A nice day for a Spar! (IO)

(accepted void as it was a simple manuver and since its a spar no need to follow through it for me lol)

The twins stared slightly perplexed as the boy hysterio vanished before their very eyes although within an instant their attack was crushed by the annoying fact that both realized an instant later. Neku skidded to the ground as his target decided to sprint within the instant of his maneuver and grinding his teeth in irritation fpr a second before letting out a sharp breath as segri shppl his head and dispersed the mist clones/ neku shook his head mad at the boy. What to say he could only shake his head in disappointment as neku wasn’t an idiot and more or less kept the fact that the only location the boy would go to in all odds was behind him. of course he would be faster then I could see making observation and any form of close combat pointless against this boy. How he isn’t a chuninn is clear though.

neku thought to himself as he in frustration threw one of the four kuanai knives to his right about three meters so it stuck to the ground. Following suit he would do the same with each kunai knife in a three meter fashion for he was done with the combat test and designed one of his own in this case as he shook his head back at segri with sad eyes whom walked over to neku with the same solemn expression as they combined and sat down in the middle of the cross full of kunai knives as neku spoke up “well since your combat skills are greater then ours we cant do much to compete however we don’t care how much skill you have as a fighter that will never matter to neither me and my brother and as you seem to be driven by some sadistic hunger and such we wonder how much honor you have unless you forsaken yourself as of this moment of making your point and proving your skills have not taught us a thing but just the vast difference in the gap between us. Nothing filled it as you neither showed nor represented what you are seeking other then the name sake of it. Our kage isn’t the kage for the sake of the name as he also embodies it and we as villagers and shinobi follow the way he pathes rather in blood or flowers he embodies and shows us the way. Yet I see only the desperate struggle against something you can grab if you take a step back and actually see a way to guide the weak you will grow, but this not only didn’t arise in you but also you lack the drive to do so. So we won’t struggle nor will we submit to your authority till you show us not by your fists but your words. There are four kunai knives around us. Stab us 10 times with each one to prove your worth for such a rank. Can you do it? Do you hunger for approval blinds your judgement of the strong and the weak? If so then we wont struggle we test your will and your judgement. We are unarmed and will not even care at this case hysterio unless you know yourself well enough use all of your strength in the 40 strikes till you feel like you have “enlightened” your goal in battle”

Neku at thoes words shook his head disappointed the leadership of some was the true sight of thoes who are worth leaders but also show their leadership. Yet to neku he saw only a boy before him no older then him and segri that didn’t give them the feeling of the one they can call a sempai yet alone give respect as a teacher, it even made him wonder that in the case of the kages life endangerment would he value his kages life in the calling of the finest hour. Neku saw no proof of such a thing. Yet segri too was disappointed, while there are no honor in thieves there was disgrace in his eyes of thoes who scorn thoes weaker unless in danger. Yet there was no lesson to be learned from the unseen bruises of thoes who trample on their own kinsmen as they are in his eyes black sheep of the bunch and are unfit pieces within the picture of things. It was within this that segri agreed to test the boy’s might of his heart and way to see him fit as one to look up to. Yet he disagreed to the method of neku slightly as he would’ve just let it be and left with neku but segri knew neku had a reason for offering this test. And silently awaited hysterios response

WC: 779+6,945= 7,724

actions segri: 135/200

neku actions: 180/200

combined actions: 315/400

Since Mitako decided to stay on the ground like a dipshit, he got what was coming to him. During the slashing, Mitako winced and tried to scream, but he couldn't find his voice. With the hamstring in his left leg cut, both the tendon and the muscles, Mitako, along with a searing pain, could no longer move that leg. His right arm also got a decent slashing, but ultimately the tendons in said arm were spared from major harm... Though with the pain, he was unable to move it. Finally, his back had also received a few deep slashes from Hysterio's blade, which hurt worse than the arm and leg when he tried to move. 

