Space time, or Jikukan jutsu was the thing that she sought more than anything, and it would allow her to be able to do things medically that she was not able to normally do, which was to open a hospital that would be completely safe from all invaders and allow for her to work on her patients in safety. She needed a building block though, and what better way than to train for it like Maido had taught her. She knew that Maido was now dead, but that wouldn’t stop her from becoming the best medical ninja that she wanted to be, and that Maido wanted her to be.
The breeze took a bit of her hair and pushed it into her face, and she brushed it aside, looking down into the crater with the dinosaurs in it. She only knew it as ‘dinosaur crater’ especially after those raptors had tore her a new one and she knew that getting payback wasn’t on the menu, but she could mess with them a little bit, and make them fear her for other reasons. There were more intimidation tactics than just beating the snot out of some dinosaurs to be had.
She breathed deeply inward one more time, gathering her courage because she was still cautious still feared death, and still feared the pain receptors that she had given herself through fuuinjutsu and through her mastery over her elements. It was something that she feared because it was a primal instinct that was still a very real part of the brain that she had given herself and the synapses that wired her and all other living things.
She believed, to her core, that this was another way of living, but that it was devoid of the need for swan cells, for the need of collagen and iron, and oxygen, and carbon. She now was free of all of that, even the need for sleep, and so she would hunt these raptors down, would outpace them, outmaneuver them, and then when they went after something else, she would thwart them once more. This would be a game of attrition and she would enjoy every minute of it. They would fear her not for her combat prowess, but because she would become a phantom that would haunt their very primal, very carnal dreams. When they whimpered in the night it would be a flash of red and orange that they would see before they would start awake, hungry and tired.
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Chiaki stole down on a branch, landing beside one raptor that was playing lookout for the rest of them in the dead of night. She wiggled her fingers at it, which elicited a high pitched squawk from the animal, its eyes focusing on her in a predatory and defensive nature. The scales glinted in the scant moonlight as she wove her hand seals and a helmet of metal rushed over her head, her red hair streaking behind her like blood as she channeled more chakra. Good, so she was seen.
She threw a kunai at the creature’s tail and it waited and she knew that it would try to dodge. Unfortunately for the creature, she had space on her side, and time wasn’t on theirs. She channeled chakra as soon as it left her hands and the space that it would have had to travel tightened and the kunai found its purchase at the base of the tail, which wouldn’t be a fatal, nor even an inconvenient wound, but would get its attention. Now it would know that she could hurt it, now it would know that she was there and that it could be hurt by the thing that was made from the interesting chewy material. She smirked and thumbed her nose at the creature as it roared in protestation at being attacked like. Now was the time for the next phase of her plan.
She was very much faster than all of these creatures, but they hunted in packs and she knew that the last time she one, didn’t have the proper gear which is why she now had the helmet that allowed her to see in the dark and she would tighten time on her perception, allowing her to react to these pact tactics. They were not faster than her, but they could outmaneuver her given the chance, and she didn’t want to give them this chance, so it was better for her to just make sure that she was able to perceive them better than they were able to outmaneuver them.
She wove some hand seals, to which the now awake eight raptors tilted their heads, and she placed a hand on her arm. All of the sudden their mouths opened slower, she could see the inhalations and exhalations of the creatures as if they were still asleep. Time had condensed itself and her brain was firing on all cylinders to keep up with it. Brilliant little jutsu, she would have to keep that one in her back pocket.
“Now come after me you bastards.” She made a motion at them, and took off running through the forest. This forest, was made for these creatures, or these creatures were adapted to this forest as the tree limbs were much too high for normal creatures to climb, and it allowed for the raptors to maneuver around them, keeping to the underbrush and snaking their way around her. She only counted three raptors behind her which meant that the other five had already fanned out and were planning on flanking her from all sides. This was their territory and even if she had spent months within the bounds of the crater just scoping it out she would still be at a disadvantage.
Good.
This was the very thing that Maido would have wanted for her training. An unadvantageous situation that she had put herself into because she knew that if she could get out with learning things on the fly, she could do anything. She also knew that if she gave the advantage to her adversaries that it would even the playing field by quite a bit, so much, in fact that the synthetic adrenaline pumping in the silicone-rich blood that was beating because of a synthetic heart to her Iryo-tetsu sinews was pounding in her ears, telling her that she needed to escape. It took all of her willpower to stay the course, especially when one Raptor jumped out into the path that the three behind her, the one wounded barking orders to the others in some sort of animal language. She knew that this was going to be bad. She looked around and the time tightening did its work. She could see three coming from the right, which meant that there was only one to the left.
