Aianburrado. The Iron Blood
Training, to harden body and mind, to progress and ascend to beyond normality; that was the goal among all else. Students came from all over the Land of Water to transcend their own skills and be accepted into the shinobi ranks. Others, however, didn't initially make the cut. This wasn't due to their own lacking of skills but those whom were far more competitive and malicious than willing to admit. This some one was Aianburrado, a young man whom lived in the past. In the time whent eh Mist had been declared 'The Bloody Mist', he among all others would have thrived.
Brutal, voracious, and unrelenting, the sheer shinobi styling of Aian made him a prominent candidate for a great shinobi; though there are faults in everyone. His strength and brutality made him weak minded and blind to what was essential to being a shinobi. Though students revered him as the Iron Blood, such a title came with draw backs. Carelessness bred stupidity, which was plaguing the young genin even today.
Training began today, and yet again, training would be alone. Once a social butterfly has been shut out by his fellows students and genin. After the exams when he brutally maned and batter fellow students, few wanted to mix their shinobi lives with such a vicious contender. However, those actions have bred enemies, enemies whom wanted revenge for their siblings. No longer able to pursue their shinobi dream to one overzealous genin, these two individuals followed Aian to the academy training center.
Academy teachers and students where no where to be found. It was time for this arrogant whelp to learn a lesson in humility, a lesson taught in blood and steel. Two seasoned genin, each with their own unique traits watched Aian linger into the academy training arena. Connections through their parents and respective clan allowed them leniency, that and Aian frankly wasn't welcomed into the shinobi world with open arms after his attacks on fellow students.
Aian stood firm, his legs spread and hands together as if to prayer. He was practicing ninjutsu, or to be more precise, his own Koton jutsu's. This demanded focus and concentration, each trait in which he lacked, even according to the Mizukage. He wasn't deemed the smartest but knew enough it was his own responsibilities to practice the Koton jutsu's.
Again and again his hand would snap into different symbols, from boar to snake, to horse and many more. His speed was subpar, at best the effort was put forth to train his own lacking skills. There was weakness, weakness which needed to be corrected but perhaps now wasn't the time. Two other genin, much seasoned by several months had entered the training arena. Their footsteps could be heard through the wet, moist grass which almost splashed under their feet. Closer and closer they approached, their feet slowing as they drew closer. Aian stopped practicing his Steel Wall technique and stood straight.
Rumors surfaced that Aian had made some crucial enemies, and here they were. There didn't need to be any introduction, the atmosphere alone spoke for the duo and their soon to be victim.
"Aianburrado?" The boy hidden in the mist shouted out.
Aian shifted his torso and stared blindly into the mist where the male voice came from.
"Yes?" He called back.
*Shhnk* Three kunai emerged from the mist and Aian reacted immediately , throwing his arm into the air to block the kunai. Each plunged into his forearm and he cringed, gritting his teeth to bare the pain. Another emerged, this time a young lady whom came treading forward at astonishing speed. She was faster than most genin, separating the mist as she moved through the mist and leaped high into the air. "This is for my sisters arm!" She shouted.
Panicked and mildly confused, he tore one kunai from his forearm, held it upside down and raised it high to deflect the attack with a piercing blow, but that wasn't the case. Her kick, just centimeters from being impaled by Aian's kunai, drove into his abdomen and sent him skidding across the ground where he barely recovered to his knee's, buckled after the initial strike.
"You broke my sisters arm...." The girl started, now invisible in the mist. "And I'm here to return the favor." Again, the splashing of water came as she charged stead fast again.
Still reeling from her fierce kick, Aian manage to tough through the agony and tear the kunai from his forearm. She came in with another flying kick, which Aian managed to narrowly dodge by leaping back. Though, this was only the beginning as lightning began to crackle from his right. More kunai, this time enhanced by a luminent lightning chakra chased from his right. In quick succession, Aian used his substitution jutsu.
Each kunai cut through the log with ease, striking through and plunging into a nearby tree with a loud
*Thunk*"Where did he go?" The boy started. "Aian, you coward!" He shouted. "You ruined so many lives it's time you take your penance!"
Nearly twenty meters Aian safely hid behind a tree, holding his abdomen and bleeding from his forearm. He couldn't even see them let alone face them, and worst of all, they were out to kill him. Their intentions, anger, hate said it all and they weren't leaving. The exit came to mind but there was no use, the girl, whomever she was, would catch him before he even got close.
Wait, an idea came to mind. They were so caught up in themselves, he knew they would immediately come after him. Rage was the key to getting them, and that's exactly he'd build on.
Using the correct hand signals, which their sharp senses heard, used a delayed clone technique. Nothing but an illusion clone, both came rushing and erupting from either side of the tree. The girl, whos hair was a short waving violet, long bangs framing the face brought her foot twisting from the side. Beautiful to the eye, she was just as ferocious. Her accomplice, a rugged young lad, whom wore what appeared to improvised battle gear with tools lined up his legs in pouches and pockets. To add, the immense scroll on his back. Aian would rather not find out what's in the scroll.
All three clones dispersed, one being the original and surrounding the duo, or so they thought. There was a pause as they analyzed the clones in detail to try and distinguish the original.
"This isn't the Bloody Mist!" Aian spat from one of his clones. "We're trained to be the best of the best, and if a few bones have to be broken than so be it." He said, attempting poor reasoning skills with the seasoned genin.