At first, Mitako thought this was gonna be a simple exercise for a rank up. Then he thought Hysterio was putting up a front to try and show off, to get that promotion. Now he realized, his friend, if he could be called that, was out for blood. While Mitako attempted to stand using the limbs that had been spared, his heart began racing, causing the blood to flow from his cuts a little quicker. The blood that flowed started soaking into his clothes, making the clothing stick to the wounds as it clotted. Try as he might, he found himself unable to stand. Instead, he propped up on all fours, using only his good arm and leg to support himself. He couldn't keep going at this rate, and was pretty much out of the fight. Aside from making sure Hysterio made no more attempts to attack, he wouldn't budge. Really I mean, he can't even move correctly anymore due to his leg, what with that bum leg and arm. I mean seriously tho, he's lucky to be crouched the way he is... 

[240 AP now, I finally did it!]

Too bad Hysterio only got one side of Mitako all cut up, not having time to cut up his other muscles. He hoped Mitako was severely debilitated, or he might have to inflict some more pain upon them. He tensed up as he continued to run towards them, when he saw the kunai hefted. What surprised him was that they threw the kunai into the ground around them. Amused slightly at this apparent show of frustration, he slowed down, coming to a stop about 5 meters in front of them, so that he could speak before taking care of them. He listened to the long lecture from one of the twins, his grin invisible behind the plating of his armour. “It appears you do not have much knowledge of our great Kage’s reputation. Mitako there may well hold a power that will shine brighter with time though.”

He was a little surprised that they would just let him stab them with his knives, but what ever. He sheathed his Vibro Blades, after trying to put his Yuumei into the blades one more time, keeping his eyes on them twins sitting in a pair there. He had seen the damage he had done to Mitako so he was fairly confident Mitako would not be anything to worry about yet. He ran up to the twins, grabbing the knives by running in a circle, ending up with 2 in each of his hands, held between his index and middle finger, then his middle and ring fingers respectively.

Armed thus, he approached the two twins. “Hold still and this will only be painful. If you wish to die, go ahead and move around. Either way there is a lot of blood for our Leader to enjoy.” His earlier rage had calmed into something far more frightening to his original self, which still lurked deep in the depths of his mind. He knew the same will to torture and maim as before, but the cold rage was less understandable to him. For the moment though he needed to sate his desire for carnage, and frankly it was taking a bit to keep him self from outright killing anyone. Who knew that a nice and helpful nerd could have such a dark side? He pressed a button on a device. They wanted him at full strength, they would not notice his movements as they were still very fast in comparison, but the impact force would be higher now. In fact if his estimates were right, this metagaming retard had just boosted his own strength by 50 percent. He flexed briefly, feeling the rush of power.

He flashed his Yuumei again, but there was no telling what it would do to bodies. If he killed too quickly it would not be any fun. His cold stare was visible through the visor of his armour, before he moved into what would be close to a blur to the hapless twins. Unless interrupted, Hysterio would first stab the combined twins in the upper arms twice with each fist of kunai. “That’s two.”

He would then push the kunai in this hand so that the points were together for what would effectively be a single larger blade. He would then stab the combined twins on either side of their neck, deliberately missing their esophagus but a hair, opening large gashes in their collar bone muscles. It might hurt a bit. “That’s Three.”

He then stabbed the combined twins with the kunai, their points separated again, in the cheeks, the kunai coming together in their mouth caverns, keeping the holes from becoming disastrously large. As it was they would probably need a good doctor and some serious R&R. Hopefully Xyxer did not send them off on a mission while they were recovering. “Four.” His tone was matter of fact.

His kunai came out of the twin’s head, leaving bloody gashes, then they were plunged between the ribs in what was hopefully for them a non-vital spot. Either way, they might need help getting to the doctor now. “Five.”

Then he stabbed again, cleanly breaking some ribs. Ye Gods. They would be in the hospital the rest of the year at this rate. “Six.”

He did it again, breaking another pair of ribs cleanly. “Seven.”

He slowed down between strikes, still watching the twins for movement but it was unlikely at this point. He had been stabbing really hard, full force in fact, but the concentrated impact should keep the twins alive. Hopefully. They would need some serious will power, if they managed to survive this Hysterio might consider training them.

