Getting her ass kicked the Kiranomo way

The golem.... had split. What was this doton madness? Kozai could see that hanging around here was not a good idea. The girl had a dangerous weapon, and Arcanis was suddenly there. That's odd, he hadn't detected any phase portals, so this must be one of those fancy clones he had thought up. "Very well, Arcanis. I'll see you in a few seconds." He wondered why Arcanis had sought him out at this point in time. He hadn't been doing anything wrong... had he? He would have to see. He dissipated the sphere of water in the air, and raced of on his disk with Arcanis' clone back towards Amegakure. How dull, he hadn't even had the chance to see any action.... except for those strange black threads. For some reason, they gave him the creeps. He would have to talk to Echo about this, maybe he would know what was going on. As for now, it was time to rendezvous with his teammate, and talk about whatever business was going on.

[Exit, TWC 805, 4 stats and 8 JP]

Arcanis was not interested in the posturing of Kozai or even in fighting.  He was here because he needed to talk.  He wondered why Kozai had interrupted these two.  He recognized the man below.  He was Youka the priest he had met briefly in Konoha.  His skills were impressive...for a priest.  Kozai said a strange comment about seeing him in a moment.    "I'm right here?"  Kozai dissipated his Water sphere and Arcanis knew what was going to happen next.  Kozai was too predictable.  Kozai's Disc took them out off toward Ame.

[Exit]

TWC :256

requesting 1 stat and 2 jp

The distractions were leaving the area, Youka still had half a mind to follow them, They weren't going at a speed he couldn't catch up to. That wasn't why he was here and he would have to let them go for now and focus on the task at hand. Although her body was still weak and he could tell that she wasn't strong enough to handle the weight of her own weapon just yet, it was still a sight to see her twirl about with it wrapping around her body as she prepared her attack.

She had reacted nicely to his golem closing the distance between the two of them very well. With a few extra movements from her body she had effectively launched the ball that hung from the bottom of her weapon to the center mas of the golem. It was a great effort and even Youka smiled a little deeper at her innovation and creativity. It was a great blow and had that been a human there or anything solid indeed something would have been broken or someone would have died.

Luckily this thing was mad from mud and it absorbed her attack perfectly allowing the ball to be sucked into it's body. The golem began pulling on the chain with its body as well trying to eat the entire weapon from the tiny girls hands. Luckily however it wouldn't have to try hard as the girl had maybe misstep and had sent herself careening into the golem as well. This was a very good time to see how the girl reacted under stress and he would play this card well.

The golem would slowly begin to cover the girl and her weapon attempting to engulf her inside itself weapon and all. It would be interesting to see how she tried to escape this if she could, surely someone clever enough to use inertia and gravity should also escape something like this with relative ease. Of course if she couldn't he would allow her to be let go from the creature, he didn't want this to end right her and now there was so much more to learn from her.

For now while she handled that he turned his back to the young girl and watched the others fly off into the distance. Youka would sit on the ground indian style with his back to the girl still. Momentarily he was still thinking on why those two were out here and what would make Kozai want to interrupt them. Next time he saw this man he would indeed give him a piece of his mind and maybe take a body part from the man, he hadn't fully decided yet. One thing was for sure he would ask Echo about this in due time, he had to ensure that there was some form of trust between them. Even though Youka was a mercenary now , there was no reason for there not to be a bond of trust between the two. He looked up at the sky as the sun beat down on him, he could hear the sounds of his golem eating the girls weapon he wondered if next to be heard were also her screams as he had it crush her from the inside of it. Her blood would run out from the orifices of the golem as she would take her last breaths.

In turn as she died from being crushed he would dig into her body removing her heart and adding it to his own body before mutilating and destroying the body beyond recognition. His smile deepened as he visualized her screams echoing in the middle of no where, no one would come to look for her and it would be so easy. No, that wasn't why he was here, she mustn't be killed, she had to live, stop thinking about such awful things. He calmed his mind again holding on to the cross around his neck, this was just a training exercise nothing more nothing less.

