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Isoga laughs from behind Ferraku. "What ya looking at bro? And yes i was the cause of it. I killed someone who was going to kill someone else. I warned him, but he made me do it." He jumps back a little bit and the mist around him dissipates. He can know be seen with the blood from the person he killed not to long ago, dripping from his face and chest. His hand is also covered in blood, from when he pulled it out of the mans chest. Isoga then draws a Senbon needle and twiddles with it in his hand, preparing for Ferraku to attack him. He also has his other hand in his pocket, getting ready to make hand signs if needed. Isoga then stands there waiting for Ferrakus next move.

(3201+137=3438 chakra)

Ferraku retrieves his needles from the dummy and walks back to a thirty foot distance and takes stance once more. He places his needles in between his finger and fires them out with a snapping motion of his arm, and the extension of his fingers. The wizz through the air and stick into the center of the dummy's chest. This shot was much closer than before, only about three inches off his mark this time around. He uses anatsu odori and appears next to the dummy, he clenches the needles tightly and pulls them out of the dummy forcefully. He walks back hastily this time hoping to hit right on his mark, he clenches the needles tightly and zones his eyes in right on his mark. He takes a step forward in the direction of his target and swings his arm forth releasing the needles, the bolt in the wind and stick right in the center of the dummy's heart. A look of satisfaction appears across his face. He runs forward towards the dummy and pulls his needles out, he smiles at the two marks he has just made. He bolts backwards taking stance again, this time he will attempt to hit the two opposing shoulders of the dummy, a much harder task than before. He puts a needle between his pointer finger and index finger, then another between his ring finger and his pinky finger. He bolts forward and chucks the needles, the left needle goes low and hits where the ribs would be on the dummy, the other shoots too high above the shoulder and flies into the wooden wall behind the dummy. He does not retrieve his needles this time, he draws two more from his leather holster and places them in his hand, he swings his arm up and snaps his wrist sending the needles streaming from his hand. The first one hits right below the armpit, and the second one hits in the center of the neck of the dummy. He needs to get one right on before he can analyze the flaw in his technique. He pulls out two more needles and zones his eyes on his target, with a quick motion he releases them from his hand, on hits the top of the right shoulder while the other hits dead center on the chest, he is happy that now he can analyze the flaw in his form, before it was just guessing. He angles the left needle more to the left this time. He then snaps his wrist and flogs his arm out, the needles race out once again. This time the left one hits the neck, and the right one hits dead on. He is very good at mimicking movements to the slightest imperfections. Although any shinobi from his clan would have to be good at that since they all use needles. He takes stance this time he angles the left needle slightly down and to the left. He puts the right needle like before. He snaps his wrist and shoots them outward. The left needle hits the armpit while the right needle goes dead on yet another time. He reaches into his leather holster only to discover he has thrown all his needles. He walks up to the dummy and removes nine needles from its body, after he counts nine he instantly remembers, that one of them hit the wooden stop behind the dummies. Sure enough the needle is there, he pulls it out then heads back to the thirty foot line, he places the needles in his hand. The left one just like before except angled a tiny bit less down. He snaps his wrist and flings his arm forward, the needles blast outward. The left one hits the top of the shoulder and the right one hits dead on. He is beginning to get more of a feel for how the angle effects the throw of the needle specifically. He now will move onto his third and final challenge. He will hit the top of the neck below the chin the heart and the left kidney all in one throw. He places the needles in between each slots of his fingers not including his thumb and pointer finger space. He snaps his wrist and swings his hand, he recalled how he hit the heart before. The needles fly out towards the dummy across the firing range. The middle on hits the hear the top one hits the left eye and bottom one hits the chest plate right side. He realizes he is going to have to do a lot of work on this throwing challenge to get it down. He draws three more needles and snaps his wrist flinging his hand once more, angling the top needle down and to the right slightly. The needles fire out, the top one hits the mouth dead on, the middle one gets the heart once again and the bottom one flies past the right arm hitting the backboard. He draws needle, but he only has two remaining. He goes to fetch his needles starting with the one on the back board then getting those stuck in the dummy. He steps back and takes stance. He angles the top needle slightly down and snaps his wrist sending the needles soaring through the air. The top one hits its mark at the top of the neck, as well as the center one strikes dead on the heart, the bottom one hits the right rib cage. He draws three more needles clenching them tight, he focuses and takes a