Vergil (Solo Training) {Private}

Rain pounded against the rood of the cave Vergil sat in. His back hunched over as he stared down at a kunai in his hand. It was night outside and it was beginning to become cold. Vergil's body shook violently, shivering under the wave of cold air that seemed to rush into the cave. Dropping the kunai onto the sand floor, Vergil stood up to his full height. His head grazing the roof of the cave. He bent over and picked the kunai back up, and placed it in his pouch at his side. He walked out of the cave and into the rain. He stared up into the sky, he could not even open his mouth to speak. His face turned into a frown as he re-entered the cave.

Since, his house had been destroyed he had recently moved near the desert into the caves. It was nothing similar to his home, he always had to stay on gaurd, watching out for bandits or lethal scorpions, that traveled through the desert. It had not been long since he also, sent a letter to the Hokage. Informing him of the events that were taking place within the village of Sunagakure. The people were in desparate need of a leader and Since the Hokage seemed to be the only man he could trust at the moment, he hoped that he could make the right decison in choosing the Kazekage of the village. It was only right that the person be like Vergil. They had to be someone that would fight before the villagers and tend to matters in person, instead of sending scape goats to take the after shock of bad situations. It had to be someone with a strong since of right and wrong and understood what the people of the village were going through. Such a person probably did not even exist. Vergil laughed to himself as he sat back down on a large wrock, that seemed to take the place of the couch back at his old home, although it lacked comfort in all areas. All that Vergil could hope for was himself. He needs to become stronger, so far he is the strongest person in the village. Though he still wants more. he expects more of himself. He knows that he needs to become stronger and with that, maybe the Hokage would see him as a candidate for the title of Tenkage. Though he new that in order to bear such a title he needed to become stronger..much stronger. He needed to make sure that his village was never even thought of being harmed, by any outside force. Before the events at hand, Vergil could care less what happened to the village, but after seeing so many dead bodies, familiar faces that he had not had the chance to get to know. It was truly depressing.

Though there was always the factor that the Hokage would choose someone else. If that other person was chosen and happened to not be as strong as Vergil, Vergil would eliminate him immediately. He could not stand being under the leadership of another weak man. If he felt the person was weaker than him, that meant that Vergil would be the better fit for the position. The kage should always be the strongest person in the village. Azaiyo might not have been weak, but he was still weak enough to be defeated by someone else. A feat vergil would never know, if he had such a position. No, he would never know the feeling of defeat if he ever became the Kazekage.

While Vergil was thinking all of these things he heard a noise outside of the cave. A group of men walking towards the cave Vergil was in, perhaps looking to seek some shelter. Vergil sat up from the rock he layed on and walked towards the entrance of the Cave. He stoped in front of the entrance just as the men were entering. He stood in their path and studied them all. They did not appear to be seeking shelter. No, these men wanted something else.
"What is it, that you need?" Vergil said as his right hand gripped the kunai he held behind his back tightly. he was ready for a brawl, if need be.
The men stared at Vergil, and they began to laugh. "Isn't it obvious. We seek shelter. It's pouring out here, so can you please be a kind man and let us in." The man then smiled.
The smile of a corrupted man. Vergil knew this smile better than most. Growing up in a corrupt world, it had to be obvious to everyone. "What's that? There are caves all through here." Vergil's voice remained dominant as he spoke. There were not any signs of visible weakness. If anything, Vergil was anxious for the men to attempt to attack him. His entire body was twitching ready to pounce onto the man nearest to him and slit his throat.
The men smiled and said, "Thanks, for nothing" and walked away.