Youka was sitting on the ground with his back towards the young girl still, there was no reason for him to watch the her struggle with hi eyes. He could feel the young ones chakra fluctuating rapidly, raising and lowering itself, those were the signs of distress if he ever did see any. She hadn't stopped fighting though which was a good sign in his books, she had the tenacity to keep going in a situation that seemed hopeless. The golem was like an extension of himself and it allowed him to semi feel the happenings behind him, and what a predicament this young one was putting herself in. It seemed as though in all her power to struggle and get free she had in turn ensnared herself even more than need be only hastening her reckoning and consigning herself to capture.

He had half a mind to take a nap as this was happening, now that he had controlled his rage and it simmered to a low boil he could afford to sleep. The sky was bright sadly though, so it made closing ones eyes unforgivable , the sun would just shine through waking you the moment you did fall asleep. While he was sitting he did realize something, it was actually what he didn't notice that threw him off, where was the heat from the sun, he couldn't feel it on his skin as harshly as he had on previous days. This must have been a side effect of having all these threads in his body, he was losing most of his feelings which was a weird thing to happen, right now however he welcomed it being able to not feel the heat rising above 80 degrees Fahrenheit was a blessing in it's own right.

By this time he could hear the girl screaming in the distance behind him, she must have one something again to speed up the consuming process. She would have to figure it out on her own, trying to fight it was not the answer. When you fight quicksand you just get devoured faster, the trick was to let it all go and the monstrosity would more than likely just phase her out of it. Ok well not most likely, that's what would have happened, Youka had a plan, he just wanted to see how she dealt in extreme conditions, he wouldn't actually kill her inside the thing, after she would have been devoured it would have spit her back out after mere moments. Now that he thought about it, life was just like this situation right now, you spend all your days fighting to get out of the same routine in life, constantly summoning daemon weapons from no where to hack your way out. All you're doing is allowing it to eat you faster though, Youka was proud of his metaphor, he even nodded to himself in affirmation.

Speaking of which, that weapon was getting slightly annoying with all that screeching and screaming it kept doing, he would have to talk to her about that, how was he supposed to enjoy the day and this peaceful time if every time she tried to escape for her life that damned thing kept screaming. It was giving him a headache each time he heard it, obviously hacking the thing wasn't working, oh well she would just have to learn the hard way....at his ears expense. Not having to physically fight was a nice change of pace but it wasn't something he would like to do all the time, he enjoyed his hands on approach in fights, but for this little piece of solace it was welcome. There was that damned weapon again screaming out, it interrupted his though process and made him slightly want to kill the girl just so it would stop this time she had summoned it inside his golem. What was she thinking, she must have seen by now that it wasn't working, she was either just really dense or there was a plan to all this chaos and he just couldn't see it.

Suddenly there was silence no more screaming from the girl or fer weapon, she was still inside the golem, he could feel it. It was time to let her out, more than likely she was running out of air and would suffocate sooner or later. He figured he'd let her stay in there just a little longer, it would do her good to learn the hard way on certain things, and fighting a mud golem with a sharp weapon would be one of those lessons. There was something weird happening though his senses could pick up her chakra rising in one moment before it dropped again to normal. This would require him getting up again and turning to see what would happen next, he really needed eyes in the back of his head. That actually wasn't a bad idea, eyes in the back of his head, why hadn't he thought about this in the first place, now he would just have to find someone to kill for their eyes. Ok well back to the things at hand, he had to see what this girl was up to, and why it felt like his golem was growing, it shouldn't be able to do that, he knew that because well he made it.

Standing up and turning around slowly there was a strange sight in front of him, his golem was on the ground reforming itself while there was another one in front of him. Feeling it out again with his senses it was the girl and she had apparently done the transformation jutsu because she looked exactly like his creation just with a lower chakra signature. He regretted not seeing how she had come to the conclusion to do what she did, but it was an ingenious plan on her part. "Very well done child. you can think on the fly very well, lets play some more". Youka would allow the golem to stop forming and he would cancel the jutsu watching the pile of mud lose all form and sink back to the earth creating just a puddle of mud.