deep breath. He keeps the top and center needles how they were and angles the bottom on to the right and down slightly. He snaps his wrist and lets a rip of all three needles, the fire out the top and center hit their mark as expected. However the bottom goes to far left and flies outside the kidney and hits the dummy's hand. He takes out three more needles and zones his eyes in all three marks, he snaps his wrist and flings the needles out. The all slam against the wooden dummy right on there mark, top on the top of the wind pipe, middle right in the heart, and bottom piercing directly into the left kidney. He grins with joy in his successful target practice, he runs forward retrieving nine of his needles and holsters them. He closes his needle pouch and collects his belongings and disappears into the trees making his way back to the hidden village of the mist. 3153+1098=4251

Ferraku finishes climbing to the tree line as he was heading up from the river, he walks along the dirt road passing a few caravans and miscellaneous other people. He even saw two mist jounin which was a rare sight, since most of them choose to elude the eyes of the public at all times. Finally he reached the open doors and the large arch way that lead into the mist village, he went to the library and returned the book on water jutsus he had acquired a while back. He picks out a more advanced book from the shelves and heads out into the busy streets of the mist village, it was early in the morning and many people were wandering about the streets at this time of day. Ferraku walks down the road and finds his way back to the dirt road, after walking a few miles he found the tree line, that was lined up with the tree line. He scurried down the hill making his way through the trees until he found the flowing river. However, he did not train there this time, instead he followed the river down stream, after a while of following the water he entered an area of the bank that was covered with thick green foliage and tall pine trees. He followed down the river bank for nearly four miles. He began to hear the sound of crashing water, he then dashed through the trees until he came upon a huge rock ledge and to his side a massive flowing waterfall crashed down into a giant lake below. Ferraku jumped down the nearly fifty foot cliff. He landed on the water, but was not able to stay standing. He fell beneath the water with a large splash, he than swam to the top and climbed his way to standing on the water. He figured this was a great new training spot, he opened his book and came upon a particular technique he liked very much. It was called Suiton Mizu Kamikiri, he began to read up on the hand signs. It required even more seals than than Suiton Mizurappa. He read them aloud attempting to memorize them, "Tiger Ox Bird Rat Dragon Ox Ram Horse Serpent Bird Monkey Hare Boar Dragon Bird Tiger Ram Rat Horse." He said astounded by how many signs there were he than began trying to memorize them, he recited them as best as he could, after a while of practicing he got it down. "Tiger Ox Bird Rat Dragon Ox Ram Horse Serpent Bird Monkey Hare Boar Dragon Bird Tiger Ram Rat Horse." He recited getting all the signs in the right order. He than made his first attempt at performing the jutsu, he closed his eyes and molded a large amount of chakra. "Suiton Mizu Kamikiri." He said calmly, he stomped his foot on the ground and a thin wave of water rose, and sliced across the lake and collide into the dirt bank cutting a huge gouge in the use to be perfectly straight bank. He realized that the attack lacked a lot of the power it should have normally. He then turned to face towards the rock face on the left side of the waterfall. He did all his seals and faced the waterfall focusing a lot of chakra into his hands. "Suiton Mizu Kamikiri." He says with great motivation, the slicing blade ripped across the lake and cut up the stone face, leaving a small cutting mark behind it, it cut right through a small tree growing out of the side of the rock face. It was strong, but he realized he still needed to have a lot more power behind it then he currently had. He does his seals focusing his chakra and keep his mind calm, he pictured a very keen blade in his mind as he prepared to launch the jutsu. "SUITON MIZU KAMIKIRI!" Ferraku shouts unleashing a ripping blade of water at the rock face, it rides on the water and cuts a deep slice into the rock surface and rides up the rock face. It goes about fifteen high and cuts off an entire tree off the cliff side. He now knew that he had gotten the power for the jutsu down. He was not sure however how fast the technique was. "Suiton Mizu Bushin." Ferraku says, and a water clone appears aside him, he dashes to the other side of the lake and starts performing seals and building up a large amount of chakra. "SUITON MIZU KAMIKIRI!" He shouts blasting out a water wave at the water clone, it raced across the lake. The clone dashes left easily avoiding any damage from the technique, but by the time he recovered from dodging, a second water cutting blade came slicing right at him. The clone fails to dodge the attack and it cuts him in half, it was not as fast as Mizurappa, but had a wider attack range. It also did a lot damage upon contact to the enemy. He is satisfied with the power and speed of his technique. He then sits down in a meditation form of sitting, he begins to mold chakra and close his eyes. He works to increase his chakra control, to help sharpen his techniques to become more powerful and more efficient. He opens his eyes and prepares to continue his training.
