WR: Water-Heavens Convergence training

A new jutsu one that would blow the competition away. After having read up on various jutsu Nietzsche decided on one jutsu in particular: Water release: water heavens convergence. This new technique would grant Nietzsche a whole new spectrum of both defense and offense. And it came in the form of a ranged jutsu; something he was greatly lacking. The jutsu would allow him to manipulate water to his will. Nietzsche walked over to his sink and filled a pot with water and set it on the floor. Sitting cross legged next to the pot of water Nietzsche shrugged he didn’t really know how to start. So he grabbed his book and read it over again. Sitting back down he made the ram sign and cast his chakra into the pot of water sitting before him.

Before his eyes the water began to distort and ripple. A bit of the water sloshed around out of the pot right into Nietzsche’s lap. Losing his concentration the water calmed down and fell stagnant in the pot. Regaining his composure he made the ram sign again and the water started to stir again. The ripples grew more violent as Nietzsche focused and tried to siphon out a bit of water into a floating sphere above the pot. The water started to turn a thin spire that separated from the water in the pot. Smiling Nietzsche watched as he manipulated his first bit of water. Smiling he tried to make two and slowly, but surely another sphere formed. Nietzsche then decided to try something interesting.

Nietzsche focused hard and made the orbs orbit him. He was truly amazed: he was in complete control of the water. Testing his bounds Nietzsche extended the two orbs three feet away from his body and still felt in control. Then four feet the orbs were quivering now—he could feel himself losing a bit of control. Finally after having extended the orbs five feet away from himself he lost control and the water fell to the ground. Ok so five feet was the range of his controlling water…for now. Smiling smugly Nietzsche sighed this jutsu would be very helpful in the coming Chunin exams. Nietzsche whiled away the rest of the night practicing forming shields that he estimated could probably block some lower tier jutsu, but nonetheless it would be helpful. Nietzsche went to bed that night; not tired, but content. (words: 403 Level one Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence trained Link to approved jutsu )

It was a crisp morning and Nietzsche did not really want to get out of bed, but he willed himself up and walked to his kitchen. It was then in the middle of his second hard boiled egg that he remembered he wanted to train his new jutsu some more that day. Quickly scarfing down his hard boiled egg he ran to his room. Grabbing his jacket he ran out the front door. He took the shortest path to the lake as possible. All the way there his mind raced. What he need to do today was expand the range of Water release: water heavens convergence. Right now its range was a measly 5 foot radius Nietzsche knew he needed more of a range to be able to actually use the water as both a attack and defense. Nietzsche was so deep in thought he almost fell straight in the lake.

Laughing at his own stupidity Nietzsche stared down at the water: this would be his ultimate weapon. The water was crystal clear and the air was crisp and clean. It made Nietzsche happy that he was training today. Getting down to business he sat cross legged in front of the water. Expelling his chakra into the water he formed one soccer ball sized sphere of water and spun it on his finger. Ok now to do this he thought to himself. Nietzsche extended the sphere five feet away from himself and it instantly fell down. Dismayed he tried again with similar results. Laying back in the cool dew laden grass Nietzsche rethought his strategy.

What had he been doing so far? He had been stretching his chakra out from his body, but the chakra seemed stuck on him making it impossible to move the water sphere. He felt like he had reached a mental block and lay there thinking for a while. Until at last an idea came to him. He would, instead of stretching his chakra with the water sphere, expel his chakra out to ten feet and allow it to take up the strain of moving the sphere around. That way he could use his chakra field to his advantage. Ok time to give it a shot Nietzsche said to himself.

Sitting back up Nietzsche spread out his chakra in a ten foot radius and started to tease out a sphere of water from the lake. Finally he did and shot the sphere out to five feet where it floated ever so stable. A grin flashed across Nietzsche’s pale face-It was working. He slowly moved the orb six feet…seven feet…eight feet…nine feet…and at last as the orb hit ten feet it collapsed. “Ten feet…I can do something with that” chuckled Nietzsche. He felt that he could now use, with this new range, the water to not only defend, but attack.