Now it was time for Youka to again have his fun with the girl of course at her life's expense. He enjoyed this next trick of his and it would work well for the situation. The girl would more than likely hate him for this but at least it would increase reflex and speed, something that he knew she needed desperately. Raising his hands up to be equal with his upper body as if he was about to start composing music or playing the piano, he began cracking his fingers one by one simply applying force on the fingers making it harder for them to push on each other. One by one he released a loud pop from each finger releasing the pressure build up that layed in between the cartilage in his fingers but also decreasing the time it it would take form him to get arthritis in his hands.

"Now for the fun part" his palms and fingers exploded into a mess of gore and tentacles an uncountable measure of them flowing out of his palms. The tendrils would start to borrow underneath the earths crust only going an 2 inches deep, here they would start to travel till they were under the female. Youka's hands this whole time orchestrating this entire process as if it were a symphony of sorts and it actually kid of was one even if it was a song of death. The threads would form intricate patterns under the girl never traveling directly under her, they would weave multiple spider webs underneath the ground each one strand layering itself over another till what was formed was a catholic cross underneath the ground with her as the epicenter.

NOw came the shock factor to lure the girl into a false sense of knowing her surroundings, he would raise all the threads from the ground at once at a blinding speed. They would create a cross shaped pattern above the ground as well before the threads would renter the earth beneath them. Youka did this to serve as markers for the girl giving her indications as to where the threads were. In such a linear path it should be easy for her to dodge and get out of them is what he would assume she was thinking after that display. Youka was a man of plans on top of plans sometimes though and he wanted to strip the girl of all her powers so that they might be layed bare and he could better understand her. In a 2 meter circle underneath her in the center of this makeshift cross was also a thread design of a circle crossing over the straight threads. Should the girl somehow make it past the first line she would be in for a surprise and be thrown back in by the second line of defense.

He was quite proud of himself for making this minefield of sorts for her to maneuver. He had to come up with other fighting strategies and since he hadn't seen Maku this girl would have to do, he couldn't let himself fall behind the people he had with him or that boy he had ran into in Konoha, Kenzo. "I would be careful about where you step by the way, I won't be holding back, if you misstep I will make you pay". He was deadly serious in what he said even though his smile was still shown he even tilted his head to the side cutely as he said it. He began moving his fingers again causing the contraption he made underground to activate to say. She would be able to hear the threads moving underground moving earth and rock out of the way as they stayed ever in motion preparing to strike as soon as the girl would move. Every 1.5 seconds the threads that ran the cross formation would jut from the ground in different locations each time but the form never changing.

Every 1.5 second he would have 3 tendrils attack the girl from a different direction each, they would travel at a speed of 40 each and in turn one would attack her lower body the other her mid and the final would always go for her head. If she were to actually figure out a way to escape the cross and step past it into the second layer of the sun that surrounded the cross 20 threads moving at a speed of 50 will rise from the earth with the only goal of pushing her back inside the cross to start over again and this would happen on any side she tried to escape on.

Youka needed to test her speed and reflexes and see how she thought without actually having time to think, would she clam up and quit forcing him to kill her on the spot, or even through all of this complication would she rise above it and beat his little game. He hoped he had been right about her and she would find this game challenging but not unbeatable. One thing was for sure though, he wasn't looking forward to all that screaming again that was sure to follow. It was getting about mid day now and the sun was slowly setting which was a good sign, that meant cool air was on the horizon and he would be able to relax and beat the shit out of this girl in the shade. He wondered how Maku was doing and what had happened to that girl they had captured. After that night in the woods he never saw her again and Maku never talked about her, he would have to ask him this the next time he saw him but for now it was all about this girl and her training. Speaking of training he hadn't seen those dolls that followed her around all the time constantly talking, he let out a sigh and said a quite prayer to the heavens for them not being here, that would have been the perfect way to end his day on a bad note, first a weapon that screams into existence and then two little....things that never shut up he winced just thinking about it.

