Welcome to Gaia! ::

Logan Hyuuga, the Blue Byakugan

((Appearance: He has very large blue Byakugan eyes which appear to lack pupils. He wears a cloak, pants, gloves, a shirt, four scarfs, and a mask. they are all black and made of special materials. These clothes make it so only his eyes can be seen.))

They just stood there in thought for a few moments it seemed, trying to think of the best way to get it to choose between them. That was when the keyblade suddenly revived. It's wings moved as it pulled itself right out of their now loosened grips. He flew off from them. Logan turned and ran in its direction, watching as it flew in the air in circles. It seemed rather at ease compared to before. He turned as it descended to them again. It flew past Logan and went right to Cinder. From there, the Winged Chain slowly descended behind her, and pressed itself into her back. It's wings flowed over her shoulders and around her neck. It stopped moving then, loosing any real movement. Logan glanced down then as he walked back to her. Their relative stature made it obvious he was younger then her. He looked back up to her, seeing the excitement on her face. She laughed almost as if she was singing and was spinning in her celebration. Then she brought her gaze to him and reached her hand out towards the Hyuga. He eyed her hand for a moment with his nearly emotionless eyes, making certain he could trust her. He slowly reached his hand out to her then slowly took her hand. He bowed his head to her lightly, saying nothing.
Logan then turned and moved to leave. He had to go, as he would be needed elsewhere. He quickly picked up the pace and exited the gates, leaving the village entirely.(2x) ((exit))
48788 SP/chakra
Spendable skill points: 128
Camouflage Concealment Technique-550/550

❇❈❉❊Down on your knees...
xx❇❈❉❊ You don't look so tall...
xxxx❇❈❉❊ Open your eyes...
xxxxxx❇❈❉❊ And the empire falls...



The boy had been fighting these zombies for a while, and his scythe was bloody as hell. He sighed, it would take a while to get all the blood stains off. He swung his scythe once again, taking out the last zombie in that area. It was great, cause he was able to knock out two areas worth of zombies while Cinder had taken a ride on the magic Keyblade. Pffft, freeloader. His arms was sore, as he has a few scratches and scraps, but luckily he abstained no injury from the infected, he just needed to clean up his bleeding wounds. They had gotten a hold of him a couple of times, but he was able to escape them. He injured his leg as well, and soon he stumbled back to the cliff, and saw Cinder was sitting against a tree. He quickly hobbled over to her, and leaned against the tree himself. He panted, as he was in a rather bad condition. There was blood everywhere on him, his clothing was ripped and tattered, and his scythe looked red, not blue. He just smiled to the girl he kissed not too long ago, and sat down next to her, giving a nod.

"Why, hello there, Cinder. Nice to see you made it here okay."

Without a shadow of doubt❇❈❉❊

xxxxx
We will fight tooth and nail❇❈❉❊xxx
Until salvation is found❇❈❉❊

❇❈❉❊Down on your knees...
xx❇❈❉❊ You don't look so tall...
xxxx❇❈❉❊ Open your eyes...
xxxxxx❇❈❉❊ And the empire falls...



Axis gave a confused look as Cinder leapt up from her spot against the tree, as she practically tackled him over. His ice blue eyes looked down at her, as she began to look his wounds over. He gave a laugh and nodded. He felt oddly cared for when she was all medical like this over him, made him almost feel important. He continued to watch her, but then she hugged him. He was a little surprised at this, but slowly hugged her back, wondering if she really was this concerned about her. He gave another smile and rubbed her back gently. His heart beat regularly, as his breathing slowed down to it's normal speed. He wasn't bitten, but scratched and banged up little.

"Yeah, I'm okay, Cinder. You where just doing what you wanted to do, there' no harm in that. Plus, I'm strong, I can fend for myself." He gave a laugh, his voice was soft and soothing, as it was low but still cheerful. His arms squeezed her slightly, almost like he was reminding themselves that they were still alive, and they had each other.