She wove hand seals and fired off three jutsu in rapid succession: the expand space hallway jutsu she would call it, since it basically made a hallway out of nothing but the hallway was more of a hallway in time, rather than an actual hallway. She liked the sound of it, a long hallway. The space between her and the raptors lengthened by thirty meters and she grinned as it looked like they were confused as to why she was so far away now.
The one that was caught unawares by the fact that their, Chiaki looked between the creature’s legs with her perception tightened by the time tightening jutsu and found it to be a her, her then. Her comrades weren’t coming to help her, and being a pack hunter, yipped as Chiaki started to charge her. She balked and ran in a ninety degree angle, allowing Chiaki to run past her in a blinding flash of movement.
Now there were distress calls being sounded by the entire pack. Good, they were confused and one was hurt. Mission accomplished so far. She stopped to catch her breath for a scant moment, looking left and right to see whether or not there were going to be more that joined the fray, eight was enough to train with, but she didn’t want to get carried away with more than she could handle.
She heard the trumpeting noise behind her as she knew she would as soon as she threw another kunai and wove more hand seals. It split into two kunai and hit another one on the shoulder. They weren’t fatal wounds, they weren’t even serious wounds, but it incensed them and they were both intimidated and enraged. Good. They would be thinking more and more about how to stop her and Chiaki knew it.
A blaze of orange light came from somewhere nearby as someone was shouting out, “Who’s out there?”
Great, a bystander. If they were here then they could get caught up in this, and could even be killed by the raptor. Chiaki rolled her eyes and ran towards the person.
“Who are-” they started looking at her.
“No time.” Chiaki wove hand seals blew a bubble around them and then catapulted them off into the distance with a pillar made of Iryo-tetsu, or Megallium. It was something that she had learned while sparring with the Hokage’s sons and she knew that one day it would come in handy, good thing it was this day. The bubble would dampen their fall and their trajectory was out of the crater.
Bad thing though? She was now surrounded by the dinosaurs again who were snarling at her, showing their teeth and hissing at her all at once, then they all stopped, one hissed, trying to get her to look at them and bit at her ankles.
A diversion, she knew and kicked at its muzzle. It ducked out of the way as another one went for her throat, which she dodged and kicked at him. Her fist caught him in the throat and he jumped back, barking and coughing. Dinosaurs were just like giant birds, she noticed on some subconscious level as they continued to circle and feint at her, staying out of range of her blows now that the other one was continuously coughing.
She stooped to pick up a stone as they circled her and they hissed one by one as she did so. She wove some hand seals and dropped the stone, created an anchor. She knew that she would have to come back to it sometime, and that it was as good a place as any to create an anchor for herself to get back to. Perhaps she could fool these things into thinking that she was dead, and then when they caught wind of her again, they would know, they would know what fear was.
One of the raptors then did something that she didn’t expect, it opened its mouth and it shot a blackish liquid at her from two glands that were right behind its uvula. What an astonishing thing. She wove hand seals and pointed at the blackish liquid. It stopped in midair, frozen in time.
“Good try there, but you’re going to have to do a lot better than that.” She grinned at it and then something happened that she did not expect, three of them, from her back and two sides all spit at her as well, one high, one low, and one in the middle, best to drop to the ground for maneuverability then.
She wove hand seals as she hit the ground and pointed at another of the projectile spits, thinking it to be venom and it disppeared as if it never was. It meant that it wasn’t particularly deadly, and it wasn’t chakra filled, the other two projectiles sped over her as the eight raptors converged on her space. This was the time for her to run. She knew that deep in her marrow.
Chiaki had just enough time to open time on the projectile that was coming at her originally and it hit the first one to converge on her in the face. It yelped and scratched at its face, and was blundered into by the other two that smacked into it, putting them out of the fight as she rolled away from the place where the others were.