"Thank you!" She flashed Youka a beaming smile calling the weapon back to her hands and releasing the jutsu simultaneously. In a puff of smoke she was back to her old self and sorrow came into being, this time in complete silence. "So what do we do no..." Her eyes grew wide and her mouth fell open. Had his hands just exploded? It was an awkward gruesome thing to witness, calling for her not to look away even though her stomach turned at the thought causing bile to sleep slowly into her mouth and causing her to cringe and the horrible bitter taste. What happened next was more then strange. His hand turned into these strange tentacles that buried under the earth.

   Closing her eyes she knelt down, dipping the scythe blade low and to the left until it set against the warm earth at her feet and then brought her hands together in a shape looking very similar to a box created by her thumb and pointer finger, with the others mirroring her pointer at the bottom of the shape. She had to take in what was going on and figure this out. She waited, letting her mind slip away from the worries of her heart to draw in her surroundings. She could clearly hear the light wind pick up, the corner of her lips curling up into a smile at the comfort only to be taken away prematurely. It seemed like he was getting serious, she thought waiting for what ever it was beneath the heart to take action against her. it didn't take long. Her opponent's technique burst from the ground with no warning and seemingly no reason only to bury itself again, save for the small...what ever they were jumping out every few moments. Taking up the staff of her weapon once more she thought about testing out what they did, deciding against it in order to preserve her defensive capability. 

     The call was coming on stronger. She could feel her heart pumping faster, a low thud thud against her ear drums that she'd experienced a few times before. She thought back to the last time. She had been fine slipping past the hidden rain gates in order to track down her soul blade, but after finding it and seeing the size of the man who had stolen it she'd felt the same physical reaction. It was always like this, coming only when she really didn't need it it, and it always eventually led to her losing consciousness and waking up confused and covered in someone elses blood. 'No.' she thought to herself. 'I don't know who you are but i don't need or want your help.' 

     She didn't think he would kill her, but not knowing what was happening made her more then uneasy enough to pull Sorrow close to her body and watched what was going on in order to figure out a plan to get her out of this.

It seemed the girl was going to take the turtle approach to this and wait for something to happen for her to react to before she began formulating a way to get out of this. That was very unfortunate for her as he left the opening for her to escape, now he would toy with her to the utmost limits that her body could take. With just a flick of his index and pinky fingers 9 threads wrapped together to form 3 threads. Each one was behind the woman and they moved with deadly precision and at a speed of 50, one swung wide to hit her left leg centered on the outside of the thigh effectively trying to trip her. The other went for more of a blunt push aimed for the center of her back in the middle of the spine, this would try to connect slightly after the previous blow after she had already been thrown off balance. The third strike would come from above her 3 meters high with a strength of 20 aimed directly for her head, if it connected it would end the combo by causing her face to meet the ground beneath her at a slightly dangerous speed and force.

Once all these attacks had gone through and if they all landed it would push the woman closer to where the threads were constantly raising from the ground, with the last thread knocking her down right besides the thread wall that was forming every 1.5 second. With another raise of his thumb the tendrils forming the wall closest to the girl would not go back down but would combine together to form a shovel like construct. He would move his whole hand now controlling the construct to if she was laying on the ground to scoop her up, what would come next would not be pleasant for her. letting his fingers relax for a moment while the threads would cradle her body in a quick moment he would his hand in a shooing manner and with that simple motion the threads that had held her body so delicately would fling her body at a speed of 50 at the opposite side of the threaded walls. If her body remained airborne as it was reaching the other side 20 threads would rise from the ground forming a blunt end rushing towards her face at a speed of 40. If this was allowed to successfully connect it would cause her body to spin in the air before reaching to opposite side. waving his left hand down the threads on the opposite side would swing down at a speed of 40 to have her body crash back into the earth again. This would all happen in a matter of moments as it played out he could only laugh as her body would look like a human ping pong ball.

He shouldn't enjoy this girls misery as much as he did but he did and it made him happy. After all this was done he would again start moving his fingers as if he was playing a piano allowing the threads to continue back on their normal course of movements. Even if the girl was on the ground the threads would still continue to attack her body 3 at a time pounding into her at a strength of 10. Every 2 seconds 3 more threads would come for her compiling damage on top of damage till she found a way out of this.