(902/900 Suiton Kamikiri Learned) 5068+902=5970

Ferraku looks in his book for the next technique he wants to learn, he comes upon a technique called Kirigakure No Jutsu. He reads it over and finds that not many hand signs are required to use this jutsu. Ferraku centers himself on the middle of the lake and forms the seal of the ram and begins to accumulate a large amount of chakra all around him. The air thickens around him and the water begins to move as his chakra continues to build up. He closes his eyes and begins the seals. His eyes spring open and his chakra roars, "Kirigakure No Jutsu!" He says loudly, he forms a very small patch of. The mist is also quite thin and not very useful for combat purposes. He spreads his feet further apart and begins to build up more chakra and spreads it out upon the lake. Ferraku begins to form seals and his lips part from each other opening. "Kirigakure No Jutsu." He says with no enthusiasm, a large cloud of mist rises from the lake where he stands, but the mist is still very thing and quite useless for that reason. He begins to mold chakra into the air and into the water around him. The water begins to create small waves heading outward from him as his chakra increases. He does his seals and slams his hands together sending a breeze of wind outward. "KIRIGAKURE NO JUTSU!" He yells, large amounts of mist begin to form around his body in a spiral, he focuses more chakra in them and releases the mist into the air. The mist spreads throughout the lake bed, a cloud of mist covers the lake bed. Even with all those changes, the technique is still not nearly complete. He takes stance again forming the seal of the ram and begins to produce more chakra into the water and the air. Ferraku takes a deep breath in and lets it flow from him slowly do relax him while he completes all the seals required for the hidden mist technique. He looks straight ahead with great determination. "Kirigakure No Jutsu." He says sternly and seriously. The mist swirls around him in a big twister, he vanishes from sight while inside the thick mist concentrate. He does the sign of the tiger and packs more chakra into the mist and creates more mist till a fifteen foot mist twister is rotating around him. He releases his sign and places his hand outward, the mist spreads throughout the lake forming a thick cloud on the waters surface, and in the air around him. The cloud is much thicker, but still not enough to effect anybodies visibility in combat. He takes stance in the lake once again increasing how much chakra is in the water and air, just as he did before. He begins his seals while keeping in a very deep state of concentration. The chakra emanates from him causing the air and water to move outward from him, he sucks his chakra within bringing the air close to him. "Kirigakure No Jutsu." He says with a hopeful voice, the mist draws in towards him, it begins to collect and accumulate all around him. Chakra can be seen within the mist concentrate as it circles around him, he does the seal of the ram and draws in more and more mist releasing a massive amount of chakra into the air around him. The cloud of mist begins to form all over the lake making a very thick mist that limits Ferraku's vision to about two feet. Ferraku falls to one knee panting from the massive amount of chakra he used training this jutsu. After taking quite a long breather to recover from his weakened state he walks over to the lakes edge and grabs his things. He climbs the rock face next to the waterfall making his way back up towards the river side. He follows the water for a very long while until he reaches the river bank where he was training before. He makes his way up the hill and to the dirt road. The dirt road actually seemed rather short now, but that is only because the walk to the waterfall is about five or six times longer than the walk on the road. Finally he had reached home and entered the mist village. He decided to show off his new skills to those of who he respects most, his clan elders. He goes to the in door water jutsu training area within the building complex where his clan resides. Once inside the building he centers himself upon the pool where many of his clan members are congregating around him. He releases a huge amount of chakra and catches all their attention, he begins hand seals and holds the ram for a brief period to focus more chakra into his mist. He puts his hands outward, "Kirigakure No Jutsu!" He shouts releasing a very thick cloud of mist that fills the whole room. He then leaves the room without even looking at the reaction of his superiors, but that is only because he is confident in the fact they would be impressed with him.
