The Pipeline Entrance [E]

[Naitome]

IIC: 48 Hours

[Tyro]

OOC: Afternoooooon, gentlemen.

The pipeline into Ame continued onwards from the Kekkai/Tenzo's location, but made some very distinct changes. Firstly, the addition of water would noticed within a few paces forward from the three ninjas location. This water was no serious concern, probably only a system to disperse some of the rain within the village proper, but it did exist, about half a foot of it. Interspersed within the new found river were some mounds of what appeared to be moss, thick, and mostly dry- what parts were not submerge in the water anyway. None of these facts changed the most pertinent issue: the darkness.

Within a moment, this issue solved itself. Though not as anyone would dared have hoped. From the left and right split within the pipeline 100 meters ahead, a coalition of....creatures emerged. It would take no advanced senses of smell, sight, or hearing to establish their existence, they glowed an ominous radioactive green, lighting the entire tunnel in a campfire like light. Their most distinctive features could not be made out by such a far distance, but they closed in very quickly. With hardly a moments inspection each of the ninja would find the myriad creatures to be more fascinating- or disgusting- than the last. There were some creature the size of a small rodent, with long stick like bodies and carried themselves on feet resembling human thumbs; a grouping of creatures with wings similar to butterflies that had somehow obtained a large clump of stingers on their rear the size of human hands; tiny insects would have their rear ends light up in fascinating lights, and then have that same lit flesh burst, and then be rebuilt in an instant; several mammal cubs with fangs scrapping the ground and saliva permeating their entire flesh would collectively stopped as one to moo as an ox; a gathering of dogs seemed to be physically merged in colitis with rabbits; three large boulder like balls of fur rolled through the pipeline, if one was keen enough to pay attention they would notice the fur unravel into what resembled a monkey before they continued on; of the animals most closely resembling horses and goats, they seemed to stroll peacefully while vigorously urinating, and being hardly any the wiser of the fact; most magnificent and least disturbed, was an elongated Chinese dragon that took solace high above near the ceiling floating slow and leisurely; and the most disturbing issue at hand was likely that none of these creatures seemed to take heed of where they were, besides their own skins glowing a radioactive green, their eyes were entire pale whites and they showed no hostility; nay they seemed to simply drone on.


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Akio's journey through Amegakure was wrapped in silence. He was not disturbed in anyway from the barren streets, as he could see not one person through a window or any other crevice hiding the population. This was of no consequence. AU-2's orders, or rather, his rage still stabbed at Akio's conscience. Hatred would win him the challenge that would come, according to AU. But how could he compel himself to use such. It wasn't that Samurai themselves would not refer to this tactic of psychological war, it was that Akio himself simply did not adhere to that facet of psychological war. Then of course there was the problem of AU-2 himself, obviously a tyrant. Or if not a tyrant, at the least not a good leader. That was clear. He should in all reason and good faith be removed, but who was Akio to do so? It may have been in the Samurai's methodology to maintain peace and prosperity, but they had no jurisdiction placed among themselves to be the ones to exact a verdict on what is a rightful leader. How he came to such a power was even more terrible a mystery to Akio. Why these invaders bothered to invade such a disturbed land, even more a mystery. But too many mysteries would cloud his judgement. He would have to continue on. Fulfill his orders.

The rain had found most of his armor. His shell was wet, but and he found his way to the pipeline, he felt himself dry slightly, perhaps from the small gales of wind that found way in here. He remembered AU's orders: bring them to the center, and knew from the feeds that he had witnessed before where he could intercept their party. It was a short journey through the small river in the pipeline to the three remaining Kekkai/Tenzo.

Of course, somewhere along the line the radioactive creatures came before him, the sentries simply moving forward continuously, even making the effort to keep a distance from his own body. The bodies disturbed him, as they would even to the strongest of wills. Akio himself grit his teeth hard at the smell of steaming urine that left a bright green trail along the path of the horse-like and goat-like creatures. He never remembered having the steel his nerves like this, ever, and now that he had experienced it hoped he never would need to succumb to such again.

He made his fina left turn to face the three spared ninja before drawing his bow. Hopefully they were still in some fascination among the beasts, and had not moved, though now the steady streamed transformed to more of a lull, the beasts meager appearances into the tunnel making enough for a very usable light, but not hampering the location in any way. He stood just before the fork in the road, possibly a hundred meters away from the three should they not have advanced, but would keep at the very least 50meters between the two forces.