She looked up to see that one of them was leaping at her as well. There was no time to get this one right so she just grit her teeth and kept rolling as the foot dug itself deep into her side. She knew that it wasn’t a real mortal wound but it sure felt like it.
Panting, she got up and kicked between its legs in its soft part right at the base of the tail and it yelped and fell over in pain. Chiaki then sped off, her red hair flying behind her like a banner, running through the green as she wove hand seals slowly and the pointed to her own side. The wound closed up and she continued to run. She finally came to an edge of a cliff, and this cliff had a waterfall. She jumped onto the rocks just in time to see that there were seven raptors careening out of the forest, mouths frothing, tails smacking into trees and brush. Their eyes popped out like bugs, they were incensed. The one that came stumbling out after a couple of seconds was trying in futility to get the black liquid out of its eyes and was making a horrible gurgling whine as it wiped at its face.
It’s going blind.
Chiaki thought of that as they converged on her, all in a rage. She ran into the river and wove some hand seals as she touched the ground and the raptors all stopped dead in their tracks as a jutsu spread all over the ground, a lightning jutsu that she had used with the Aisu clan member when she had sparred with her all that time ago. She didn’t even know how long it had been. It seemed like she was a girl back then, and now she was… less young.
She walked toward the wounded one as the others made warning noises, tried to help it as she got closer. It snarled as soon as it smelled her and gnashed its teeth at her before she wove hand seals and shot at it with what she called the ‘stun gun’ jutsu. It convulsed once and then dropped, paralyzed to the ground. The others howled and cried, unable to do anything but watch as she wove more hand seals, probably thinking that she was going to harm it.
“Nasty poison you all have, though it looks like you don’t have the glands and you’re…” She looked between its legs, “Male. Typical.” She shook her head and scratched her neck, “Fine, I’ll give you the antidote, but you all need to take better aim next time.” She felt mostly responsible and was feeling rather embarrassed for having caused this creature what would become permanent damage if she didn’t treat it almost immediately.
Sighing, she wove more hand seals and passed her hand over the creature’s face. It would take longer for the poison to do permanent damage with the expand time: coagulate jutsu that she had learned about. She knew this and she still wanted to make sure that the creature was able to get up and do normal raptor things. She had been told by Shinjiro that predators were necessary, but she didn’t count herself among them.
She supposed that this was the use for predators, to cull the weak. Still, these were some of the apex predators here in this crater, and she had removed herself from the natural order of things. Better to let nature do what it will without the unnatural confluences of chakra muddling things.
She administered an antidote after a time of making sure that she had made the antidote from the poison and force-feeding the raptor the antidote.
Just as the others were coming to, she stood over the body of their comrade and she hissed at them, placing a foot on the raptor as if it were dead.
They all screeched at her, still full of rage, and now full of other emotions too. She could see grief, rage, the thirst for revenge, all of these emotions flickering in their reptilian eyes. She knew that she had accomplished what she had set out to accomplish at least.
Weaving more hand seals she placed a distortion field around herself in a forty by five meter area. She knew that this would keep her safe and as they charged at her one by one she made one seal over and over and stepped out of the way. They went dancing and careening off and landed in the dirt or on their sides or backs in a confusing display of limbs, claws, tails, and teeth. They didn’t know what was happening, and it would probably all seem surreal to them, Chiaki thought.
Indeed, if Chiaki didn’t know what was going on herself, she would think that these powers were all dream-like too. Too good to be true that she would be able to distort space and time this way in order to unbalance the progress of nature by the progress of Chakra. She knew that she was toying with these things, but she also knew that if she made them fear her, truly and completely, she could have them associate something like a headband with danger and get them to not attack shinobi like her any more.
She flashed the headband each time that one ran at her, and each time it careened off and landed in the dirt. They were all panting, their breath hot in the night’s chill and she knew that they were nearing the end of their endurance. She knew what she needed to do. She ran towards the edge of the waterfall and waved her hands. They cautiously surrounded her in a half circle, screeching and hissing at her. She knew they were tired and she knew that she needed to come back from the dead. She took in her hand a pebble, wove some hand seals and threw it as far as she could, which was a long way away considering. She saw the pebble fly into the distance and watched as a couple were distracted by the pebble.
They had seen enough weird things as to be distracted by this. It was good, because they were starting to doubt reality, starting to doubt their own senses. She would leave the minor wounds with them though. Not enough to hamper them, but enough pain in the morning to realize that she had indeed been there.
