Hidden Mist Village

[Being]

Ikkoku quickly turned his downward gaze in time to see the sickly-pale ninja throw his claw-like weapon at him. “Woah!” Leaping backwards out of the tree, Ikkoku landed on his feet next to the other two victims of this creep’s assault. What the hell was he? On top of that, the swarming mosquitoes were becoming more and more of a nuisance. Wait. Was he one of those ninjas that controlled bugs with chakra? Come to think of it, these mosquitoes looked a little strange, as well. They seemed to be…glowing? Maybe they weren’t being controlled by chakra. Maybe…could they be MADE of chakra? He’d never heard of anything like that before. Ow! Dammit, they just kept biting! Oh, crap. What if they were poisonous? Why else would someone make mosquitoes? Turning to the guy he had landed next to, Ikkoku asked, “Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know any medical ninjutsu, would you?”

3191+152=3343 SP  

[Reaver Darkside]

Running? Doding? It seems that the over all power difference wasn't exactly clear to this male just yet. But that was fine, a game was a game and that was how it was going to play out. It was only one more experiment for Reaver to use to toy around with his over all abilities that he had in his possession. Grinning, Reaver leaps off the tree in a moment's notice, moving through the air as a sickening looking orb of black and green substance forms within both of his hands, this substance was then thrown at the same time through both hands in order to go cascading for Ikkoku's body in an attempt to slam into him. The interesting thing about these orbs were that they were significantly larger then the orb looked, they had an outer layer of disease that would expand outwards without being able to be seen in order to catch a dodging opponent off guard as they attempted to move past the orbs. These orbs were lined with the more dangerous of the diseases that Reaver had in his possession, things such as Myotonic Dystrophy, which causes: weakness and muscle wasting to the face, lower legs, forearms, hands, neck, as well as delayed relaxation of muscles after their contraction. A secondary disease hidden within these orbs were that of Graves Disease, which would cause an increased energy expenditure. Making techniques cost fifty percent more to be used. If someone were to touch one of these orbs, or even have them pass by in a radius of five feet or less from the size of the rather basketball sized ball. These balls were thrown with such momentum, that they would rocket forward with the speed of a decently well aimed Kunai, and were thrown at such angles that dodging to the sides would be quite impossible.

Of course, Reaver was not simply done with a simple throwing of a Disease Orb, he had much more planned for this little bit of fun he planned to have at this very moment and time. Grinning, he then holds both hands out at a slight angle, in the direction of his opponent, with the use of no needed hand seals disease would actually seem to conjure itself and flow outwards from Reaver's body like that of his own chakra. The green black haze like substance instantly launching outwards in the form of two sets of one hundred three inch long needles that aimed to pierce the opponent's skin and cause them to actually become infected by a sinister completely different set of diseases that had been easily placed into the needles to which functioned close to the same as the Disease Orbs but at a faster velocity. Instead of actually causing harm to an opponent's body, they would shoot forward in a shotgun like blast with a decent deal of momentum backed behind them. Aiming to fill the entire area of movement in one foul swoop and catch the opponent as they attempted to flee in whichever direction they chose only moments after the Disease Orbs were thrown. Even if they all were dodged, the invisible barrage of diseases hidden in an air based flurry around each and every needle, made it into a pure wall of diseases to which would infect the opponent as soon as they were close enough, through drawing their substance in through the opponent's very skin and pores, or through their mouth itself.

Reaver Senimaru grins wickedly to himself as he finally lands upon the ground after sending his first two attacks forwards in a rapid assault. Why would he give his opponent time to seek a healer. He was the healer, he was the healer, and the disease caster, and no one was capable of protecting themselves as far as Reaver was concerned. Drawing his hand behind his back as he began moving, he drew the sinister black and silver blade of his Scythe from where it was held. Snapping the blade open from the shaft itself, Reaver then begins moving in the speed that was his own, a speed matching that of the Jounin rank to which Reaver had earned. A short laugh shot from Reaver's mouth, as he would then raise the scythe and swing it downwards with his hand sliding across the shaft in order to get the maximum reach and use the full weight of the large blade with a skillful ability. There wasn't much of a lapse, and as far as Reaver was concerned this stupid male that had dared come and attempt getting in the way of his work was going to pay with the ultimate payment. Their life.

