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Nobuhiro made his way into town under the veil of night. The townsmen had gone to sleep, but Nobuhiro crept with more stealthiness than normal. He peered in the windows of the dead, seeing nothing more than the old and feeble, until he came across one young child. He rested soundly as Nobuhiro crept inside the home, at least twenty needles flew at Nobuhiro once he was in range of the child. Two adults, one man and one woman came rushing in, only to find Nobuhiro pierced by the needles. Nobuhiro returned them once he relized their presence. The man was taken out rather easily, a needle pierced his skull, but the women moved far to quickly, before Nobuhiro could take another breath, she had already landed several more punches to his gut. Nobuhiro was put down on one knee, and her foot crahsed into Nobuhiro's face, he tried to recover but the women wouldn't give up her fierce attacks. Nobuhiro found one chance to attack and took it, his blades pierced her theigh as she tried to kick him. Her blood squirted from her leg all over Nobuhiro, he tore it out of her leg, causing he to lose most of its mobility.
"Damn you, you can't have him!"
She screamed out causing the young boy to awaken. She used a tiger handseal and fire blew from her mouth, than the young boy did the same. One kunai pierced the women's lung and she died shortly thereafter. Nobuhiro took the child, and bound him in wire, than carried him back to Orichumaru,
"I told you a young man, he can't be over five years old."
Orichumaru's voice boomed,
"You can shape him, and he can already use fire jutsu."
Nobuhiro said in response as he held up his charred sleeve.
"We'll see."
Orichumaru said coming from the mist to take the child away, whom was kicking at him.

Orichumaru came back out of the fog, holding a box and a scroll, nothing special about it,
"Take off your jacket."
He demanded as he opened the box withdrawing a needle, and some ink. He grabbed onto his, Nobuhiro's right arm. Orichumaru began to tattoo the snake symbol that he also had on his arm, onto Nobuhiro's forearm. Blood dripped down onto the ground below, once Orichumaru had finished the tattoo, he bandaged it up, and continued by summoning Manda. The large snake, had a rather imposing size. Nobuhiro couldn't help but stare at the beast, who was more than happy to stare back, he lowered its head to Nobuhiro's level and saw into his eyes, than turned into Orichumaru,
"Are you sure about him?"

"You can summon him anytime you can spare the chakra. You need to increase your chakra pool, meditate for five days and nights, no sleep, food, and no water."

The first day of meditation began at midnight, he sat alone, in the middle of the dismal area he began to think of as home. His heartbeat began to slowdown, and his breathing slowed as well. His mind became alert to every sound, giving him a vivid mental image of the area even though he never opened his eyes. There was no breeze, nor any heat. His body began to cool off.

The following 24 hours would prove to be more difficult than the first, hunger set in causing his mind to invoulantarily drift off. His breathing had just short of stopped, and his heartbeat was just fast enough to stay alive. The lack of water set in half way through the afternoon, his mouth was dry and his lips became painfully chapped.

Orichumaru found Nobuhiro sitting there where he had left him, the only differance was that his eyes were open, and he was ready for him. The two locked eyes, like to dogs ready to attack each other, to tear out each others juggular.
"Summon him, summon the glourious King Manda!"
Orichumaru said to Nobuhiro, who punctured his own hand and slapped it to the ground. The gargantuan snake came forth,
"You have summoned me? How?"
Said the serpent as he closely examined the now standing Nobuhiro.
"I have been meditating for the past few days."
Nobuhiro replied without ever flinching from fear.
"Your eyes, they have changed. Your body is leaner as well."
Manda told him as he gazed into Nobuhiro's face.
"Yes. I have fasted as well."
"Orichumaru, you chose well."
He said turning his attention to Orichumaru.
"He is now my understudy, whom needs to return to Earth, and extracate his revenge."

"Yes."
Nobuhiro told him,
"Ok, I need you focus air in your hand, you'll have to make a ball so it doesn't disperse. The faster you can get the air to spin the more powerful it will be."
Yondaime Hokage put out his hand and a ball or air began to form, it gradually spun around faster and faster, he slammed it in the ground causing a large crater. Nobuhiro held up his left hand and allowed air to begin circulate within it. The air dispersed at first. He closed his eyes and visualized the ball before it exploded. The air began to build in his hand. The ball's contents spun faster and faster, it didn't break its form however. The ball became diificult to control, Nobuhiro slammed it into the ground, the crater wasn't nearly as large as Yondaime Hokage's but none the less he had successfully manged to do it.
"Again."
Yondaime Hokage told Nobuhiro, who gladdly obliged, Yondaime Hokage also preformed it. Yondaime came charging at Nobuhiro with it, in return, Nobuhiro did the same. Yondaime flew back landing on is feet after the collided, but Nobuhiro landed several meters backward on his back.

"Ok, good job on the last jutsu, now for one of my favorite jutsus, the Flying Thunder God Technique. Are yu familiar with it?"
The Forth asked Nobuhiro, whom had just recovered.
"Yes I think so."
He answered.
"It is the techinique allowing you to instantly travel from one location to another, using rites as a focus."
He took out a box of his personal kunai, all of which had the rites on them, he threw them in a straight line, than another straight line ten feet away from the other.
"Just go from one to the next, take your time, I'll time you later. Picture yourself at the rite, and let your body go, let your chakra carry you."
Nobuhiro focused on the rite, and saw himself travelling to it in the blink of an eye, but he didn't move. His body stayed stationary for a fair amount of time, until he finnaly got it, he vanished, and reappeared at the first rite, than the second, and third. His body grew tired quickly, the forth and fifth proved excrustiating for Nobuhiro.

"... Ouch... Where am I?" Gatz wondered as he woke up, lying on what may have been loosely termed as 'the ground'. He pulled himself into a sitting position and gazed at the hazy and indistinct landscape around him. "Last thing I remember was... Oh... I'm dead."
"Very observant of you," said a voice behind him. Gatz turned around to see a man with spiky blonde hair and a Leaf haiti-ate sitting casually behind him, effecting the look of someone who's been bored for a long while. "It usually takes most people a bit longer to come to terms with what's happened. Most of them stay in a state of shock even once they figure it out."
(Flying Thunder God post 1/13)

"Well, I hear that they've carved my face into the mountain over the village..." he hinted. Gatz's eyes lit up.
"Ah, that's it! You're one of the Hokages!" he exclaimed, proud of having figured it out. The man nodded in conformation. "... Which one?" The Fourth Hokage fell off of his metaphysical seat and onto the floor in disbelief. "I'm kidding! You must be our Forth Hokage, the one known as the 'Flying Thunder God'. Am I right?"
"You have some nerve, joking like that..." the fourth Hokage said as he got back up.
(Flying Thunder God post 3/13)