This was unexpected. vergil expected them to do something, there was no doubt in his judgement, the men were corrupt to the core. The reason why they had not attacked Vergil, had to have been pure wisdom. Whatever it was, the men were lucky. vergil threw the kunai he held in his right hand, directly towards the stone wall in front of him. The kunai, piercing through the wall. Vergil would sprint towards the kunai and remove it from the wall. The rain was beginning to slack up outside. Which, meant that he could now commense his training. Vergil walked outside into the desert, his feet leaving fine prints in the sand as he walked. He would throw a kunai in front of himself and in an instant he would appear in front of the kunai's path. He would reach out with his left hand and catch the back end of the kuna, just as it was sailing past him. This would all be done in raw speed and Vergil doubted the average person would be able to keep up with him. Beginning to enter a state of perfection Vergil would begin to mimick the ancient Hyuuga techniques., The first technique he would imitate would be the 64 palms. His body flowing into the rhythem of the technique effortlessly. Upon the conclusion of this technique he would stop all movement and stand still, in the center of the desert. He would then launch a kunai into the air, the kunai's path now directed to fall towards the skull of Vergil. killing him instantly, if this were to happen. Vergil's adreneline now kicking in during this life or death situation he had purposely set himself in. In hopes of performing a technique he had never before done. He would remain calm as the kunai began to approach him from above, once it was close enough to him he would expell a red colored chakra dome around himself, while spinning. The kunai would slap against the dome , Vergil's chakra too strong for the kunai, it would be repelled away fro him. Vergil would stop this action and stand upright, once he was out of the kunais danger.

He would walk forwards towards the kunai, taking slow steps, his body just getting warmed up. Once Vergil would bend over and attempt to lift the kunai up from the ground, a feet would slam downwards towards the kunai, stepping onto it. Vergil would look at the person that had chosen to interrupt his training. It was the same men from before, this time they were great in numbers. It had to at least been 2 dozen men in front of him.
"I figured so." Vergil would say, stepping backwards.
"Well you should've run, while you had the chance. Now caugh over all of your ryo." The men would smile after he said this. He was sure that his words had gotten through to Vergil.
"Why should I hand over, something that is mine. Why don't you guys get a job..or something."
The men would all begin to laugh, "A job, do you know what it's like in the village. No kage equals no stable economy, without that, there are no jobs."
Vergil would frown a bit, these men did have a point, but still robbery was not the answer towards this deficet that they were facing. There had to be some civil manner in which this could be solved. Though noting that these men had come this far, he doubted that they would stop now. Now that they had ryo right in fron of them. "Alright, then come and get my ryo." Vergil reached into his back pocket and felt against the large bag of coins. He lifted the bag from his pocket and held it out in front of him. The money he had gained from missions and some he had taken from a deceased Sand shinobi, whom had no further use of the money.
The men smiled from cheek to cheek and they all lunged forward. Vergil spent around once more, a sphere of red chakra forming a barrier around him. The men that entered the path of the barrier would all be pushed backwards, away from Vergil. The next wave of men would stare at this event before them. Some would run and others in need of the ryo would stay and fight. Vergil would take their moment of uncertainty to prepare himself for his next assault. His hands at his sides he would raise them in a right angle. "GATE THREE OPEN!!" Vergil would say as he ran towards his opponents, whom could not see him at the time due to his raw speed and enhanced movements from opening the gate. He would appear behind one man his hands raised, he would grab the man by his left arm and bend it in an unnatural position. The man's arm would snap and he would yelp out in pain. Vergil would begin his next assalt on the remaining three men. The once large mob had been reduced to nothing. Vergil's next set of movements would be swift and would result in the immobolizing of the last remaining men. He did not want to kill a hard working citizen, that just happened to be acting irrationally in the times of despair and weakness. Looking at the men that now layed unconscious at his feet. Vergil would carry each man into the cave, unwilling to let them die out in the cold or dehydrate in the heat of the desert. Such a death was unfitting to a working man, that probably had a family out there..somwhere.

Once Vergil was done with the moving of the bodies to a safe location, he exited the area he was sick of the way society was going. Something needed to be done about this. Maybe he would have to have a sit-down with the Hokage. He needed to talk to the man, so things could be straightened out within the village and quickly. Villagers were dying left and right and the ones that were not dying, were leaving the village to become missing ninja. This was unacceptable. Sunagakures name would be tarnished, just because a man felt need to act on his emotions. Though if they were orders then the action was acceptable. Afterall a ninja was supposed to obey the orders of his superiors, without questions being asked. It was settled, Vergil was on his way to speak with the hokage, if given the chance. If this was not possible he would speak with the anbu and asked for them to pass on his message towards the hokage. Either way, his message needed to be given to the hokage in person. It was obvious that a single letter, containing the concerns of the villag was not enough to alert the Hokage of the urgency of the siruation within Sunagakure. Vergil walked off into the direction of Konoha, he had to speak to the man known as the 'Hokage'.

[WC:2035, +10 stats, +20 jp]

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