Techniques

ActivatedDisease Orbs
This technique allows for Reaver to actually create an orb of pure disease and cast it in his opponent's direction. or wield it much like that of a Rasengan. Pulling diseases and viruses from the air and forming them into a spiraling greenish black mass held with one open hand. Reaver can actually use that to infect his opponents with any number of diseases. The way this orb works, is that after pulling the diseases from the air and making them into a more solid ball. They actually take on every type of formation from liquid to gas in order to be used perfectly. When thrown it actually decompresses and releases a large secondary ball of fumes that makes it harder to dodge. As well as the actual ball can strike and stick onto the opponent, before entering their very pores. Surely a deadly technique and not one to be struck by. If the correct virus is used in conjunction with it.

Disease Needles
This technique allows for Reaver to be able to use the same idea of his Disease Orbs in order to create a sort of needle of pure disease. By holding a single hand towards the opponent, Reaver can cause disease to form from his body and around him, forming into multiple small three inch needles of pure disease, that like the Disease orbs, they actually take on every type of formation from liquid to gas in order to be used perfectly. When shot it actually decompresses and releases a large ball of fumes that makes it harder to dodge. As well as the actual needle can strike and stick onto or even pierce, the opponent, before entering their very pores. These needles can be formed in groups of 100, and shot like a shotgun spray in a single direction from either of his hands, anytime he chooses.

Automatic
Scythe Expert
This is nothing more then a sort of Kenjutsu technique that activates itself as soon as he begins using his scythe. Using his scythe, he becomes an expert, able to use swift strikes as if it were a sword, and counter with either side of the weapon. With this, he can spin the weapon by it's shaft, using it to deflect incoming strikes and knock them away, before being able to counter with a jab of the spiked end of the scythe, or a slash with the bladed end. This technique simply allows for him to have a skillful mastery of the use of a scythe.

 

[Uchiha Damian]

The words Rakurai spoke fell upon dead ears it would seem as his opponent melted. Relief spread upon his face as the body was destroyed rather quickly before his eyes. The heat waves emanating from the attack tanned his face slightly and the ash made his hair a grayish color, "Well now.... that was a bit easier then I thou...."

His words were caught in a blur as the opponent flickered into existence much too close for a counter attack. Rakurai's eyes had only just picked up the movement infront of him before two palms emanating chakra slammed into his eye sockets. An overwelming pain sank within his body as Rakurai flew into the "one tree" that had survived Fai Ryu's black fire.

It was several moments later that Rakurai came to, startled by the newcomer whom had asked if he knew Medical Jutsu. Flicking his hand at the boy, Rakurai attempted to open his eyes but only saw darkness, "What the hell is this? I can't see.... Is this Genjutsu?" The boy to his side had no idea what he'd just got involved in. Rather irritably, Rakurai muttered to the stationary existence, "Yes.... I know some Medical Jutsu, but that will not help you now." As he spoke this, Rakurai visualized the defensive shelter the Raiga family had built before his birth. He'd be safe there for the time being and his grandfather would be near enough to find him. Two fingers spread the portal wide enough for two bodies just in case the newcomers body happened to fall through the opening as he jumped.

As Rakurai made his jump, Fai Ryu would spread a dark black smog from above that would cover the village five miles in diameter. With Rakurai gone from the area, Fai Ryu had fulfilled his contract with his last technique and thus vanished to be summoned again in the future.