So he gave it a try. Gathering the a soccer ball sized ball of water he blasted it out into the lake where it made a loud splash. “Oh this was going to be fun!” Exclaimed a euphoric Nietzsche. He then brought forth three orbs of water all roughly the same size and blasted them out into the advancing mist in spite of himself. Now to try some defensive moves Nietzsche surrounded himself in a sphere of water, which was drawn from the lake. From the inside hollow sphere he could see a distorted view of the world the lake looked like the sky and the sky looked like the lake. It was very interesting. Attempting a attack defense combo Nietzsche set up a water shield and then shaped two water balls and shot them far out into the lake. He found that though he could control the water only out to ten feet he could easily use that ten feet to build up the water speed enough to be launched far beyond that limiting range of ten feet. Nietzsche felt brilliant he was pioneering this jutsu and it could only get stronger.

It was then in a stroke of pure irony that Nietzsche felt a the fatigue that was brought on by chakra use just as he had felt invisible and untouchable. The water around him instantly feel to the ground and was left soaking wet. Ok I have to remember that it takes up a good chunk of chakra during a fight especial, because it would be a pain to die due to a stupid oversight like that. Gathering up some last chakra he pulled the water out of his clothes, which now looked like they had been through a washer, but failed to meet up with the washer. Also the clothes he was wearing started to smell slightly…fishy.

With the smell of fish deep in his nostrils Nietzsche sloshed home in his water logged shoes—he had forgotten to take the water out of them. He was given odd looks from strangers as his feet made a queer squeaking noise as he walked home. He arrived home and promptly took a shower, making sure to play with the water a bit. He then feel into another content sleep-he could get used to this content thing. (words 861 Level Two Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence trained It was a crisp morning and Nietzsche did not really want to get out of bed, but he willed himself up and walked to his kitchen. It was then in the middle of his second hard boiled egg that he remembered he wanted to train his new jutsu some more that day. Quickly scarfing down his hard boiled egg he ran to his room. Grabbing his jacket he ran out the front door. He took the shortest path to the lake as possible. All the way there his mind raced. What he need to do today was expand the range of Water release: water heavens convergence. Right now its range was a measly 5 foot radius Nietzsche knew he needed more of a range to be able to actually use the water as both a attack and defense. Nietzsche was so deep in thought he almost fell straight in the lake.

Laughing at his own stupidity Nietzsche stared down at the water: this would be his ultimate weapon. The water was crystal clear and the air was crisp and clean. It made Nietzsche happy that he was training today. Getting down to business he sat cross legged in front of the water. Expelling his chakra into the water he formed one soccer ball sized sphere of water and spun it on his finger. Ok now to do this he thought to himself. Nietzsche extended the sphere five feet away from himself and it instantly fell down. Dismayed he tried again with similar results. Laying back in the cool dew laden grass Nietzsche rethought his strategy.

What had he been doing so far? He had been stretching his chakra out from his body, but the chakra seemed stuck on him making it impossible to move the water sphere. He felt like he had reached a mental block and lay there thinking for a while. Until at last an idea came to him. He would, instead of stretching his chakra with the water sphere, expel his chakra out to ten feet and allow it to take up the strain of moving the sphere around. That way he could use his chakra field to his advantage. Ok time to give it a shot Nietzsche said to himself.

Sitting back up Nietzsche spread out his chakra in a ten foot radius and started to tease out a sphere of water from the lake. Finally he did and shot the sphere out to five feet where it floated ever so stable. A grin flashed across Nietzsche’s pale face-It was working. He slowly moved the orb six feet…seven feet…eight feet…nine feet…and at last as the orb hit ten feet it collapsed. “Ten feet…I can do something with that” chuckled Nietzsche. He felt that he could now use, with this new range, the water to not only defend, but attack.

