Kenchi Training

Takizawa is asleep when he feels something bite and tug on his ear. Instinctively he slaps his hand on it and he feels that it is a rat. "Aww man get off of me" Takizawa says as he throws the rat against the wall in his small bedroom. The wall slides down to the floor leaving blood smeared against the wall. Takizawa gets out of the bed and enters the kitchen (which is in his bedroom) "Mann nothing to eat again?" Takizawa snatches his coat off the rack angrily, he then exits the small orphanage in a bitter mood. He takes a slow walk to a nearby pond wondering what he should do for the remainder of the day. He finally arrives at the pond where he catches his dinner and cooks it on a fire. He is just about to begin training when he sees a fellow classmate has taken his spot. Takizawa walks up quietly to the student. Just as the the student notices him Takizawa punches him with a left hook and knocks him out. He then sighs as he drags his body away from his training spot. "Now I can begin." He says as he begins stretching. He notices some wights the student was training with. He picks them up and looks at them carefully. "I guess I will train my strength and speed today." Takizawa straps the weights on his hands and feet and begins to run. At first he is jogging, he then breaks out into a full out sprint. The weights that are strapped onto him are about twenty pounds. The clouds above Kiri begin to darken and the wind blows without a pause. Thunder erupts from above as Takizawa is training. Taki stops and looks at the clouds. He then kneels down and gets into a push up, with the weights still attached. He does 100 push ups and a few odd more until his muscles give up. He falls to the ground and laughs at his pain. He stands up and notices that the student he his just knocked out had started to wake up. He moves around and stands up and says. "why did you do that?" Takizawa looks at him and says "Shut up and get back down" The student remains standing refusing to give up. Takizawa sighs "okay I guess I will have to put you down again" Takizawa takes off his jacket and throws it to the ground. The instant it touches the ground Takizawa takes off towards the student, knowing he is at a disadvantage because the weights are still attached to him. He lifts up his leg and kicks it upward towards the students chin. The student dodges it in a panic using his arm to brace for the attack. Takizawa thinks to himself, "Pretty smart for an idiot" The student puts his arm down and this time he is on the attack. He unleashes a series of combos and one of them connect with Taki's temple and things go fuzzy for Taki. Once things clear up Taki spits the blood from his mouth into the student's eyes. Causing him to be temporarily blind. Taki grabs the weights he was just training with and begins to use them as weapons. He swings one of them at the students legs causing him to collapse to the ground. He then is about to land the finishing blow but stops. He figures that the student is not worth getting in trouble for and drops the weights to the ground and brushes his clothes off. He drags the kid away from his training space and begins to train as if nothing had ever occurred. Takizawa bends his body over into a hand stand position. He then begins to do push ups while suspended in the air by his hands. After forty push ups he stops, fatigued and a little bit warn out from the spar he just had. "Mann I'm gonna be so ripped after this" Takizawa says as he heads towards the stream to wash off. He takes the chains of his wrists. the weights fall down to the ground along with the chains, since they were both connected. Takizawa then begins to wash off in the stream. After he is done he notices that the kid that he had just finished beating is now gone. "Guess he went crawling back to his mommy" Takizawa says as he gets dressed and prepares his belongings to leave the training site. As if on Que a small mob of academy ninja appeared. "To whom do I owe this special visit to?" Takizawa says jokingly as he scans the small crowd with his eyes. The kids remain quiet and one tries to attack him from behind. Takizawa catches the little pricks wrist and quickly bends it in an unnatural direction. Some of the kids leave after seeing this. However one kid stays behind. He looks oddly familiar to Takizawa, h must be the kid he first beat up big brother. The genin ninja is quiet too. He slowly takes a step forward and after this Taki looses site of him. "Where did he go?" Takizawa say aloud. After these words leave his mouth he feels a fist connect with the back of his neck. This sends him spiraling forward uncontrollably. He's fast, Takizawa thinks to himself. Takizawa stands up back on his feet, his muscles tired and worn out from today's training. The genin ninja disappears again quickly. This time he messes up. Takizawa hears the sound of a branch snap behind him and quickly hops forward. He notices that the genin is equipped with a pair of brass knuckles with spikes protruding from them. "Fighting dirty I see", Takizawa says to the genin. The genin only smiles in response. Takizawa grabs the chains from the weights and wraps them around his fists. "o'right lets go!" Takizawa says as he breaks out in a sprint towards the genin. They are both moving so fast. They both then stop as a shinobi steps up to break up the fight. The genin uses his speed to get away. Takizawa tries to do the same but the shinobi grabs his collar and hold him back. "You again Taki, I told you to not get into anymore fights" Takizawa remains silent, he does not want to say anything to incriminate himself. The shinobi looks at Taki with pity and lets his collar loose. He warns Taki to stay out of trouble and try not to let his anger get the best of him. Takizawa gives a weary smile and runs off with his weights in hand. He arrives at his house and flops on his bed. He goes to sleep immediately.