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[Being]

Man, this guy didn’t give much time to act. Quickly noticing his opponent was about to throw some sort of spherical attack towards him, Ikkoku was about to perform one of his original techniques to combat it when he saw a portal open up out of nowhere. “What the fu…” Seeing the temporarily blinded ninja jump in, he figured it would be a good idea to join him. Grabbing the girl he had followed by the wrist, he too jumped into the hole in the fabric of reality, soon finding himself inside some building. From the build of the place, it looked like some sort of shelter or home base, most likely belonging to the guy who had brought them there. “So, uh………exactly what the hell did you do to piss that guy of…..oh, boy….” Leaning down and grabbing his stomach, Ikkoku ran to the closest thing that looked like a trash can and puked. He hadn’t felt so good for a few minutes, most likely from those damn chakra bugs that kept biting him. He’d felt a bit hot and dizzy, and now he was losing his dinner from last night. What a waste. “Ugh…..you, uh……..you sure you can’t help me out with that metical jutsu of yours?”

3343+209=3552 SP  

[Uchiha Damian]

The unannounced visitor, whom was being eaten up by Reaver's mosquitos that had miraculously survived Fai Ryu's black fire that had destroyed everything, had failed to block the attack in which Rakurai had thrown upon trying to fend off the intruder. Upon flicking his hand before, Rakurai had thrown a kunai with his invisibility orochi. Blood would seep from his wound as the boy fell face first infront of the closed portal. Death had become his only solice.

Rakurai's battle worn body slammed onto the concrete floor of the battle shelter. His body felt as if it was undoing itself from the inside and the pain within his head still had yet to cease. "What did he do to me?" said Rakurai in a worried tone. Perhaps too he would meet the same fate as the boy whom he had just killed. Slowly, both of his hands lifted to the eyesockets that had been slammed only minutes prior. To his amazement, there didn't seem to be anything wrong physically with them, which was odd since Reaver had pushed something into his eyes upon attacking.

Confusion spread as beads of sweat poured from his forehead onto the concrete. Gramps used this battle shelter to cure his herbs and would most likely be down here later today or tomorrow. For now he would rest and try to replenish the strength that he had wasted fighting the over powered nin before.

The youth nodded off into a dream filled with much pain and no answeres to any of his questions. Hopefully the girl had made it out of there alive. It was a shame that he'd not been able to defend her, but it was hard enough defending himself against the intruder....

"OWWWWWW!" said Rakurai as his Grandfather touched his head.

Old man Raiga knelt before the youth with a pained expression that Rakurai wasn't able to see, though from the wetness that hit his cheek it could be presumed that the old man was crying. Slowly, he let the boy down to the cement again, speaking in a low tone, "What happened? I saw your summon blow down the forest outside of the village, but when we got there no one was to be seen."

Coughing, Rakurai attempted to sit up, but the pulsating pain within his temples knocked him back to his laying position. Licking his lips, he'd attempt speech though his mouth was dry from dehydration, "This female named Akane was looking for a teacher. I volunteered what little knowledge I own to her and took her to the forest." Pausing, he turned his head, although blackness still surrounded the room, "We were ambushed by some crazy nin that I couldn't place within any respective village. I was able to escape, but I can't see anything... He slammed something into my eyes and its all black.... So you didn't find a females body?"

Rakurai's tone altered for fear of his new companion, though from the silence he figured the answer was certain. Perhaps she had fled to safety, but it would have been hard given the techniques the two were accomplishing.

Throughout the rest of the day Old man Raiga assisted Rakurai with standing, but it wasn't until that following day that he was able to walk with a cane. There was a small hope that his vision would come back when he woke up and was able to see shadows, but not direct outlines of objects. Regardless, there was no way that the youth could fight in this condition. His dreams would have to be put on hold for the time being and perhaps even the Chuunin exams....

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[Reaver Darkside]

Reaver chuckles lightly as he casually strolls forwards and kneels and sweeps up the body of the fallen shinobi with ease. Tossing them over his shoulder and then soon raising a hand in order to use the body flicker technique and send himself vanishing from the area and heading off back to the Angra Mainyu base in order to grant this body to their leader there.  