So he gave it a try. Gathering the a soccer ball sized ball of water he blasted it out into the lake where it made a loud splash. “Oh this was going to be fun!” Exclaimed a euphoric Nietzsche. He then brought forth three orbs of water all roughly the same size and blasted them out into the advancing mist in spite of himself. Now to try some defensive moves Nietzsche surrounded himself in a sphere of water, which was drawn from the lake. From the inside hollow sphere he could see a distorted view of the world the lake looked like the sky and the sky looked like the lake. It was very interesting. Attempting a attack defense combo Nietzsche set up a water shield and then shaped two water balls and shot them far out into the lake. He found that though he could control the water only out to ten feet he could easily use that ten feet to build up the water speed enough to be launched far beyond that limiting range of ten feet. Nietzsche felt brilliant he was pioneering this jutsu and it could only get stronger.

It was then in a stroke of pure irony that Nietzsche felt a the fatigue that was brought on by chakra use just as he had felt invisible and untouchable. The water around him instantly feel to the ground and was left soaking wet. Ok I have to remember that it takes up a good chunk of chakra during a fight especial, because it would be a pain to die due to a stupid oversight like that. Gathering up some last chakra he pulled the water out of his clothes, which now looked like they had been through a washer, but failed to meet up with the washer. Also the clothes he was wearing started to smell slightly…fishy.

With the smell of fish deep in his nostrils Nietzsche sloshed home in his water logged shoes—he had forgotten to take the water out of them. He was given odd looks from strangers as his feet made a queer squeaking noise as he walked home. He arrived home and promptly took a shower, making sure to play with the water a bit. He then feel into another content sleep-he could get used to this content thing. (words 861 Level Two Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence trained Link to approved jutsu )

The Sun was just sitting over the humble cityscape of the mist village, but Nietzsche was just rising for a bit of training with his new technique: Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence. He had spent the day lounging around not doing much of anything save for finishing a couple books on ancient history about the five great hidden villages and their various histories. To make up for his lethargy during the day Nietzsche stole out in the early night. He wore his black duster and grabbed a bit of food for a snack later on. He then swiftly left the house. He was bound for the seaside. His leaving the village for a bit was made a bit uncomfortable by the heightened security around the village; apparently a boy had defected from the city and killed two guards on his way out. So Nietzsche was subject to security searches and questioning. The whole thing was rather irksome really.

At long last Nietzsche got out of the city and he strode down the path that leads straight to the seaside. At this point the silvery moon shone down onto Nietzsche equally silvery hair. It was cool, but unusually the mist had not set in like it usually did. He finally arrived at the beach front as the waves smashed against the shore. The waves seemed unusually violent Nietzsche wondered if it was an omen of sorts, but he quickly put it out of his mind. He was here for training not philosophy. This training especially required complete concentration and chakra control. His goal was to be able to, by the end of the long night, draw water from the ground to be able to use it in his Water–Heavens Convergence technique. He also hoped he could increase his range of control a bit, because the more range he had the more effective he could be in a fight.

Backing far away from the ocean, to prevent himself from cheating by using sea water, Nietzsche cast his chakra in the ground and tried to rip water out of the ground. The ground made a gurgling noise and nothing happened save a sizable chunk of Nietzsche’s chakra was wasted. He tried again except this time with more chakra and more force. This time one drop of water rose before his eyes, which was not nearly enough. He needed enough water to shield himself and attack at the same time. Basically he needed a small swimming pool. Ok clearly I am doing something wrong he thought to himself.

The night was still young and he had drained quite a bit of chakra already. Sitting down under a tall fir tree he thought hard. Forcing the water did not seem to be the way to coax the water from the ground. He started to ponder the nature of chakra. So it flows through me and I need to cast into the ground to make the water flow up to me. He continued to rack his brains. He considered some crazy thing such as a magic rain dance and singing to the rain. Finally a brilliant idea occurred to him. In his earlier training he had experienced that his chakra naturally want to stay close to him. So taking that knowledge he applied it to this: He would extend his chakra out like a net and then release his control of it so the chakra drew back to him and in turn brought the water up with it.

Standing back up he looked into the air at the moon and sent out his chakra into the ground once it reached its limited distance he stopped and let go of his chakra allowing it to snap back to his being. Slowly but surely small water droplets started to rise form the ground. A grin spread of Nietzsche’s face it looked almost ghoulish in the moon light. The water he had gathered was still not much, but it was a solid start. Allowing the water to drop back into the ground Nietzsche prepared for a second go. He dipped the “net” in the ground and pulled up this time a little more than last time was brought up. He proceeded to repeat this process until at last on the thirty-fifth time he had enough water to both attack and defend.