She clenched the identical rock, having created an anchor where she had dropped the rock before, and had created another anchor which she had just tossed. Three anchors, enough to do this with then. She looked back and forth between them as they grew nearer and nearer. Could smell the smell of rage, and of adrenaline, and of desperation on their breath.
“Bye then sweethearts.” She jumped backward off the cliff and twisted in midair as she dove towards the waterfall and probably sharp rocks down below. It would hurt if she hit them, she knew. She wove more hand seals and pointed at the base of the waterfall, where the spray would hide her, and gave herself double the space that she would have to travel for the last 60 meters of it as soon as she was in the spray. Then she wove more seals and was teleported.
She noticed, grinning, that she had ended up in the spot where the other raptor had been almost blinded. It was about time for him to come around so she better make off and hide for the rest of the night. She would need to track them in the morning, but it wouldn’t be hard. They were exhausted and were liable to make a mistake now. She climbed the trees, all the way to the top of the canopy and caught her breath. She didn’t need to breathe, but she still needed to replenish her stores of energy anyhow. A successful first night.
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Chiaki had spent the night chasing the dinosaurs and then watching them as they slept. It seemed that no matter how tired they were they always kept a lookout. She had seen a lumbering bipedal dinosaur that looked like a larger version of the raptors which she didn’t recognize that had crashed through the forest, stirring the smaller dinos into moving their makeshift nest. She wondered where the true nest of these creatures was. They were fascinating and seemed rather like the chickens that the temple had kept.
Simply put, they were aviary but flightless to the extreme. She had heard about birds like this that were down in the south of lightning country but it was still fascinating to see creatures that had no beaks, no wings to speak of, but still acted like some sort of bird. They would occasionally catch glimpses of her and she would have to use a jutsu to get away and would then leave the anchor somewhere else in a tree or at least elevated and then would sneak back to the place where the dinosaurs were at.
It was an all around training, she supposed, but she wanted to let the dinosaurs sleep, and while they slept, she meditated with her eyes open on what had transpired in lightning country. She had lost Maido, gained a lover, gained a pupil, lost a friend called Haruka, and gained a friend in Shinjiro. She honestly didn’t think that Shinjiro would rescue her from Kumogakure, nor would there be any way for Kirari to come back to her. This thought almost broke her heart as she meditated on the deep sorrow that she felt about leaving her without even a note.
She had invited Kirari to the festival but she had been busy and Shinjiro had offered her a choice: Get out or stay caged. She knew better than to look a gift horse in the mouth and had hastily accepted, thinking of her pupil since she was immediately available. She should have left a note, or something.
That would have invited someone to follow that ‘wasn’t’ Kirari though. But still, She considered as a butterfly alighted on her thigh, stretching its luminescent wings in the pale moonlight, “I could have at least left her a butterfly to guide her home.”
They had mulled it over, had talked about leaving lightning country and when the time had come Kirari had been furious that she had come out, had been hurt, but what choice did Chiaki have? She wasn’t strong enough to face the Raikage, not in all his glory.
The sun started to come up and she sighed as the dinosaurs stirred. They were tired, but more rested than if she had just exhausted them. The one from before that had appeared blinded, which she cured seemed to be doing alright now and she was glad of that, even though the others seemed to keep their distance from it now. Perhaps it was the runt of the litter anyhow, or maybe it was a lower rank because it was also the first to charge her. Regardless, she was happy that it didn’t have any permanent damage.
She had picked up her kunai, which the dinosaurs had discarded, and they still carried the shallow wounds that had coagulated blood over the tops of them. No signs of infection, so this was going to be the first whole day of a cat and mouse game. She would be pretending to be the mouse to their cat.
The helmet jutsu had all but worn off by this time, and it was lovely to be able to feel the air and the sunshine on her silicone skin. Still perturbed by the fact that she had chosen this life, she had found Shinjiro less than willing to accept her transformation.
She would have to try, today or tomorrow, to kill one of these beasts, and she was reluctant to do it. Stretching in the sunlight she attempted the hand seals once again for the technique of “Open space, seek the truth”. Chiaki would need it and in her tree, at that vantage point she would be able to open up the space to make her own personal realm.