He drew his bow from his back as the illumination allowed him to see the frames ahead, which of course would be the only other inhabitants of the tunnel, the men he was sent to kill. The cold yew wood was a sturdy reminder of his abilities and a comfort to him is such an unfamiliar and unforgivable place. The bow was aimed into the distance, and a certain arrow plucked from the quiver strapped to his thigh was nocked immediately.

"Intruders of Amegakure, I must ask you to leave with the authority of the Samurai. Should you not. You will be forcibly removed."

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THINGS DONE

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Starting Chakra: x6 Massive
All Items on Person

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[Messatsu!]

A voice, mechanical in nature, called out to Masuyo and the others, claiming that both Tenzo and Kekkai codes were confirmed which ultimately granted them access to the gate. The gears that compiled the code grid itself had been sucked up by a small vent in tandem with the gate descending, leading them into another area. Upon first glance, the area had been well lit with light, enough so that Uya -at her own behest- extinguished the conjuration of fire that billowed from the tip of her claw. Trailing closely behind him, Uya looked back at the others every few moments.

In tandem with Masuyo, Uya noticed the vents around them, however, before they even had the change to realize the gravity of the situation, four of the others were sucked into its metallic maw, carried somewhere unknown. Surprised, Masuyo looked back with vehemency and soon realized there hadn't been anything he could've done to save them. At that point the only thing he could've done and actually did was hope they wherever they had gone, they were still alive and kicking. Turning back towards the road ahead with only Yuu and Kiyoshi remaining (left and right leaving masuyo in the middle), simple strides carried him into the darkened area that only seemed to have illuminated by green lights that originated from oddly shaped creatures.

". . ."

Mind still flooded with anger and hatred, he said nothing, however, that hadn't meant that he did not find the creatures any less disturbing. Although he acknowledge their presences, the focal point of his field of vision fell upon the lone yonder (Akio) that eased itself into plain view, roughly 100 meters away. He yelled, he have had to considering the amount of space that separated them, however, once he did, a single word amplified his anger instead of foreshortening it.

intruder

Of all things to have been considered, he had been labeled as an intruder to his own village, his home. Nevertheless, that single word had been all that Masuyo heard before he left Uya's, Yuu's, and Kiyoshi's side as he bolted forward with inhuman speeds. Only truly traceable by those with a fully matured sharingan eye, Masuyo's speed was utterly undeniable. Additionally, easily noticing the bow in the man's hand, Masuyo opted to not just simple run straight, but in a blinding, zig-zagged motion. Presuming every thing proceeded as planned without deviation, he would have closed that 100 meter distance to a mere 10 in a matter of seconds.

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• Senjutsu [4 / 6]
  
• Charged Clones [6 / 6]
  
• Uya
  

[Yuu]

Everything seemed to go well, the noises of the grinds inside the complex system clicking and working together to open the pathway for us. The machine recognized the chakra signatures of the two family members, Masuyo and I. The gate eventually descended and led us to an open area with a lit room, we didn't need Masuyo's familiar anymore for now anyway. Suddenly, things started to get weird.

"Echomire?..." I didn't understand what the machine was saying, I had never heard something like this in my life. I had a strange gut feeling and something just didn't sit well with me. Almost moments after a strong gust of wind penetrated through our groups defenses and swept four members off their feet and took them somewhere else. "What is going on?" I growled furiously, I was beyond pissed. My brother was gone, and four members of our family were just taken away.

Whoever it was that was controlling these vents and mechanisms was going to die, sooner or later. I took a brief second to look at Masuyo's face and noticed the amount of emotion that was portrayed through his expressionless face. We continued moving forward, Masuyo in the middle, Kiyoshi to his right, while I was on his left. The room ahead was illuminated by a abnormal green light that radiated off the mutated bodies of some horrendous creatures. However, they were the least of my worries when my eyes caught the frame of a samurai standing 100 meters away from us calling the group intruders.

"Heh" I was done, and so was Masuyo. He rushed into the battlefield without one word, his speed was bewildering as he was closing the distance before I even began to move. I also began to move, running towards the designated speed also mixing up my movement in a zig-zag like pattern to prevent being hit by his bow and arrow. My movement was restrained, while I formed handseals¹ before I reached him. I wouldn't close the distance to 10 meters for a few more seconds but that was all I needed to finish up my attack.

