Light at the End of the Tunnel [O]

[Jinsoku]

The trip to and from Kusagakure did not go as he expected. Jinsoku, even through failure, had remained content with obtaining the medical information he needed from the Shodaime Kusakage Blanche. With each step, thoughts twisted within his mind with his goal for visiting Kusa no Kuni being the epicenter. Looking around, Jinsoku wanted to be careful that nobody was around. Unlatching his satchel from the belt around his rear, he dropped it to the ground as he seated himself with crossed legs. Rustling through the bag, he laid eyes on two, closing the bag after removing documents that detailed his mission. Strapping it to his backside, Jinsoku stood to his feet, but with his ears, he could hear the sound of another.

Equipped

[Bit]

‘Got dammit, I can’t believe Yoku let me go.’ The thought rattled around in my head as I made my way through the forest of Kusagakure. It had been a couple of weeks since I last seen the lushes fields of grass in the country of Kusa no Kuni, it was a sign of relief as my heart felt a little lighter after I realized where I was. My hand would float into my bag swigging around checking to make sure I had all of my items, surprisingly my brother hadn’t looted me for all of items while I was passed out. After reassuring that everything was there I’d take my hands out of my bag placing them into my pockets. I’d continue to walk along what seemed like endless path in these lands, but for me it was just one of the many paths that lead to home town.

As I continued down the path I’d hear the sound of a bag of tools hitting the ground, it would grasp my attention. Turning to the source of the noise I would notice someone standing just off course of my path, peering through the grass I’d see a small man standing there with a tool bag placed next to him. My eyes would squint as the man seemed slightly familiar though I couldn’t place my finger one where from. Without too much more thought I’d step completely through the grass exposing myself to the smaller man. By just my physical outlook it appeared as if I outmatched the man by a lot, but in the world of the Shinobi body type didn’t mean much.

“Yo.”

I’d say as I nodded my head up at the man.

[Jinsoku]

Before Jinsoku had the opportunity to investigate, the source of the noise had presented itself. A man with intricately detailed hair, something of a notable feature. Smiling at the gesture given exhibited by the man, Jinsoku withdrew words. "Hey there," a wave traded off for a nod, and relaxing Jinsoku knowing that the man could possibly be an ally. From what Jinsoku experienced at the gates, his impression of Kusagakure had been one who enforced the rules strictly. "I seem to be lost. I've traveled countless times around this forest, and still, nothing," tales of his previous adventure confessed to the man. Shifting his eyes across their territory, Jinsoku was to make sure that unspoken lips remained sealed.

[Bit]

As the man spoke I was still analyzing his facial futures trying to figure out where he was from, because it was obvious that he had to be some type of shinobi walking around with that bag of his. My fingers would continue to twirl around in my pockets as he explained that he had been walking around the forest for a couple of days, which I figured could be true because the forest of Kusagakure were like no other countries. It was very easy to lost within its beauty, so I’d nod my head up and down once again.

“Yeah, these forest can become a bit of a maze if you don’t know where you’re going.”

I’d say before removing my hands from my pockets, now they would dangle down by my sides as the breeze picked up slightly causing my hair to swing around a bit.

“So what brings you to my country uhhh? I didn’t catch your name?”

[Jinsoku]

"My name is Jinsoku, and I'm a Kumogakure shinobi searching for Kusagakure," I presented my name and purpose to the man, hoping he would do the same as a way to introduce himself to me even though I already had an idea of who he was and where he was from. With the man referring to this land as his own, I assumed he was a Kusagakure shinobi out scouting the country for suspicious activity. It was a task given to all shinobi, especially the larger villages due to the amount of land their forces cover.

[Bit]

As the man presented himself I took a second to think if I could remember it from anywhere, but I couldn’t though his face was starting to look more familiar by the second. I’d shake the thought off as I tucked my hands within my pockets looking over to the smaller man. ‘Looking for Kusa, for what?’ I thought to myself I couldn’t hope but to wonder why the heck he would searching for my town, it wasn’t a place that was very popular in terms of vistors.

“You can call me Kaze, but umm if you don’t me asking. What the fuck are you looking for Kusagakure for?”

My tone seemed a bit brash but my facial expression still presented a friendly vibe. I couldn’t really take any chances on what I might get out of this man, I was growing tired of people thinking my village was one they could just travel to with malicious intent and not be punished for their actions. But at last still hadn’t known this man’s intentions, so I couldn’t just judge him off the back.

