Path to Chuunin Exams: Part 3

It was rare for him to be called to do anything that wasn't paperwork or trailing individuals that needed to be dealt with. Most of Kumogkaure didn't even know he existed and had taken the place of an important individual plenty of times. Coming to the examination area he walked past the bowing guards and even the proctors had come out of their way to show proper respect to him. They were all mistaking him for someone else, but he assumed it was all for the best if anyone ever did decide to come for the kages life.

Making it to the exam room he stretched his neck cracking it under the armor he always wore before turning the handle and stepping into the room. The all black slim armor only added a darker feel to the already dim and small room he now occupied. His opponent had seemed to be pacing the room for some time.

"Ah Komon, yes, I've read in your report that you are quite excitable, somewhat of a loose canon per say. You must really remember to mind your manners while you're in the library by the way. Jiyo was punished for your misconceptions."

Cracking his fingers the red headed male looked over his opponent once more before flashing the sign that combat would now commence.

"I won't go easy on you, in fact I'm here to make sure you fail now, I don't particularity like the way you manage yourself. So make this easy for me and give up now, otherwise I'm going to break both your arms."

Sighing heavily and outwardly at no one in particular, mainly at the thought of having to be the one to lose precious time testing the waters with someone he thought was not worthy of the time Mortarion had forced him to give. The clone took a ready form as well once the boy finished his speech on something more or less he had tuned out. He came back to reality at the sound of the boy yelling out his kekki genkai like some barbarian. It caused him to lose all composure or what little he had left. Akuoy took to a bent over position as he laughed at the boy openly while using his left hand to point in his general direction.

"Did..did you really say that with a straight face? You're even dumber than you look kid, no one in their right mind would yell out their ability while using it, that's a sure fire way to get yourself killed before you have the chance to attack, boy."

The clone was clearly goading the boy into action, purposefully attempting to increase the childs anger forcing him into rash decisions. Between his own laughter he was checking on the facial expression attempting to pick up on subtle changes to see if it was working.

"You say you're ready, yet you haven't moved. I've been ready since I've stepped into this room. After you fail this, who knows I think there might be work for you out in the fields. You can always check on the former librarian as well, we put her out in the western field on a pike for her crimes."

Now the clone if no action had been taken by the boy had taken a upright position as he started walking towards Komon with his arms slightly outstretched by his side.

"You aren't ready."

Komon finished his sentence with confidence but the man’s reaction did more than rattle that, firstly it seemed the man had not been paying attention to him…. Komon was irritated by this, all he wanted was a chance to advance and his opponent wouldn’t even take him seriously, Komons byakugan was active and he could see that the man’s chakra burned brightly he was certainly powerful, but he could at least treat Komon like he might stand a chance.


Then if that hadn’t set him off them man had the audacity to burst out laughing when Komon activated his byakugan, telling him he’d surely get killed in combat if he decided to do so in a real fight. In all honesty Komon hadn’t thought about this, his mother had just done it every time she had activated her byakugan and he assumed it had been customary, as rude as the man might be he did make a point.


But the third thing the man did is what really set him off, He assumed Komon would fail the test and then threatened to send him to work in the fields, Komon was ready to fight already but then the man had to top off everything else he just said. “You can always check on the former librarian, we put her out in the western field on a pike for her crime” This broke Komon and his blood began to boil with rage.


He was going to hurt this man, whatever it took, whether it be his pride or his body. but he was going to do it smart, refusing to fall into the man's obvious attempts to enrage him, he took a deep breath like he had done so often in training and cleared his thoughts, before he began to think about how to go about the fight. first thing he had to do was figure out the capabilities of that armor, judging by the man’s build he was much, much stronger than Komon and that armor would be a real pain to get past if it had much capabilities.


The man was walking towards Komon now, with his arms outstretched by his side, they were less than 5 meters apart and the man was making no attempt to defend himself against Komon, he really didn’t think of Komon as even the slightest threat, the area had been left wide open for him to hit and at first Komon thought about striking it, but his senses came to him and he realized the man was trying to draw him in, while Komon may not have the advantage in strength the possibility still held that he could be faster than this man, an advantage he could really use.


So Komon decided to test his theory out and instead of running towards the man he began to run along the side of the room, gaining momentum for a future attack while watching the man and being ready to counter an attack if he decided to deliver one. All the while never speaking, never giving this man any more information than his movements forced him to. If he had something to say to the man he’d learn it at the end of the fight.

WC: 2830
Jutsu used: Byakugan -1 AP, 415 total AP left.

Akuoy watched the boy grow more and more agitated with the way he was being treated. His words seemed to find their mark and bury themselves deep into the childs psyche. A grim smile surfaced along his face for a moment before returning to his normal stalwart expressions. It also seemed that the child wasn't as naive as he led on as he quickly centered himself once more, not allowing the taunts to drag him in further.

The clone watched as the boy decided he would attempt to gain momentum by running along the outside walls. The room was already very small just big enough for the basic of maneuvers to be performed yet this one had deemed the strategy sure fire. Genin were always so quick to show how much energy they had instead of how smart they were. Akuoy in turn took steps forward yet they would run parallel to where Komon was going.