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[The Dude]

The tin voice called words mysteriously to the room containing the company, and though no one could see it Kiyoshi grinned behind his high rising collar at the word 'Echomire.' He didn't smile because what happened next was a good thing, just that it would be humorous and it was already far too late to stop it for anyone who didn't know any better. Kiyoshi swung the claymore from his shoulder and brought it driving into the ground holding tight to the handle for anchorage as the winds swept the room up in a powerful vacuum that stole several younger shinobi from the party.

By the end of the roaring winds, the only ones left were Masuyo, Yuu, and Kiyoshi himself. "They'll be fine I'm sure," Kiyoshi mumbled quietly as he wrenched his blade free from the earth and slowly hefted it back onto his shoulder, "and if they're not, then they should never have come here to begin with." With that the three shinobi set off into the pipeline to discover what was left of the land the world had turned a blind eye too.

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Kiyoshi strode along the water at Masuyo's right hand side as the party traveled deeper into the pipeline still, before strange occurrences began. At first Kiyoshi thought it was some sort of trick or perhaps old tech that was malfunctioning as the green fluorescent light penetrated the shadows of the pipeline. Soon though, the abysmal creatures came into sight stumbling about mindlessly. Kiyoshi shook his head at the haunting scene as their green reflections warped across his glasses. It was horrific, sickening, and vile. But, while it hadn't been expected it wasn't all that surprising to Kiyoshi to see the horrors of science roaming about aimlessly. Many of the Kekkai and Tenzo here today had been wandering about without direction just like them ever since the fall of the village.

A voice called out a warning that carried through the cave to the party drawing everyone's attention to the lone samurai standing in their path. It seemed as though the samurai wanted them to leave peacefully which was too bad since the company had other plans. Actually it would be more accurate to say that Masuyo had other plans as he hurtled forward towards his enemy. Chasing closely at his heels into the fight was the bold Yuu forming hand seals as he went. Kiyoshi grunted as he too joined in the fight perhaps a mere second behind the other two. In his left hand he reached into the folds of his coat grabbing hold of a kunai, in his other hand he gripped the sturdy handle of his claymore that rested on his shoulder. He advanced on the samurai's position keeping a careful eye on Yuu and staying within three to five meters of the young Tenzo at all times but careful to move side to side as the others though not in the same pattern or rhythm.

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[Tyro]

OOC: Im unable to determine whether the chakra cutters sharpness is dependent on Kyuushen (A ranked) or the technique itself (C rank). I would think it is A, because otherwise Kyuushen is made less useful, but both techniques state they dictate sharpness.

They took no heed to his words. . . .

"Then so be it!" If these ninja would not adhere to reason then Akio would have his hand forced in dealing with them. No words were spared, especially from the opposing side as each of them set off to attack. Akio's eyes could already discern the glowing ninja, the Sage, and determined him as the most determined and thus more dangerous. The charge he initiated, water spewing in the wake of his movements, testified to enhanced abilities even if Akio was not completely familiar with its complexity. He had hardly sprung into action before Akio responded in kind.

Luckily for him two things were in his favor at the moment. The first being that this charging ninja had decided to use serpentine patterns to make himself more illusive. Those movements meant that his travel time, though still impressive would be extended as he attempted to be more illusive. The second advantage was his bow. Training had educated Akio in knowing that it could fire a total of 55 meters, accurately.

As Masuyo began his charge, Akio's bow would emit the soft twang of the arrow being released. It took just less than a second for the arrow to land and begin spewing out a billowing white smoke to obstruct vision. This arrow landed forty meters away from Akio, leaving just ample time for the smoke to begin working before Masuyo passed through it, and amply more before his two comrades would (considering they were about four times slower). After this immediate arrow, Akio's bow remained in position while he grabbed another arrow from his quiver, and fired that, the action taking but two more seconds. This arrow released another content of smoke, only twenty meters away from his position, and would emit its contents just as the other. The current situation left two smoke clouds spreading about ten meters (half that of their pipeline) and covering Akio's next movements, while the three continued to charge (presumably).

