuke quietly rose to his feet, taking a quick shower in his bathroom before slipping on his normal ware of clothes; A light green shirt with a brown leather button sweater, some green shorts and his sandals. He picked up his cane and slipped on his hat before exiting his room, and into the shop. Almost instantly he noticed what was wrong. There was broken merchandise everywhere. Jinta and Ururu were shouting at each other, and an elderly woman was standing in between them, looking more confused then he did. "Good morning pipsqueaks and lady! How can I be of service today?" he asked sweetly as his charming smile appeared on his face. After a few minutes, the elderly woman had left the shop with a few bags of food, and the two kids were cleaning up the mess they had created. It looked as if the fight had started over...fruit. Both of them wanted to be more useful, and intended to help the lady itself...witch broke in a fight and resulted in his precious merchandise being ruined. Of course, he knew better then to yell and point fingers. He simply wasn't that kind of person.

                                "Don't worry, don't worry. Ill just take the money of the broken items out of both your allowances. Now everyone's happy!" he squeaked as he waved his hand around without a care in the world. He almost wanted to ignore both of the kid's faces...of course, everyone was happy but them. Kisuke couldn't help but laugh at there misery! Not in a mean way, just in a "Jajajaja, looser" way. It had taken him a while, but he had only noticed now that Tessai wasn't around the shop. Oh well, he was going to send the man to do him an errand...but a kid would do for now. " Oooh Jinta♥! Would you mind scurring your little feet over to Mr.Ichigo and Ms.Orohime, and tell them to come to my humble home as soon as school is over? And tell them if they won't come, Ill haunt there dreams wearing nothing but a small underwear...pluuh-eeeaaase♥?" he asked sweetly as his feet floated off in the air, many small comical hearts showering over his head, and his facial expression had changed from a sweet smile into a scary, funny but charming one. The Red headed boy had no choice but to accept, and left the store to get the orange haired teenager. Kisuke watched him leave, and calmed himself down. Smiling softly, he closed his eyes and sighed. "And now, we wait"




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                                        Ryuuk seemed a bit shocked when after about five tries, and a pause, Etsuko summoned up an unbelievable amount of power and released a massive Goukakyuu. He watched the waters of the lake part to the side as the flame swept through, then vanished. He didn't feel jealous or confused as of why this would happen. He knew that she was a Jinchuuriki. In fact, that was the reason she was placed under Rosuto. He had heard when Tsuchikage had told Rosuto he was the only one in the village, for now, who could keep her powers under control...because of his Ocular power. Both Ryuuk and Rosuto shared the same Ocular ninjutsu, so why was Rosuto choosen for the task? This was another let down for Ryuuk, back then anyway. One thing he always prided himself in, when it wasn't Genjutsu, was his Sharingan. He knew that Rosuto's Eyes were definetly stronger then his, but the Kage himself depending on them to watch over Iwagakure's only Jinchuuruki?

                                        The Genin snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Jester saying he was on his own. Why? Because he didn't have access to a huge amount of power like that?
                                        "Hmph" Ryuuk grunted at his funny companion with a small smirk, before facing the lake once again. He rose




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                                                                  Too early to be up. It was way to early to be up. The sun was just now rising up in the sky, the first signs of morning light streaming through the windows and hitting Javi dead in the face as he attempted to return into his sleep. It was futile. With a loud groan and a few shakes from his leg, the male hispanic rose like a zombie from his bed, arching ever so carefully towards the bathroom. Why carefully ? He had been drinking with the boys all night, and there was a raging mass of pain jumping around inside his head. Hang over. It didn't look like he was careful enough when he needed to be. Once reaching the bathroom, he flicked on the lights and looked at himself in the mirror. For the average American male, Javi was pretty well built. Wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, the tribal tattoo's around his frame were now clearly visible, as well as multiple old scars...and a recent wound, on his upper left shoulder. It looked to be a few days old, only recently starting to heal. The male gritted his teeth angrily at the thought of the fight, but pushed the thought away as he immediately started to brush his teeth and go on with the usual morning grooming. After that and a quick hot shower in the morning, the male would walk out of the bathroom fully clothed in black jeans, a black long sleeve shirt, red timberland boots and his signature dark red jacket. Perhaps it was because he was still adjusting to waking up, but it had just dawned on him that Mugetsu was no where to be found. Unlike other tamers, this didn't bother him as much as it should have; Mugetsu was raised with him in the streets of Manhattan, washington heights. He had just as much streets smarts, perhaps even more, then the regular hood bangers themselves. The Digimon had probably went off on a morning stroll or something. Again, one would think with all the recent attacks that a tamer would want to keep his digimon by his side at all time. Right ? Even for most of the attacks around new york, Washington heights was relitevely untouched by most. And why do you think that was ?