WC-1124
+5 strength
+11 JP

Speed Training

Takizawa was sitting on the edge of his bed reading a book on speed and reaction time. "This is what i'm training for next, i suppose" Takizawa says as he sets down the book and goes through his morning routine of getting dressed abd such. After he is done with that he steps outside and takes a deep breath of air. The sun was shining bright but it seemed as if it was not emitting heat because it was cold where Takizawa was standing. Takizawa leaves the area surrounding the foster home he lives in and begins to walk slowly down the street to his destination. He had rented a training room which excelled in speed training. It cost him all of his money but Takizawa new it was worth it. Besides it would keep him out of trouble for the time being. *He arrives at the dojo* "Woah this place is nice" Takizawa says as he observes the dojo's interior. There are numerous melee weapons and punching bags. "I got this whole place to my self" Takizawa says as he throws his bag on the ground. He walks up to a punching bag and hits it once playfully. He then hears a loud, almost robotic voice. "You are here...then we shall..BEGIN" With the last word being said a small masked man enters the room Takizawa is in. He grabs a well carved bamboo stick and slaps it against the ground 10 times in a second. He then takes a stance with the bamboo stick held firmly to his side. He must be the instructor, Takizawa begins to think. Taki then takes his fighting stance. Muscles tense and arms held in front of him. Taki then hears what he believes to be a chuckle coming from the masked man in front of him. This upsets Taki, he charges at him plants his feet and kicks into the air aiming fir the mans head. Got em. But to Taki's amaze he connects with nothing but the untouchable air. Where'd he go? Then a loud snap and a sharp pain can be heard throughout the building. It was the masked man, he had just struck Taki with his bamboo stick. "You must be faster then that, if you want to train here" The man says behind the mask. His voice intense. OK Taki thinks to himself, if I can just land on attack it will show some improvement in my skills, so far. The man is obviously faster then Taki and stronger. Taki winces in pain as he grabs his side where he was hit. "Ready" Takizawa shouts firmly to the man. He nods in response and disappears not a second later. He reappears behind Taki and swings with the intent to knock his head off. Takizawa ducks just in time. The man strikes the ground where Taki is and Taki rolls away. The man continues to smack the ground with Taki rolling away in response. Taki then attempts to do a leg sweep aiming for the mans feet. He hops in the air, this gives Taki enough time to spring to his feet. Taki stands up and quickly getting into his fighting stance. Taki braces himself for the incoming attacks the man would soon attempt. The man rushes at Taki in a blur swinging the bamboo stick crazily, yet sane. Taki could tell the man had experience with the weapon he was using but within the few hour that they were sparring Taki was beginning to catch up little by little. What used to seem like a fast blur was beginning to turn into slow motion. It was not long before Taki was ducking and easily moving his head side to side to evade the stick. The moment came when Taki finally grabbed the stick out of the man's hand. Taki began to use it on his own. He through out a few bait attacks, which were meant to draw the man closer and once he was close enough Taki would swing the stick at his face and smack him senseless. After Taki landed his first attack on the man he stopped moving in shock, he then stepped back and requests his bamboo stick. Taki throws it at him no questions asked. The man then levels his knee and breaks the sticks in two. The man gets back into his stance and disappears again. Taki smirks, he'd seen this hundreds of times from the short and stocky man. Though something was different about this tie. The man was running in circles around Taki and it appeared as if there were 10 of him surrounding Taki. "He was just toying with me, all this time" Taki says as he falls to his knees and a quick and painful smack hits his head without warning. Taki comes back into reality and snaps out of it. He stands still in the center of the circle, inhaling and exhaling slowly. The man seemed very loud now that Taki was concentrating. Whenever he tried to attack Taki just stepped to the side and followed up with a kick. He was doing this all with his eyes closed. Just focusing on the natural and unnatural sounds around him. The unnatural being the man's foot pattern. When the man saw that Taki had mastered this phase he stopped and through down his sticks. "You are ready then" The man says assuredly as he begins to perform multiple hand signs. Then suddenly multiple clones of the man appear. "Attack!" The man sasy and hastily obeying the clones charge at Taki, bearing not threat as far as weapons went. Clone #1 leaps into the air does a flip and comes down flat with his knee. It hits the ground and a crunch can be heard. Fool he broke his leg Taki thinks as the clone stands back up and wipes the cement from his knee. "He crushed the ground" The man smiles pridefully. The clone runs at him kicking and swinging not getting fatigued at all. Taki in response blocks and occasionally throws in a jab to mix things up. Taki figuring he'd had enough punches the clone once irritated and sends him flying back hitting the wall. The clone then in response makes a loud puff and turns into smoke. Clone #2 was just the same. Once Taki figured he'd gathered enough learning experience from it he would destroy it without hesitating. The man who had summoned the clones watched the whole entire time. Occasionally he would nod in approval and mug in disapproval. After Taki had finished all the clones he was tired and out of breath. The man stood up and lazily through a kunai at Taki. Taki caught it midair and held it sideways in front of his face. "Training will be done once you manage to lay a scratch on me'' the man says. Taki nods his head and steps back. He takes a deep sigh and loosens his muscles. Taki then disappears. He reappears behind the man and slashes at his right shoulder. The man catches his hand and throws Taki to the ground. Taki stands up and tries once again this time he throws the kunai at the man to get his attention. The man attempts to catch it not knowing that Taki is behind him and Taki does a leg sweep. Knocking the man to the ground. He then catches the kunai and points it down at the man's chest and stabs it down lightly. Creating a small dot on the spot he stabbed at. The man stands up and reveals his face, removing his mask. He is a bald headed monk, by the looks of it. Taki bows respectfully to the man and pays him his costly fee. Taki grabs hi sack and exits the building. "That was fun" Taki says to himself as he walks back to his home. He arrives in his small room throwing his sack down. He takes off his shirt and looks into the mirror. His hair is wild and his skin a mess. His face is blood stained and his ribs and back moderately bruised. "What a day" Taki says as he clicks the light off and goes to bed.