Immediately after this quick expulsion of arrows, Akio's right hand blazed with chakra:

Bourei

The chakra in his right hand burst to life, resembling a triangular blade that simply seemed to be an extension of his own fingers. In fluid movements, Akio swept his hand horizontally twice, releasing two elongated chakra cutters from the extension to fill up the tunnel. The chakra would continue on a steady path forty meters from where he launched them. The enemies, unaware of his actions from the launched smoke, and in their hasty charge, would be charging to a deadly assault.

Akio though, meanwhile would turn a 180 and shunshin twice placing himself in the middle of the intersection going left and right. He'd then turn again to face his enemies, ten metes behind him wall, his bow equipped, and another certain arrow nocked. His chakra was reeling with excitement, already prepared to continue this fight.


THINGS DONE
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Starting Chakra: 6 Massive
Chakra Used Thus Far: 3 Mid; 2 Low

- 2 Smoke Arrows
Kyuushen (Weapon Sharpness)
Sorekiri (Weapon Deployment) [C rank Used]
Bourei (Weapon Creation) [D Rank Used]

[Messatsu!]

While the samurai's efforts were respectable, they were, in the end, futile. It seemed as though he underestimated the Sennin's speed, considering that, by the time that his naked eyes would've realized Masuyo's movements, he'd have already covered half of the 100 meter gap, weaving through the initial arrow with his zig-zagged pattern. From there, he hadn't stopped, instead, he deviated from his previous pattered and bolted forward straight towards the samurai's position, making his desire to close the distance unbelievably easier.

By that time, the samurai reached for another arrow from his quiver in an attempt to load, aim, and shoot towards (or at) at target that moved at \ incomprehensible speeds. Either way, Masuyo avoided it. Don't fret, the second arrow had been fired, however, with heightened sense ducking beneath the arrow itself proved to be far too easy. As for the arrow, it zoomed past Masuyo, leaving him specifically unaffected by its smokey influence once it landed in its designated area.

Thereafter, the man began to put away his bow (or just remove his right hand from), as chakra formed around his hand. Unfortunately, by that time, Masuyo successfully closed the distance between the two, placing them within hands reach while still low and below his arm-level. Having slowed up to attack, with movement speed four times his the samurai's own, it would've seemed as tho Masuyo simply 'appeared' before him ready to deliver a devastating blow with white eyes filled with unbridled rage.

". . . ."

No more than a moment later (at the last possible second before the samurai's swing), Masuyo's left hand raised up in a manner where his wrist would've intercepted the samurai's own (right) & stopped his swing altogether before it gained any kind of real momentum (if any at all). In tandem, he stepped in with his left foot leading as his right hand -clutched in a tight fist- lunged forward at literally blinding speeds, attempting to dig deep into the center of the Samurai's stomach.

The strength that amplified his attacks carried a tier of power that was easily comparable to the 5th gate and made shattering the entirety of his torso armour possible, not to mention sending him flying several meters back uncontrollably.

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Senjuts [3 / 6]
Charged Clones [6 / 6]
Uya

[Yuu]

As I continued to run towards the enemy feelings of regret began to grow inside of me. Why were we fighting? Shedding more blood would only cause the cycle of hate to inevitably repeat itself over and over again. I knew what happened to my brother but killing a samurai, an icon of peace, would definitely not bring him back safe and sound. However, I couldn't stop the man that was already charging ahead of us a considerable amount; Masuyo was full of anger and was likely not to stop.

Regardless of all the thoughts that were going through my head at the time, I made the necessary adjustments to get myself out of the smoke. The handseals that I made prior to the smoke allowed me to sprout wings made out of paper and allow myself to hover twenty meters above ground. From this view I could see everything especially Masuyo closing in on the man that was responsible for all of this. I waited for Masuyo to swing before I decided to react.

"WHY ARE WE FIGHTING? YOU REALIZE IF WE KILL THIS SAMURAI THE HOPE FOR OUR VILLAGE TO EVER BE SAFE WILL BE THROWN OUT THE WINDOW?" I screamed, my voice booming and echoing as it hit the walls of the pipeline and kept moving forward. It was the sad truth, if this man dies here then the samurai would be on us like white on rice. "Death only brings more death. I realize you are angry, but our main goal is to get to the village and we don't need to kill anyone to get there"

I cooed, awaiting for the smoke to clear out before I dropped myself to the ground in an attempt to walk towards the two who have hopefully at this point stopped fighting. I had no doubt in my mind that the punch that Masuyo had delivered (assuming) would have rang a few bells in that mans head, but I hoped he wasn't too angry about it and was willing to talk it out.

