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A cold breeze blew through the hallways of the Academy as a single soldier stepped through them. Each step echoed through the empty hallway as he stopped before the door to his assigned classroom, opening it lazily as he looked inside and saw someone sitting down at the teacher's desk. This must have been his teacher, and from the looks of it he seems to enjoy crappy romance novels. Sighing at his luck, Zane Hitsugaya, a 4'4 twelve year old boy, hoped that this guy wasn't going to be as annoying as the majority of people he's had to deal with. Not saying a word, Zane approached a desk in the back of the class and sat down. From the looks of it he was the only one there, yet he always preffered sitting in the back. The room suddenly felt cold due to Zane's prescense there, but it wasn't as if he could actually help it, nor did he notice. It was only when he was little that kids stayed away from him was when he realized that wherever he went, the temperatures dropped drastically. However, Zane never noticed, since he was so used to cold temperatures it merely felt normal for him. Waiting for further instruction, Zane remained quiet.

(...I look at your name and I'm reminded of DBZ Garlic Jr. Saga XP)


"It's Hitsugaya sir," Zane told him, without revealing his first name. Zane had this weird policy that by calling everyone by their last name, and calling himself by his last name, rather than his first, it would keep things formal without bothering to get too close to anyone. "I have been classified by the recruitment facility as a Trickster, due to my immense speed, also, I have an affinity to both the Water and Wind element, but it seems I'm better at Water than I am with Wind," Zane finished with his introduction. He didn't ask what he was capable of, but Zane figured he might as well tell him now so that they could get started with the lesson.

"I guess..." he stated simply at Makyo's response to being a cold person. As he was asked about energy and its uses, he felt rather dumb, since he didn't really ever have a use for energy. He knew what it was, and how it was used, but he was never really taught how to manipulate it. "Energy is your life force, an invisible force that flows through your body. One can harness this energy to control the elements, empower weapons, and even bring people back from the dead," he responded, quoting books that he's read on the subject. "I don't know how to manipulate energy," he stated plainly, not giving any indication of wether he was happy or upset about it.

Zane sighed as he thought the idea of manipulating his own spit was rather disgusting. Without saying a word to the teacher, Zane simply stood up and opened one of the many windows that lit up the room. Staring intensely at the trees outside, Zane spotted what he was looking for. There was a lot of condensation gathered in the leaves and it would be perfect for performing this skill.

Zane closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he did so. So he needed to control his energy, manipulate it around his body and use that energy to draw water from a source. The skill was easier said then done. Zane however wouldn't loose focus as he could feel something swirling inside of him. It was a strange sensation, as if his entire body had goosebumps, but he could feel it. Letting the energy rise up to the palm of his right hand, Zane held his arm out of the window and pointed it at the trees.

Zane held out his hand, feeling the energy inside swelling up. As the energy began pooling togheter, Zane began transfering his energy to the palm of his hands. The energy flowed out of it freely as the water began rising from the stream. Hovering in the air, Zane turned his hand palm up and let the water hover over his palm, creating a ball of water that remained stationary. Zane then proceeded to let the water spread out and now move around him like a snake slithering around its prey. Zane stepped away from the window, letting the flow of water transform into a swirling ball again in his palm and sat down at his desk. He then waited patiently and silently for the next lesson.

(Huh? Shoot the water out at you? I thought Water Spout was creating a stream of water under me for transport...?)

Zane nodded as he threw his arms above his head and the water followed his movements, going up with his arms and then down as he moved his arms back and under, the water splashing on the ground. A large puddle was now under Zane's feet as he began to pour water back down towards the puddle, being able to keep lots of water at his disposal to use would be step one. He put his arms at his sides and closed his eyes as he put his palms down directly facing the water, starting to gather the energy needed.

As his eyes were closed and palms facing the water, it started to bubble, in doing so, Zane started to levitate just a few inches before it stopped and submerged back into puddle form. He sighed and stood up straight, motionless, as he tried to do the same technique once again, and had the same result. It would seem that he needed a constant flow of energy, rather than just letting it burst outward like before.

Zane closed his eyes, letting his energy flow beneath him as the water began suring upwards. Now a foot off the ground, Zane was trying really hard to keep his balance against the surging waters. Zane suddenly fell back as he couldn't hold the skill for much longer. Groaning at the pain on his back, Zane sat up, now all wet from falling into the puddle. Looking over at the teacher, he kept emotionless expression upon his face, he was going to get this done no matter what.

Zane finally let the water spout reach upwards, Zane's head was just inches away from the ceiling. Pouring his energy out, Zane ensured that he maintained perfect balance while performing the skill. Maintaining this position for several minutes to ensure that he got the skill down, Zane slowly released the flow of energy, dropping slowly back onto the ground. Standing up straight, Zane looked back at the teacher and took a deep breath. All this flow of energy was starting to drain him.

"I guess that might be useful," Zane spoke to himself as he sat down on the desk. In order to create the whip, Zane would need to focus his energy. Closing his eyes, Zane cleared his mind, something easy to do since there was never anything there in the first place, and began meditating. Zane's mediation was now reaching at its peak as he continued focusing his energy, letting it flow throughout his entire body. After reaching a state of zen, Zane opened his eyes and stood back up again. It was time for him to actually perform the skill. Zane cracked his knuckles as he began outstreching his right arm.

Zane held out the palm of his hand, letting the water pool around it. Creating a tendril of water, Zane took a grip on the water itself. It was about a meter long, and blunt, able to create rather good strikes with it. Zane lifted his hand up and struck downwards, the whip cracking against the ground as he did so. By fusing more energy into, Zane extended the whip to three meters. It was still blunt but the reach was much longer than before. Fusing even more energy into it, Zane noted that it was now sharper, to that of a knife. He figured that the more energy he put in, the more lethal this skill could become. Dispersing the water unto the ground, Zane took a deep breath and looked over Makyo. "Will that be all for today sir?"