WC: 1387

Requesting: +6 speed and 13 JP

All training is approved

Day 1
The mist engulfed the entire village of Kirigakure. One could not see his/her hand , if they were to put it in their face. Takizawa was already outside though, his sweater tied around his waist revealing an all white linen shirt. He was outside cleaning (Due to stealing from many stores) when it dawned on him. He wanted to become a member of the 7 ninja swordsmen, yet he had not mastered or even trained for Kenjutsu. Takizawa throws down the broom and anxiously yanks the gloves from his hands. He can hear the faint cries of the old man he was cleaning for behind him, as he ran ahead anxious to train his long awaited specialty, Kenjutsu.

Taki arrived in a pretty much empty field , besides the occasional rabbit or two the field was deserted. Even the sky lacked the many birds of Kirigakure. Takizawa drew out his unused sword from its sheath. He held the sword in front of him in a vertical angle dividing his face in two. Takizawa then did a small combination of slashes in the fog filled air. He would raise the sword in front of himself, slash forward, and then quickly stick the sword under his armpit. This would help only if the enemy was coward enough to attack Taki from behind. Taki would then once the opponent was punctured by the sword quickly hop back to scan the area for any more threats. "This will take some getting used to."Takizawa thinks to himself as sweat drips from his forehead. He had now been practicing this routine for hours. "I must try this on a monster and then maybe a human, once that is done I may feel a bit more comfortable" Takizawa values the next few moments of training temporarily on lethal and deadly techniques, he would hope to one day never have to use.