It did work out better for him anyway, three on one aren't great odds if you think about it.

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Pepa Tenshin no Kami (Paper Angel Wings) - D ranked

Low chakra drain.

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[The Dude]

Smoke erupted throughout the passageway between the shinobi and the samurai but it did not deter the company. As the pair of other shinobi charged through the cloud, so too did Kiyoshi but not before flipping his broadsword before him using the broadside as a shield to the unknown. He quickly took to running alongside the nearest wall towards the samurai with his make shift tower shield held sturdily before him as he advanced through the dark plumes.

On the otherside of this smokescreen Kiyoshi could hear the undeniable clamor of a fight between Masuyo and the samurai urging him onward. By the time he came through the other side of the dense smoke Yuu had screamed for a halt to the fight and Kiyoshi came to a stop himself hefting his claymore back onto his shoulder as he obeyed simply. His spare hand remained grasping the hilt of his kunai tentatively as pondered this small scuffle.

Had the samurai really called them intruders? Kiyoshi had been around for sometime and he had never known the samurai to back a tyrant. They especially didn't make it a habit of helping conquerors hold lands they had received through bloodshed. "Perhaps we don't need to kill this samurai to accomplish our goals but it may prove more hazardous to leave him alive just yet." Kiyoshi looked to the samurai before continuing, "Your order picked a right time to come into the picture didn't they? The destruction of the entire village and the mighty samurai, 'protectors of the peace,' are no where to be seen. But when the children of the rain have returned for reclamation and liberation what do we find in the tunnels? Samurai servants to the uchiha."

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[Tyro]

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Fear was not the description to match Akio's emotion to the ninjas advanced speed. Surprise was definitely a component, but even as such, he was prepared to react. React as well he could when the man blazing down on him. His bow was still clutched in his left hand, tight, and his right hand's bladed extension was in full vigor, but he could not get to utilize a fully developed swing.

His right arm was intercepted, and immediately his reactions were kicked into full gear. Instinct guided his next actions, increasing his twitch movements without any true thought besides survival and counterattack. His right arm was intercepted, gathering little momentum, but lucky for him his opponent had not grabbed his wrist, only blocked it with his own. Which left Akio with some maneuverability, limited as it may have been. That slight maneuverability would be all he needed. His wrist's reaction to the interception was fully natural, as it twisted to grab onto his opponent's, tight. The gripping movement would occur just below Masuyo's wrist, immobilizing his left hand. As Akio grabbed however, the bladed chakra on that same fist would give the bonus effect of paralyzing his opponent, the dual absorbing and shocking chakra proving most invaluable. That however would not help from the oncoming fist, because of the Sage's momentum already on his side.

Instinct again would fuel Akio's movements as he saw the danger closing. Without conscious thought, his right foot, his back foot would launch forward while Masuyo's fist came towards him. The Sage's power would undoubtedly beat him to the mark, but with his other wrist held, it allowed Akio to stay within range to strike regardless of being hit first, and due to Akio's height advantage , his knee (the point of contact from this kick) could strike anywhere from Masuyo's chest to his face (giving that he was somewhat crouched).

Of course, being struck would already be detrimental to Akio's health. The Samurai's durable armor would mitigate some of the blunt damage, as it was meant to do and served well, but the Sage's strength would have only a slight problem cracking through the flexible metal. His own fist would plunge into the material, leaving a small fist sized crater on the way as well as emitting a loud crack that was unnaturally placed in the waterlogged tunnel.

Akio's own eyes would seem to fade, for an unperceived moment, as though he were somewhere else. Indeed his mind was in what would seem to him in a completely different dimension.


The sea was never one of Akio's favorite places. Beautiful were the beaches and stretches of water, but Akio grew up in harsher climates. They in fact appealed to him more than beauty, until it became difficult to inhabit. Then he would take a reprieve from the snowy climate of Iron, to something akin to Konoha perhaps.

Which made this occasion duly unnatural. He was standingin the middle of an ocean, which he already knew was unnatural even with the Sanbi's power. He had tried commanding the sea, walking on water as ninja had, to no avail. It had made his efforts ever more sullen and made the Tailed Beast seem to not want him. Definitely not need him.