[Jinsoku]

"Well, I'm looking for Kusagakure because," I took hold of my Katana with my right hand, swinging it horizontally to bisect the man should he not move or guard. With my left hand, I reached back for my satchel, grabbing hold of my light bomb while keeping my arm behind my back to conceal my movement. "I wanna kidnap your leader," my tone becoming direct as Kaze's as I stated my true purpose for visiting his country. It was known around the world that she possessed unsurpassed skill with medical techniques. If I could get a hold of her, I could have her do the impossible.

[Bit]

As the mans began to move to his left side towards his weapon my eyes would quickly boil and be filled with Chakra exposing my Sharingan. By the time the man’s hand had met his blade the entire world was moving in slow motion, ‘So this is what it is like.’ I thought to myself as his hand grasped his blade, ‘The fuck?’ I asked myself as I had been standing about 10 meters away from the man, as he gripped his blade and began to unsheathe it my hands would come together forming one seal. The world would no longer be his to see, I had taken that away from him the instant he elected to swing his blade towards me. So as he followed through trying to reach back on to the ground, he wouldn’t be able to see anything. It was a sad thing to see as I hadn’t planned on attacking the man, it would seem that would bring a corpse back to Kusagakure.

“tch”

So as the man would be swept away by darkness within my grasp a horrifying creation would began to happen. From the looks of things it wouldn’t pay off to this man on this day, I hadn’t even had a chance to formly meet the man, but at this point it hadn’t matter. I had made sure that I kept my eye on my target analyzing his every move from this point.

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Sharingan II
Prep_1
Kokuangyou no Jutsu (Journey into Black Darkness Technique)
Rank: A
Range: Close (0m ~ 5m), Mid (5m ~ 10m), Far (10m+)
Type: Supplementary
Handseals: 1
Chakra: x2 High to cast, low to sustain
This technique exerts an hallucinatory effect upon the eyesight, effectively blinding the opponent. No matter how skilled an opponent may be, they are forced to wait helpless in this world of darkness, as this technique allows the user to attack unseen. Although it negates sight, it does not stop the other senses.

[Jinsoku]

It was impossible. The shuriken from all over hit my body, causing me to bleed. I let out gasp of air, but this would be my final attack. The clouds above me began to churn with disaster as I rose my arm to the sky, facing my palm upward with electricity sparking from my fingertips. I always wanted to use this technique, but lacking the training, it would use all of my chakra. I had to take down the legendary Uchiha at all cost. Closing my eyes, I dropped my hand, and with it would come our swift end. "Begone. With the thunderclap!"

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Kirin (Surging Grand Dragon)
Rank: SS
Range: Far (10m+)
Type: Offensive
Handseals: 12
Chakra Consumption: Massive

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for the thunderstorm to gather, it takes three turns of charging before
it can strike; user is free to perform other jutsu while the cloud
charges. Once user picks a spot to conjure the storm cloud, it cannot be
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As the boy pointlessly acted as if he was being hit By Kunai, I’d raise an eyebrow but it didn’t matter to me. I’d just shrug it off as my Jutsu had fully formulated, within my grasp I held the ultimate for of the Rasengan the Rasenshuriken. Rushing forward quickly closing the 10 meter gap that sperated me and the seemingly retarded man, I would extend my arm out force the spiraling sphere off Fuuton Chakra on to the man. As I did so the sphere would expand upon connecting. The site that had unfolded before my eyes would be one of horror, as the sphere expanded out an additional 10 meters it swallowed the mans entire body, within in the sphere the sound of a buzz saw would occur. This would last for all of about five seconds before the sphere disappeared revealing the tattered man, he would be laying a ditch without any way to move.

“Damn. I think I just killed a retard.”

As the words slipped from my mouth I would jump down into the creator that my technique had created, with the one arm I could still use I would pull a Kunai from my hand. As I approached his body I would throw the Kunai directly into the top of his skull, ‘That’s the end.’ I thought to myself as I shuck my hand I would from that point I would loot his body, taking all of his worldly possessions before I picked his body up.

“Now back to Kusa.”

Exit.

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Rasenshuriken
Loot – Pwns body and his items and money.

[Jinsoku]

KAMUI!

/Jinsoku survives and teleports to the Kanto Region

[KEITH]

Looting approved.