                                                                  "It appears as if Washington heights is protected by the devil itself"

                                                                  It was Javi's favorite quote, one announced on TV a few years ago after he moved into the heights and started protecting it from the inside. The appearence of Mugetsu's champion form must have been a direct refference to the quote, but everyone from the heights knew more then to mess with a devil. And as it turned out, the devil that had appeared in there community seemed to be protecting them instead of the other way around, so there was no need for them to try and expose the demon. This turned out just perfectly for Javi, and it has been his home ever since. "Oye Ocho ! Que carajo ases ?" the puerto rican slang caught him off guard and snapped him out of his thoughts. He had been standing in the living room for the past few minutes, and now one of friends was standing in the kitchen looking at him akwardly. "I know its rough man...just try to get past it" his friend spoke loudly from the kitchen as he dissapeared behind the wall, only making Javi raise a brow in curiosity. Wait, what ? What was he talking about ? It seemed his friend thought something was bothering him...something he didn't know of yet. Before he could try and ask what had happened, a small vibration came from his upper right jacket pocket. The tamer stuck his hand in the pocket and retrieved his HTC EVO, witch was now vibrating in response to an incoming text message. The screen fuzzed for a second (( Much to his surprise )) , but after a few seconds fixated itself and showed the bolt word 'Outside'. Looking up from the phone and towards the kitchen to see if his friend was still visibly around, Javi turned around and walked out the door, picking up a half full box of newports on the way out. The cold new york weather slammed into his face like a ton of bricks. Even after years of living here, this was something he had never gotten over. He hated being cold.

                                                                  "You couldn't have picked a worst morning to sleep in, idiot !" a childish voice growled from next to him. Javi grinned and looked to his right, Mugetsu now having appeared out of nowhere and sitting right on the rail of the stair cases. The tamer chuckled and took out a ciggeratte, his digimon partner raising his right hand and pointing at the cancer stick. It immediatly lit up, the male giving him a nod as a thanks and procceeding to answer him. "It was Joker's birthday last night, don't give me any lip. Actuallly...he thought I was upset about something just now. Did I start flirting with his girlfriend again or something ?" he asked childishly, letting out a stream of smoke through the side of his lips as he noticed Mugetsu had a serious expression on his face. He could feel it. Bad news was coming, wasn't it ? "....Its Geo...he's been murdered" Javi's face finally showed emotion as it twisted in anger, and once again he began to grit his teeth. He waited for Mugetsu to perhaps correct himself and fix the name he had just said, but it never came...it was indeed the kid. Geo. A 10 year old tamer that lived in the lower area of Manhattan. The small boy would often come around the hood, not intimidated the slightest bit by the gangsters of the heights, and ask them for '8ball'. He could ignore a lot of things, but never a child. Especially when the child turned out to be a tamer. It had only been a few months, but Javi had allowed Geo to come for a visit or two a week, and also had some of his people to walk the kid back to his home whenever he left. But it had been a few days since he had last seen the kid...and now he was dead.

