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Also claiming three Shinobi Headbands with the Konoha symbol, and the ID's of Yoi, Chuta, and Kizaru. I don't want to edit that post, so I'm just making it a separate reply. My apologies for the inconvenience.

Yoi was laying in a world of darkness on the ground. As his conscious regained, he sensed the chakra signatures of the other 3. He assumed the biggest one was the man they were opposing. He resumed his screaming as his the protection his unconsciousness provided faded away. He could dimly hear the man talking. "Yes, look upon your comrades as they lay there, in such pain that it cannot be described. Look upon them and their crucible, as they are either forged into something stronger, or broken and tossed aside for the world to forget. You all have potential boy, but it does not lay within the safety of a village. The world is a harsh place, yes, but it so out of necessity. Yet the villages put up large walls to defend against the brutality of it. They hide from it’s lessons, and therefore learn nothing of true pain. How many in your village can you say have felt this sort of agony? Have had such tests thrust upon them? One? Maybe two? How many have suffered as your friends here have? Have you suffered as they are now? Have you felt the pain necessary to rise to new heights? You’re about to young Kizaru, and you’ll scream, and you’ll feel as if you’re about to die. You’ll wish you would die, wish it would all be over. However, it won’t end, you’ll wake up, and have to face your world. Have to build yourself stronger in order to be ready to face such agony in the future. Yoi and Chuta are facing their crucibles now." Yoi, his mind not able to focus, was able to make the basic jump to the thought that Kizaru was the one left standing.

After a short pause, the man said, "My name is Calin Uesugi, and as I have done with your friends. I will now force you into yours." Yoi then heard two thunks as two pieces of flesh hit the ground, and shortly after followed by what sounded like a body.

"Use this moment, embrace this pain, use it to guide you. Use the fires of your will to help elevate yourselves to heights you have yet to imagine. Allow me to show you some of the fire within mine." Before Yoi could realize it, fire spread across his body, creating an even worse burning sensation. His screams worsened as his clothes and hair were burnt off almost instantly, leaving only his bare skin to receive the force of fire. Yoi's blinded, partially limbless, naked and bald body quickly fell into blissful unconsciousness.

Unknown to the boys, around 15-20 minutes after, a caravan saw the unconscious bodies, and after realizing that they were still alive, put the bodies into the carts. Luckily for the boys, the caravan was travelling to Konoha.

[exit to Fire Country]

WC: 472
TWC: 2090

Will make claims when the mission is finished (AKA, once we enter Konoha)

Kizaru shook as the man spoke to him. He wished he could just disappear. The screams of his comrades still ringing in his ears, Calin's words pierced through and stabbed at his brain. He was barely holding it together and yet the man took the time to sear not only their flesh, but their minds as well.

As his legs were cut out from under him Kizaru would tumble to the ground near the other two. He clamped his eyes shut in fear of recieving the same treatment as Yoi and Chuta, but to his surprise his eyes remained in his head. Calin's words caused him to reopen his eyes only to see Chuta laying right next to him. Kizaru cried, not really from the pain, but from seeing the state they were all in. None of them could do anything. Their lives were in the hands of this monster and they could be ended on a whim with no consequence. The man was right. There was nobody who could fight monsters like him in the leaf. At least not that the boy could tell. They were only as safe there as the walls and walls can easily be bypassed. He only had moments to resent their weakness, his own weakness, before Calin's flames engulfed the three. With his skin boiling and his bones crackling Kizaru could no longer maintain consciousness.

His mind mercifully let him rest. When he awoke he was laid out like a towel drying on a rock. He looked around him and saw his two companions, or what was left of them. He wondered if he looked as bad as they did, but dared not look at himself. He didn't want to know.

(Exit)
(WC 287)

The world passed him by. Pain and torture. Words of encouragement from the most unlikely of people. Chuta's body was lying there with nothing to protect him from the elements. The loss of an arm, his eye, his foot. His body had bits of charred marks and his clothes were gone. He was unconscious. His life was only darkness now. Soon to wake up, full of pain and hate, full of drive.

His body was moved from the ground to a cart. Going down the road he would lay there, hopefully be covered. The people where kind, a spark of love in a world that was teeming with such hatred.

[EXIT]

WC: 110

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