Black Games in the Mist

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It was strange, being left to guard the village. Hardly anybody was around, and Rakka had not seen hide nor hair of another Shinobi. She knew there were a few around, and she was sure Xyxer had at least left those two ANBU operatives that were always following him around, but… Man, it was great to have the village to herself. Civilians seemed afraid to go out on the streets due to the lack of Shinobi... or maybe it was just the storm that was hitting one of the islands. Yeah, that might have been it. You see, Rakka Yuki was left to guard the village while everyone else went off to war, which was all well and good for Rakka, who enjoyed her peace and quiet, but jesus christ was it boring. She wished for something, anything, some kind of action to come and liven up her day, and it seemed she was about to get it.

A messenger pigeon appeared in her window. There was hardly anything unusual about the notion of being sent on a mission, but on a day when she was guarding the village due to its lack of Shinobi, it felt surreal. Shrugging, Rakka stood from her bed, where she had been studying Fuuton and its interactions with Katon chakra, in the hopes of perfecting her Storm of the Century technique. Unraveling the letter and letting the messenger go free, she glanced at the scrawl that held her mission details.

She grinned. Today had an S-Ranked mission in store for her. Badass. Two aristocratic jackasses decided that the best way to settle their differences was to fight to the death. This in itself seemed honorable enough, but of course, neither one actually wanted to do any of the fighting, and hired someone to go in their place. One hired a mercenary of some sort, she assumed, and the other hired a Kirigakure ninja, that ninja being Rakka Yuki.
”Lovely.” Rakka said, stuffing the scroll into her pocket and readying her gear. She slipped on her flack jacket and made sure her ninja tools were all in place, even though she hardly ever made use of them, and set off.

She arrived at the huge spectral arena, which had sorta been sitting outside the village, not being used, for some time now. Standing on the stone tiles, she looked around the huge arena. The floor was in the shape of a circle, 100 meters in diameter, and there were entrances at opposite ends of the arena. Shrugging, Rakka began to walk until she reached a point 25 meters into the arena, at which point she would stop and wait for her opponent.

It was just another day in the life of Puresu. He was a mercenary, and got paid to kill people daily. Today he was paid a lot of money by an employer to fight on his behalf. He didn’t really know what the feud was over, nor did he care. He just needed to win, it was as simple as that.  
 
He arrived at the arena on time, as always. When it was time for the fun to begin he walked out trying to size up his opponent. It was a girl? He wondered if this other guy knew what he was doing when he picked her to be his champion. The mercenary would walk 25 meters out of the entrance, making them 50 meters away from each other. 
 

Stats:

Rakka watched the figure that was to be her opponent exit at the same time as her, which made for a pretty cool aesthetic as they walked out to face each other. Rakka felt her opponent's eyes upon her, trying to measure her power, but she kept her poker face strong. Keeping composure was something Rakka had always been good at. Upon reaching her spot, twenty five meters from her opponent, Rakka would stand for a moment, the silence between the two of them seeming rather awkward, seeing as they were about to fight to the death. She looked up at the man she was representing, who just scowled.
Cool. She thought, looking back to her opponent. Out of sheer desire to get this over with, she curtseyed to her opponent, hoping to trigger some sort of reaction. The arena was relatively full, and finally, one of its inhabitants spoke up:
”Begin!” Shouted the person who evidently was the referee, if battles to the death even had those.


As soon as the words were spoken, Rakka’s face lit up like a christmas tree. A senbon was drawn from her pouch, hurled towards her opponent’s center of mass at a speed of 100. She was well aware that this probably wouldn’t hit him, but she wanted a gauge of how exactly this person moved, how they thought, and how they reacted, so this was as good a start as any.

The girl in front of him started to walk closer and closer to him. No time to waste with this one. He wasn’t about to get closer to her, he’d have to be kinda crazy to do that. So instead he pulled his drawing scroll off his back and opened it in anticipation.
 
Once the girl had reached the halfway point in the arena, she would be 25 meters away from him. Then the girl curtseyed. Very odd one, probably overconfident, he thought to himself as he smirked at the girl. Once the announcer said begin she would throw a senbon at him. Odd to do that from that distance, but it didn’t really matter, being the distance he was away he sidestepped to the right also turning his body so the knife so would whiz right past him.
 
He would then at a speed of 70 (scaling) draw a hawk on his scroll. Assuming none of this was interrupted he would jump on the hawk and fly 20 meters into the air so that he would be hovering over Rakka.
 
(700 ap – 45 for Hawk
New ap total = 655)

(All actions done at max speed possible)

There. That was her moment. As the man turned his body, Rakka formed her hands into a horse seal as fast as she could, inhaling as she did so, before spitting out a huge blast of Katon at her target. The cone would funnel and spread outwards, so that it was approximately 35 meters in diameter by the time it reached its target. The flames would jet towards him as the man prepared to draw something upon a scroll, Rakka wasn't sure what, but she was sure it was something you didn't just let your opponent do. Her flames would fly towards him at a speed and power of 75, and would threaten to burn whatever he created and likely reduce her opponent to ash, if he was not careful.

All the while, Rakka minded her surroundings. The man hadn't spoken a word, and seemed very professional and businesslike. He'd done this before, but she could tell she was just a hair faster than him, and she was pretty sure she was stronger then him too.

Well this one was a quick girl wasn’t she? He was barely opening the scroll as she sent a fire blast at him, this was pretty impressive. He would trash the hawk plan because he needed to act really really fast if he didn’t want to be fried. He would start moving to right as he was making the three handseals necessary for the S rank soul expulsion. The blast was almost upon him when It activated, the speed boost allowed him to squeak by with no major damages. His body would now be encased in a white glow as he continued to run, straight. Not at Rakka but to the side of her. He would still be 25 meters away.
 
