Sparring with Hatsugen [Private]

[Demetri has 15 speed for this whole topic and I have 27, so I am almost 2x as fast as him, making the above post completely logical. Unless the staff deems it wrong that is.]

[Yes you are way faster, and I get the counter arguement, but you have him like less then half a foot away from you propped up on a sword, and to be honest a student-level character simply isn't that skilled.

The verdict from me, Suzaku and Echo is that you have been killed. This is the final decision, and your response is therefore voided.

Shouten's turn.]

The blood filled display occurs with actual surprise, the leaf shinobi actually managing to take his assailant with him.
This sole event tips the balance of hatred for nations, he watched as a leaf shinobi was willing to lay down his life to get another shinobi out of harms way only to be slaughtered in the process, perhaps the Fire Nation is turning in the right direction, even a bit by this one childs actions.
Shouten advances, eyes narrowed and filled with hatred as all emotion priory displayed upon his face via the smirk is removed giving him his heartless stoic facade once more.
"We are taking them back to Volcano, I wanna find out where this little scum bag came from so I can properly divert my rage at the source.."
The boy whom he is speaking of being the first he acts towards, he grips his hands forcing them free of his own blade whilst pulling it with a jerk from the leaf ninjas lifeless body.
The sheath is next collected and laid to the side with the blade, Shouten reaches within his right jacket pocket with his left hand and pulls forth what looks to be a cloth napkin, in time this reveals itself to be Shouten's storage bag as it is unfolded and un tucked.
Shouten proceeds to go through each child making a stack of their belongings before dragging them within the bag and repeating the folding process to return it to miniature sizes.

"You two can have what is left, all I need is the blade and sheath for my own creations, sound fair?"
whilst speaking his words Shouten leans down gripping the sheath in his right hand whilst his left grabs the ragged cloth covered diamond katana off his left hip allowing the cloth to fall to the ground, the diamond katana is now slid within the sheath perfectly as he now places it upon his left hip comfortably, the old cloth and blade now picked up as he wraps the blood covered blade in the cloth to further examine later back at his base, perhaps Volcano's medics can at least find an origin of the two children, perhaps they got lucky enough to find a bloodline.

[918]

Sayomi approaches the two bodies, watching as Osore laughs hysterically and Shouten begins to loot the freshly dead corpses. The man was right, they may have been lucky enough to find a bloodline, although valuables were not likely on these two low ranked ninja.

Sayomi would let Osore have first pick though, as he had little interest in the petty weapons and would likely just want the kunai knives for personal use as tools.

[19/30]

Osore climbs back to his feet wiping the tears of mirth from his eyes with his right sleeve and glances towards the pile of nick knacks before dismissing them with a turn of his head as he glances around. "So I'm guessing you don't want me to eat them?" He asks a slight frown forming as he questions the two.

Shouten surveys what is left and the items Sayomi takes, Shouten not having need for any but alas he grabs what remains such as articles of clothing and the leaf headband, he pulls out his bag once more placing the items inside along with the cloth covered katana coated in blood, the bag returned to its resting place in the aforementioned method.
Shouten hears Osore wine about not getting to eat them, "You can later when we confirm their origins and if they are of any worth bloodline wise, you can never be to careful."
Shouten looks towards Sayomi, "What a shame they did this though, I didn't get to try out my new weapon or my new powers, are we just this scary looking?" Shouten actually chuckles softly at his last words.

[1051]

Sayomi stares at the blood that now litters the ground, the liquid covering the floor that him and his comrades now stood on.

"I suppose the weak will always fear the strong," Sayomi replied to Shouten, trailing off a little bit.

Sayomi looked down at the two kunai knives he had gotten from the dead in front of him. It was unfortunate that they were unable to try out their new powers and weapons, he had really been looking forward to seeing his friends in action.

[18/30]

Osore faulters looking back in what appears to be shocked mixed with slight sadness "S-scary..?" He asks as if scandalized "Hey Hey Shouten I don't look scary do I??!!' he asks now standing next to his friend asking almost pleadingly..he always though the was kind of dashing looking..not SCARY!! Monsters are scary! He's a handsome Devil..most certainly not a monster...that and his feelings are hurt slightly..Osore is slightly vain as shown when he decided not to kill an enemy that attacked him in favor of fixing his slightly singed hair.
[17/30]

Shouten hears Osore's words and the emotion in his voice, for once in his life he hears something other than complete insanity from the satanic man, he will not pass this up.
"Osore, man...you look so scary and vicious, you make hells demons look like beautiful creatures!"
Shouten says in an upbeat tone as if complimenting the man, he waits to hear a reaction to the mans words, no doubt it will certainly be a show.
Although waiting for his teasing words he knows Osore better and does take a few steps forwards immediately afterwards and turns to face him should his anger be turned upon Shouten for his words.