[Patron Saint Of Farewells]

“Akane will do”

She couldn’t help but notice how his voice hardened so suddenly. It almost caused her to quirk her head in curiosity but she managed to keep herself from doing so. While she did not see the hand gesture he made for her to follow, she picked up on the vibrations of him leaving and so she took this as her cue to follow. The entire time she made sure to keep her guard up. While he seemed nice enough to take time out of his schedule to teach her a technique of this village, the entire act could simply be nothing more than a farce leading to actions more deviant. For all she knew, he could actually be a village undesirable who would like nothing more than to kill her.

Eventually the vibrations of his movements stopped and she followed suite. It was clear that they had reached their destination when he took to speaking of how he’s train with his grandfather here. She couldn’t help but think of how nice it must have been to have a relative train you with the intent to make you stronger instead of just simply wanting to release any form of anger they had at the moment. Jealously was prodding at the back of her mind but she pushed it further back. Now was not the time to let petty emotions cloud her judgment. Now was the time to train and thankfully the demon was going to cooperate as it allowed her to see through its eyes. As he had begun speaking again her body molded itself down slightly into an offensive position with a kunai now in her left hand. While the two were only going to spar, she knew the best way to come out the victor was to move with the intent to kill.

“Do what you’d like but even if I am damaged, I will wear each scar and bruise with honor.”

Then it happened. She preformed the substitution jutsu and a log was the very thing to be caught by the offending strike coming from behind her. She of course was now sitting atop a tree branch with a scowl on her face. The moment her eyes had landed on the other male he’d already come to be within inches of Rakurai and landed his own strike sending him flying upward. Everything in her screamed at her to try and help instead of simply sitting there and watching but she knew doing such a thing would get her killed. It was clear by the techniques being used by this stranger that he was far out of her league. She would simply have to stand by and watch until things were settled between the two. As she watched the fight progress, she noted mist leaving Rakurai’s palm and quickly spreading. While she’d never seen this technique before, she knew that now was the time to get the hell out of dodge and that’s exactly what she did.

With haste, she abandoned her hiding spot and retreated down the path the two had taken to come to the place, not looking back for a single moment. While she ran, an ominous roar greeted her ears and damn near sent her into a panic. Just what the hell was going on? Eventually she came to the village once again and skid to a halt taking this as her time to look back. The levels of chakra that she felt being used had her in awe. Never before had she even felt this much power used not even from her own demon but then again its abilities could possibly just be laying dormant.

Just as soon as the power struggle had begun, it had come to an end. She wasted no time in running back to see if Rakurari was alright but when she returned to the area not a single soul was there. With a growl she ran back to the village and once she was there, she asked countless people if they had seen him or if they even knew where he lived. This process went on for two long hours until finally she was graced with the answer she needed and when she was given directions on how to get to his place of residence she was off. By the time she had reached his place, it was early the next day and she was exhausted. This entire time she had been running. Not once did she stop to break, for that could wait. She had to know if he was alright.

“Rakurari!”

She called out, slowing her pace and looking around.

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[Uchiha Damian]

Silence filled the inner sanctum which was his home as Rakurai lay with his crimson sash tied about his head. The battle from the day prior continued to flow through his mind, though with every hour of the day that passed it altered and slowed. Calculations began to process as to how the techniques were accomplished. Merely mind games played within his prison that was forced upon him or perhaps something more.

There was no trouble getting around now that he'd summoned a couple Sand eyes to assist with viewing the surroundings. Old man Raiga's cane no longer had a purpose and was laying in the corner. What troubled him the most was that the female from earlier was nowhere to be found. He'd even pleaded with Raiga to go back to track her down, but all was to no avail.

Was his mind playing games on him yet again or was that sound ever so familiar calling his name? Rakurai leapt from his perch upon the bed, racing for the door as fast as a blind man was able. The sand eyes took a moment to catch up given the flicker he'd used to slam through the door which now lay on its hinges, but they gave the same vision that his mind portrayed.