Nietzsche stopped at this point to take a break and eat a nice snack. It was a piece of bread with peanut butter smeared across it; not the mist filling, but it gave him something to taste. While sitting there he pondered a new battle stance he could use with his newly improved technique. What he needed was a perfect balance between attack and defense. With each attack he would also defend. Leaving little chance for an opening. A crow screeched in a nearby tree and startled Nietzsche from his thoughts. “Dam crow reminding me to train” yelled Nietzsche into the darkness.

Getting back up Nietzsche felt bit lightheaded and he saw stars for a second or two, but he quickly regained his composure. Now it was time to increase his range yet again. Ok I just have to stretch out my chakra. First Nietzsche reached into the ground and allowed the water to flow up into the air defying gravity. Second he extended his chakra out to twenty five feet and allowed the water to flow out to the very edge. He had formed a thin disk with a radius of twenty five feet. Nietzsche tried walking forward with the water inner tube and found that it was rather easy to move while using this jutsu. That would be helpful later on he just knew it. Nietzsche then proceeded to put himself through his paces blasting off water in all different directions and finally he made a shield that went 25 feet into the air. He had made a huge dome of water. He felt like a water god. I can get used to this” he yelled to no one in particular. Yet again irony struck as he felt a wave of fatigue wash over him like the waves wash over the beach.

Making sure to blast the water far away Nietzsche kneeled down and laughed. He laughed and cackled at the moon. Until at last he lost his breath and stopped. Noticing he probably looked insane he stopped looking around to make sure no one was watching; seeing only an owl he chuckled a bit and got up to make the trek home. He took the fastest way home evading a patrol of guards while he got into the village. He was not too keen on their obtrusive strip search last time. Nietzsche walked by what sounded like a drunken party and almost stopped to go in, but thought better when he heard night guards running over. At which point he broke into a sprint to get home. Finally he arrived at his door and putting the key in the lock he entered his house and walked over to the sofa to lie down. Ok I will only lie down for a bit then I will go take a shower Nietzsche told himself. Within ten minutes he was sound asleep. (1205 words Level Three Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence achieved Link to approved jutsu )

The mist was lying low on the city and it was a gloomy day. A low crone of a dove could be heard outside. Nietzsche smiled it was a calm and pleasant day. Not many people were out today due to the low mist. But, Nietzsche liked it better that way. It meant that he could walk the streets unhassled by the hustle and bustle of everyday life. His footsteps echoed down the alley he was walking down. A small black cat swiftly jumped out from a trash can and ran across his path screeching after a poor mouse who was probably bound to die. He kept walking Nietzsche had a certain place he wanted to go that day for training. Though he knew it would take a while to get where he was going so he figured why not see the sites around the city hidden the mist.

Nietzsche passed by the Mizikage’s mansion. The mysterious leader seemed to be away Nietzsche wondered where he was. Was he fighting forces of evil or was he the evil himself? People seemed so fickle these days betraying their villages on a whim and killing wantonly. Dismissing the worrying thoughts he continued on his slow walk through the town. Finally he reached the gates. Smiling to the two guards he explained to them that he was off yet again to train, the guards were slowly becoming more and more paranoid. One guard yelled to not overdo it. Nietzsche naturally told him he wouldn’t, but deep he knew he had to to become a stronger and all around better ninja.

Nietzsche felt the soft moss under is feet as he took a scenic path tot the lake. He watched as a deer skipped across the forested area to he is left. The deer seemed so carefree and happy; sometimes Nietzsche wished he could be an animal and just be free from his human body and all its prejudices. He knew he was getting close, because he could see the mist becoming thicker and thicker as it was probably rising off the water. He could hardly see in front of him until at last he fell down a short ledge right on to the water. In mid air Nietzsche was able to land on his feet and stand on the water. Jumping back up to the shore he realized he had reached the lake.