                                                                  There was no need to question his partner. It was only obvious now that Mugetsu had left in the morning to verify this information himself, and as mischevious as the digimon was, he would never joke about the life of a child. " It was by Don Mario's shop down south. Cops are all over it now, but its definetly him...I heard some people say it was an animal from the zoo who did it. You know what that means" A rouge digimon. He had taken it upon himself to delete every major threat in the immediate area, to protect the poor people of his community...yet again, he had failed. And this time, a ten year old was paying the price. Javi felt that familiar surge of rage rush through him, as the phone he was still grasping in his hand began to beep violently. Again, after looking into it, the phone's screen was fuzzy and there seemed to be going on a fritz. What was going on ? This had never happened to the Digivice before...was it a coincidence all this s**t was happening on the same day ? "This is bullshit...im going to find out exactly what happened. You com-" The tamer stopped his sentence halfway as he turned to speak to his partner, but again the Impmon had vanished. Where the hell did he go this time ? And why did he vanish out of nowhere? The answer came to him much more quicker then the first time he had asked it. NYPD patrol cars were now rushing down the street and stopping themselves directly in front of Javi's apartment, three of them. Although the other two cars didn't budge, two police officers came out of the first one. One of them looked over the the other cop, as he then turned to Javi and started to walk over to him. "'8ball' Javier Arroyo. You're coming with me downtown. I need some answers about your whereabouts last night. There's been a murder, and you happen to be a suspect...what a surprise" the cop seemed to tease the Puerto Rican, as Javi frowned and glanced up and down the streets. Sure enough, the 'hood' had reacted to the sudden appearence of the cops, and there were males posted up on the roofs and corners of the street with yellow flags, watching down on Javi to see what happened. The cops seemed to notice this, but were unfazed, and the one near him took out a pair of cuffs. "We can do this the easy way. You aren't under arrest, we jjust have to ask you a few questions. Or we can do this the hard way...and ill call for back up...your boys will probably react and try to help you...and ill take them all down" he paused, knowing full well he had hit a nerve there. Javi shook his head almost instantly and scoffed at the cop. "If im not under arrest...why are you cuffing me, pig." the cop smirked as he placed the cuffs on him, and placed him in the back of the squad car. The hispanic could only watch from the back of the car as they drove him away from his home, the confused faces of all the people in his neighborhood looking right back at him as the car turned a corner, and they were gone. He knew these cops were talking about Geo...they must have found out the boy had been hanging out with him a couple of times. That obviously didn't look good for him...Boy, the morning had started out just dandy. User Image

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                                                                        By the time the sun had came up, the quiet Uchiha was already sitting in the middle of his living room. Crossed legged and a cup of tea sitting in front of him, Mugetsu had his eyes set lazily on the grey and black kitten that was currently jumping around a plate of food. Literally, jumping around it as if something was going to pounce out of it and attack, doing everything but eating the damn thing. It wasn't a ninja cat like most people who met it thought he would be, but he was as paranoid as one would be. Cautious above all else, just like his master. The teen had been sitting there for a while now, deciding last night to get some early sleep since he had finally agreed to a training session with Megane and Akahana, but ended up waking up earlier then he should have. As he scratched his face lazily and let out a yawn, he pondered on how insistent the two had been for them to get back on regular training sessions like before. The training sessions had become irregular in schedule since Mugetsu only showed to them every once in a while, but they got it across to him in their last one that if he didn't show up, they'd come to him. The sound of the plate being flipped over snapped him out of his hazy thoughts as his eyes met with the kittens. Sitting there. So smug. It was a while before either of them moved, Jin being the one who eventually just got up and walked away slowly from the pile of cat food resting on the floor. Mugetsu snapped up to his feet and went to reach for the plate to throw it at the feline.

                                                                        "I hate that cat."

                                                                        The Uchiha muttered half an hour later as he walked out of his apartment and into the morning streets of Konohagakure. As he walked through the crowd in as slow a pace as possible, he tucked his hands into his pockets and rolled his neck to try and push away that 'wanting to go to bed' thought that kept whipping the back of his mind. A tingle of ache ran through his back, reminding him of how little sleep he had gotten since he last trained on his own yesterday. It wasn't too bad but he would have to avoid showing any sign of it, at least hope he did before Akahana noticed. Mugetsu turned a corner nearing the training fields and nearly knocked over and old lady who had turned the same corner, yet she was running for some reason. She didn't even stop to look at his face and just kept running . A blank expression on his face, Mugetsu watched her vanish in the crowd before turning and continuing his walk, reaching the training fields only a few minutes later and noticing Megane already there. A small grin finally crept on his face as he looked at her up and down. "I bet you've been here for a while, huh ?" he asked bluntly as he approached her. That wasn't weird at all, she was always the first one to pop up. Super duper team leader style of course. Removing his hands from his pocket, he took a few looks around looking for Akahana, wasn't that odd to not be on time either to be honest . "Hows it going Megane ? Did you see that old lady?" he threw in the last question in randomly as he turned to look at his teammate with a curios look in his eyes.