He was going to cut off the boys range of movement and not allow him to gain the speed he was attempting. If successful Akuoy would still be closing in on the young fighter while Komons range of motion and area to travel in would shrink drastically as they both soon would enter each others attacking range.

"Do you feel that, it's the pressure of not having anywhere to go and the only option is to move forward. What will you do little one, I'm taller than you, my arms are longer than yours, and you've allowed yourself to be cut off from your route. I'm giving you one more chance before I end this."

Komon had managed to gain a little bit of speed and everything seemed to be going as plan, until the man moved.. The tall figure moved at a speed almost equal to that of Komon’s, something he hadn’t been expecting at all and was quickly narrowing in on him in the small 5x5 room they were trapped in, at the trajectory they were moving at Komon could tell the man meant to keep him pinned between himself in the wall.


Komon listened to the man go on and on about how his arms were longer than komons and how he had nowhere to go, the man didn’t seem to realize what komon was doing, he was testing the man out, finding the full range of his capabilities, the fight hadn’t even started yet and yet the man acted like it was almost over. As the man began running forward komon took a couple seconds to once more analyze the man's armor, it was well crafted and would surely tank anything he threw at it, but before he made his move he wanted to know just how well it would.


So as the distance between the two grew narrower Komon began to pour an invisible amount of chakra to his hand for the palm bottom technique and decided to go for the weak spot every man had, if the man wanted to come in, in an unbelievable amount of armor Komon was going to have to fight dirty. The two opponents were growing ever closer and Komon decided it was time to act, the floor was slick and smooth, smooth enough to slide on. Komon had noticed it during his time pacing around the room before the man had even entered. And he intended to use it to his advantage. “You talk a lot” Komon said before carrying out his attack.


All this happening in a couple of seconds Komon dropped his legs out from underneath himself relying on the momentum he had gained from running along the walls to carry him to low for the man to deliver a punch and in between the man's legs if his maneuver worked he intended to use his gentle fist palm bottom technique directly on the man’s crotch, as he slid under not expecting it to do much damage but more to get a feel for the man's armor, if the attack succeeded he also intended to use the momentum to pull himself back up and continue running, evading his opponents attempt to slow him down.


WC: 3223

Jutsu Used:

Byakugan -1AP

Gentle Fist: Palm Bottom -5 AP, 409 Total AP left.


50 Base Running Speed, +20 from short burst +10 from byakugan, +3 from Gentle Fist Palm Bottom = 83 total Speed.

35 Strength + 3 from Gentle Fist Palm Bottom = 38 Strength

ACTUALLY HERE'S THE REAL PALM BOTTOM LINK
Gentle Fist Palm Bottom

Akuoy unlike Youka was not one to toy with his opponents and extend a fight longer than it had to be. It was unfair to his time and completely unfair to the one he was fighting to allow them to think they were on the right course to attack in such a manner that could be manipulated. The boy clearly wanted to test his limits and see just how far he could go. Sadly just like all genin he did not see the folly in his attack pattern or thought process.

Komon had even see fit to toss out his own quip back at the clone for insinuating he talked to much. Only those confident in their skills should be allowed the luxury to speak during a fight. This angered the clone slightly which was the reason for how he responded to the boys attack in such a viscous manner. The clone barked a retort before initiating is return attack.

"I talk because I see no threat, I told you I would give you one more chance and you let it slip."

As the boy went into his sliding motion letting go of all his body control and allowing inertia, gravity, and momentum to take control he had sealed his fate. Akuoy dropped his weight as Komons legs passed under him to his knees. This would place Akuoy atop the boys stomach and chest locking the male under him. In one motion he would begin throwing target jabs to the boys head and face attempting to render the child unconscious.

The game was more than likely going to end here, with a child's bloodied body being dragged from the small room. Akuoy had given him warning that this was how it would end, and of course he'd end it with his promise of breaking the boys arms once he had gone unconscious from repeated blows to the head.

What was wrong with these children Kumogakure was rasing, each and every one of them had attempted to attack in very vulnerable to say the least areas. Each and every time Mortarion would tell Akuoy that another student had attempted to attack his groin, now here he was about to have his eyes impaled on some genins fingers. The attack was anything but subtle as he telegraphed it with time to spare.

Akuoy followed his same path still dropping his weight on the boy except now he'd do it with force to attempt to knock the wind out of the childs lungs. As his weight dropped the clones right arm moved in to not fully block the boys blow but instead flow and move with it. Performing a outside block he'd rotate the arm from his face moving it downwards. If successful it would move and be locked now under his right armpit at the wrist while the boys arm rested against his rib cage.

Now came the fun part, if everything went as planned his weight would torque back away from the boy while his body was pinned under him. With the arm still in his grip he'd apply pressure against it at the joints effectively dislocating it from the shoulder before rolling it in on itself for maximum pain and snapping the bone at the forearm. With his free hand he'd still carry through with the jabs to the boys face to the same effect of causing the male to pass out due to pain.