She would be able to use the space as a hospital and then some for her patients and she would be able to use it on the go. This was what she was hoping to use on the dinosaurs in order to figure out the transplantation jutsu, not only this but she was also hoping that she would be able to figure out how to use the jutsu to keep them alive, and to make sure that they would be none the wiser that she had used them as guinea pigs to her own ends.
She marvelled that she was able to at least use the basic ones and wondered how she was going to be able to sedate two of them at the same time, separate them from the group, and make sure that they didn’t bite her or do anything within her personal realm. It was going to be a challenge to say the least, but she had read that a personal realm would be able to suit her every need. She had read, in the library, that it would be able to be 200 meters by 200 meters by 200 meters and all that she needed to do was believe in it and that it would be so. She grinned at the possibility as the raptors got their morning drink and started their routine for trying to scan for prey.
She had never seen this ritual before, the raptors were sniffing the air, clicking at each other sniffing the air once more and a couple started to go one way before the leader made up her mind and barked at the other ones, or sort of squawked? Chiaki couldn’t tell what it was called but it sounded somewhat like a squawk and a bark mixed together, and when the leader made the noise they took off in a flash.
Time to use her ninja training. She went behind them, tailing them at a distance where she could only see their tracks and caught very scant glances at their tails. She wondered how far their quarry was, and what had brought to their attention the need to move this way. This was when she saw that they had stopped and she stopped just as suddenly, moving behind a tree as one of them whipped around and sniffed the air, hissing in her direction. There were some low clicks ahead from the leader presumably and then everything went quiet.
Hearing the beating of her synthetic heart and breathing scant amounts she looked around and wondered what they were doing. There was no noise except the far off cries of some other dinosaurs.
A claw reached around and grabbed Chiaki in the shoulder as a reptilian head darted around and snapped at where her head would have been if she hadn’t wrested away from the raptor. It screeched at her, recognizing her for who she was, it was the one which had been blinded. She made some swift hand seals and popped back to the place where she had been, dropping the stone that marked her anchor along the way.
Drat it. She hissed in pain as the silicone blood, looking like real blood through the wonders of ninjutsu and fuuinjutsu oozed from the wound. Chiaki wove some hand seals and pressed a hand over the wound. It was a large amount of chakra, the goddess palm technique, but she knew that if she just used the basic jutsu that she would need to take longer and would take the chance of them running off on her, or worse laying another ambush. She needed to figure out what they had done.
Playing the events in her head again, she went through them one by one and figured out that it was when they had been sniffing the air that they had probably caught a scent of her and the leader had managed to pull them together for an ambush. She was so stupid she couldn’t believe it.
Slamming a fist into the tree next to her she grit her teeth. Dinosaurs 2: Chiaki 1 was what the score was now and she knew that she was outmatched for some of their tactics. This was why it was training, she told herself, trying to get a semblance of calm down again. She knew that she would probably need to start to go through the mantras again in order to get a clear head, but she also wanted to be back with the dinosaurs before that happened.
Speeding off at the fastest sprint that she could manage she picked up the trail where she had been and saw that there had been more than eight of them surrounding her. Her blood went cold at this thought as she shivered, remembering the fangs like daggers, the talons like short swords that had dug into her. More than eight of them and they knew she was here and they were hunting her.
So she was now either on the edge of, or in the nest of these things.
How big was a nest of raptors then? How many could they sustain at once, and what did they hunt to sustain those numbers?
She breathed in deep and stole to the top of the tree in a flash to see that there was a feast happening. It seemed as though some of the raptors had brought down a large animal, quadrupedal with spikes on its face above the eyeballs, already picked clean by the scavengers, and a plate on the back of its head. It was an amazing creature and she wondered where its herd was or if it was a solitary creature. So far she had learned little about this crater, and she wondered if she spent her whole life there if she would ever be able to under-.
Then the reality that she could spend a lifetime, two lifetimes even studying these creatures reached her and some of the glamor washed off of the thought that she was going to live forever, forever until she was killed or committed suicide that was. She would never age, would never be susceptible to plague, disease, discomfort or other things unless she made herself susceptible to them again.