Settling himself about 50 feet from the shore Nietzsche stood up and set out his chakra into the ground and allowed water to rise from the ground. For a while Nietzsche just stood there surrounded by droplets of water. Each droplet look like a gem suspended in mid-air. Nietzsche thought it looked very pretty, but he had work to do so he quickly gathered all the water around him. He then spread out his chakra to a thirty five foot radius this time he would push this jutsu to the max. The water slowly creped out to the edges of Nietzsche’s control and he watched as some water brimmed out and dropped to the ground. He then collapsed the current water disk on to himself and made himself a shield. What he needed to do here was work on his quick changing abilities. He needed to be able to change himself from attack mode to defense quickly, because he was unable to do any other jutsu while he used the Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence jutsu. So if he over extended himself he would leave himself open for attack and if he was too defensive he would just be pummeled by attacks until his chakra gave out.

He started a new exercise where he would extent his attacking water to its limit and he would then pull it back in as quickly as possible. He got it down so that he felt like a force of nature pushing and pulling the tides; willing the water to move back and forth. He continued this process for about an hour working hard to be faster each time. The mist had started to lift when Nietzsche decided to take a break. Shooting all the water out into the lake Nietzsche slumped down onto the moss that carpeted this part of the shore. He assumed a mediation pose and started to take into account his life and gather his thought and priorities. For one he felt he must remain loyal to his team they would go through the chunin exams together after all. Though Nietzsche had not seen Sam in while so it made him wonder where she was, probably just another top mission something she was always talking about. And Taka He liked Taka he was an alight guy. His thoughts then drifted back to his grandfather who he could almost hear scream “GET BACK TO WORK!!” at him right now. So Nietzsche did just.

Pushing himself up off the ground Nietzsche stood he called forth the water he needed and it rose diligently. Now he wanted to work on weaving the ultimate defense. He knew that it would never be as good as the legendary garra of the sand, but he was willing to try. Nietzsche found right away that just making a sphere of water around himself was not that effective. So instead he had the water turn into thick threads that weaved around Nietzsche. These threads were constantly moving and flowing; always ready to block or shoot out in an attack. Nietzsche used the technique and tried walking around it was a bit harder so he committed it to memory that when using his ultimate defense it was very tiring to walk around. A bird was flying low overhead and Nietzsche shot out a blast of water and down the bird fell in a flurry of feathers.

Releasing his defensive position Nietzsche smiled at his accomplishments. He then formed two water orbs around his fists. Hey this could be useful Nietzsche thought to himself. The orbs added more mass to Nietzsche’s punches. Plus if he were to punch at a persons head he could trap their heads in the water and drown them with a quick punch. The style jutsu was pretty versatile it seemed there was nothing it could not do. Nietzsche summoned up a ring of water around him and blasted it off in every direction. Nietzsche heard a sharp thud as the water hit a tree behind him. Interested in the damage sustained by the tree, Nietzsche walked over to the tree. To his utter and complete surprise the water had bore an inch into the wood. It was pretty much a hydraulic saw that Nietzsche had at his beck and call.

Nietzsche wanting to try again tried to bring forth water yet again. Except this time no water came. He tried to force it out even thought he knew that did not work., but to not avail no water rose from the ground whatsoever. That was because upon looking at his feet Nietzsche noticed that he was standing on a rock and as such there was no water to readily absorb. That was a flaw he would have to remember if he did not it would spell disaster for any hope of him planning an attack. He planned to never let the enemy lure him to a place where he would be unable to use this jutsu if he could avoid it. Stepping back a few meters Nietzsche siphon water and shot it at the tree in front to him. He heard a slight cracking and kept the stream of water up by reusing the water that splashed off the tree. After a minute of shooting the water the tree tumbled over hitting the ground with a defined thud and groan. Mark one up for Me thought Nietzsche.