“Only 3 more now, aren’t we having fun?” Hysterio spoke sarcastically, as he drove his knives in again, the points separated enough to make sure they slid into the twin’s solo body on either side of their femurs. Now they would have trouble walking, aye? “Eight.”

Only two more spots to pierce with his weapons…. He savored the feeling of power, as he surveyed the wreckage that was formerly the twins. Maybe they would survive, maybe they would not. It might depend at this point on how long it took to get them to the hospital, so that they could get patched up and he could manhandle them again.

He stabbed again, working his way down the most likely prone body to the calves, his kunai sliding in from the sides through the muscles, avoiding the bones again, though this time for the twins it was all by luck. At this point if the twins were not in a rapidly growing pool of blood he would be curious about their bloodline and possibly curious to get some himself. “Nine.”

Then he used his knives one by one. When he was done each hand and foot of the twin’s combined body had a gaping hole in it from a knife. “Ten.”

He turned towards the Mizukage and knelt, assuming he was not interrupted during his slow demolition of the twin’s body. “Do you wish for more blood, Lord Mizukage?” His tone was ice cold, evidence of a deviation from his normal state of mind.

(2788+1023=3811)

The shadow of hysterio stood over the twins like a large shadow of doom as the armored figure spoke his words in the depths of their minds the twins considered their action foolish yet that was in a place well beyond what the twins would normally reside as they normally kept their peace and self from that. Yet this was an impeding threat to them yet through sheer will unsown by their faces which held the solem look as the boy seemed more then pleased almost joyful if not a mild state of estacity from the thought. a thought came to the twins simultaneously as the armored figured held the four kunai he has lost himself truly yet as merciless as our kage is I see he perhaps has a light somewhere. But this boy exibits a grand demeanor that if we must shall we survive match the twins both held their cries of pain as the boy began cutting down their conjoined body.
Yet it was their honor and will that up held them together, staying silent but mentally cursing the boy they sat in a crossed legged position as they endured the cuts. Taking note of his strength that was staggering even segri within the recess of his mind admired it a bit yet noted that while the boy seemed to take this as a game nneku and segri placed their lives on the line. Yet as they neared the 8th cut section neku feeling their blood long seeping out of them and the progressive weakening felt his mind wander down the shadowy path that even he never knew existed. Alas as their ribs were broken and the knives carving through their skin it took neku an instant to feel the long ago bladed slashes, well they felt like it was long ago he never took his time but instead what felt like an eternity was merely a few seconds. Yet it was within that eternity that when he finished his final segements of slashes the twins were a mess of cuts and stabs, the shallow breathing of each one caught the brothers attention as the reality of their endever was fuled by the mere burning sensation that the prevailed against the odds. thoes of legend that took the impeading blade for their home and their people, the kage despite their b of being of concern they prevailed. We are no different then them as they were magnificent but like me and segri they were human. Yet I have yet to see the boy bear his insigma of pain before the kage in dedication, neku thought as he and his brother lay within their ever flowing pool of blood, all thoughts were on the point of survival and will at this point as they realized they were losing blood and within that losing consciousness. They would’ve cried if they were any other individual during the boy’s torture but they had each other like always through cold or pain they were together the bonds of the siblings went deeper then their bond to their nation hence their pain was shared equally leaving then broken but alive as neku realized that he didn’t shoulder the pain fully despite feeling it, segri always looking out for me even if its against the odds neku thought as segri’s shallow breathing caught his attention. [/i] neku thought as the pain of the cuts were getting to him sweat began to drop down his forehead as the same for segri.