[1162]

[Forgot to count the other posts XD]

Sayomi ignores Shouten and Osore for a moment, solemnly place a hand to his face before carefully removing the bandages from his eye. Peeling away the bandages and slowly revealing the sharingan eye now implanted in his socket. A single tomoe remained near the pupil of the eye, the crimson ocular signature glowing for a moment from the light before settling into a solid red. He blinked a few moments, adjusting the eye as it slowly blurred into focus for him. He shielded his eye again for a few moments with his hand, then let his gaze glance to both of his friends. With the power of this eye, he could clearly see the chakra signatures they had, but not much else. While Sayomi's Byakugan was currently much more valuable, the potential of this Sharingan eye would be worth it.

It was fortunate that Kaito had sold the other eye to someone else, a mist ninja who presumably also had it implanted. Sayomi planned on tracking down that ninja and killing him, retrieving the other eye so he could possess the full pair. He hadn't seen the power of his comrades up close, but he felt confident that they would be able to eliminate the target without much trouble. For now there was very little else going on, and Sayomi didn't feel like wandering around for another few hours to find two more people who would provide ten seconds worth of entertainment and be instantly disappointing. At least Shouten and Osore seemed to be getting some level of enjoyment from it.

Sayomi started up at the sky, still adjusting to vision with an activated Byakugan and Sharingan eye. It would be something he needed to get used to, as the visual perception was enough to throw someone off slightly. He continued blinking rapidly, slowly taking in his surroundings and letting the feeling of both dojutsu come to him.

He looked back over at the site of the chaos that just occurred, a pang of hopelessness for the world hit him. People were so easily ruined by fear, slaughtering eachother at the slightest provocation. This would couldn't be saved, people were killing eachother before a hand could even be raised in action. His methods of peace by fire felt pointless, even his radical plans would be useless if the weak struggled and killed themselves. It took only the slightest hint of fear, and not even a threat of death, for both of them to turn on each other. The betrayal they exhibited signified and proved that the loyalty that villages taught its ninja was a lie, and that human nature would always resort to chaos and darkness. If this was the norm they lived in, then Sayomi would need to change his plans entirely, for the methods he had planned would be useless and pointless.

Sayomi continued to stare off in his trace, trying to combat the feelings of hopelessness by creating a new plan and method.