Though keeping that constant flow of water had drained the last of Nietzsche’s chakra supply. It seemed he had become more efficient as his training has gone on though, because in the beginning he would have lost his chakra control four hours ago. It seemed to Nietzsche that he was getting pretty close to mastering this jutsu. He was able to throw up defenses quickly and attack. Pus he could find water almost anywhere to use in is attacks. This was a dream jutsu to Nietzsche, because it had so many uses. Nietzsche’s fatigue finally caught up with him and started on his way home. At this time the mist had all but subsided and was slowly slipping back into the water. Nietzsche heard fish jumping in the water and crane crooning as he left the lake; all seemed at peace nature was happy and Nietzsche was happy.

Though very tired he took the scenic route home and passed by a waterfall that had been famous for some reason, which Nietzsche had forgotten, but nonetheless the waterfall was beautiful. A rainbow was formed in the late afternoon sun; it brought a smile to Nietzsche’s face as he trekked onwards. He walked under three troii gates that marked the entrance to the village hidden in the mist. The two guards were still waiting at the entrance and welcomed Nietzsche back with a few stern words.. They always seemed really friendly, but at the same time cold. He retraced his steps through town passing the currently vacant house of the mizukage and the posters of missing-nin. It was no surprise that the poster numbers had almost doubled. Sighing Nietzsche spaced out the rest of the way home. Three small lanterns lit the way up to his house, each gave off an eerie almost ghost like glow. It seemed the neighbors were out for the night, because they had left all their lights on. That was ok with Nietzsche, because he figured he would be able to sleep even if someone shone a light straight in his face. Plus honestly his neighbors were the partying type so it was better for them to be gone. Otherwise Nietzsche did not know if he could have restrained himself from hurting them for interrupting his sleep.

Reaching for the door he turned the handle and walked in. Making a bee line for the shower Nietzsche shoved open the bathroom door and reach for the shower lever and turned the water to scolding hot. He then stripped down and jumped in hopes that the hot water would soothe his aching chakra system, even though he knew it was impossible to do so without the use of a special medical jutsu. While in the shower he planned a trip to the hot spring sometime soon. Turning off the shower and drying himself with his control of water Nietzsche didn’t bother to put on pants or a shirt. He just walked right into his kitchen, intending to get something to eat, but he quickly feel asleep while waiting for his instant ramen to heat up. (1818 words Level Four Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence achieved
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Approved. Up to Level Four on that jutsu.

A loud sigh could be heard from Nietzsche’s house as he read his jutsu training book. The book had not left his hands since he started learning his new jutsu. He kept it with him at all times almost hoping that by doing so knowledge would flow into him. It was thanks to this book that Nietzsche had learned countless jutsu. He knew he had come far in his recent training. He was so close to mastering his new water release jutsu and when he had it would be a force to be reckoned with. He had progressed quickly from: not being able to control water at all to being able to draw water from the ground and use it in attack and defense. It was a feat, he thought, fit for the history books, but he doubted that would happen anytime soon; he was just a nobody in a nobody villiage. According to his jutsu book all he needed to master was the draining of water from surrounding plant life and being able to use other jutsu in tandem with Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence. Though the book did warn this was the hardest part of the whole jutsu Nietzsche was optimistic he could pick it up pretty quickly.

Gazing out the window into his backyard Nietzsche was able to gather that, as always, a heavy mist was lingering over the village. Also he watched as a light rain developed. The environment of the mist village was perfect for the use of his new jutsu, but Nietzsche also wanted to exercise his power somewhere where the air was less moist. Thinking on where to go and idea occurred to him he would go out to an outer island, which was currently under going a drought. The island did not have a stony ground so it still should be possible to gather water from the ground, but due to the drought it would be harder.

Nietzsche grabbed a ferry schedule from a drawer in his room and read it. Apparently the only ferry to the island left in an hour, but Nietzsche knew it took an hour and a half to get to the ferry landing. Jumping up his mind screamed to him that he needed to get going and fast. Nietzsche flew through the room like a whirlwind hastily grabbing his wallet and attire as he dashed out the door. Breaking into an all out sprint in the village Nietzsche narrowly missed bumping into a group of elderly women who yell various insults as he passed by. Yelling his apologies over his shoulder. Upon turning around he nearly ran straight into a burly looking guard. It just isn’t my day he thought to himself. Apologizing once again he kept running.