Takizawa leaves out into the forest to fine a formidable monster. On his way he sees many monsters none of which seem a threat at all. They do not even deserve the title monster. Taki is about to turn away when he hears a distant roar. He runs and hops from tree to tree to reach the location of the threatening sound. He reaches the point and sees a humongous creature. It appeared to be some sort of mutated bear. It had four arms and three legs. "This will be interesting. Takizawa thinks to himself. Takizawa walks toward the beast sword drawn and ready for use. The beast notices Taki from where it Is sitting. It stands up and looks at Takizawa intelligently. “This is a smart mammal.” Takizawa says to himself. The creature then begins to bend its body, in a leaping stance. It looked as if it would pounce at any moment. “Here it comes.”Takizawa says to himself, and then the creature leaps into the air. Its muscles tense, with canines that looked as if they could chew through bone, as if it were meat. Takizawa stands his ground. Feet pressed tightly against the ground. Once the animal is in striking distance Takizawa swings his sword aiming to make a clear cut against it’s head. However this creature was able to do a very flexible maneuver. It ducked its head, a second before impact. Once clear from the attack it dipped its shoulder in Takizawa direction as it was falling. At this rate it would make impact with Takizawa and probably injure him doing this battle and once injured he would die. Takizawa had no choice it was either his chest or arm. Takizawa turned his shoulder towards the creature’s shoulder. The moment they impacted there was a loud pop followed by a desperate yell from Takizawa. He knew he would not die in a place like this. Because if he did it would take days for people to even find his body due to the mist covering the village. Takizawa quickly snapped out of the shock he was in from having his bone just snapped. He flees from the creature sword in hand. He runs to a cave. He enters it and takes off his shirt to examine the damage. He notices his bone protruding from his skin. Takizawa was used to having broken bones but never in a life or death situation. “Going to have to pop it back in place.” Takizawa takes his shirt and puts it into his mouth. He grabs his shoulder, more specifically the bone. He then quickly shoves the bone back in its spot. Taki makes a muffled yell from the pain. He sits down and begins to rip his jacket to use it as a cushion for his shoulder. He then hears a loud footstep getting nearer. The closer it gets the more the ground beneath him quivers. He’s coming; Takizawa picks up his sword and exhales loudly. He walks outside the cave and almost runs into the monster. He quickly slashes its chest and dashes back to safety. The creature smiles at the large slash across its chest. Although injured it still continues its pursuit slowly closing in on Taki. Takizawa decides to go on the offense. He runs at the creature and leaps into the air. He brings the sword above his head while still suspended in the air and brings it down against the monsters first set of arms. Chopping both of its right arms off. The monster roars in disgust at the attack and charges after Taki. Taki stands his ground the sword held in front of him. He figured since the creature is mad it will not be able to think straight. Stupidly it charges directly at the sword which pierces through it. In its dyeing attempt it manages to land a successful punch on Takizawa’s jaw.

Takizawa lays on the ground near the body of the dead creature. He is bleeding a little from the cuts on him. His skin would appear dark from all of the bruises the creature inflicted upon him. Takizawa gets up and carefully removes the sword from the dead monster. He puts it back in its sheath and slowly heads home.

Day 2

The next day Takizawa is up and ready. His wounds bandaged and covered in ointment. to heal the bruises. Takizawa is now cleaning his sword of the monsters devilish blood. After he is done he puts it back in its sheath and steps outside for some fresh air. He figured he would head back t the dojo where he last did his speed training. He walks down the street. Surprisingly the mist had cleared. What was now left was some cold rain and hail, as usual. He slides open the screen door of the dojo and takes off his shoes respectfully. Taki is dressed in a white sweater. His silver hair has now grown longer. It is dripping down to his shoulders. He is also wearing his Kirigakure headband. He is very proud of his passing the exams and since then he has been able to make new friends and sparring partners.

He sees the master of the dojo sitting down legs crossed meditating. Takizawa walks up beside him and also sits down and begins to meditate. The man grunts once he is finish and ask Takizawa what has brought him here. "I wish to become one of the 7 ninja swordsmen of the mist. However to do so I must master Kenjutsu." The man nods in approval. "Very well, I shall teach you the basics. Do you have your sword?" The man says with a puzzled look on his face. Takizawa feels down at his waist and to his suprise his sword is gone. "I just had it." Takizawa says as he looks around for it. The man grunts for Takizawa;s attention. He appears to be holding something behind his back. He reveals Takizawa what it is, his sword. "The first thing you must know is to always keep hold of your sword. Never loose it or let it go. Your sword is a part of you so it must stay intact at all times. " The man throws Takizawa his sword. "now attack me." The man says as he stands still casually. Takizawa raises the sword above his head and slashes down at the master. The master disappears from his location and reappears behind Takizawa. He the pushes Taki away with the pals of his hands. Knocking him off balance slightly. "Had this been a real fight, you would already be dead." The man takes some time to let the reality sink in on Takizawa. He begins to speak again, "Leave no spaces unguarded, and be prepared to swing your sword around quickly to defend against attacks from behind." Takizawa nods in response. The man throws Takizawa a stick. "This will be your weapon today" Takizawa does not argue he just goes with whatever the old master says. "Begin." The man shouts as he too reveals a wooden carves stick of his own. He expertly swings at Takizawa. Takizawa makes an effort to block some of the incoming blows coming from the master. They continued at this pace for three hours until Taki finally got the hang of it.