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•Where?:Throne room; Planet Vegeta
•Who?: Zarbon, Shiki
•time?: ~ Mid-day
•Powerlevel: 30,000
•Feeling?: -- Irritated, a bit surprised


"I'm making perfect sense you're just not keeping up!"


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Frieza hesitated momentarily as his father hushed them both down, his fingers cracking slightly as he clenched his fist. He absolutely detested being quited down, father or not. But if there was one person he'd have any respect for it was definitely King Cold. Granted, the child had surpassed his father in power eons ago, but to deny any kind of relationship between the two would be a far fetched lie. So he did so and remained quite as Cold spoke, his eyes still narrowed coldly at Cooler. So he was on Vegeta doing a bit of recruiting, eh ? Most would thing this would send the small tyrant into yet another fit of rage, but it didn't seem to bother him a bit. There were plenty of powerful monkeys on this planet...his planet, but he was sure that most of the valuble ones were still right under his thumb. As he mentioned that the ones he was seeking didn't seem to be on the planet anymore, Frieza was quite sure he was talking about Bardock and the rest of the gang, but never the less still said nothing. It was only when Cold was done talking that he finally spoke, his words filled with malice. "I don't care wether I was alerted to you being there or not, if you're going to cross into my side of the territory you will inform me firsthand, not wait till I find out by my own accord. Pray it doesn't happen again, big brother, I wouldn't mind dirtying my hands at all for the sake of my empire. Im sure we can at least both agree on that " a sinister grin grew on the ice djnns face, as his eyes seemed to hold a crazed look. For a moment King Cold wasn't even there, it was just him and cooler, radiating with blood lust. But this was only momentarily, as his brother broke the silence and began to kiss his fathers a**, like always. At the mention of a banquet, the emperor uttered out a small chuckle and nodded rather eagerly. "Of course, father. It would be just delightful to see you again. Cooler, since you're already here, go ahead and make the preparations. Ill be heading you're way shortly. Well then, ill be seeing you both soon. Father..." he nodded at the King just as the communication link was ended. At once, Frieza slammed his right hand into the side of the throne, crushing it completely with relative ease. How dare he...Cooler, act so nonchalant about his organization, as if he could do as he pleased just because they were siblings ? It seemed that the time to teach that b*****d a lesson was coming in a rapid pace. Brother or not, he would have no qualms about crushing him star dust.

Out of his sheer anger he had noticed noticed the blinking light on the side of his scouter. A message. Finally...he had been expecting this months ago already, it was probably Bardock with an update on planet earth. However, it caught him completely by surprised when instead he heard Taro's voice in the message, the strongest of the Saiyan elite's he had. Frieza listened quietly to the message, his brow raising curiously as the man informed him that the planet had indeed not been wiped as the data records indicated. As he was told months ago, Bardock took more then the necessary men he was told to take, but it seemed this baffled even the elite, as there were apparently only weak low leveled life forms in that dirt ball. And then in the message it was mentioned he wanted to train some off-worlders....could he be reffering to the saiyan who was sent to exterminate the planet in the first place ? Frieza clicked the side of the button once more, replying to Taro almost immediately. "There are too many of them there. I doubt any of them would pose you a threat, but together things might get ugly. Especially from Bardock. Do as you must, and if he gets out of hand terminate him immediately. You're priority, however, is that infant saiyan. I want him killed. I have something to attend to...ive had enough of there treachery and rebellious acts. Exterminate them all if they get in your way. Keep me posted Major Taro" The ice djnn released the button, finally climbing to his feet and beginning to walk out the throne room. So his gut instinct was led to be true then; Bardock really was up to no good. And to take a handful of Saiyans with him...was it to protect that ball of dirt ? For what reason ? And whom was he protecting it from? At the thought of Bardock and a bunch of monkeys rising to defend whatever was on there from the emperor's wrath, Frieza laughed menacingly, not even noticing Vegeta and Shiki as he flew off into the sky towards Cooler's embassy. Hopefully within the time he was with his father and brother Taro would send him another update, it would be just fantastic to hear that he himself had killed Bardock and dispatched of the others. Unlike the other saiyans, who had difficulty following orders when not pressured to do so, Taro was a fine example of a loyal soldier, and he was good at what he did. It wouldn't be surprising at all if by the time the tyrant had gotten to earth, it was completely annihilated of living organisms and ready to be sold off .