At last he made it after having almost tripped himself in the last stretch. He caught the ferry by mere seconds. Stopping to catch his breath he was chided for the third time that day by part of the crew to go sit down. Nietzsche sat down in a very uncomfortable seat smushed between two bickering children around the age of five. The ferry chugged along to its destination with little incident and within the hour Nietzsche had arrived on the outer island. And it was sure hot; the weather repots had not lied. Nietzsche would not be surprised if there was no water to be had whatsoever.

Regardless he departed the ferry terminal and hiked out to a remote field near the center of the island. The sun was high in the sky and Nietzsche wanted to warm up his jutsu a bit. He inhaled and when he exhaled he released his chakra into the ground allowing it to gather up as much water as possible. Then he quickly brought the water to surface. Smiling he laughed out loud-it never got old. Then going through the practice stances Nietzsche brought the water up into a shield. He then transitioned into an attack stance and blasted water this way and that making sure to keep it within his radius of control, because water seemed to be a scarce commodity around these parts. Finally after half an hour of basic training Nietzsche figured he had better step up a notch if he wanted to truly master this jutsu.

Nietzsche decided to work on using other jutsu while using Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence. He knew this skill would come in handy when going on missions, but especially in fights to catch opponents off balance. “Ok lets do this.” Turning out to the blue sea Nietzsche drew water from the ground and put up a shield. “Now to cast a jutsu.” Taking a deep breath he called on his chakra scalpel with a hand sign. The water around him instantly fell to the ground while his scalpel stayed active. This was a dilemma. From his past road block Nietzsche had learned to think on his feet. He had already thought up a radical new idea. He planned to control the water with his thoughts and with his hands weave the needed hand seals. In theory it sounded simple, but Nietzsche knew it would be far from it.

A small breeze blew over Nietzsche furling his hair around as he cleared his mind. Allowing his chakra to dip into the earth yet again he concentrated hard now, but with a clear head without rising his hands to direct the water to rise. He watched a small trickles of water rose, like reverse waterfalls. Nietzsche then gingerly started to weave his hand seals for the chakra scalpel. And to his delight the scalpel ignited with a hum and the water remained in the air. The second Nietzsche smiled though all the water fell from the sky. Ok so to use two jutsus at once meant that he must keep expert concentration and a clear mind. Nietzsche then ran through the same process twenty three more times until he could execute this new maneuver perfectly.

After the small training though Nietzsche was tired so he trekked back to the small fishing town he passed on the way in search of a place to eat. He found it, after looking in all the small restaurants Nietzsche found one he liked, a ramen bar. Walking in Nietzsche asked for the menu and took a seat in the corner of the room. Sitting at the bar were some knarly looking sailors who seemed to be discussing trivial matters, which Nietzsche tried to filter out of his head. The waiter came over and asked for his order, which Nietzsche promptly gave. He had ordered a generic bowl of ramen. Nietzsche himself was not much of a ramen connoisseur, but he enjoyed it from time to time. After ten minutes of waiting his ramen arrived and Nietzsche dug in. It tasted heavenly. He was done in almost no time at all. Paying on the way out he thanked the cook for such a good meal.

Retuning to his training field he prepared himself for the last and final part of the Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence. He would be able to draw water from plants and use that in battle. Though unfortunately according to his jutsu book the plants would promptly die. Nietzsche found that rather sad, but if it helped him in battle he could not really complain. For this training Nietzsche decided to sit down in the grass. The grass around here must be quite resilient to remain green throughout this drought thought Nietzsche. Nietzsche extended his chakra into the grass beneath him and allowed himself to become familiar with the grasses water. The water was the lifeblood of the grass; without it would surely die. Pulling his chakra he watched to his surprise that the water drew quickly from the grass. That was easy. Almost instantly the grass shriveled up and became brown and dead. Nietzsche’s seat had suddenly become rather uncomfortable. He stood up and looked around. In a five foot radius he could see dead grass. It was truly amazing.