The next step was to find an attack style that Takizawa is able to use. The old master was tired so everything from here on was up to Taki. He pulled out a large artificial dummy, so he could practice by hitting it. Takizawa now held the sword in front of himself. Both hands gripped firmly onto the handle. Before he would carelessly hold the sword. Gripping it with one hand, in hopes of being able to move better with it. Now he knew better. Every one hand swordsman knows that in order to succeed with one sword is to make sure that you do not loose it. Also you are able to do more damage to your opponent with both hands around the handle of the sword or any weapon for that matter. Having one hand on the handle would only allow you to use fifty percent of your strength. Therefore resulting in much lesser damage inflicted. Takizawa begin to swing the sword at the dummy lightly hitting it at first. But as time progresses the hits become much harder and the sword is being swung at a much faster rate. Unable to be seen by the average eye. The final blow he swings at the dummy results in nothing at first. But when Takizawa turns around and goes back to continue meditating. The dummy splits in two as the after effect of Takizawa's attack.

Takizawa is now ready for sword combat with an actual sword. He throws the wooden practice sword to the ground. He then unsheathes his katana. It glimmers in the light that is being shown through the room. The tip of the sword is sharpened to kill. Takizawa does a few practice swings in the air. You can hear the whipping sound of the blade as it is being swung. The master re enters the room. Carrying a sword with a towel carefully surrounding it. He unveils the towel to reveal a broad blue katana. Takizawa remains quiet and as soon as the man has the sword in his hand Takizawa rushes at him. He swings fast. He aims at the man's head and he ducks, but not before Taki is able to remove a few of his hairs from his head. When he attacks Takizawa quickly goes on the defense. Matching him blow to blow. The man's swings are now getting more predictable. Takizawa hops and ducks effortlessly evading the attacks. Taki can tell that the battle is near its end. The man is now breathing uncontrollably taking in big gulps of air. Takizawa has not even broken a sweat. A sign that through this his stamina has also improved. With the man's last attempt to win he swings. The attack seems so slow that Takizawa has to show off. At zero point five seconds he ducks and brings his sword up directly beneath the masters chin. Its point now dripping with fresh blood. The old man smiles in approval. "There is now nothing more that I can teach you" He says with a weary look on his face. "IN all of my years of mentoring and instructing Kenjutsu no one has ever learned this much in a day" Takizawa looks down at the ground humbled. The man smiles at Takizawa and holds out his hand for a shake. Takizawa grips it firmly and shakes it. He bows respectfully to the man and exits the dojo carrying his sword at his hip.

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+5 stamina
+5 health

Kenjutsu as specialty

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Approved the training.

Jinn was laying on the roof of his apartment. His hat tipped over his head, providing shade to his face. He looked up at the sky as the clouds rolled along together, creating faint images. This was one of the rare days that Kirigakure was not covered in mist. The sun shone brightly in the sky, its rays beaming brightly. Jinn smiled as the heat from the sun touched his face. The wind was at a stand still. The village was quiet today, strange actually. Jinn stood up and walked towards the ladder, which he crawled down. As his feet hit the floor, reality set in on just how weak Jinn actually was, he grimaced at the thought of being killed. He knew now, more than ever that there are stronger ninja growing everyday. Most of them were in a different league than Jinn, and he was aware of that. He grasped the handle of his sword, as he removed it from the its sheath. He said to himself "All of this training solo is getting quite boring." He looked at his sword as if expecting a response. "I know..that this is my last time training dolo...I need some competition and for now there is none..I must venture out into the boarders sometime soon..I know that there is tons of competition there." With that Jinn through his sword in the air and caught it, as it was falling back down, cursed too by gravity. Jinn laughed as he headed towards his favorite training site, to embark on his last solo training.