Swallowing past the rapidly growing lump in her throat she sighed and calmed down as she watched the raptors pick clean their victim. They were using their hind legs to grip and tear the flesh off of the animal in ribbons which they would greedily chomp up and swallow whole or rather sometimes the ribbons would be too long or fat and they would take them in their great jaws like a pack of wolves and would rip them apart to eat greedily.
She was in such awe that she hadn’t the chance to even count them yet, but set to the task as the awe wore off of how many there were. With a rough estimate there had to be at least thirty, and while they were all eating the carcass together, there were fights over the choicer bits of meat, the hindquarters, neck, shoulders, back, and belly. And the ones that lost these spats were forced to eat off of the forelegs, the forearms and the face of the creature.
One of the horns was longer than she was tall, and she wondered at their ability to take down something as big as it. Then she saw something that made her stomach turn over. There were two that were close to death, crawling away or resting on the ground, labored breaths coming out from their bodies. There were a couple of raptors that had surrounded these and sniffed them, hissed at them and decided that they weren’t going to eat anything.
Apparently they even thought of the possibility of someone who was already dead wasting resources meant for the pack. The wounded started across the clearing from her, probably looking for a good place to go die.
Running around the clearing, trying to keep out of sight by dodging in and out of brush she came upon one that had fallen over, his eyes already starting to cloud, and the oher was heaving his final breaths as well.
She wove a series of hand seals and put the first one into a stable state, then wove some more and opened the space and time continuum to make her own personal realm. It was always in these dire situations that she was able to get the hang of her jutsu more than when she was just doing it for fun, or just messing around with it. Something had just clicked. She grabbed the first one, wounded, and tossed it into the doorway, then tossed the second one in and walked in to shut it up.
Inside, she found that the room that she had entered was somewhat of an antechamber. It had a tiled floor, and as she looked around, there were a couple of oversized stretchers that were nearby. These came with, luckily, some restraints which she used to tie up the first one and started to intubate him so that he would be able to remain stable for the journey to the second floor.
The training that she had done in the hospital had deemed it necessary that she had a knowledge of where everything was on the first glance. She wove more hand seals and megallium restraints bound the one to the overlarge stretcher. The next set of seals was to make three clones, all of them alike in dignity, to help her with the work. She grunted and heaved the dead body onto the stretcher.
“Looks dead.” One said to the others and scratched her head, “I don’t know what we can do for him.”
“I know that there is one that we could use but we have to do it now or else this isn’t going to work, he is already starting to grow cool.” She wove hand seals and poofed as the raptor came back to life. It screeched and squealed as it had apparently been trampled, and she saw that it was not in good shape at all.
“Let’s get them both to the operating room, put him to sleep.” Chiaki ordered one of the clones as she and the other clone started to move the raptors to the operating room. Now was the time, as much as any other time, to use her jutsu that would save their lives, and then start to experiment with the transplantation jutsu.
They rushed to the elevator, which was working, and she noticed, now, that the hospital was completely void of all of the noise that was normally there. Usually there would be nursing staff, doctors, dieticians, phlebotomists, physical therapists, speech therapists, and even psychological therapists in hospitals. This smattered with ninja both coming and going, seeing family and friends in the hospital, checking out, checking in, being rushed in, and the general chaos was missing from her hospital. It felt more like a morgue.
Not that Chiaki had ever been in a morgue before.
The elevator opened and they rushed both of the raptors into it and pressed the button for the second floor. Both were stable, for now, and Chiaki knew that they had a better chance of survival if she didn’t blow all of her chakra on them right then and there.
It was better for them, and for her, to make sure that she was able to rest between these procedures. She pointed the clones to the operating room and then took a look at the state she was in. Less than sterile, she started the clean-up process, knowing that an infection while working through a surgery was more likely to kill the patients, if they could be called that, than anything. She wondered whether or not they would have a different anatomy from the birds that she had operated on before, or whether they would have a different and alien anatomy to anything else that she had worked on before.
The only way to make sure that she was careful about this was to go in, thinking that she knew nothing, and not cut into any soft tissues that she didn’t know about. There were the myelin layers that she would have to penetrate in order to get inside and take a look at internal damage, which she knew that raptor two had sustained. Then there was Raptor one which she had no idea what was wrong with him, better to get in there and see, while the clones washed up. They were just as dirty as her.
