Clone Jutsu training #$uicideboy$ Transformation

In all actuality Alex would love to use only his fists for combat. Sadly the way life worked, he wouldn't be able to become a Genin without a few jutsu under his belt. The village was foggy as per the usual and the air this morning was surprisingly chilly. Alex frowned as he zipped his sleeveless hoodie up all the way and pulled the hood over his head to protect his ears from the slight chill that creapt up the back of his neck only moments before he had raised the hood. As he inhaled and exhaled he noticed his breath crept slowly out of his mouth. He places his headphones in his ear turning the volume all the way up before switching to his $uicideboy$ playlist. Music always helped him focus. Especially from the day he discovered $uicideboy$. He bobbed his head slowly to the rhythm of the music before walking out into the clearing behind his home. He leaned against the tree that had a clear indention from his previous strikes on it. He spent the good part of his free time as a youth pounding the living shit out of the large tree in his backyard. Whether it was out of anger or for training, he never really could tell, but the bark around the area his fists would strike was completely gone and a small crack was now forming down the center of the naked area. He smirked placing his finger tips over the area and closed his eyes recalling the last time he trained on this tree.

He had spent a good bit of the day with his mother, helping her run various errands between the other shops in the village. It was a simple day. Nothing to nerve racking happened and that was great because everything seemed to annoy Alex. The day had been winding down towards an end and he found himself being badgered by his mother about his training. Most days his parents would merely sweep it under the rug and try to ignore it but today Kimmi spent her evening asking Alex all about his training regime. He offered to show his mother when they arrived home and found to his surprise that she was cheering him on as he struck the tree with various jabs. At first it was encouraging but after several long minutes of woos and ahhs Alex found himself picturing his mothers parents faces on the tree, beating the tree harder in a feeble attempt to punish the images in his mind for raising such an obnoxious woman.

Alex opened his eyes realizing he had been stalling far too long. 

"I don't have time to keep dwelling on the past..fuck"

As fuckthepopulation began to play he started focusing his breathing. In and out, slow and deep. He found himself focusing on his chakra, something he didn't do very often. He continued this breathing as he handsigned the handseal for Ram. He held it for a moment and continued his breathing drill as he felt his chakra rise. He focused on the mental image of himself as he shifted the hand seal to Snake. His outfit, his hair, his every feature. He pictured all of this standing right in front of himself. He took one last deep breath as he shifted the hand seal one last time to Tiger. As he completed the seal he heard a sound like something hitting the ground and opened his eyes to see a very pale, off color version of himself with a twisted up face. It only lasted a few seconds before dissipating slowly in front of him.

Whatever, it was close so in reality it's nothing to sweat. Alex thought that to himself before taking another deep breath. He pictured his shoes. The texture of his black pants, The way his hair hung from is head in its natural wild lazy fashion, His resting "fuck off" face and even the little threads hanging off on his hoodie. He hand sealed once more, Ram, Snake, and Tiger. This time pushing more focus and chakra into the image in his head til he was picturing two of himself. He heard the sound again but this time it was the sound of multiple feet touching the ground. Alex smirked and opened his eyes to see two of himself standing there with pissed off looks on there smug little faces. 

"Fuck yes. That's what I'm talking about!" He shouted attempting to high five one of them only for his hand to pass through it followed by a smoke cloud forming as that clone dissipated. He shook his head at his own stupidity then his eyes followed the other clone.

"Hmm.. I have an Idea.."

He also had been attempting to learn the transformation jutsu and a major problem was that Alex couldn't picture himself as anything but himself, why would he want to? Alex hated just about everyone he met aside from that weird little bastard Kaane. This clone on the other hand. This clone was nothing but a cheap imitation of the real thing, so why not use transformation on the clone. He could make it into anything and feel no dent to his pride.

This was going to be difficult because he had to maintain his focus on keeping the clone actually there and then he had to focus on changing the appearance of the clone as well. Now the question at hand was what the hell would he transform it into? Alex looked over to the tree again and felt something choke up into his throat.. 

"Okay here we go.."

Alex closed his eyes breathing deeply as he focused his chakra on the clone in front of him. He shook slightly thinking of what he was going to attempt. Alex emitted his chakra at the clone as he picture the chocolate brown hair that stretched down to the shoulders of his mother, her deep brown eyes that seemed to constantly reassure him that no matter what she would still be here for him. Alex felt a tea stream from his eye as he saw her face. Aged slightly but her smile still boasted the youth of a young woman full of adventure in her soul. He pictured her shop uniform and began performing the hand seals. Dog, boar, but as he signed ram something went wrong and he pictured what he imagined his mother looked like in the wreckage of there caravan. Her body pale and lifeless. The eyes that once comforted him now empty and cold. Blood streamed down her face in an unrealistic manner as only a child could picture when thinking of death and as he signed the final sign he opened his eyes to see his clone standing up taking on the exact appearance of his mothers corpse. 

Alex let out a scream as tears streamed down his face. He was about to break focus when he glanced over at the tree and remembered that day once more. He silenced his sobs and began handsigning once more. His mind remembering the way she excitedly cheered him on and reassured him when he messed up on a combo. He hand seal Dog, boar, ram and opened his eyes to see his mother standing where the clone was. Her face was smiling and Alex couldn't help but walk towards the transformed clone with his arms open in an attempt to embrace it, but as he made contact with the clone he looked up in time to see his mothers image smile and then fade from existence in an instant. Alex kept looking up even after she vanished, dropping to his knees letting his arms go limp at his sides. He let out a slight sigh and then let his head hang.

"Well at least I got the Jutsu down right?.."

He shook his head and stood up heading inside for the night. 

WC - 1323

Claiming clone tech and transformation jutsu

also claiming 6 stat points