Jinn finally arrived at the isolated plain field. There were deer grazing in the grass, looking for food. Once Jinn arrived that ran away, afraid that he might be a hunter. Jinn was standing in the center of the plain field. As the wind began to blow, swaying the nearby trees. Jinn began to practice his knew sword techniques, he had recently learned. The first technique he would practice was called blade dash. This was when the swordsman would swiftly move pass there opponent in strike them, basically anyway. Jinn had his sword in his hand. He walked up to a broad tree and bended his knees. He lunged forward within the same second, his sword cut through the tree. Jinn slashed his sword in the air and stood upright. As the tree fell to the ground and the animals near the site all began to flee. The birds flew in flocks away in the sky and the squirrels now homeless went out to venture in the forest. As the ground beneath him quivered from the force of the blow from the tree falling. Jinn felt that this technique would work well in battle. He felt as if his senses heightened and his strength and speed increased whenever he performed the technique. He knew he would have the advantage in battle whenever he performed this technique. Due to the fact that if his opponent specialized in ninjutsu he would have an advantage in attacking first. While they were performing the many hand signs necessary to attack, Jinn would lunge forward in hopefully in the battle. Jinn smiled as he look at his sword. "Next up." He said aloud. "Heaven's slam!"

Jinn finished his brief break. He sat under a tree reading and expanding his knowledge n kenjutsu. He knew that the next technique, would require more skill and athletic performance. The name of the technique was Heaven's Slam. In order to get the full benefit and strongest outcome out of the technique, the user was to do a flip midair and come down with the sword, the rest lady gravity would do. Jinn knew he could perform the attack part of the technique, he just was not one hundred percent sure about the flip. "OK I gotta do this now." He said as he stood up and laid his katana against the tree. He would spend the next several hours practicing flips. He would hop in the air and turn over, the only problem was he could not hold the sword while suspended in the air. Every time he tried he would leap in the air turn around and the sword would slip from his grasp. This aggravated Jinn to the point where he thought about giving up everything. "Stupid flip." He said as he went over his last attempts in his head. He figured it was time to rest so he walked up to the stream and sat down. He washed his sword removing the splinters from it. He then leaned closer to the water and starred at his reflection. The person he was now starring at had hard and cold eyes. He attempted a weak smile and he noticed when he smiled his eyes became warmer. More inviting, he figured from now on he may try smiling, every once in a while. He dipped his hair into the water, to cool himself off. He then took a sip from the water. After resting for about half an hour he finally stood up. His fatigue gone, ready to successful complete the flip. Jinn held the sword in his hand tightly. He ran up towards the center of the field. He then leaps into the air. He spirals his body around into a perfect flip. In his mind Jinn is above excited, but he does not let that keep him from finishing. He is now on his way down. The gravity pushing him with all it force. Jinn imagines a person beneath him as he surges downward, hands holding the sword tightly. Upon impact the sword enters the ground and the area near the sword begins to make thin, but noticeable cracks. Jinn tugs with his strength and manages to remove the sword from the ground. He looked at the ground and then back at his tense muscles in his arm. He did not know how someone of moderate strength was able to puncture the ground in the way he just did. Jinn was too shocked to smile so he just walked away and sat down near a tree caught in his thoughts. I never knew I could pull off such a devastating technique. Jinn had killed in the past, but that was only in missions and he felt the killing was justified. Though Jinn knew better. He knew deep down, that there was no such thing as justified killing of any kind. He knew the human response in any situation was an eye for an eye. Although, he also knew that any form of murder was wrong and injustice. He grew up knowing the tragedies that murders could cause. He knew that in the end retaliation only caused more retaliation. He read in scrolls how in the past revenge and hatred would fuel only more of the kind. Jinn did not understand what would make someone want to seek revenge on other people. He was ignorant to these sort of things because he never had a family so he never felt love nor hate. Besides the petty jealousy he used to get from his classmates when he was in the academy. Jinn sighed and stood up. He stretched his arms out to their limit as he yawned. He saw a boulder near by and he walked up to it. For some strange reason he felt a tingle deep inside when he looked at the boulder. "I must destroy this. To demonstrate the means of an new beginning. I want to help make the world a place free of hatred and jealousy and to symbolize that I will destroy this boulder. To demonstrate the power I may hold in the future." Jinn held the sword erect at his side. He bent his knees slightly. He then lunged forward while screaming. He felt the pressure of the tip of his sword slicing through the stiff and hard rock. As he was near the end of the boulder he brought the sword deeper and deeper into the crust. To surely leave his mark on the boulder. He heard the crisps, and cracking sounds that the rock made. He was now done. He put his sword in its sheath and looked over his shoulder at the narrow horizontal line, somewhat dividing the huge boulder. "This is the symbol of a new beginning." The moment he said these words it began to rain. He heard the crackle and pop of thunder in the sky as he headed back home to collect his things and set out on his journey.