She stripped down to being nude, not having any need to be proprietous, and then donned scrubs, and a surgical apron, mask, and other tools so that she wouldn’t have to use jutsu to do that.
Stepping into the operating room, she dismissed the two clones to do what she had done and took a look at raptor one. She opened one lid, and found that it was still properly sedated under the jutsu that the clones had put on it and nodded before performing some hand seals, placing her hand on its neck and checking its vitals. She wondered what blood pressure it was supposed to have and then tweaked it by the knowledge that she had of such creatures, their size, weight, and their general anatomy and thought that for a sedated predator of about two hundred and forty pounds give or take it was breathing correctly, the O2 levels were a constant in most living things and it was breathing on its own just fine, the O2 levels were stable. The next thing to check was the blood pressure. She figured that since it was so much bigger it would have a lower blood pressure, and indeed, she was pleased to find this was true.
Moving to the other one, she noticed that its blood pressure was elevated and its O2 levels were a bit lower than the other one, probably indicative of a ruptured lung, also indicative of internal bleeding or hypoxia. Since she knew that it would be in a more dire state than the other one, she would work on reviving it first and then would work on raptor one.
The clones came in in short order and she nodded to both of them, “We’re ready to operate I should say.” She grinned behind her mask and the other clones grinned at her too. It was good to have good help. The extra sets of eyes would help, but she wondered whether or not it would have been better to have some sort of animal doctor present that knew more about the anatomy of such creatures. Surely there wasn’t that much difference between a human and a bird-like reptilian species.
She had the others roll it onto its back, “Restraints please.” She called out to the clone, clone one of Chiaki and the clone responded by making some Megallium restraints on the subject. “Next we’ll need to have some medical supplies.” She looked at the other clone who whipped up some medical supplies for her. She wondered whether or not she would have been able to do this with Hanako by her side or whether her apprentice would have frozen at the thought of working alongside her sensei to save a life.
So far, they hadn’t saved anyone together, just had done diagnostics and had performed some poison treatment on other humans, but this was a completely different species and even Chiaki, the healer of a thousand wounds as she called herself, was finding this to be a bit beyond her. She moved through the motions of getting the subject ready for treatment and made an incision above the breastbone, knowing that birds had a V shaped one as opposed to the human’s more flat one. She would not be able to saw through the sternum, so she would have to separate the ribs from it and clamp it down.
“I’ll need each of you to hold the ribs down or perhaps one of you could make some megallium wire.” She made the first incision and found that the raptor’s blood was indeed red, which meant that it wasn’t as different as she thought, “Clamp technique.” She told the clone, and it wove the signs and closed off the blood vessels for her. She wiped away the blood and looked at the ribs, “We’ll need the wire sooner than I thought. They really don’t have much tissue between their skin and their ribs, not as much of the pleural tissue as I would have guessed, which means that there may be more pleural tissue within the actual ribcage than we originally thought. Your thoughts Chiaki?”
“My thoughts.” Said the second clone as she was making the wire and wrapping it around each rib, “are that you’re having fun, when you should be focused on the task at hand.” It sounded like her inner voice, and she couldn’t really argue with that logic. She sighed and put the scalpel to the tissue that kept the ribs together, making incisions on it before asking for the hammer and bone-cracker.
It was a more invasive way, but she knew that if she used a saw she had the risk of biting into the soft tissues below and the patient could bleed out. It was better, therefore, to make sure that she would be able to break the bones, separating them from the sternum and open that part of the cavity.
She put what looked like a driving wedge that construction workers used to break pavement onto the bones of the raptor and tapped it in each time, before hammering it and providing clean breaks.
Wiping the sweat from her brow with a rag that was nearby she tossed it into a bin that was conveniently at her side and each time that she pulled up a rib, the other chiaki’s would hold it in place for her and would make sure that any blood vessels were sealed with the techniques that they both knew. She wondered at the fact that they were so efficient, and wondered whether she was as efficient as her clones or if they were merely what she needed right now projected into the clones.
Luckily for Chiaki and her clones, there was little myelin tissue to go through before she reached the pleural tissue. This was where she found that the lung had actually collapsed on the raptor, rather than it being some sort of puncture. The left lung would have to be reinflated in order for the raptor to have a better chance of surviving. The good thing was that this was a simple procedure. She took a metal straw, drove it in and blew into it, reinflating the lung before pulling it out while the other clones helped her close up the wound.