There she stood unharmed from what could be seen. Rakurai's knees almost buckled from relief as he'd not wanted the girls death to plague him. "Ah, I see that you made it out alive. I wasn't quite so fortunate as you, given my eyesight is gone. I'm still alive and kicking though" said the youth as his hand made a semi humorous swoop infront of his body. Upon doing so, however, several of the Raven's perched upon the trees outside made a fluttering motion.

The Raven's weren't easily seen in the dense mist that surrounded his home, though Rakurai could feel them all around. They'd been showing up in masses upon Raiga's return. Curious little creatures.

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[Loki Angel of Darkness]

A black panther stalked the pair as they stood within the mist the Raven stirred at its approach them took off in a panicked flight the natural reaction to the arrival of a predator such as a black panther.

Loki grinned his Black Panther beast seal allowed him a measure of stealth that went beyond what a ninja could do it tapped into the raw animal abilities of the Black Panther. He circled the pair one of them had just had an encounter with the Angra Mainyu and survived but he didn't know which. He created a shadow clone the simply handsign required for the jutsu was difficult to make as a panther but possible now there where two circling panthers.

A silent command and they both shot out of the darkness from two different directions aiming to pin both of the ninja he needed to question them and deem then a threat or not a threat.  

[Patron Saint Of Farewells]

She had been silent, still feeling guilty for fleeing from the battle even though she knew she really had no choice. She bent her body forward and bowed to him, her tone cold with a hint of determination to it.

“I want to give you my sincerest apologies for running. While I didn’t have much of a choice, it is still no excuse. In effort to make up for such an act, I can only offer assistance in making your blindness easier to manage without having to use techniques to aid you.”

She had it in her mind not to rise from said position until she was told to do so. However things changed. Her feet felt prickles from the vibrations of the upcoming attack so instead she rushed forward so that she might push Rakurai out of the way. However, she saw his muscled flex if just a tad and made a sharp turn to the left so that she could dodge whatever attack he was about to release.

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[Uchiha Damian]

The Raven's above didn't stir as the predator neared. Rather, the alpha leader of the mass spoke to Rakurai through the Gem well before the Panthers were upon them. It would seem that blind or not that the Genin would again be forced to battle, though this time it wasn't so much of an ambush.

Both of his palms shot forth motioning the two beasts to halt. Ravens above readied themselves for an arial assault should the Panthers come any further. Whether the girl stayed or not was on her own whim. She'd avoided death before, so hopefully she could do it again. If not, he'd have to see her in another lifetime.

The dark black mist twirled within the shadows as the Panthers made their way closer. Hopefully they'd stop before attacking or Rakurai would have to begin real combat infront of his own home. Two of his Sand Eyes lurked in the shadows of the Mist watching from different angles for any signs of an attack.

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[Loki Angel of Darkness]

One of the panthers disappeared in a puff of smoke and the other morphed into the form of Loki. His ambush had failed but on the move in he had heard the girl speak of a battle she had fled leaving the blind man the one that he wished to question however the girl could know just as much.

"Be cautious Loki you do not know the strength of either of the ninja." Serenity rumbled in his head Loki took several minutes and stood there in complete silence observing the pair then he spoke.

"This can end one of two ways." His voice was cold and he was wearing his Hunter Nin mask clearing identifying him as an Asgard Ninja, "You can either tell me what you know of the Angra Mainyu organization of your own freewill or I can kill you and reanimate your body with a Blood Technique and force you to tell me."  

[Uchiha Damian]

Smirking, Rakurai dropped his palms to his side while listening to the monotonous speech. The two sand eyes began revolving around the area as to take in all of the angles. Sadly, the battle was already over and the Hunter Nin didn't know it.