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"What irony. Such beauty sprung up from such an ugly soil."

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                                        Ryuuk seemed a bit shocked when after about five tries, and a pause, Etsuko summoned up an unbelievable amount of power and released a massive Goukakyuu. He watched the waters of the lake part to the side as the flame swept through, then vanished. He didn't feel jealous or confused as of why this would happen. He knew that she was a Jinchuuriki. In fact, that was the reason she was placed under Rosuto. He had heard when Tsuchikage had told Rosuto he was the only one in the village, for now, who could keep her powers under control...because of his Ocular power. Both Ryuuk and Rosuto shared the same Ocular ninjutsu, so why was Rosuto choosen for the task? This was another let down for Ryuuk, back then anyway. One thing he always prided himself in, when it wasn't Genjutsu, was his Sharingan. He knew that Rosuto's Eyes were definetly stronger then his, but the Kage himself depending on them to watch over Iwagakure's only Jinchuuruki? For now, it was alright. Its not like he hated his brother...just felt a bit jealous.

                                        The Genin snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Jester saying he was on his own. Why? Because he didn't have access to a huge amount of power like that? "Hmph" Ryuuk grunted at his funny companion with a small smirk, before facing the lake once again. He was about to attempt another Katon, when in the blink of an eye everything changed. He was now standing directly in the middle of Etsuko and Jester, along with a whole bunch of other Genin. The exams were finally being announced? It looked that way. The only visible person there started to speak about a few things, but Ryuuk was paying attention to something else. There were a lot of strong looking genin here...it wasn't like him, but the thoughts of fighting these people made a shiver go down his spine. What a thrill!

                                        Before he could gather another thought, everyone was summoned to there own fights. When he rose a brow and looked for his opponent, he found her standing feet away from him. A Kunoichi, with green hair. He smiled at her sweetly, before nodding his head. "Good luck" and with that, the battle began. She threw some shuriken at him, but it was nothing he couldn't anticipate. His pupils had lit up into a bright red color, with two black tomoes spinning around quietly. As his Sharingan were focusing on the shuriken, they also picked up on the bright chakra she was gathering in her palms. "Raiton..." he thought as he started to do some hand seals. Before her raiton attack even hit the ground, he had used the body flicker jutsu and vanished in thin air from her line of sight. "Gyaku Bijon; Inverted Vision". He was coming at her from the air, Ryuuk throwing a single kunai at Risa. The kunai wasn't really the jutsu though. Ryuuk was a master at genjutsu, and she was about to find that out first hand.

                                        As soon as she laid eyes on the incoming kunai to try to dodge or deflect it, the jutsu would activate. Her vision would blur for a moment, and when it fixed itself everything would be inverted. Right was left, left was right, down was up, up was down...and by the time she found out foward was backwards, and backwards was foward, Ryuuk would be standing there, hand seals already being performed as he rose a hand over his lower face. "Katon; Goukakyuu no jutsu" and with that, a stream of fire would escape his lips and guide itself towards Risa.



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                                                          Pummeled. Again. This time literally to the ground. As Akira struch his chest, Jinzou felt the force of the attack buckle his knees and again made him stumble backwards, this time making him fall on his a**. Leave it to the only being alive who could make him look this ******** stupid in less then three seconds...and without a warning too ! The young ninja grabbed his chest in pain just as Akira walked over to him, and ruffled his hair. After expressing how good it was to see him again and that he was slacking on his training, the young Uchiha scoffed and spat to the side. "[******** you. You had to sneek up on me to get that first shot" he growled angrily as he took the older male's hand and stood up. He was just made a fool of in front of his teammates and some random chick, yet all he was doing was cursing a bit. Why ? This was just to show how much respect he had for the other Uchiha. If it had been anyone else, there would have been an a** kicking to have been handed out, following a series of angry shouts. As he introduced himself Jin couldn't help but look to the side awkwardly, as if he wasn't paying attention. It felt as if his Dad had just came in and kicked his a**, and was now trying to be friends with his friends. Akward.