He saw a figure lurking in the water. A dark figure among a darker landscape, and though its humongous body should have lumbered laboriously to move, it made the motions quickly. It swerved, turning around in a sharp U-turn and sped toward Akio. Though the waters should have been disturbed, Akio found himself steadily standing upon nothing, the bubbling and churching of the murk seemingly ignoring him.

The beast stopped on his left, a single eye existing on this side, red and menacing as it swiveled in it's socket to find a clear view of Akio.

"AKIRA."

The voice boomed. Though no sound came from the beast's mouth, it came directly inside Akio's head. And oddly enough, the beast referred to him by his surname.

"Sanbi..."

"Isobu. Refer to me as my proper name."

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"Why have you summoned me here. I assume this is a summons?"

"A summons to your own habitat. This is your mind. Calm and steady with the capacity for great power. I enjoy this. Much like myself."

"..."

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"I'm sure you realize at least in part why you are here. You. Or rather, we are fighting three opponents. The one in front of you now would be more than a match, but with the other two? These odds are very stacked against you, Akira.

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"What is your point?"

Akio was used to being in larger than life battles and situations. The fear of death did not quite exist in him as it did in others.

"It is simple. With my direct aid, I offer you abilities that far surpass your own. You may yet be able to defeat these three challenges. Possibly even kill them. For a price of course."

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Akio frowned. The way Sanbi mentioned a price. It sounded like he'd be selling his soul.

"I'm afraid I must refuse."

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The contempt in Sanbi's eyes was clear as he regarded Akio's audacious refusal. Akio could swear, as much as the beast's disfigured mouth could allow, it frowned in disapproval. Then, it swam away.
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Akio's vision returned to the current moment, not even a fraction of a second passing in his mental excursion as he returned to his current predicament.
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THINGS DONE
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Starting Chakra: 6 Massive
Chakra Used Thus Far: 1 High; 1 Mid; 2 Low

Used This Turn:
Suitoru (Weapon Absorption) [x2 Mid]


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[Messatsu!]

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As we talked it over on YIM your Bourei which is that weapon creation isn't an extention of yourself but literally a chakra weapon shaped like any weapon you choose to make.

With Akio's hand occupied and intercepted, it left his mid section wide open for a clean counter attack. Having taken his opportunity, his fist unmistakably plunged into the stomach of the Samurai, not denting, but literally smashing through that specific area if not shattering the entire torso piece with concussive force that rivaled a full scale fifth gate attack. As a countermeasure, the samurai attempted to raise his knee, however, with the Sennin's movement speeds registering to be four times faster than his own, the punch -which happened in tandem (simultaneously) with intercepting his wrist- smashed into its target well before it could've even lifted from the ground.

Even if it managed to lift and strike Masuyo, the thickness of his bear-like skin would've outright ignored the damage (if not minimized the damaged to the smallest degree).
Having landed his intended strike, it would've sent the samurai flying backwards against his will roughly 10 meters back, a distance that Masuyo could cover -literally- in an instant. Skipping through the foot high waters, the Samurai soon came to a complete stop where he had, at that point, been momentarily knocked unconscious.

Chasing after him the moment he flew back and across the water, Masuyo stood over him, reached down, grabbed him by his throat with his left hand and lifted him up to his knees. In tandem, Masuyo tapped into his genetically inherited abilities and completely paralyzed him whilst draining a substantial amount of chakra from his body all before he even had the chance to recover from a devastating attack. His free hand raised before clutching into a fist, ready to drive it into his face just as Yuu spoke loud enough to reach Masuyo's ears.

Glancing back over his shoulder before easing his attack back towards the samurai, he spoke for the first time since their 'invasion'.

"We're fighting because I - we want our home back, the same home that was taken from us! You say death only brings more death? No, not today. Today, death will bring our village back."

