The Awakening [Event]

[Katsumaru]

”Run you little, little thing.” the Hungerer muttered under his breath, wicked gleam spreading his gaunt, rotten face. Still, he remained motionless upon his throne, somewhat surprised by Amon’s speed burst. With a simple shrug and wave of his hand, the flaming avatar released a furious wave of heat, moving at ten meters per second. Likely it would not be able to catch Amon, but should it succeed, the first wave will be sure to inhibit him with the intense heat, burning flesh, while the second wave could cause even more damage, more intense charring upon the flesh. With the gates active, should the swordsman be struck, his movement will not be inhibited much, but it was just a slight hindrance that the Hungerer waited for, amusement visible in his face.

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Essence of the Sacred Flames; S

Netsu-ha (Heat Wave)
Rank: B
Type: Offensive / Katon Ninjutsu
Range: See special!
Handseals: Yes
Chakra: High
Special: Extends out at the same distance and speed as 'Enkou Shika'. Those caught within the first half of the attack, starting at the user´s extended arms and up to half the attack's potential range, will receive severe burns, teary-eyed vision, trouble breathing, and are knocked back a few feet. Those caught within the other half of the blast will recieve substantial burns, teary-eyed vision, and trouble breathing.
Description: After forming the hand seals, the user will extend both arms forward with their palms facing outwards- charging those appendages with heat within a few mere seconds. With their target aimed, the user will then release a howling gust of extremely heated air from both their arms, shooting it forwards with such power it issues a low concussion into the air. The wave of heat sweeps over the area the user had pointed their arms towards, lighting all flammable objects (like paper) and reddening the skin of all those caught in its path with burns.
Domain: Katon. Enkou Shinka 'B'.

The lightning sparrows collided, but that was long before they even had the chance to shock the other avatars. They, too, were utterly surprised by the swordsmans speed and could barely follow. The flaming avatar succeeded with its technique only because it did not target Amon specifically. Feebly, the black-thread monstrosities ran behind, unable to reach their foe. Yet, the Hungerer seemed indifferent by his foes slowly succeeding escape.

The exit came closer and closer, the dim light of the moon bringing only the slightest gleam upon the path. Amon was in here likely longer than he expected, for when the swordsman first arrived, the sun was hours from arriving at its zenith. Now, the moon broodingly hovered in the skies, its eerie gleam a damning reminder of the horror that occurred today.

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[That Guy]

The wave of heat caught Amon barely as he shot into the hole his clothes smoldering as did his hair but any flames that may have lit were extinguished from the intense speeds at which he traveled. The tunnel was dimly lit but the swordsman ran on faster and faster his feat pounding the path beneath him furiously. This venture had been a nightmare and he just wanted to get out alive before it was too late. Moonlight ahead in the tunnel gave him hope and he put on an extra burst of speed for the final run.

Smashing up and out into the air just as the gate closed on Amon in the air. He landed with a crash from sheer exhaustion collapsing on the cold dirt on the surface thankful just to be alive. Smoke rose from his collapsed frame as he wheezed desperately for air for a few minutes before his breathing began to relax again.

Looking up at the chilling moon still panting he saw the all those he had failed to save tonight, all the dead and horrible things he had seen reflecting back at him. He rolled to his side and vomited profusely on the ground before rolling back weakly away from the vomit a few feet away.

On his back breathing heavily he rolled on last spliff for the night. He didn't know if he would survive the night, to be honest he still had chills and fears that whatever was down there would soon be coming for him. A haunting chilling feeling as he lit the spliff carefully and inhaling slowly to rid his mouth of the flavor of vomit and death.

[Katsumaru]

The escape was successful. The Hungerer gave no more chase once Amon entered the tunnel. An eerie silence spread the surroundings, chanting at a complete halt. The stench of the corpses beneath rose through the tunnel, the odor completely and utterly nauseating, not only due to the wretched reek, but also due to the association of the memories. The odor of corpses reminded one of the numerous bodies staked to the wall, a wretched scene that truly revealed how wretched the Hungerer’s cult is.