                                                          Had he asked Hakki to the festival ? Did he mean as a date ? "Yes. He did" he answered himself slyly, scratching the side of his head as he watched Akira introduce his female friend. The Uchiha had told his teammates about his personal sensei, who was about the only person he looked at from a parental view. He was so irritated at the fact that he was so close to actually socking his master in the face...that would have been glorious. The people who knew about his secret ability to become intangible might have asked why he hadn't done it during the fight ? It was simple; The only person who knew the truth about his ability and all its working was Akira. Whether he could stop the jutsu or not was irrelevant, his sensei knew the limits of the jutsu's and would have been well prepared. It would have been a complete waste of time. And besides..."I was so ******** sure id get him that time he thought to himself stupidly, just as an explosion took place in the distance. The boy's head snapped in the direction of the attack, and it wasn't hard to tell what was happening...even from a distance. The village was being attacked.

                                                          Jinzou heard Akira call his name and state how he knew the boy wouldn't stay, even if told. "You're damn right man ! Lets go !" he yelled angrily, but felt a trickle of excitement once he heard the elder agree to take him. He was ready. After listening to what Akira told his teammates, Jin looked at them both and gave them a small smile. "It was nice seeing you guys again..." he nodded, ignoring the fact that he had just met up with his teammates after a long time...and it JUST so happened the village was being under attacked. Now ? Out of all times ? Without a second to delay, the Uchiha used the body flicker to vanish on the spot and follow Akira. Standing alongside his master as he recognized the target, Jinzou's pupils lit up into the three tomoed Sharingan just as Akira's flared into view. He didn't say anything, only nodded in acknowledgment when the other signaled to move in. After another body flicker, the younger Uchiha would appear in a blur behind the his 'partner' and remain quiet. His Sharingan focused quietly on the person he was talking to, making sure she didn't make a move he couldn't see.









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☠ Mateo ◕ The Abyssal One ◕ Mihawk ☠
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              ☠ APPEARANCE
                The pirate at large is 19 years old
                A known member of Yonkored
                Date of Birth is 07/11
                Gender is Male
                Most likely to be seen flirting with Female
                Stand at 5'6 and weigh 162 pounds
                Most likely carrying Amaresu; A Black bladed Japanese Katana.
                Have possibly eaten the Mera Mera no mi

              ☠ DETAILED INTELLIGENCE
                Our Researcher have deduced this of pirate's past:
                Mateo was force fed the Mera Mera no mi at an extremely infant age to become the deadliest weapon to one of the previous Yonko of the seas. But thats getting ahead of the story. He is the youngest of the legendary swordsmen Mihawks children, being nothing short of a miracle birth during the man's golden years. However, as most children from infamous pirates, the father and other siblings were never able to discover this b*****d child of his, more or less because since the day he was born he was kidnapped by Exio, at the time one of the Yonko's of the seas. Exio had discovered the truth somehow of the infants heritage during one of his many raids on an island in the grand line. Deciding to take the child for his own selfish needs and to further exploit his possibly limitless potential as a human being, the man literally massacred the entire island to avoid any leak of information and took the baby with him. It was only right before Mateo learned how to walk that the emperor had a thought; By force feeding the Mera Mera to the child, the infant would grow accustomed to the paranormal body of a logia at an early age as it would seem to be a really a natural thing to him, giving him further time to train and beat into him the necessary strength he needed on his side. So that's exactly what he did.