Assuming he didn’t have to dodge another large attack he would start to initiate the great spiraling ring technique at a speed of 110 and a power of 125 (scaling.) Hurling it directly at  Rakka.
 
(700 ap – 85 for GSR – 50 for SE
New ap total = 565)

(All actions done at max speed possible)
 
New stats:

Health: 20
Chakra: 155
Stamina: 30
Speed: 165
Strength: 20

As her blast of fire hurtled towards him, Rakka felt her opponent’s chakra signature begin to move, and she knew that he was attempting to strafe away. Her vision was obscured by the very flames she spit towards her opponent, but Rakka knew he had some sort of evasive maneuver planned. Most ninja did. With this in mind, she released the horse seal and stopped spewing flames, though the flames she had already sent forth would continue towards their original point of impact. 

Once this was achieved, Rakka would take a step forwards, strafing diagonally and to the her left (Her opponent’s right), aiming to intercept him, while clapping her hands together and inhaling deeply, rejuvenating her body with Fuuton chakra. As she did this, a seal would be placed on her left palm, forming a barrier around her body and protecting her (100 Power)

As she did this, she attempted to send the chakra swirling around her own form, a mass of concentrated energy that would empower her further. While she was unable to generate such an effect for the moment, she was able to show the beginnings of it, with the cloak of fuuton beginning to form around her body, though she didn’t feel all that powerful in comparison to her previous transformation. Still, the results were encouraging.

The resulting boost put her close to, but not on par with, her now-boosted opponent. She would quickly reach a distance of 20 meters from him due to both of them heading towards the same point. Thankfully, a big attack was coming, so her opponent would not have time to appear his great spiraling whatever. 

As soon as this 20 meter threshold was crossed, Rakka would form a tiger seal, causing a massive cloud of illusory feathers to appear around her, blanketing the area. The resulting genjutsu had a power of 105, and would cause her opponent to fall to sleep in a matter of moments if he didn’t recognize the effect or have the will to resist. At this thought, Rakka smirked. This was just the beginning…

Naturally, all of these actions would occur at her fastest possible speed.

AP: 930/1090

-40 GFA from last post
-40 Barrier Seal
-40 Rejuvination
-40 Temple of Nirvana

Rakka boosted stats:

Speed: 150
Chakra: 150
+10 to fuuton power/speed

Ezpz

(TWC 1222 btw)

Nothing ever went the way they were supposed it. The sign of a good fighter to stop you from executing attacks before they even happened. But it also meant that the girl probably couldn’t take a hit and that’s why she kept dodging. They would seemingly activate their boosters around the same time as they were running towards each other. But before he could start the great spiraling ring technique Rakka initiated the tiger hand seal.
 
The man tried to continue running to the right of Rakka as he saw feathers falling towards the sky. He started getting tired all of a sudden when he handn’t really expended that much chakra yet. Heck he just activated a booster that was supposed to give him more energy. And also where did the feathers come from?  Puresu realized that some weird stuff was going on and it wasn’t natural in the slightest. And what specialty does everyone know makes weird things happen? Genjutsu. Now he wasn’t certain that the reason he was tired but he was better safe than sorry. He would bring up his hands to perform the genjutsu release real quick and just before he eyes fell asleep he would fell his energy come back to him. He would turn his attention right back to Rakka wanting to be rash charge straight at him.  But he would try and create some distance by still running away.
 
 He would attack but the girl would probably try to do something faster that would prevent his attack so he would keep running waiting to dodge whatever that next thing was.
 
(sorry for the bad post, just didn’t want to make you wait longer)
AP upkeep on soul expulsion
Used gen release

I’ll do the exact math when I’m not tired and prone to messing it up.

The end was nigh. The first phase of her one-two punch had been a success, and as soon as the mercenary was caught in the genjutsu, as he attempted to free himself, huge spikes of ice would form from the ground, threatening to impale the man. Ten spears would appear, surrounding the man, all forming from the ground equidistant from him, each aimed at him at a 45 degree angle, so that he’d be impaled through the stomach by the spears, immobilized. (100 power/speed/sharpness/health spears)

As this happened, Rakka’s fuuton chakra surged with anticipation, and she felt her mastery over it growing. It was becoming more and more like the technique she had designed, the Storm of the Century, and soon, Rakka hoped, she’d be able to summon the Fuuton cloak proper, in all its glory. Coming to a stop about 10 meters from the mercenary, Rakka would stop to gloat at her newly captured foe, impaled through the stomach at multiple points.

”Thanks for playing.” She grinned. Placing her hands out wide dramatically, and drawing them in to form a tiger seal. ”Any last words?” She asked, clearly hoping that he’d have more fight in him, if he’d remained immobile up to this point.

AP: 

875/1090

-40 Certain-Kill Ice Spears
-15 Upkeep

(TWC: 1436)

Some ice spikes would shoot up at him from the ground, now had he not had some tricks up his sleeves this probably would have been the fight of the fight, but nah he knew some fancy escape stuff. He would still do the gen release seal but instantly after he would start on the seals for the Vanish tech, had he actually remembered to master it this would have been a surefire way out but since he didn’t we’d have to see. Most likely he'd get grazed by the spikes, but since soul expulsion granted him 25 DR and he was wearing a jounin flak jacket the damage would be minimal.  
 
The second his feet would touch the ground he would start the great spiraling ring technique again since it got canceled last time he tired.  He would throw the ring at the girl at a speed of 110 and a power of 125.  The ring would explode once to got to the spot Rakka was standing in whether she was still there or not.
 
(All actions done at max speed)
 
AP 650:
 -5 for gen release last round
-50 for Vanish
 -85 for GSR

New ap total = 510