(870/800 Kirigakure No Jutsu Learned) 5970+870=6830

Ferraku makes his way through the village under the bright glow of the ominous sun. He makes his way through the streets and heads into the mountains the mountains by heading up a steep long hill for several minutes. When he reaches the rocky plateau he races across it vanishing into the forest. He bolts through the trees that elude him from the sun's bright rays. After a while he comes upon the targeting range where he was practicing hsi needle throwing accuracy the other day. He takes stance and draws four needles from his holster, he places all four needles in between his pointer and index finger. He lunges forward snapping his wrist and the needles fly from his hand streaming across the firing range, they each hit a separate dummy. The far right needle nails the dummy in the heart, the middle two both miss the dummy entirely and the left most needle hits the dummy's arm. He draws four more needles from his leather holster and zones his eyes onto his targets, he takes a step back and breaths in heavily. He releases his breath steps forward and swings his arm snapping his wrist. The needles rocket out of his hand, his throwing speed was improving. The slam into the dummies, the far right hits its mark on the heart the middle right one hits the stomach directly, the middle left needle misses and the far left needle hits the dummy's shoulder. He pulls four more needles from his pouch and closes his eyes, he takes stance and pictures his targets, he visually produces a line of dummies in sync with those actually in front of him. His eyes open and a determined look appears across his face, he steps forward and snaps his wrist launching the needles towards his targets. The stick into the dummies all at the same time, the far right needle pierces the dummy's heart and the middle right hits the center of the dummy's chest. The far left and left middle needle both strike the right section of the chest. He bolts forward and collects all his needles from the dummies. He walks back configuring how he will account for his errors in his last throw. He focuses mentally lining up imaginary targets with the real ones. He predicts the angles off all his needles and adjusts accordingly, he dashes forward snapping his wrist, all the needles stream outward at incredible speeds, bang bang bang bang.n All four needles strike the dummies like clock work, Ferraku looks out at the dummies to see all four of them with a needle stuck in their heart, he grins with satisfaction and retrieves his weapons from the wooden dummies. 6830+455=7285

Ferraku makes his way down the dirt road out the east end of the city within the mist village, he heads down it until he comes upon the large tree line with a sloping hill. He walks down the hill until he reaches the river bank, he then follows the flow of the water for miles and miles, until he comes upon a large waterfall pouring into a lake. He scales the rock face on the left side of the waterfall, using the ingrown trees to help him move down the side of the waterfall. When he is about ten feet up from the lake he molds a bunch of chakra onto his feet and jumps down onto the surface of the water. He opens his book and begins scanning through the pages until he finds a technique that he likes. He comes upon a jutsu called the water prison technique and realizes most of his techniques would not be good for subduing opponents, but rather just killing them. He looks at the hand signs and sees that there is quite a few, but they have a repetitive pattern. Rat Dragon Serpent Bird Dog Ox Boar Dragon Rat Dragon Serpent Boar. He reads on to say the more sets of these hand signs you do the better the technique will work and the longer it will last, but of course there is a limit to how well the technique will work and last. He memorizes the hand seals while he continues down the page reading tips and info on the technique. He studies the various uses for it, it says that some hunter nin make incredibly powerful water prison after they have subdued there enemy. They then use the prison to suffocate them as a form of torture to withdraw information from their captured subjects. Ferraku realizes he cannot train this jutsu without someone to see how well it will work. Ferraku does several hand signs, "Mizu Bushin No Jutsu." He says and one water clone appears in a cloud of smoke standing next to Ferraku. Ferraku then recites the hand seals from the book in his head and commences doing them. He then focuses a lot of chakra in a circular shape in the water beneath him and goes into a deep state of focus as he does this. "Suiro No Jutsu." He says and the orb of