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Senjutsu [2 / 6]
Charged cloens [6 / 6]

Chakra Kyuuin no Jutsu (Chakra Absorption Technique)

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Rank: C.
Type: Supplementary.
Range: -
Chakra: Mid to cast, low to sustain.
Handseals: -
Special: This ability can only be channeled through one's hand(s). The chakra absorbed by this technique, per post, is equivalent to x2 Mid. Furthermore, despite being channeled through the hand(s), the user is only capable of draining one person at a time.
Description: The root of all Akadou jutsu, Chakra Kyuuin no Jutsu is a special ninjutsu techinque used to quickly extract a victim's chakra for the purpose of using it for oneself . After activitating the technique, the user's hands will glow a neon-blue color, the sign of reverse-flow chakra. As they place their palm on their opponent's body, or any chakra surface for that matter, they can proceed to withdraw the physical and spiritual energy out of them. By reducing the opponents chakra, it greatly increases their overall advantage in battle.
Domain: Akadou.


Chakra Ichida no Jutsu (Chakra Paralysis Technique)[/u]
Rank: D, C, B, A ^{[325 Exp]}
Type: Offensive.
Range: -
Handseals: -
Chakra: D - Low, C - x2 Mid, B - High, A - x2 High.
Special: Can only be channeled through one's hand(s). Paralysis lasts as long as the user's hands are on the opponent. Highest rank known determines the amount of chakra required to break the paralysis; that is, afflicted victim must provide a chakra burst one rank higher than the one being used by the Akadou in order to break free (for example, the 'D' ranked version uses 'low' chakra on the user's part, so the victim must provide a burst of 'x2 low' or more in order to break free!).
Description: With this variation of 'Chakra Kyuuin', the Akadou finally learns to enhance the potency of their special chakra, to the point it renders their victim's useless midst leeching. Rather than just provide discomfort through absorption, the victim will now be forcefully paralyzed while being touched unless they can provide a chakra surge larger than the one overtaking them.
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[Yuu]

The smoke settled as the fight came to an abrupt end. From the distance that I was looking from my eyes could barely follow their movements they were too fast—no Masuyo was too fast. However one thing was clear; Masuyo had won. The minute I heard a cracking sound echo throughout the area I knew it was from the breaking of the samurai's armor. He was immediately sent flying backwards, consequently I lowered myself to the ground as I began to run towards the water where the samurai had been knocked towards.

I obviously wouldn't make it before my cousin, his speed far surpassed mine. By the time I arrived say about ten meters away from the two individuals I could tell Masuyo did something to the man as he held his neck between the palm of his hand. As he spoke I could hear the emotion in his face, the same emotion that I felt years ago after I had left the same village we were now returning to. However I learned how to forgive, maybe not forget, but definitely forgive.

"Look Masuyo..." I spoke, my voice lowering, my speech becoming more soft spoken than before. "Do you not see the man you hold in your hands? Is he not already incapable of doing anything else? He can't stop us from reaching our village—he's already knocked unconscious. We can take him with us and learn exactly what he's really doing here. Did you not think for one second it was weird for a samurai to be walking around this very pipeline the same time that we came to get our village back?"

I wasn't finished talking, but at this point I walked towards Masuyo putting my hand gently on his left shoulder. "Why began the ruthless cycle of death and hatred in our village? Isn't that the very reason why our village was destroyed in the first place?"

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[The Dude]

Kiyoshi tuned out the idle senseless banter between his two comrades as he looked ahead at the fork in the path ahead. They could debate their morality back and forth for hours but they were missing the big picture after letting their personal feelings cloud their judgement. He looked down both paths quizzically but neither seemed to have defining features that would lead deeper into the village. He trudged past the party and their guest muttering as he past, "We already know why he's here, he challenged us as a guard remember?" Kiyoshi corrected Yuu, "That means he's working for our uchiha friend from earlier." Kiyoshi came to a stop at the fork in the road turning about and fixing Masuyo with his one good crimson eye.

"Come on children, think logically. You're holding that guy's errand boy who's been running about these pipe's for far too long to be as lost as we are." Kiyoshi waved his hand back at the two paths continuing, "What do you think we should be using this little gift of ours for now?" His eye darted back and forth momentarily between both Yuu and Masuyo to take in their reactions. "Yuu, understand that in order to reclaim our home blood will be spilled and lives will be paid. And Masuyo, you're the future of this village more than anyone. Try and remember that from now on. Both your family and mine are watching you carefully to emanate your actions here today... don't set a bad example."

Kiyoshi turned back to face the fork in the road in quiet contemplation as he left them two to their debate. Whether they listened or not to the veteran shinobi didn't matter to Kiyoshi, he was unfortunately bound to their fate while they bickered in the sewage of a ruined city. More bickering was lost time to the party, and ultimately more time for the uchiha pulling the strings to set about countermeasures. Kiyoshi was too old to be giving such easy direct advantages away to the enemy.