                At first it was an incredibly wild experience. A toddler with emotions that couldn't be controlled on his own would usually end up in the immediate surrounding of places or people being burnt down to crisps, only one with the strength and resources of Exio could handle such a thing. In the beginning Mateo would be kept in a sort of container in his fluid flame form; Apparently to allow the child to develop a sense of control and familiarity with his deadly fire power. Of course, he was still a child, and not knowing how incredibly cruel this was had no problem with. By the age of four Mateo had learned to not only span back and forth between forms, but to keep his temper and emotions in check due to bad experiences with flash fires. Only a year later, once he had learned how to live in his regular form among the rest of the crews and be taught to read and write, the real training began. At the tender age of five Mateo was not allowed to socialize with anyone or to live like a normal kid his age would. Exio had a devil fruit ability that allowed him to make things heavier or lighter at only a touch of his, so for the next 8 years he would force Mateo to live and train under increased weighted conditions to peak his physical conditions and vitality. The child nearly died several times, again, only surviving the ordeal because of the resources available to the Yonko at the time. At the age of 13, Mateo was a deadly force and could easily out match most of the emperors crew within seconds, which was saying something given the crews reputation. As Exio predicted, beating into the child nothing but brutality and combat training had created a perfect monster; His perfect monster. Mihawks traits would soon surface in the child as he developed a keen control on his own of the Color of observation Haki, along as being swift and blunt with a katana .For the next few years Mateo would work alongside Exio as his deadliest weapon and brush up on his new skills, finally being able to explore and live like a normal human being after such an animal like childhood. It was then that the gears in his head began to click.

                Upon watching children and humans for the first time live normal lives, Mateo began to question his upbringing by the man who had given him everything; Power, fame, a place to live (( Granted it was cruel, but he knew of no other life other then the pirates one )) . This curiosity began to cause a stir in him, a drift beginning to form between him and Exio that the ladder couldn't help but notice. It was when Mateo began to question the man about his childhood that Exio decided it was starting to become a problem; Someone of Mateo's strength couldn't be allowed to just wander from his side, especially with all the money and time he had dedicated to the boy. So on the kids 16th birthday, Exio made a choice to take him out before it was too late. Only hours before that, a person whom Mateo to this day still dosnt know if belongs to the government or not revealed what little information he knew about the boy; The truth about his real parent, Exio's massacre of his home land, and how he developed Mateo into his own personal power weapon for his own selfish needs. He was robbed of a childhood, something he'd never be able to get back. The fierce battle that came afterward was known to pretty much every pirate who knew about Exio, which again was saying something since he was an Emperor to the sea. Although incredibly powerful, the man had breeded a monster of his own image, and with his wining strength due to old age as opposed to Mateo's still developing power at such a young age, he was crushed and killed in the end. Still radiating blood lust, Mateo proceeded to slaughter and kill every single one of the emperors crew members, effectively removing the whole crew from existence. His sheer strength and the fact that he had taken out not only an Emperor of the sea, but his whole crew put the world government on edge. He proclaimed himself a Yonko on the spot and no one opposed, taking his fathers last name as a final tribute to the man he never got to meet. He is now 19, Over the years his infamy has spread, also deciding to never create his own crew because of his lack of empathy with others (( Due to his upbringing )) .



                Our Informants tell us he may act like this:
                Mateo is a solitary figure, having never been able to establish a real connection with anyone through out his whole life has made him a very independent person. Because of this he also lacks enough empathy to ever really understand someone; His whole life has been dedicated to the purpose of being a monster in battle, so the only way he can ever really relate with someone is through the clash of strengths. He is wise and mature way beyond his age and talks like he's from another time, harshly subjected and made to rapidly grow in nature and thus skipping entirely his childhood and its tender teachings. Although usually calm and collected much like Mihawk (( He's a spitting image of him )) , he has been known to succumb to random blood lusts episodes in which he usually prefers to be out in the middle of the sea, as to not hurt anyone. This has also been compared to him having spontaneous 'temper tantrums', something he was again forced to suppress as a child. He does, however, love candy and usually expresses grand softness in those brief moments where he treats his sweet tooth.




                Their likes
                ✔ Candy
                ✔ Fighting]
                ✔ Sake [[ Obviously too young for this. But who cares, he's a pirate ))
                and their dislikes
                ✗ Crys from Children
                ✗ Overconfident fools
                ✗ enclosed places

              ☠ COMBAT SKILL
                Our Agents have deduced the fighting style of the pirate includes:

                All his life Mateo was shaped to be a living weapon. Even without his Mera Mera powers, Mateo was more then a match to anyone on the previous emperors crew. With six-seven years of physical training under heightened gravity, Mateo has gained inhuman strength and endurance with a significant climb of vitality and energy. Even without the use of Haki, his raw strength alone is enough to crack and damage the side of a galleon-sized ship with just his grip.

