Lightning Flashes in the Mist

The rain poured on the roofless training arena, it always rained in Kirigakure and today was no different. The damp black hair of the young Uzumaki resting flat on his head as water ran down his body like thousands of tiny rivers, he stood firm with his eyes closed as he listened to the rain pittering and pattering against the dirt floor beneath his feet. Looking at this child from afar it would go unseen that he was completely calm as though there wasn't a rain storm covering him in these cold tears from the sky, he began to feel electrifying as he began looking within himself to discover the secrets of his lightning release and how to harness it. He began to sign the various seals, each delicately and choreographed to be as perfect as he could possibly make them, Monkey, Dragon, Rat, Bird, and finally Ox. Quickly throwing his right arm downward in a manner as though he is palming the air between him and the ground, his left arm now forming somewhat of a support and holding his right arm at the inner of his elbow. His teeth grit as his eyes opened focusing on the back of his right hand, He was pushing for control as small bursts of static electricity began to seep from various pores across his body. He looked as though the air around him was discharging the electricity within himself, Menma's focus on his hand however would not be broken by the crackling around him. The intensity of his dig for power written on his face as he gritted his teeth harder, the muscles in his small arms began to tense exposing themselves as he pulled on his inner strengths. His right hand began to flash a light blue every so often as though the electric charge was growing in his palm, usually accompanied by a tiny strike of lightning jutting up from the ground and striking the blue electrifying aura in his palm. After a few moments of this flickering palm it began to hold its shining electricity, though Menma knew despite him now holding this lightning in his palm he needed to control it to truly form the Chidori. Menma began to try and make this lightning create almost a gauntlet around his hand, a few times as it began to creep around to the backside of his hand it would flicker as though the strain of control would make him lose the hold he currently had on this ball of electricity. However, after persevering with this structural change, Menma was able to create a blade like cast of lightning wrapped around his hand. He had gained control and now simply had to execute this correctly, this was only the first half of controlling a jutsu with such caliber of power. As he lifted his head slightly attempting to look out ahead of him, he had set up a training dummy roughly thirty meters from where he stood. Though now as he looked, attempting to look through the falling rain in what appeared as blurred vision he couldn't quite make out the exact spot. Tunnel vision, something he had read about in the scroll where he first discovered this jutsu. He fought now to focus his eyes, the tunnel began to widen as he pushed his eyes more and more to focus. He began to see what appeared to be a humanoid like figure, still unable to pinpoint his target location on this training dummy. Menma wanted to strike true, to plunge his lightning bladed hand through the metaphorical heart practicing the kill strike. Suddenly as though blinders were removed, Menma saw the dummy clear as ever. He could only see his target as the rest of the facility became somewhat of a blur, it was strange, as soon as he became able to focus on his target his lightning began to grow stronger from his hand. The bolts flashing from his hand began to chirp, it truly sounded like a thousand birds as Menma charged at the target. The sheer power emanating from the lightning blade was enough to seemingly scar the ground as he covered ground between him and his target. In what seemed like seconds for Menma, though it may have truly been longer, his hand crashed through the dummy. His strike was true, he ripped his hand back out looking at it with a smirk. "The beginning, there's only more to come." He would say to himself, the rain still dropping around him as the dummy fell to the training ground floor.

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The flashes of lightning on the ground of the training area were clear, as Akabayashi watched each success and each failure to produce the required amount of chakra output and control. After a bit the vulture would move closer. If you like lightning perhaps these will help you on your path." The man would form seals for lightning release coiling dragon and explain the jutsu. Followed by the seals and explanation for lightning beast tracking and.Then finally the same for basic shadow clone jutsu. It was always easier to learn with more of you. After that Akabayashi would take his leave never mentioning his name just a quick flash of red and he was gone.