"Don't even bother, you b*****d." The girl started. "You broke my sisters arm in four different places. As far as we're concerned, no one will even miss you."
Those words sank deep, deep enough to turn his own tactics against him. Being an orphan, they were right, and an insult like that couldn't be forgiven. Hiding and rationality was thrown out the window. Aian growled and caused the clones to charge after them; all three. Both took defensive stances, the boy tossing electrified kunai at two and the girl leaping into the air to kick another- each attack phased through. The original wasn't among them but above them.
Aian dropped down on the girl, whom was in mid flight and gripped her hair and forced her face first into the ground putting all his force into the fierce yet cheap attack.
"Maya!" The young genin shouted and drew more kunai, electrifying them and charging in blind rage. "I'll kill you!" He shouted and the two would clash in sparks and flare.
Placing three shurikens between his knuckles, Aian leaped away and landed, dodging the sporadic slashing and tossing the shuriken in response.
"You're only making this worse on all of us!" Aian stated and darted forward. Putting his force into his back foot, kicked off the ground and went after the opposing genin. He threw three more shuriken to dispose of his counter, which were cut down by the lightning kunai and landed but feet from him.
"Lets break your arm to!" Each boy came after one another, with a slash of lightning, a striffing lean by Aian and retaliating fist,both collided. Drawing his shuirken between his fingers sparks splashed as the kunai came down and pressed against the shuriken. Cracking under the elemental might, Aian overpowered the boy, throwing his hands up and swinging his foot into his side. The sheer force put into it left the boy keeling over. Before Aian could manage a quick knee, he leaped away and disappeared into the fog.
Moments began to pass as the two began to regroup after their encounter with Aian, and soon, the mist began to dissipate to reveal both genin standing side by side. The one known as Maya nose was bleeding and presumably broken by the crocked direction. The boy held two electric kunai, bent over slightly due to the fierce kick Aian landed earlier. Across from them he stood, their target, his arm covered in dried blood, sleeve torn, and forcing his posture up. No words could be said only the tension building as each waited for the other to move.
Their heavy breathes, tired and exhausted from the tension. Maya and her accomplice half expected to Aian to retreat, to run for the exit but pride over took the boy. He'd make the first move and clapped his hands together.
"Kōton: Kikou no Mukankaku!" His once bleeding forearm became an appendage of black steel. As he did,, the boy threw the kunai and clapped his hands together, forming seals and the kunai easily multiplied into nearly a dozen more electric kunai.
Aian retaliated by forming several more seals and slapping the ground, raising a barrier of steel.
"Kōton: Kōryūheki!" Each kunai pierced the first two layers and barely pierced the third. "Cheeah!" Came the girl from above, leaping over walls of steel, her foot ablaze in a coat of fire and came crashing down and met with the black steel arm. The sheer force forced Aian to the ground, her body paused and dust bursting forth from the force of her attack. Foot steps tread as the accomplice came rushing across, the lightning crackling to indicate his presence.
Aian threw his arm up, deflecting the girl into mid and leaped after her, clapping his hands together. "Kōton: Teshi Sendan!" Throwing his fingers forward, steel bullets shot from his fingers.
Maya's face went pale, seeing the impending steel bullets shot towards her. Her life flashed before her eyes, how short lived it was, or would be if not for some keen intervention. A keen eye for tools and near perfect precision, more kunai and shuriken were shot between the two, targeting the speedy projectiles and literately knocking them off course.
Aian's face went blank, shocked at the accuracy of such weapons and soon landed. He panted and darted his eyes ahead, where Maya was soon caught by the rugged tool genin. Aian has used so much chakra, there wasn't much, if any left in his tank. These two have certainly drained him, as did he them. Her blazing kick, which would have normally decimated any other genin was quickly shut down by Black Steel.
Maya panted and brought herself to her feet. "This isn't over.... Not by a long shot." She spat blood at the ground towards Aian and threw a smoke bomb to the ground.
Meanwhile, Aian barely carried himself to his feet and gave a relieved smile. "Karma, I thought we were friends?" He questioned and began to make his way out of the academy, barely carrying himself after exerting so much chakra in such quick succession."
{ Jutsu's used:
Kōton: Teshi Sendan [ Steel Release: Ten-Finger Drilling Bullets ]
•Rank - C
Kōton: Kōryūheki [ Steel Release: Steel-Style Wall ]
•Rank - C
Kōton: Kikou no Mukankaku [ Steel Release: Impervious Armour ]
•Rank - D
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Jutsu's learned-
Kōton: Tsukenaosu [ Steel Release: To Repair Once More ]
•Rank - E
Koton: Hagane no kōto [Steal Release: Coat of Steel]
•Rank - D
Kōton: Kikou no Mukankaku [ Steel Release: Impervious Armour ]
•Rank - D
Kōton: Saikou no Buki [ Steel Release: The Most Awesome Kind Of Weapons ]
•Rank - D
Kōton: Teshi Sendan [ Steel Release: Ten-Finger Drilling Bullets ]
•Rank - C
Kōton: Kōryūheki [ Steel Release: Steel-Style Wall ]
•Rank - C
Kōton: Senninriki [ Steel Release: Strength Of A Thousand Men ]
•Rank - B
Can I learn these?