Nietzsche assumed that this part of the jutsu was easy, but the reason the book said it could be hard to grasp was because the dying and scope of the jutsu could be hard to grasp. Nietzsche walked over to some more fresh grass and practiced some more. All seemed well until he saw the group of sailors from the ramen bar appear slightly drunk and rowdy.

It appeared that Nietzsche’s killing of the grass angered them. Plus, maybe moreover, they believed that Nietzsche had money they could rob him of. A large pirate of a man approached Nietzsche and demanded that he “Fork over all your money punk or the boys and I will mess you up.” He said with a sneer. “I am sorry to have angered you but I will not be simply handing over my money without a fight.” Replied Nietzsche coolly as he jumped back and away from the brute of a man. “You made a big mistake” yelled the brute. “get em!” The men ran at Nietzsche wielding swords and knives while it seemed one of them wove a jutsu. “I wouldn’t have done that.” Nietzsche said with a pleasant smile-he was going to get to test out his Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence technique out this soon? It was too good to be true. He jumped back yet again as the group advanced. Drawing on the latent ground water Nietzsche watched as droplets of water suspended in the air between him and the group started to form. Ok first I will defend. Making a hand movement a wall of water sprung up between the men and Nietzsche.

The men quickly halted and started at the wall of water in front of them. Until the man who had been weaving a jutsu slammed his hand on the ground and in a puff of smoke summoned a large tiger. Ok time to attack Nietzsche thought as the tiger jumped at the wall of water. A small spear of water was shot at the tiger knocking it back. It hit the summoner who looked to be knocked out by it. Enraged the other men charged. There were too many of them. Nietzsche decided it was wise to quickly surrender and await a better moment. Nietzsche’s water fell down around him and the men approached him without fear. The leader said: “It was wise of you to give up.” Nietzsche smiled at this “I just thought it would be worth my while. I really didn’t want to have to pummel you too badly.” Nietzsche could see the anger rising in the leader’s face. The leader changed in a wanton berserk mode. “You lose. Checkmate!” yelled Nietzsche as the man in front of him ran over a green patch of grass. One instant it was green the next it was brown and the water around the leaders head would slowly drown him. “All of you run in fear now and I will release your leader. If not you will all suffer his fate.” Nietzsche had no real plan of killing anybody he just wanted to get these guys to leave.

Naturally the motley group ran for the hills. Nietzsche then promptly released the leader and told him to be on his way. The new jutsu is a complete success. Now to apply it to my team. I should be able to give them excellent support with this. Interrupting his thoughts was a loud and obtrusive ferry horn blaring its last call. With that Nietzsche broke into an all out sprint for the second time that day. Dam ferries. Luckily their had been a delay with loading people and Nietzsche made it to the dock with time to spare. This time when boarding the boat Nietzsche opted to got to the standing zone. He would not be stuck with two kids ever again; they were so annoying and loud. Like the trip to the island the trip back as uneventful, save for the descending of mist as the boat reached the mist village docks-nothing new there. Stepping from the dock Nietzsche felt good to be back home; everywhere else seemed too….sunny.

Nietzsche’s shoes clicked on the cobbled road that led into the main village. For a brief moment he thought he saw Sameonna enter the Mizikage’s chamber, but he assumed his eyes were deceiving him. So he walked on waving to the village guards as they passed by. He finally arrived at his doorstep and walked inside. He had a feeling of contentness wash over him. A new jutsu mastered in only a week this had got to be a record. Approaching the sink Nietzsche drew water from it with ease and deposited it in a pot ready to be boiled. After the water had reached boiling Nietzsche moved it onto his instant ramen-it was easy to make and he was tired so he had ramen twice in a day.

He sat down and stirred the ramen with a swish of his hand. This whole water control thing was pretty fun. Finishing his ramen Nietzsche closed his ninja jutsu training book; he wouldn’t need it for a while. From here on out he would give every day his all and face it without fear, but more than willing to dispense it. With that resolution burning in his brain Nietzsche drifted off to sleep. (2240 Water Release: Water–Heavens Convergence: Level Five achieved--Jutsu mastered Link to approved Jutsu )

Approved.