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As the arcing flashes of the Chidori dissipated from the training ground, the rain continued to be the most influential aspect of the area. The sounds of the raindrops as they splattered across the ground, Menma was soaked from head to toe from the increasing rain. Then the sounds of the rain seized at the sound of a man’s voice, it was rather calm and stony though it remarked on Menma’s affinity for lightning. The man then offered to ‘help him on the path’ followed by a demonstration of three different jutsu, though he didn’t stick around long after explaining the jutsu to Menma. He would soon disappear in a flash of red, instantly leaving Menma to himself in the training facility once again to give these jutsu a try himself. He smirked as he had recently learned the Shadow Clone technique during his own training. He decided to use the encouragement of it’s easier to learn if there are more of you. He began to sign; Tiger, Horse, Ram and finished with the Clone Seal. Doing so created two exact copies of himself each standing on either side of him, they all looked among themselves before deciding to begin their training.

The true Menma took a seat, his legs crossed and hands resting on his knees as he began to meditate on the aspect of lightning. He knew that the more he grew to understand the lightning, the more powerful one could become at using their ninjutsu. He reflected on the unpredictability of lightning as it raced through the sky, though with specific instruments that raw and untamed lightning could be guided to a desired path. He began to think about lightning being a current of energy, energy produced magnetic fields and on top of this it had a byproduct of heat. Often lightning strikes and creates fire, it accompanies rain and wind, and only in the earth does it disperse.

As Menma was meditating one of the clones walked away from the others, picking a location to himself he began thinking about the Lightning Beast Tracking Fang jutsu the man had demonstrated to him. He remembered the look of the lightning as it took the shape of a lightning hound, the way it darted around the training ground before dispersing into nothing. He even began to think how he saw the chidori-like lightning wrapping his hand and creating what seemed like a leash to the beast, it was obviously how he controlled it. With the lightning leash he must have been able to manipulate the chakra beast in order to direct it, he noted that the leash also seemed to create a written path of the lightning hounds movements. He sighed after taking them time to think about the jutsu at length and decided he would give it a go, he began signing just in front of his sternum; Tiger, Ram, Snake, Monkey, Bird and Dog. His right hand became engulfed in lightning like the chidori though it was less violent and didn’t give off the signature chirp, he flicked his hand at the wrist forward as the lightning hound seemingly leaped from his palm and began to dart forwards. Using his fingers as though he was pointing where he wanted the beast to go, he complied with his direction and within minutes he was running laps around himself until he decided to have the beast jump into the air and disperse. The lightning crackled across the atmosphere as it became one with the natural static around the training ground. The clone then walked over to the real Menma and took a seat beginning to meditate on his teachings, just as Menma himself was doing with lightning itself.

During all this the final clone had made his way to the other side of the training ground, he began to think of the lightning dragon aura the man had demonstrated to Menma. He closed his eyes as he began to think of the physical structure, he then began to think of the aura as an armor at first. Though his thoughts began to change as he remembered the strange instructor showing the dragon headed whips he was able to manifest using control of the lightning, he remembered the strange color of the lightning the man had made and how he said each user appears different as though a manifestation of their inner lightning. Menma’s clone smirked to himself as he lifted his hands to his sternum, he was ready to give it a shot as he began to sign; Tiger, Monkey, Boar and Dragon. Upon signing the final seal he took a solid but upright stance, lightning began to pour from his pores and envelope him in the strangest lightning he had ever seen. Within a few moments a see through aura of black lightning cloaked him, some of the static began to flicker off him but all in all it was under his control and steady around him. He slowly lifted his right arm straight up into the air, his hand flat with fingers fully extended as he allowed it to drop similar to an executioner's blade cleaving a victims head in this motion. As his hand fell the lighting birthed a long narrow dragon head at the end of a black lightning whip, it thrashed the ground in front of him leaving a massive scar across the earth he could see. With a smile he began to strut over to the other two and take a seat with them, also beginning to meditate though he began to think of who that man could have been.

After a few moments of the three Menma sitting together, the clones dispersed into puffs of lightning. The information they had obtained raced into the mind of Menma, to his surprise he got the thoughts on who the man could have been. With a smirk he walked to the exit, the last words spoken here today were simply, “No way that was the Mizukage, guess I’ll never know.”

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Menma wrote:
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Training Claim: 75% Jutsu Discount
Lightning Beast Tracking Fang (438/438) B-Rank | Lightning Release: Coiling Dragon (438/438) B-Rank
Training Claim: Wordcount Stats
+5 Vigor | +5 Chakra

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