                X. Swordsmanship; Taking after his father, Mateo uses a black bladed Katana he calls Amaresu. Although he wouldn't consider himself a master swordsmen just yet, he is skilled enough to fight on par with most well known swordsmen and samurai alike in the new world, more then likely due to his inhuman physical properties that make up for his lack of skill against more experienced bladed users. He can also combine his Haki/Fire powers with his swordsmanship, making him a deadly adversary in a clash of weapons fight.

                Mera Mera no Mi (( Flame Flame Fruit )); The Mera Mera no Mi is a Logia-type Devil Fruit that allows the user to create, control, and transform into fire at will. Even among previous users of the fruit or other Logias, what makes Mateo so deadly is that he has grown alongside this power since before he could walk, making his experience with this ability incredibly natural like breathing or blinking. Even while not in use of the fluid body, he can do things like increase the temperature of his surroundings to astounding heights, or focus on something and make it bursts into flames without touching it. A clear sign that the Yonkai has been in a place or island is when signs of melted carcasses or buildings are seen, and even with the passed days the melting figures are still burning hot.

                Techniques;

                Fire Manipulation; Mateo can literally create anything out of the element of fire, and formally control it as he pleases. This is aside from his named techniques, simply meaning there is no limit to the kind of attacks he can create on a whim.

                Kagero ( "Heat Haze" ): Mateo shoots a stream of fire from the palm of his hand. The intensity and width/power of the attack may differ, one of his simplest techniques.

                Higan ( "Fire Gun" ): Pointing the index and middle fingers of both hands at an opponent like guns, Mateo turns his fingertips into flames and shoots bullets made of fire from them. The intensity and attack power of the bullets may differ. This attack turns into "Kuro; Higan" when in combination with the armaments haki. (( When in effect, the fire bullets themselves gain more physical properties to heighten damage output, small explosions occurring on contact))

                Bakuro ( "Exposure" ) : With a command on thought, Mateo is able to increase the temperature of his surroundings to extreme degrees with no ill effect on his own person. Although the exact radious of this technique is still unknown, he has been seen using it to balance out a whole island's temperature (( Severe blizzard island )) and keep it that way for an extended period of time. It seems that the hotter he raises it, the shorter the radius is. This attack in combination with his Haoshoku Haki is perhaps one of his deadliest techniques, do to the ill effects of the haki on weaker people and the heat effects on the human body. He uses this attack in different ways too, whatever he's in the mood for.

                Marusu Dangan ( "Mars Bullet" ); His signature technique, Mateo's whole right arm is surrounded by a concentrated flame . It doesn't change his arm into flames, the arm itself is surrounded by the fire, his physical properties are kept to increase the damage output of the technique. Its a close combat technique with enough explosive power to incinerate and decimate anything it lands on, large portions of a mountain side instead of being reduced to rubble were turned to nothing but ashes. Aside from this being Mateo's highest physical attack, what makes it dangerous is the concentrated heat on his arm that begins burning and/or melting its target right before it connects, usually weakening the defenses of it before going in for the final impact. This attack turns into "Kuro; Marasu Dangan" when in combination with the Armaments Haki. (( When in effect with Haki, the attack shows no signs of heat or its previous extra effects; Instead being concentrated into a pure raw missile punch type attack that draws out all of Mateo's physical properties. ))

                Seken Hakaisha ( "World Destroyer" ) ; Mateo's ultimate attack. He concentrates every portion of heat and fire into the palm of his right hand and points it upward, creating a massive fireball many times his own size. For maximum power the man needs time to gather all of it, although it can be released prematurely. At max power, this attack has been known to sink and destroy whole continents at the mercy of the Yonko , although to this extent it has only been seen used twice. Its usually used at a much weaker and quicker version, still with enough power to not be taken lightly. This attack is the only technique that actually seems to wear the user down, the more power and time that is dedicated too it, the more strain it puts on Mateo as all of his fire power is used to create it. The Logia user is unable to use any of his fire power for a limited time after the attack that directly pertains on how much power was used on it (( Meaning if it was at maximum power, his fire power is gone for about an hour or two, time reduced significantly if released prematurely )) .

                X. Kenbunshoku Haki
                X. Busoshoku Haki
                X. Haoshoku Haki






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