Without a shadow of doubt❇❈❉❊

xxxxx
We will fight tooth and nail❇❈❉❊xxx
Until salvation is found❇❈❉❊

Axis couldn't help it, he laughed when Cinder turned away. He enjoyed the hug very much, as he wanted to continued with their conversation, but he decided he would just go along with her. His black haired swayed in the breeze, as his sweater did too. He looked over the cliff at the ghost town, what was going on, why where there so many of them? This was a world of ninjas, surely not this many ninja have fallen to the clutches of the undead. His ice blue eyes filled with remorse, he couldn't believe this was happening. He then began to follow Cinder, his scythe was a bloody mess, and he would have to completely wash it down. He held it by his side, and began his way down the cliff killing any zombies they came across. He continued, looking over his shoulder at her and gave a smile.

"So, where are we headed? Back to one of our villages, or shall we train here a bit?"

(x2)

❇❈❉❊Down on your knees...
xx❇❈❉❊ You don't look so tall...
xxxx❇❈❉❊ Open your eyes...
xxxxxx❇❈❉❊ And the empire falls...



Axis looked down at Cinder, making a confused look. It took him a few moments to understand what she was applying to this, wondering why she suddenly got all concerned. But then he looked down at his bloody and tattered clothing, then as his blood covered scythe. He knew he would have to clean it very soon, as the blood would rust the blade. The black haired boy then nodded, raising his ice blue gaze to the sky, he watched the fluffy white puffs grace across the sky, just chillin up there for no reason, watching the world go to hell without a care in the world. Axis gave a smile, enjoying her concern over him, what was her home town anyways? He nodded to her, and began to take off his sweater, and wrapped it around his wast. He looked over his scythe again, clearly upset with the fact that his scythe got that bloody, but after hacking away that many zombies, he was bound to get it at least somewhat dirty, but he did always try to make it so he could at least keep it semi clean, but this wasn't one of those times. His ice blue eyes traveled back to Cinder, as he motioned for her to lead the way.

"Well, lead the way, Cinder. I'll hack off any zombie that tried to come near, so you don't have to worry." He said with a smile. The very least he could do was protect her. He did feel the need to protect her once in a while, as she was his friend and team mate now. He looked at the Key on her back, noticing that the Key was able to put up so much of a fight, and then wondered if he would find a special weapon like hers. But that change was slim, and he didn't really care much. He continued to smile, as the wind blew at his hair, and his blue eyes lit of with the sense of adventure, this was going to be fun.

Without a shadow of doubt❇❈❉❊

xxxxx
We will fight tooth and nail❇❈❉❊xxx
Until salvation is found❇❈❉❊

They were too fortunate, too lucky that the afterlife didn't receive two new members tonight. If it did, the chances of their body being secure would have been equivalent of playing basketball blind and winning by skunking the other team. The two survivors had made it to the home that did not belong to the blind Asura. When they had arrived there, The man that had Jet kazama on his shoulder was in relief when he heard from his people that the zombie outbreak had been taken care of. There were still people in the village that were filled with fear more than relief. What had started the zombie outbreak in the first place? Was it really gone or was there a few still lurking around in the shadows? And more importantly, was it going to come back again? It could be worse the next time and escape would be futile. A lot of questions were up in the air about the zombie outbreak but the most important thing to consider was that they were safe and this should be motivation to train harder and become stronger. That way, when the outbreak did happen again, those who trained would be ready, while those who did not would perish.

His peers had doubts about welcoming Jet Kazama into their village. The boy looked like he might have been a ticking time bomb until he would turn into the undead. Just by bringing the Asura into town the fear began to build. But when the man told their story about how they met in Hidden Void, and more importantly how Jet Kazama had saved his life, they had placed their trust into the man. If it wasn't for the injured Jet Kazama, then the Asura might have been the only survivor. The man had took him to one of the sections of the village that was equivalent to a hospital, where the medical nins could assist him back to health; where they would then attempt to help him with his new lifestyle of being blind to the world. Out of respect, the man had shielded Jet Kazama's eyes from public using a few wraps that he tore from the clothing of the deceased back at Hidden Void. When the two arrived the hospital section, the medican nins had replaced the ripped cloth with legit bandages. His clothing and gear was once again stripped from him but this time they were within Jet Kazama's reach right in the corner. The medical nins had denuded him and placed yet another hospital robe on him; something Kazama's savior felt like it would be something the Asura would dislike when he would wake up. Until then, the man sat in a chair hunched over, resting his chin over his interlaced fingers;his elbows acting as a rest as well on his quads waiting for Kazama to rise.