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[Tyro]

Akio's leg felt like it had rammed into a wall. That wall of course was Masuyo's Sage powered defense, the chakra cloak that would form quite the barrier against Akio's counterattack. In short his kick which would have proved very effective against any normal being proved ineffective, and as he was balancing his weight on one foot, the resulting force from the strike in his stomach would send him rocketing into the water below, and skidding ten meters backwards. The flight was not controlled, but it would not be quite so harmful. Even with the hole in his armor, his armor would protect him from scrapping his back against whatever the water held under it's surface.

And then the ninja was upon him again.

San-!

No. Not yet.

He was lifted before he could react, to his knees. It was somewhat awkward, his opponent was shorter than him, so that even on his knees he reached a considerable height against the man. Though even in his predicament, he was not afraid. Confidence was definitely not a factor, however. Outclassed...perhaps that was the best way to state it.

Nevertheless, lifted to his knees, he was sure he looked quite vulnerable. His fists were just halfway balled, but the rest of him must have looked limp.

Masuyo looked back, his grip on Akio's armored neck slacking just slightly.

NOW! a voice that was not his shouted within his mind.

No.

Again he responded in his own mind. He had a clue as to what was going on. He did not approve of it.

Several times he was referred to as unconscious. He supposed it made sense, none of his opponents could see past his jet black helm, and his frame could be mistaken for unconscious. But he was very much conscious. A strike to his stomach, even though piercing his armor, would not relieve him of his hold on this reality. He was very much conscious, very much still an active factor in this contest. But as to why he made no move to attack, no switch to offense, even he could not answer.

"You referred to this...as your home."




Akio said. The Samurai's unexpected voice he was sure to cause the enemy who supposed him unconscious to stop in what they assumed was a private discussion.

"That is was taken from you. Explain yourself."

He spoke directly to Masuyo, and it was almost completely recognizable that he did. Akio was sure that the other ninja had their own set of talents, ninja always undoubtedly did, but Akio himself still managed somehow to speak with complete authority, even on his knees. He addressed Masuyo, who he identified as their leader easily, pressing for answers.

[Messatsu!]

Listening to both Yuu and Kiyoshi - his first true and official instructor as a shinobi- he looked through the Samurai's helmet and straight into his eyes in an attempt to gauge him not as a man but as a simple human being. The look, the same, murderous look that AU-2 held within his eyes as he looked down upon their group as nothing more than prey, the samurai lacked it. He seemed different, misguided even; sent to work for AU-2 under the impression that they turned out to be the intruders. Masuyo only felt that if Samurai turned out to be true believers of peace as most of them went on to preach about, their engagement would have never happened. Calming down significantly, Masuyo's pupils returned, as did his sense of reasoning the moment a solid thought formulated to answer the Samurai's question.

"Don't speak with that high and mighty tone like you're above us. It's disrespectful, especially in our home. And yes, it'd been taken from us, but it hadn't been until recently that I - we realized it was under the control of a tyrant due to the information gained by Goryo Tenzo. . ."

Silence followed his pause as he fell in a brief moment of disbelief after having given Goryo credit for doing something so selfless. While Masuyo personally felt he still carried and ulterior motive what he did and the information he gave would have forever been invaluable.

"Years ago when I was just 6 or 7, Amegakure, during its golden years as some called it, was attacked and destroyed. Either Shinobi fought and died, attempted to flee and died, or actually escape, but the latter turned out to be a rare case. Over the years with no home, we migrated and reproduced in more 'safe' countries. During my forced absence, I hadn't forgotten about where I came from, not even for a second!"

Letting the samurai go as his chakra settled, the first clones that Masuyo left outside dispersed as its gathered Senjutsu chakra rejuvenated Masuyo's own. Presuming the samurai hadn't reacted hostilely, the sennin continued as he walked past the samurai himself and glanced back over his shoulder.

"After years of traveling, searching for power and clues, I eventually obtained both which only drew me closer back to where I came from. So here we are, ready to take back our village from Akuharu. I can't possibly fathom why a samurai is working for him, but if you get in our way, we have nothing to be ashamed of in attacking samurai no matter how much you hypocrites spit out your false desires of peace."

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