WC: 1430
+7 stats
+14 JP

Approved.

Jinn was asleep, his legs stretched out to their full length hanging over the edge of the bed. His arm gripped tightly around the pillow. Jinn was having another one of his nightmares. Jinn was laughing with a group of fellow ninjas, when for some reason he got the urge to kill them all. So he did, he felt their pain their screams and yells for help, but for some reason he could not stop himself. After his actions were all done, resulting in the death of the many surrounding ninjas. He now stood in a pile of blood with a grim look on his face. His lips pressed tightly together, his hair covering his eyes. Jinn woke up in a pile of sweat, his heart pounding hard. He sat up and began to open the window inside of his apartment. The sun's rays beamed through the window, shining brighter than ever. Jinn got out of his bed and began to embark on his morning activities. Once he was though with this he decided to check the amount of ryo he had. Since he had recently bought a few items that he desired. This left him with twelve thousand ryo left. His favorite of the items was the heavens ninjato. The store owner said that some guy named echo uchiha created, who he was and why he was so famous was a mystery to Jinn. All in all he liked the ninjato and decided it would be his primary weapon for now. Jinn gathered his belongings and exited his apartment he decided he would go to take a walk around the village.

Jinn began his walk along the streets in Kirigakure when something caught his mind. He suddenly felt the urge to train a little. The last time he had had a decent sat was when he was killing a group of bandits.Jinn felt little better now that that was over. He knew they deserved death therefore he was glad to give it to them and on top of that it was a direct mission from the mizukage himself. Jinn reached a small training section near the outer part of the village. He set himself up a target practice board. Jinn began to stretch his muscles as to not hurt himself in training. After Jinn was done he took out one of his kunai and thew it at the board. It landed far from the bulls eye, which proved Jinn really needed to train his accuracy skills, for they would be demanded in battle. Jinn walked to the tree and removed the kunai from the board. Jinn walked back about five meters from the tree and begin to launch another kunai at the tree, followed by three more. One of the kunai's went pass the tree another hit far from the bulls eye and the final one was a little close to the bulls eye but not close enough to be considered improvement. Jinn walked back to the tree and removed the kunai. He practiced this several more times until improvement was noticeable. Jinn stood with the three pronged kunai in his hand. The were each between separate fingers. Jinn flicked his wrist and aimed forward for the bulls eye and all of the kunai hit their target. The Kunai were all connected write on top of each other. Jinn removed the kunai and began to back flip backward springing off of his feet while he was flipping he was also throwing his kunai at the bulls eye. a little flashy but it showed some improvement none the less. Jinn sat down. His body covered in sweat. His face blank containing little emotion. Since Jinn had realized he would be killing for his village he figured that it may be best that he stop participating in things that will involve emotions, for the time being. Jinn placed his kunai in a pouch at his side. He closed it and revealed a book. He walk towards a tree and sat in the shade. Jinn opened the book, it would explain the human body to him and let him know the location of the various pressure points located in the human body. This would increase his chance of victory in a battle. Also it would make him more smart.