Clarity washed into his mind as he could see the world for what it was. A wounded animal, desperate for a doctor. After the fire and sky war, after terrible
struggles between so many bandits and thugs. What useless clashes and tragedies occured over meaningless and pointless wars and disputes. The world was lost and in shambles, and it was in such dissrepair that it did not even know how to seek a healer. Sayomi realized this, he knew that if the world was to be repaired a healer must come to it, and administer an antidote and sew up the wound in this world. Sacrifices would have to be made, people would have to be killed, and more tragedies would need to occur in order for this dream to be realized. Standing on the dusty and bloody ground, Sayomi vowed to embark on a quest to succeed in healing this world, and creating peace in the dying landscape. The surrounding countries had appointed leaders to try and lead them to peace, silly villages of military strength as they prayed to be kept safe from the scary world around them. They didn't realize that joining such a village was their own undoing. Villages declare war on eachother, always seeking out further destruction and hatred. As more destruction is caused, peace is threatened, and innocents get scared. They fear for their lives and want protection for their friends and loved ones, thus desperate to join a village that would offer them that protection. The villages take them in, and then use that poor soul to exploit them for work and gain resources economically or militarily to declare war on other villages. It becomes an endless cycle where war overtakes the globe and innocent people are forced to either join a side for protection, or get caught up in the crossfire. Such a village system was destroying the world around them, forcing open the already bleeding wound that threatened to make the world implode. At this moment Sayomi blamed all of the villages for creating destruction, and decided that undermining that power in some way would be the best way to proceed. He formulated a several stage long plan under this moon: the first stage being one he would need to work on personally and immediately. Was it the border control between nations, the elders or generals of each village. Were the Kage's themselves to blame for the travesty? Or was there something more monsterous that was influencing the tides of war. Sayomi had heard stories of horrific monsters called tailed beasts living in the world and being sealed inside of people. These people were called Jinchuriki, and usually avoided because of the demons inside of them. Sayomi wasn't entirely certain about them, as he had never seen one in real life and didn't know of their value or effect on warfare. If they did effect the world as they knew it however, Sayomi would need to include the capture or slaying of all tailed beasts in his goal. As Sayomi continued training through the night he realized that his goals were becoming more and more ambitious. Succeeding at all of these goals would be a near impossibility, even with capable followers and the sheer genuis and analytical abilities of his intelligent mind. Sayomi had been merely thinking in terms if he were to create a perfect world, and in this case it would be impossible. Sayomi recognized how unlikely this all was and decided to narrow his goals to something more realistic, possible, and worthwhile to pursue. The first of his goals would be to become strong, the second to gain followers, and the third to target what was disrupting peace. But what needed to be targeted? Unfortunately Sayomi had very little knowledge about what was causing the violent struggles and war, even when he did live amongst his clan. The fact that he now lived in the wasteland and the forest didn't help things along, as Sayomi was never in a position to learn much about the history of what was behind everything. The world would need to suffer in order to understand it was in danger of slipping into oblivion. As more destruction is caused, peace is threatened, and innocents get scared. They fear for their lives and want protection for their friends and loved ones, thus desperate to join a village that would offer them that protection. The villages take them in, and then use that poor soul to exploit them for work and gain resources economically or militarily to declare war on other villages. It became an endless cycle where war overtakes the globe and innocent people are forced to either join a side for protection, or getcaught up in the crossfire. Such a village system was destroying the world around them, forcing open the already bleeding wound that threatened to make the world implode. At this moment Sayomi blamed all of the villages for creating destruction, and decided that removing and eliminating that power in some way would be the best way to advance with his plans. Unfortunately most of the world wouldn't realize how selfless he was being until it was all over. Sayomi recalled being taught the flow and art of the renowned gentle fist by his father and other clan elders. Sayomi had easily mastered the form in under a day while the
other children had taken over a month to get the basics. His teachers had told him back then that they expected great things from him, a prodigy of the Hyuga and a master of the gentle fist style. Unfortunately it was soon after that that Sayomi was banished from the Hyuga and told to never return.Having already gone far past his teacher's knowledge of the Gentle Fist Style, Sayomi realized that while continuing to learn the intracacies of the martial art was important, it was even more valuable to begin to learn other techniques. From his time at the ninja academy he had already picked up all of the designated E rank jutsu, including abilites like water walking, tree climbing, Substitution, Clone Technique and Transformation. Along with this Sayomi had picked up the slightly more useful and valuable technique, the body flicker, which was basically just an extremely fast movement. This came naturally to him because of his natural speed and high chakra reserve. With that was his only C rank technique, the genjutsu realease, which was easy for him as all it required was the ability to push out mental chakra barriers with his mind. With the ability to trump most genjutsu, Sayomi had little worry. The idea of being able to master the brain with illusionary skills excited him and Sayomi wondered if he should begin to try to train in such skills if he had the time. These friends he had now would be the beginning, his first comrades, as Kaito had run off or trailed off while they had been hunting. The man he had originally meant known as Kaito was clearly insane, but he had exhibited such immense psychological damage that it became obvious he couldn't be useful. When meeting the man, he had been impulsive and violent, having quickly eliminated an enemy with brutal efficiency and clearly enjoying doing it. At the same time, he would stare off and do nothing for hours, as if he was day dreaming pointlessly and be unable to be interacted with. A comrade like that was useless to Sayomi, as he needed friends that were alert and powerful. The power to manipulate gravity was no doubt powerful, and the other man was the leader of the Volcano village, a position he no doubt needed skill to hold. On top of that, the man was immortal, which was incredibly interesting on top of being obviously useful. He was criminally insane, possibly even more so then Kaito, but at least he was mentally stable enough to always be conscious. Still, Sayomi needed to focus on the task at hand, and with the hopelessness now combated his analytical brain returned to the physical world for him to realize his surroundings. Suddenly the world felt even more different, his Sharingan eye already having grown in power as he realized he could see the world with even greater perception. During the creation of his plan he must have unlocked his second tomoe, an ability that would lead to even greater potential as he progressed through the paths of this eye. It seemed that this eye became stronger depending on emotion, leading Sayomi to believe that the fastest way to develop the eye was to go on a pilgrimage and unlock the highest form by unleashing every form of emotion.

It seemed that Sayomi was unable to deactivate this Sharingan eye. His Byakugan eye was able to be flipped on and off like a switch, but it seemed that he needed Uchiha blood to be able to trigger the deactivation and reactivation of the dojutsu. For now it would be always activated, a red eye next to his white one. His complexion no doubt appeared to be very strange now, although this would be fixed easily once he possessed the other eye for the complete pair.

[One tomoe Sharingan:
2039/2000 Second Tomoe Unlocked]