A black winged figure soared from the skies – the Hokage, clad in his ANBU armor almost entirely except for the mask. His armor was covered in blood, both his own and that of the foes. He hovered over Amon for several moments, lips moving as if to speak but he had no words. After several seconds of awkward silence passed, Jiyuu finally spoke, his tone deep and brooding,”I have heard the commotion when I was struggling to find a way out. Our efforts have failed, I presume. Nonetheless, I thank you for fighting. The Konohagakure shinobi have hidden in their cowardice. Should you chose, I will allow you to join Konohagakure,”

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Jiyuu was enthusiastic at witnessing a young, fierce warrior capable of surviving such terror, but the reality of the situation wore heavily upon his shoulders. Xel’thaun the Hungerer, a beast centuries in age, had awoken, its black wires eager to devour Konohagakure.

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[That Guy]

Amon did little to hide his surprise as he saw the hokage descend. His eyebrows raised and his nearly finished spliff dropped from his lips onto the ground. He began to stammer for a moment at the site of the Hokage before finally finding words.

"Sir I thought you were dead. I'm so sorry I was looking for you down there but I overstayed my own welcome by far and was driven back up to the surface through... some tunnel."

The swordsman rose to his feet weakly to look the might hokage in the eye with respect and admiration. The hokage was coated in his own blood but it was clear it had been a far greater mass of their blood upon his clothes. Amon however had nearly been burnt to a crisp, crushed, chased around by a dark god... his story had ended shamefully. He tried to smile at the Hokage but the trauma of everything that had happened weighed heavily upon his shoulders so his face was ghastly looking, a nervous wreck.

"It would be an honor to join your village, but my spirit is old fashioned. I cannot stop in my journey to join the Samurai. However I would gladly affiliate myself with the village if that is acceptable to you sir. The konohagakure shinobi may not have been here tonight but I have seen myself first hand the force each of them represents. It would be my greatest honor to join the samurai and work as an ambassador to your village though in time. Perhaps another time."

The swordsman looked to the moon his headband blowing loosely in the cool breezy air. It felt good but still he could not concentrate on anything but the horrors he had seen below and failed to prevent. The men he had failed to save, the monsters that rose from the blood of the innocent. All of it unnerved him greatly.

"Sir, what is the hungerer exactly? I think I met it down there near the end. I know if I had stayed to fight him he would have destroyed me completely and utterly."

[Katsumaru]

With a nod, Jiyuu began to speak,”I myself do not know who the Hungerer is, and therein lies the problem.” the man said with the slightest hint at regret. Both he and Konohagakure shinobi have investigated the matter, but none found any true answers, and the Hungerer’s origin remained shrouded. ”But nonetheless, I thank you for the help. I will look more into the matter”

[/i] The Hokage was quite distraught, as hinted towards by his short, curt replies. He knew not what to say. And as quickly as he came, Jiyuu flew off.

The Hungerer gave no sign of chase, for the night remind eerily silent. Whatever that beast was, it consisted not only of flesh and bone, but black wire wove the figure together. Not only did the black wire keep Xel’thaun’s fragile figure intact, but it also intermingled to form bizarre creatures each capable of manipulating the elements.

Whatever had occurred, a wretched horror awaited Konohagakure.


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[That Guy]

After the Hokage flew away Amon remained resting on the hillside finally free to lay he head back on his afro pillow and relax. He was too weak to make it home this night and the air was fair, perhaps if he just closed his eyes for a moment or two of rest he would be able to make his way home. But as he closed his eyes he fell asleep and remained sleeping on the hillside the entire night.

His dreams were filled with corpses and monsters from the catacombs. Full of screams of the innocent calling for his help and blaming him for his failures. He hadn't been strong enough to save them... he would not let that happen again. He would be stronger, but for now he would be forever haunted by those he had already let down.

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