The doctors said that he was recovering at a rapid pace, something that they've never seen before in other patients that they have seen come and go. Such info like that alone made the man question more about Jet Kazama. One entire week without any food, becoming knocked out, blind, and making such a speedy recovery? After being released from the hospital after the exams!? The Asura was of interest to the other survivor, along with the medical nins and the other people in Hidden Stone.
566x2=1132+37=1169 words

Jet Kazama’s senses indeed have been amplified since he had lost his eyesight back at Hidden Void. Not too long after the event occurred and his body had been pushed to its limit once more, the construction to boost the other four senses had begun. So when Jet was fully recovered his senses were already fixed to adjust to his new body. “Easy there Jet.” The man said calmly. He had seen Kazama in action and knew that he would be ready to get into some action if there was a threat to his existence in such a vulnerable spot. Kazama had heard that familiar voice that he had gotten used to hearing that week in Hidden Void. When he heard the deep, but calm tone, his clenched fists had dropped slightly, along with his guard. “Onix?” Where was Jet Kazama at? Were they still in danger from the horrendous zombie outbreak? They were certainly not in the position that the Asura was in; the Asura had felt only one presence in wherever he was at. So did that mean that they did make it to Hidden Stone like Onix said? Or perhaps they still had a long way to go, and more zombies to take out before they would finally make it to his home? “Yeah, it is me. Just me.”

It was good to hear that tone of assurance. But slowly, Paranoia began to drip into Jet Kazama’s psyche. He didn’t have his sight at the moment, and seeing as how he wasn’t sure where he was or if they even got away from the zombie outbreak, he was on his guard once more; this time with his new weapon. Instantly the majestic looking Ballistic had appeared in his extended arm, facing horizontal towards Onix. If he had his sight he would have known for sure that his friend wasn’t one of the infected. But that was gone from him now and he was becoming more afraid. The Asura would have tried to make light of this situation, given his personality and all but he was not about to become zombie food; certainly not by someone he had gotten to know a bit more during those days. Going through all of this, the attack with Eli, the chuunin Exams, and the days of hope they wanted and days of fighting they endured; there was no way that he was going down right now. Onix was about to reassure Jet Kazama that there was no need to engage in combat once more. But seeing it from Jet’s view(no pun intended), he could understand how he didn’t exactly trust his words. If Onix would have been in the same position, the man from the Stone village would have been skeptical as well. “How do I know you won’t turn me into a dish soon?”he demanded, quickly curling his lower body into him like he was doing a crunch, and perform a kip up off the bed, landing on the ground gracefully without fail.

Kazama kept blowing Onix’s mind the more that he stayed around the Asura. A back spring off of the hospital bed to the floor? Just what exactly was he? What kind of training did he have to where he could perform such a feature on a surface that wasn’t so solid to begin with. He saw that Jet Kazama had quickly switched to drastic measures, going from using his fists to going with Jet Kazama’s second signature weapon known as the Ballistic. There was no need for a weapon such as that to be used in this setting, and deep down he felt that Jet Kazama had known this as well. If the Ballistic began to sap Jet’s insanity then he would have left this hospital taking a few lives in the process, and then he would not have the sanity to worry for his own outside of Hidden Stone. He had to use reasoning with the Asura instead of using the Doton element. “Relax Jet Kazama. Think clearly. It’s been close to a day since we’ve left Hidden Void; almost close to a day that you’ve been out cold. If I had became infected I would have already turned you into a zombie by now wouldn’t I? I know we haven’t know each other long, and the position you are in doesn’t allow you to discern, but from the time we’ve known each other we’ve head each others backs. You got to trust me.” He explained, hoping that his words of reasoning and logic had gotten inside of Jet Kazama’s head, and that his weapon would disappear and they can move on to more important matters.
The Asura had taken in his words one at a time and Onix did raise a point. After he became blind and after the battle he was out cold once again; was this starting to become a trend? Surely if they’ve encountered a zombie fest the Asura would have been initiated without a fight from Jet Kazama. Plus Onix was right in that they didn’t know each other for too long, but in the time that they’ve been a team they have had each others backs. They were forced to in Hidden Void where their life was on the line against an entire village. It would seem to be the wise choice to not trust someone you’ve just met one hundred percent, but then again Jet hasn’t known Adell Terumi much long either, and after the exams he had a new respect for the greatest ninja in the world maybe. The Asura remained in his offensive stance for a few moments, before the Ballistic disappeared. His offensive stance then moved to a more relaxed position. A hand began to rise and move more across the bandages. “How bad are we talking, and where are we?” Jet asked. He had already knew that he had became blind forever; the pain that was inflicted and that he felt did not say otherwise.
words this post=1k
1k+1678=2678 words