water forms entrapping the clone within it. The water prison disperses very soon after it had been formed. The cone drops from the orb and lands on his feet. Ferraku is upset at how poorly it worked with his first attempt. He begins doing the hand seals embedding even more chakra into the a circle in the water beneath him he then does the hand seals very many times to increase efficiency of the technique. Rat Dragon Serpent Bird Dog Ox Boar Dragon Rat Dragon Serpent Bird Dog Ox Boar Dragon Rat Dragon Serpent Bird Dog Ox Boar Dragon Rat Dragon Serpent Bird Dog Ox Boar Dragon Rat Dragon Serpent Bird Dog Ox Boar Dragon. After a few straight minutes of forming seals and pouring chakra into the water he is ready to perform the jutsu. Chakra builds up chakra in his hands as he prepares to perform the technique. "Suiro No Jutsu." He says and a water orb forms, but instantly disperses sending a wave of water out from the burst. Ferraku goes flying from the wave, is it obvious he cannot control that much chakra at once, so maybe he overdid it with the hand seals a bit. He begins to form the seals again this time only two sets of them. Upon completion of the hand signs he closes his eyes and focuses his chakra. "Suiro No Jutsu." He says and the orb forms creating a prison around the clone, he continues to poor chakra into the prison at a very steady and constant rate. It lasts much longer than before but after seven or eight minutes the prison breaks once again. He is much more satisfied this time however because the technique at this level could at least serve some kind of purpose. He took a small break considering he had used a lot of chakra on his second attempt despite it being a total failure. He gets up after about ten or fifteen minutes and commences his training once more. He centers himself on the lake and begins forming the seals for the water prison technique. He embeds a large amount of chakra into the water beneath him. He closes his eyes and slams his hands together. "SUIRO NO JUTSU!" Shouts Ferraku, the prison forms trapping the clone once more, this prison had visible lines of chakra within it. It was obviously very strong in comparison to the other few he had done, even his most recent once which was fairly well done. He stood there for a long while maintain the prison and after a good solid half hour the water lost form and splashed back into the lake. He grinned with joy at the fact he had produced a legit water prison technique so quickly. Ferraku waked off the lake feeling content with the level he had brought his technique too, he grabbed his book and began climbing back up the rock face, after a few minutes he was back on the trail, this time going against the flow of the water, considering he was trying to retrace his steps. After a few hours he arrived at the river bank, from there he headed up the hill making his way to the long winding dirt road. He continued down the road until he reached the mist village. He then went through the streets until he reached a more isolated area of the village where his house resided, he pushed the door open and entered the small house. He went into his room and took his sword off his back and removed his leather needle holster. He neatly stacked all his gear aside his bed. He then pulled the covers up and laid down beneath them. He passed out quite quickly due to the exhaustion from all his training he had been doing recently.
(1039/1000 Water Prison Learned) 7759+1039=8798

Ferraku makes his way back through the forest quietly ranting to himself about those hunter nins. They had angered him deeply with their cocky attitude and showing off. He came upon the rock plateau and then descended into the the village below by jumping down the switch backs. When he reached the bottom he made his way towards the docks, he figured there were much more peaceful places to be then the slums of the mist village. It was a short walk to get there. He arrived at the vast boating docks and figured he would go to the village of the sand, he knew he could not get there by boat alone. He figured a desert would be a nice change of scenery for him, he filled his canteen in a nearby stream, that wasn't filled with salt water like the ocean where the boats were. He then hustled aboard the ship. He did not tell anyone he was leaving or bring anything except money and his essential ninja equipment. The boat set sail, he sat down in the corner of the top deck as if to avoid having to talk to anyone. The boat raced through the waters, finally after a while he saw a beach off in the distance, he stood up and got ready to leave the ship and begin his long walk to the village of the sand. 9468+233=9701