Segri within the reaches of his mind kept his mind on the goal of keeping them both alive, although with alteration and shifting the pain made their body shifting almost unbareablefor a bleary eyed segri took note of the boy seemingly done like he finished carving a carcass kneeling before the kage. no worries me and neku will bide our time, ah if he thought this was sport he has not met us, it may come in 20 years even but we will get to him for this, that’s the fact about us and our pride mental shouts of pain crossed segri’s mind as he willed himself to keep silent and vigril the hospital was the true calling if not the dirt bed that most go under unless treated and discarded to the roadside ditch known as their grave. Yet that was the least of his worries as the two began to feel the numbing effect come over their body still their own pride kept them within the fight as they noted the sound of gasping from the other boy not far off as he seemed to have some strength to stand. Grasping the sand the slightest movement caused unspeakable agony through the body of the twins. Never the less segri slightly grasped the sand their blood filling it ever more as each breath became slightly labored yet he noticed the same from neku as he had not the strength to preform a handsign to spare neku and himself the pain they had to wait as a greater gamble less they toss their hand to fate they dared not to lose their consciousness for both twins knew if one did they both would lose. he failed our test and doubtful of his actions thereafter he never showed us the difference between him and others. How unfortunate. Shall he be promoted for this his time for his true test of worthiness will come one day on the horizon. segri thought grimly through the pain.

930+7,724= 8,654

Mitako struggled to stand on his one good leg, the muscles in his back screaming from the cuts earlier, and his other leg felt like it was on fire. His left eyelid twitched, and he knew what he was about to do was incredibly stupid. Actually, his actions leading up to this one were stupid as well. He had a chance to lead the twins, but rather than work with them he tried to bull head his way as leader, and when they wouldn't listen, he gave up on working with them. Mitako, all to late, realized his mistake. In an attempt to correct his mistake, he decided to not give up, Despite his near crippling injuries. He would, to the best of his ability, weakly shout at Hysterio, cutting of his words to the Mizukage. "Hysterio!" Presuming he got his attention, he would say, "you can do no worse to them than you can to me, come and I'll prove it." The bijuu cloak remained over Mitako, flaring and fizzling out every now and then.

Mitako's left eye welled up a bit, as he thought of what he could do to stop the probable attack. His right arm was rendered useless, and his left leg the same. It almost took everything he had just to fight the pain in his back, and even then he was hunched, let alone his leg and arm. IF Hysterio began to run at him, Mitako's heart would pick up its pace as his doom approached. Was his friend really so mad as to kill him? His brain would frantically start searching for ways to increase its longevity. Only one solution came to mind, though, at the loss of self control. This would en-danger himself, the twins, and anyone unable to resist its power.

Hysterio turned slowly when he heard Mitako speak. “Fool, if you had stayed down, I would have left you as is. Looks like I have a bit of work to do.” Realizing what Mitako had said about the twins he said “Oh, really? Try me.”

He threw the kunai at Mitako with all the force he could muster, aiming to stab Mitako in a variety of places, most specifically in the two thighs, and the two upper arms, from the front. At the same time he began to jog towards his erstwhile opponent, drawing his Vibro Blades. Some people did not know when to quit. He would teach Mitako the meaning of fear before this was all over. He would be trying to run as fast as he could with Mitako about 15 meters away. He had seen Mitako go nuts before, perhaps this was the same thing. In that case this metagaming retard would need to watch for any enhancements to Mitako’s condition, whatever position those might take.

If Mitako was unable to dodge, or counter attack, when Hysterio got to 2 meters from his rather battered opponent, he would swing his blades, intending to slice off Mitako’s arms from just below the shoulders.

(3811+205=4016)

The kunai that hit Mitako sent him back to his hands and knees, for good this time. Mitako had hoped that some form of power would aid him in his time of need, but none such miracle occurred as Hysterio descended upon him. All of a sudden, his face was in the dirt, his body no longer being supported by his arms after a brief, sharp, pain. Mitako attempted to push him self back up onto his his hands and knees, but he could feel no such movement from his arms. Sure, his brain attempted to use his arms to push, but he hadn't quite realized his arms were gone. 

Until he turned his head, and saw his finger twitching away from his body, did he actually notice the injury. Even then, he was in such a stupor that it didn't quite register as real. The chakra cloak dissipated, abandoning the boy to his fate. Unless ya know, he gets taken to the hospital and shit. That'd be great. 

Back to the post tho, Mitako stared at his twitching finger for a few more seconds before blacking out. He was still alive, but his eyelids remained open as if he weren't.

[Got permission from Yen.]

