An Uzumaki?

Fri Feb 10, 2017 10:22 pm

It was a regular day for the Genin know as Sora. He was running throughout the district of Kumo on his daily jog, waving to familiar faces that he'd see up at this moment almost every single day. After he had finished jogging, he'd force himself to do regular warm-up activities at the nearest training grounds, and then as Sora got back to the orphanage (that he had resorted to calling his home) the Genin had made breakfast for all of his shelter buddies and was out the door once again.

Next, chakra control exercises. You need to keep the body fit, but you also needed to keep your mind sturdy as well. It was the fundamental foundation of chakra that had taught in the academy. Sora meditated for a while trying to go over the things that had happened over the past few days. He had met other Genin, which was pleasant for him, he never really had any friends in the academy, so who said that he couldn't have friends as a Genin? It was pleasant to have people that he could count on and work with if needed.

He was taught by all the other Genin, which he now considered friends, and had learned some other things than just E-Ranks. Kami knows that he had many of those. He wanted to find out more about Fuinjutsu, but they hadn't known any Fuinjutsu which made him slightly disappointed; he wanted to learn every Fuinjutsu he could. It was all right, though, he'd search a few jutsu up in a local library and learn them himself.

Reizo had seemed like he had known him when they first met, which had freaked him out, he hadn't met anyone else in Kumo, were there higher-ups watching him? The boy was kind, so he couldn't imagine Reizo trying to kill or harm him, it was still something to keep his eye on for the moment.

There wasn't anything special about him, so he highly doubted that, but maybe Reizo had seen him around the village. Then how would he know his name? He was getting too stressed, the reason to meditate was to clear your mind, not to fill it with more problems. He'd start to focus on the blonde/brown haired boy, Max.

Max was one of those people that reminded him of himself. He was kind to what seemed everyone, but it seemed like there was a darker side to him, wanting more power. Eh, maybe the pale boy was wrong. It was too soon to try to deduce the other Genin. He was quite smart as well catching, that fact had caught Sora's eye. The boy could be used for the better of Kumogakure if he put his minds to tactics.

Sora knew that he would need more techniques, or you could say power, to do the things he wanted to do in his life, and to make sure that he got far in his career goals as a Kumogakure Shinobi.

Enough about other people, now more about Sora. He had noticed that his chakra was more compact and dense, that was why it was way harder to get down the Tree Walking/Water Walking techniques in the academy. It was weird to him, was it some Kekkai Genkai? He couldn't think of anything else it could be. He summarized it was possible since Sora hadn't known anything about his lineage.

Sora felt bored of doing the same thing every day. Wake up, train, and then make breakfast to prepare for training again. He wanted to try something else for a chance. He stopped meditating and stood up holding out his hand. To people who didn't know Sora - even some people that did know the dark haired boy - would find it weird he was just holding the palm of his hand out like that. Sora even thought it was weird that he was just interrupting his training session to do this, but if it proved to work, that would be exceptional.

He focused on bringing out his chakra, slowly but surely. He didn't want to damage anything internally; the boy didn't want his chakra coils to become permanently damaged from his little experiment. The chakra was thick; it was like trying to suck a watermelon through a plastic straw. Sora made a hand sign to make it easier to channel his chakra; everybody knew it was hard to channel chakra without a hand sign to flow it. All of a sudden red chains burst out of his hands.

The chakra chain made out of hundreds of different links, and at the end, there was a spike. His eyes widened as he saw the chain that appeared out his wrist. He raised an eyebrow as he swung his arm causing the chain to cut the ground. It was impeccably sharp, and Sora was pretty sure that it would never dull since it made out of pure chakra.

"This... is amazing! It makes me even cooler!" Sora screamed as he retracted the chakra chain, so the spike was only sticking out of his wrist like a hidden blade. He cut through a tree as he used a palm strike, this would be dangerous if it were an Hyuuga with Gentle Fist. He practiced with the chakra chain until it finally dissipated.

He would've loved to play more with his new tool, but he needed to ask someone about this, like his substitute mother and father. Sora took off in a Body Flicker before he started jumping through the roofs. He landed in front of the orphanage and burst through the door. It wasn't in anger that he slammed the door open, it was in excitement to learn more about his actual family.

"Mom, Dad, I need to talk to you about something!" Sora said as he ran upstairs. Over the course of him becoming a Genin, he realized that his relationship with his caregivers was becoming stronger. They said it was okay for them to be called by mother and father. Sora finally showed them the chains. They'd afterward tell him he was an Uzumaki and the boy would go rushing to the library to learn more about his and Roxas' heritage.

(OOC: I honestly don't want any techniques, unless there is something for Chakra Chains, I just wanted Sora to find out he was an Uzumaki already.)

(EXIT)

WC: 1064

Requests: Adamantine Attack Chains (1064/2125)

Stat: 5