The Hidden Stone warrior started off with even more good news this time around; dealing with the zombies and what the status was on them. “Well, the zombie outbreak is over… I do not exactly believe it one hundred percent but from what we have been hearing from some of our friends in other villages, the outbreak is over and everything is back to normal.” Onix’s facial traits formed a curious expression right afterwards. While it was marvelous that the outbreak was over, and that everyone in their own village can be back to their own life, there were still answers that needed to be answered. One of them was how did the infection even begin of course. Was it through the atmosphere via aerosols? There was just no way that it could have been though penetration of one of the first defenses of the body-the skin. The outbreak happened way too damn fast for that. A method like that would have had to take weeks at least to get to the amount of zombies that it had. And another question that Jet wondered as well was how on earth did it just go away? Each village was infected with the virus; no doubt some of the zombies had managed to wander off from the villages and infect innocents that were outside of the villages. Bandits, homeless people, the list could go on. There should have been reports that a few loose cannons were still running wild. But this report that Onix was speaking about saying that it seemed to have been clear in all villages? Jet was cynical about that piece of information. But alas, there wasn’t much he could do; it was not as if he was going to go out there and wipe out every last one of them. Those bastards were gone? Good riddance.

“And since we are now even my friend, you are free to do as you wish.” Onix told him, now rising from the chair he was in; getting back on his feet. “Our docks are less than minutes away here, so if you want to go back to Hidden Volcano you are free to do so. I will guide you out of course and do my best to make sure you have a safe trip there. If you do that, then as for your bandages, you can take them off in a few days, maybe a week or two.” The warrior from Hidden Stone had remembered one of the conversations that they had during their time in the shelter from the zombie outbreak back in Hidden Void after the arrival of Jet Kazama. The Asura and warrior had exchange info as to where they were from and Kazama had told him that he was from the Hidden Volcano village. In addition to that, Kazama also told Onix about his little situation about how he had just won the chuunin exams but it took a great deal out of him and he was sent to the hospital; just before waking up in Hidden Void. He watched as Jet Kazama appeared to be pondering on the option that Onix gave him on leaving and finally getting back to his home; a goal that he has been trying to accomplish since he had won the chuunin exams. “Or…” the warrior of Hidden Stone trailed off in his sentence, attempting to spark Kazama’s interest in the next options. “You could stay here for the time being. My peers, along with some of the people here would like to meet the man who saved my life.” His last info on the perks of staying here was something that Onix hoped might entice the Asura into accepting his offer. “Also, we have someone that not only work on getting your eyesight back in just a days, but improve it as well; help you see other visions that the normal eye cannot picture; through training of course. You told me that you only had one element under your belt. If you train with us you can have another one as well.” Onix said. Onix had expected Jet Kazama to need more time to think about his situation. If he wanted to go home then while he would be disappointed, Onix knew that getting home was something that Jet wanted to do since the exams. But the Asura did not need much time to think about it. Get his eyesight back in less time and learn a new element to help him become even stronger? How could one say no to that? Plus he would more than likely get the beat down of his life if he came back to Marasol. This way, at least he would be stronger during that process.

“….I’ll stay.” The Asura told the warrior from Hidden Stone.
words=802
3359+802=4161 words