I pity da fool, lying on the ground, literally disarmed. Well, that was enough fun. Flashing on a purple aura around his Vibroblades for a few moments, as he walked back to Xyxer, Mizukage, Hysterio knelt again before the head honcho yo, this time reasonably sure that neither of his opponents would be going anywhere for a while on their own. At the same time he sheathed his Vibro-blades. Of course, Mitako still had use of his legs, since his leg muscles were not as badly damaged as the combined twins, but it would be hard to get up with that body.

“Would this be sufficient? Or would you prefer more blood be shed? If not, I will hurry these… comrades… to the hospital.” His voice was cold, especially to those who had known him before. He was still in a different phase of mind apparently.

(4016+146=4162)

Xyxer did not feel the need to interrupt the fight as he wanted to see how far Hysterio would truly go, and he was not disappointed. There had seemed to be a snap in his functioning, he did not act like the sweet, gentle boy he had handed over the village documents to during the evacuation of Tengakure, he had made a rather startling transformation during this fiasco. The twins had challenged him to stab them, and so he had done. They even delivered a speech, which had made Xyxer contemplate momentarily whether this was the right thing to allow happen, but he knew that with time, the weak feelings of the people would be purged. They had faced a greater force on this day and had reaped the bitter taste of defeat in the form of multiple lacerations, albeit a slight bravery had been displayed by not only them, Mitako too. Despite his wounds, he had still stood up, Xyxer believed it was in part to defend the twins from any further actions of Hysterio against the twins, which he did find honourable, but it seemed more in line with the Fire of Konoha, albeit it was noted and respected none the less.

Hysterio, he could tell, could prove to be a loyal guard in the times to come. He displayed the same qualities Xyxer had in his youth of Kirigakure, callousness, brutality..  A small frown came upon his features as the memory of his spar with Kenchi and Rin. They were his comrades, and he had not been callous with them.. Had the mist truly tainted him over time? However, now was not the time to dwell on such thoughts, he directed his gaze to the boy kneeling before him and nodded his head, forming a short series of hand seals in order to conjure two clones either side of him. One clone would move towards the twins that had been turned into living pin cushions due to their antics, lifting one up on either of it's shoulders, collecting their belongings beforehand, the other would also collect any left equipment of Mitako, then of course it would pick up it's arms before finally lifting the boy himself onto it's shoulder, the pair of clones would then dart towards the hospital that was closest with their feet basically gliding through the air, since well, ninjas are as agile as ninja stealth bombers. Once in the hospital, they'd of course be assigned to emergency care specialists to make sure the wounds they have sustained would not be the end of them, and that Mitako would one day be able to write again. Perhaps the twins would develop a sense of humour and use their holes to store objects? Like a kangaroo, you know? Only time would tell. If no questions were asked of the pair, they'd both disappear in a poof of smoke.

Xyxer, turning from the boy that was still kneeling made his way slowly towards the monument they had fought not too far from. "You showed no mercy to the meek, nor to your friends, Hysterio. Can you explain to me why you did not allow your squad to win, given that the chance of three Chuunin as opposed to one could have benefited the village more?" He continued advancing, moving towards the feet that were at the base of the statue before turning around and extending his right hand from his body, allowing the gnarled blade of Tidebreaker to slowly form into existance with his fingers tightly wrapped around it's hilt.

Segri lifted his head ever slightly as he felt their body lifted.as neku followed suit through pain and bleeding they both rose their heads bleary eyed and gasping. As they both spoke. "Only one rule truely exists within the world. Hold your home safe no matter where it is. Despite the path you take don't forsaken your home or yourself for you lose all that's dear if you lose it all no matter the gain. That's why we did that test to see if you would be willing to forsaken it all  for nothing" Both said this as a whisper audible but weakening as they began to succumb to their wounds beginning to drain the last of their strength they had to hold off unconciousness. Yet both were shaken at the last thought of someone lifting them up and carrying them away. The fleeting memory was hence lost an instant later as conscious began shifting into the world of darkness known as unconciousness for the twins.

(Exit as the body of meat)

Twc 8,815

Claiming +44 stats to both Segri and neku 

+2,000,words to ration jibashi
+2,000 words to ration hirashin
+4,000 words to mirrored sudden attacker