Nobody in the world would stop hitting her if this was a real fight so he to would not stop. It meant him being the bad guy in all of this but he didn't care and would. Right now he would just wait for her to raise back up and hopefully stand tall again, she had spent way too much time on the ground and it was disappointing him. "Get up young lady, we aren't done yet" he would say still smiling at her observing how she moved and what she would do, she had to be thinking of something, otherwise this would end soon with her heart in his body.

Soon Maku and himself would leave Iwa to do a little sightseeing and take in what else they could find, maybe some more work as well helping other villages and networking their way around. If the girl proved to be up to it he would bring her along with them on their trips so she could get a feel for traveling the borders without getting caught and killed, which hopefully wouldn't happen on their watch with Maku and himself with her. He still needed one more person to split up into two teams and get more done that way across the boards but the boy he wanted to join had not left his village and sent word that he was ready yet which was very sad indeed. He wanted Kenzo to join them, he was a strong fighter and would help out drastically with the plans that he wanted to accomplish.

Thinking had made him lose track of what he was doing but he looked and his hands were still moving without him thinking about it and they were still raining down threads on the girls position whether she had moved or not he wasn't paying much attention to. He was just following her chakra signature and guiding his threads that way. Even with all the different chakra over this field due to animals and the like he could still almost fully make out her signature on its own. His control over it was becoming a lot better which he would more than likely need in future events that would unfold where he would need to sense further than usual. Well it was time to come back to the real world and check on what the female was doing, he hoped it was dodging tentacles other wise this woman had just been getting beaten to death for the last 13 seconds which would have been awkward for him.

(Requesting to know Kira's chakra signature have spent way more than 2k words with her also requesting final level of chakra senses please)

The world to Kira was broken down from a living breathing ecosystem into a stream of statistics and numbers all categorized simply into groups and subgroups from which she could pull bits an pieces at whim. Her mind was a machine running at full capacity up until the point when she felt the first attack. Pain flared in her leg as she was struck dead center of her outer thigh. The force of the sudden strike on top of the surprise caught her off guard and breaking her concentration. The world seemed to come back into a natural view as the thread easily took advantage of her lack of balance swinging her leg out from under her completely to contort under her awkwardly effectively knocking her other leg out from under her. She hit half rolled half spun to slam her right shoulder against the earth stopping her momentum suddenly and adding a haze of pain induced dizziness to the difficulty of the situation. 

    At first she cursed her need to think, the unorthodox stance making it too easy to be thrown off balance and left her open to surprise attacks but as she fell, gripped in a horrified sense of slow motion that froze her body, leaving her to watch helplessly until the impact knocked her out of it, she saw another float just above her body where she'd just been crouching and another coming down on her. her reaction was neither effective, nor lady like. With a loud 'eep' she shut her eyes reflexively bringing her hands up to guard her vitals but her new position laying on the ground was just a hare shy of her original rest point and before she could even force her body to open her eyes once more she felt the attack strike the earth inches from her face, where she assumed it would slip back into the ground to prepare to attack her again. 

     This was absolutely no time for thinking, which was a tragedy on more levels then she had the time to consider. Without a moment to think her plans would be slower forming and potentially flawed which was problematic both because of the chance for variables she hadn't calculated and because it just really bothered her not working the kinks out of her ideas before carrying them out. She rolled over quickly, her right leg extended fully to brace herself as her right arm did the same, and took a low almost spider-like stance for a split second before she pushed off the earth with her hands planting the scythe still held in her left against the ground to help herself back to her feet. Her eyes darted back and forth for a moment. She had to make snap decisions in order to defend herself but there was something that would help. 

    "Daruku. Shuurin. Come to me" The small hair clip positioned just above the end of her right eyebrow glowed faintly and the two creatures quickly came into existence first looking like a tiny branch of wood shaped similarly to the ice needles jutsu but quickly taking a more effective shape. Spinning in midair quickly each finished their entrance into the world, tiny eyes opening to view the world as the two four leaf clover like petals fluttered up into place as if from their tiny green legs, one skirt black, one blue. "Watch. I swear to god Daruku this is not a time to cause trouble."