As time passed by and the sun went down out of Jinn's vie. Jinn was done with the book. He closed it and stood up. He stretched and yawned lazily into his outstretched hand. Jinn stopped what he was doing and took out two of the "Heavenly Ninjato", that he purchased from the ninja shop. He wielded them in both his left and right hands. This would be his first time practicing, with two weapons. Jinn flipped the ninjato in his right hand and caught the handle of it perfectly, he does the exact same thing with his left and continues to do the routine. Until, it looks like he is juggling the ninjato's. Jinn knew that this would help his handling greatly. He already had his accuracy perfected in just a short amount of time. Jinn stopped the juggling and begin to do a few practice swings in the air. After all of this training he figured that he could be more of a threat at close range. Also he had realized, while reading the book, that there was a greater chance at killing your opponent by aiming for the chest. Since it is more of a wider target, therefore there is more greater of chance of the attack landing. Jinn stopped swinging his ninjatos. He walked over towards a stone wall and leaps into the air, he then does a forward flip and brings the sword down on the wall. Upon landing on it his sword sticks into the wall and the layer around the wall begins to crumble and soon the wall itself crumbles. It did not take long for this to be noticed by a passerby's. A short yet stocky man approaches Jinn his face red and breaking out in patches. "You bastard. Do you know how long it took me to build that wall!!" Jinn looks at the man, his hands twitching while holding both of the ninjatos firmly. "Sorry, I didn't see your name on it and also isn't it strange to build a random wall here? But whatever, I'll build it back." Jinn said as he sheathed both of his swords. He walks towards the wall and begins to stack the pieces of the wall together, while the man molds it back in place. By morning the wall is rebuilt and Jinn is guilt free. The man doesn't think him because it would have never happened had he not broken it. Jinn sighs as he walks away from the training ground.

Jinn was heading home when he saw a man crying along the streets of Kirigakure. Jinn was tired and had not slept in a day but he was a ninja and it was his duty to make sure everyone in the village were happy and satisfied. Jinn walked to the man and the man says, "What do you want? Are you one of those goons." He says between sobs. "I told you that I will pay you when I can just don't hurt her!" The man says his head bowed while his tears drop towards the ground. Jinn places his right hand on the man's shoulder and the man surprisingly attempts to flip Jinn. Jinn saw the this coming because while his hand was on his shoulder he felt the man's muscles tense. Jinn grabbed the man's wrist and began to grip it tightly after a brief time the man came to his senses and let go. "I am Jinn. A chuunin of this village you were crying and I noticed that is why I came over here. Do you need any help with your problems?" The man looks at Jinn apologetically. "Sorry, I can't tell you.."Jinn cuts him off midway his sentence and looks at the man his face showing interest. "I am a ninja of this village it is my job to help with any problems within it." Jinn says firmly. The man sighs and begins to tell Jinn that his daughter had been kidnapped and was being held for ransom. Jinn listened until he heard what he needed to hear. "It's alright, rest assure that I will save your daughter." Jinn leaves from the man's side and heads towards the forest.

Jinn arrives at the address he was giving to make the drop off of ryo. While he was there he saw a man standing against a tree his arms folded. "You got the money?" Jinn looks at the man his face not showing any emotion. "Tough guy huh? Okay" The man pulls out a rusty katana. Jinn had to stay aware of this for if he was cut with the sword he would be at a greater risk of an infection. Jinn removed both of his ninjatos. "I am Jinn and I am here for the girl. Remain calm and your life will be sparred. "The man smirks barring his teeth, he runs at Jinn, his feet uncoordinated. Jinn figures that he is drunk. Jinn looks at the man's pathetic attempt at an assault. "Very well." Jinn stays in his place and when the man is in striking distance Jinn slices at the man's wrist forcing him to drop his katana. He had aimed for a less serious artery so the man had about twenty minutes to live. Jinn approached the man as the blood was gushing from his wrist. Jinn looked down at the man his eyes filled with hatred "Where is she!!? Jinn says to the man. All he does is point off towards a direction west of their current location. Jinn walks off pass the man and continues in the direction. He had chosen to let fate choose whether the man lives or dies. Jinn arrives at an isolated cabin. Through the window a dim light could be seen glowing. Jinn walks towards the house his swords in their sheath. He reaches the door which slides open in half in front of him. Jinn enters the room where he sees a girl in a headlock with a kunai placed to her jugular. Jinn sighs "Gotta make this difficult." He says looking at the man holding her hostage. "Tell you this you let her go and I will only remove one of your legs." The man chuckles a little. Relaxing his guard for just a split second. Jinn took that second to attack the man he uses his attack called swallow. He cuts both of the man's legs from under him. The girl falls to the ground. Jinn then makes a fatal sweep for the man's head. Removing it completely from his shoulders. Jinn picks up the little girl and carries her away in his arms.

Jinn arrives back at the village and gives the girl back to her father. The man thanks Jinn and offers him ryo but Jinn refuses since he figured he had enough for the time being. Jinn makes his way back to his apartment. Where he figures he would sleep like never before.

[WC: 1881]

18 JP
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