The hunter nin didn't seem to be very educated in the arts of his kind, for he would have noticed that the Mist was black and backed off for fear of an oncoming attack. However, this particular Jounin did what Genin are taught not to do. You never run head on into a battle. The art of a shinobi is to use stealth to their advantage.

Within his mind, Rakurai mocked the Asgard Village that he'd only now heard of. His smirk died out as the youth would launch three invisible kunai from different directions aimed at the shinobi's head.

Paralysis from a mixture of chakra induced water would overcome the Hunter Nin's body making it impossible for him to avoid the attack and impossible to know the attack was coming due to the levitation of the kunai.

Still, Rakurai made no act to move and showed no sign of hostility, though the shinobi would by now realize that he was paralysed and could not attack. Aside from the Paralysis the body would be dying due to his inhilation of the Symphony of Water technique since he was rattling off a speech and sucking up the dense mist around his body.

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[Loki Angel of Darkness]

((Im assuming we're skipping her for this particular round))



Loki grinned he had known that there was something dangerous in the air when he first entered it but his acidic blood as well as Serenitys aid would cause the paralytic water to brake down within his system before it could effect his nervous system as for the Kunai... His Nakagawa Style allowed him to read the air and see the kunai coming before they even moved he moved quick taking a single step back while raising his arm to catch one of the invisible Kunai in his hand by the hilt. As he caught the kunai two nearly invisible senbon shot out in a curve towards the gennin's neck he was blind and the size and shape of the senbon wouldn't give enough warning Heaven Point Hell Point Was a Hunter nin technique he was aiming for the Heaven Point first then the hell point hitting the Heaven Point first would cause the feeling of bliss while aiming for the hell point secondary would ensure death within 24 hours if he did nothing.

"To Each there own." was all he said.

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Technique Name Dragon Soul: Dragons Breath
Description Do to the fact that Loki and Serenity share a body Serenity's Draconic Chakra has begun to influence Loki's body causing it to exhibit characteristics found only amongst dragons.

One such example of this phenomenon is Loki's lungs. Because Dragon's have the ability to breath fire their lungs need to be stronger and more durable to be able to resist the dangerous temperatures. Because of this Loki's lungs and entire respiratory system have become more durable allowing him to breath in; Dangerously cold temperatures, Dangerously hot Temperatures, Bases(as in the opposite of acids), acids, amongst other harmful chemicals and the lungs, using Loki's own Acidic Blood, will neutralize the agent or modulate the blood flow depending on the temperature automatically. This has also effected his vocal chords and gives him a rather hoarse voice.

Nakagawa Style 900 Skill points: Is taught by first catching fish in a river. Once a practitioner is in the center of a river, they must focus extending their chakra into the area around them. The next step is to learn how to notice the most subtle changes in the currents. This phase of the training usually end in the catching of a fish with ones bare hands. The next phase is hand to hand combat which consist of the substantially harder task of extending ones chakra into the air around them. Once learned a user seems to be able to predict an opponent’s move before they even move. [t]

[Technically.. It's not an acid, base, or a harmful chemical. It's chakra infused water.. So it really wouldn't react as something that would initiate your body to fight it.. So~]
You lost Loki. If your body rejects water, then you die anyway seeing as the most living creatures are Water and Cardon based. Even if expelling all the water in your system didn't kill you, you still didn't defend against all the kunai, so you'd take an attack you'd never see. - Ryu  

[Uchiha Damian]

Damian

As Reaver said, its not a chemical. I read that made up before we started the match. Water infused with chakra is merely water. You don't have a technique that expels chakra induced water once it is in your system and you already openly walked into the area and took a huge wiff. Thank you for the win. I'll go ahead and chop your head off now.

Edit:: Also after reading your post I noticed you only dodged one of the multiple kunai I threw. Either way, even if your body treated the water as a "dangerous chemical compound" you'd die from piercing via the back of the head.

Note:: I guess the Hunter nin didn't see a invisible kunai behind him, hmn? This is what separates us. Skill, not chakra. This should be a lesson for all newcomers.