The two familiars floated just above her shoulders, one looking a little to the left behind her and one right. She expected not to trust half what the demon doll said but much to her dismay it was, and always had been both of them or none.

The woman again was proving her spry nature after taking a brief battering from his threads she found her footing allowing her to combat the threads or at least semi defend herself. He could see it as he orchestrated this devastation on her body, she was trying to think and gauge timings and reactions to benefit herself. Sigh she still didn't get it she would have to actually move and think not just stand there and let the hits come to her, this was no way for a fighter to fight. He had to still go easy on her though she was just beginning and would have some mistakes that were made. "Are you still going to take more of this" he wouldn't give her time to answer the question before shooting another thread from her right side blind spot aimed for the back of her shoulder blade.

Before he started the attack session again she spoke two names that he had heard before that caused his heart to sink. It was the name of those damned pets of hers he didn't like them especially the one named Daruku, it was a noisy little thing that could only give smart remarks and was better off being done away with. He wondered why she had called them out, he didn't sense any power within them that would help her and they didn't look like they could fight for her so why would she need them. The only reason he could think of at this time would be for an extra pair of eyes to see where his attacks were coming from, she indeed was very smart even being as battered as she was, she was still thinking on ways to increase her odds of survival. Very well he would allow it and not out right destroy the dolls but they were also a part of this game now, and he had more than enough threads to play with them all.

Raising his right hand up as if playing the strings of a puppet 50 threads would rise from the right, he would do the same with his left hand and 50 more threads would rise. He was at the crescendo of his play and now these three were his actors, dancing just as he wanted them to. he began waiving his hands back and forth at the wrist and in turn the 100 threads that were raised on each side of the girl a meter apart from her body on each side began to sway. It would look as if they were dancing to some unheard music that was playing in the mans head. Youka had his eyes closed and his head swayed as he though on how he wanted this to go. Lowering his right hand slightly and flicking his index finger 25 threads from the right side would shoot forward at a speed of 40 in a triangle formation aimed for the floating thing on her right side in a direct straight line. Bringing his left hand down and in as if he was beckoning someone to come closer 25 threads with a length of 1 meter would go horizontal and swing inwards towards the girls back in a grasping nature if they were allowed to touch her they would wrap around her constricting her movements, this would happen at a speed of 40. Pushing back out with both hands the remaining threads would shoot 5 meters into the sky on each side of her before arching and shooting back downwards homing in on each one of them from above at a speed of 50.

Youka did so enjoy making traps and plans on top of plans for this little spar they were having and this girl looked like she was either reaching her limit or she was just naturally getting tired. He didn't know if it was time to stop or not, he had hoped she would at least make it to the outer part of the cross to where he could employ the circle threads as well. Maybe it was time to show her just how hopeless this whole situation she was in was, he could have all the countless threads rise at the same time and come crashing down on her location destroying everything till there was no trace of her left, but that wouldn't be fun or would it. If she hadn't made it to the outer circle by the time he got to 20 in his head he would simply show her darkness and blot out the sun and tonight she would dine in hell but for now he would just keep saying what he would do because he needed a higher word count for stats.

By now the sun was actually being replace by the moon, though it was still light outside it was receding into the distance and the moon was becoming more clear. That's how he would judge when this was over and it was time to move on. "Hey missy after this sun sets, and I can see the moon if you haven't made it out of my little maze I'm going to kill you ok" he would say to her still smiling but it was a smile that had turned malicious as it slightly crooked at the corners to show his canine teeth as if he was imagining devouring her flesh. "No rush or anything, oh yea these threads ya see here I'm going to use them to rip out your heart and add it ta mine, so it's like you'll live on but through me".

He hoped that was enough to scare her into working over time because although he said it in the nicest way possible that was only because he didn't know how to show anger or any of the negative emotions, he had been groomed to cast them aside and just smile. He was deadly serious though he would kill the girl and she wouldn't even see it coming, he looked at the sun again it was drifting over the horizon, she only had moments left he hoped she was praying to someone for a miracle because he wasn't going to let up.