“Alright, now I will be on chakra duty while you sew him up.” She pointed to Chiaki clone number one who nodded, and started to go back, “Vital signs are now stable, patient should be able to recover fully.” She noticed then, that its femur was completely broken, and this was probably the reason for the death before, “Patient may also have broken the femoral artery, though we will have to see when we get him all sewn up.”
She started to weave the signs for the bone mending technique when the other chiaki said, “My jtusu is going to come undone here soon.” She looked at the real Chiaki who sighed and said, “Well hold up then I am going to re-sedate both of them, you both just wait here and make sure that he doesn’t die.
She wove the seals for Raptor two, then for Raptor one which sedated both of them once more, “There we are, all happy and ready to be worked on again.” She looked at the raptor as she worked to mend its bones back into place, the ones that she had broken in the first place. It looked to be almost adult size, judging by its size and weight compared to the other one, and this one actually was a female, though she had been calling it male the entire time. She wondered at its life, and wondered whether or not letting nature take its course would have been a better thing after all, rather than making sure that it was ready to kill another dinosaur another day.
She felt strangely attached to these raptors after all, and wondered if she might be able to raise and tame one one day. The clone started to stitch up the first incision and nodded at her own handiwork, “It’s going to need chakra stitches, but I think that this will do for now until we can get there.”
“I agree, Chiaki said, not looking away from the creature’s femur. Her femur seemed to be shattered into at least five different fragments, and it would be hard for her to do anything about it unless she was able to get in there and see what she was doing, which would require another incision, and more blood-work. She rolled her eyes and looked at the other two, “We’ll do the incisions and look at it, you rest and regain some of your Chakra, if you run out, we all get kicked out and then we have those raptors to deal with.”
They were, after all, right about that and she knew it. She sighed heavily and sat in a chair in the operating room, looking up into the bright lights and wondered at this hospital that was all hers, all her own invention. The lights were not running off of electricity, but her own chakra, the floor was made of chakra, the hospital too was made of chakra. Everything in here was made of her chakra except her patients, and it was hard to believe that this was the place that she had come up with that she could actually maintain something like this.
It was something that she wanted to make permanent, to bring someone in and see her hospital and mae it a reality in the real world out there in either star country or in waterfall country. She sighed and placed her back against the chair and stretched, before making another two clones.
“Alright, time to get back to work.” She tilted her head to the side as the other two clones did as well, all three of them cracking it at the same time. “I am going to be hurting for this I know.” She said to one of the clones who nodded to her, “You know we could just take away the pain by dampening the jutsu that lets us feel it.”
“Something just seems satisfying about working with your hands, making sure that someone is alright, and then getting out to have that good hurt. The one that says, ‘yes I did something today’ you know what I mean?” She looked at the other Chiaki who nodded and responded with, “Of course, I am you, I mean.”
“You two, can we focus.” One of the original clones said and then pointed to the raptor, “Looks like seven fractures, so a compound fracture of those, and one of them is a twisted fracture and two of the others are stress fractures. Looks rather bad to me, since there are at least twenty bone spurs which we have taken out.” As was evidenced by the bone spurs, she found that this was true, “The femoral artery was indeed punctured by one of these, but we managed to get it sewn back up with chakra stitching and were just waiting for one of you to do the honors of getting the bones back together so that we could stitch this poor girl up.”
“So you noticed it was female too?” She looked at the Chiaki who had been talking and she nodded. The clone continued, “That and that she at least has a clutch of eggs inside of her. Would have been a shame to let her die like she did. Wonder if the other raptors could sense that she was pregnant with a clutch of eggs or not. Wonder if she even knew.” One of the Chiakis was palpating the stomach area, right above her cloaca and nodded, “She definitely has eggs in there, it almost feels like the chickens that mother used to raise.”
“At the temple” They all interjected as Chiaki wove the seals for bringing the bones back together, “If only she could see us now. What would she think.” One of the clones put a soft hand on her shoulder as she worked and nodded, “She would think that her baby girl had done great things, had kept to her values, and had followed her heart. She would think that we’re doing good in the world, the way that we see it, and making sure that the world is a better place. So far we haven’t killed anyone and Shinjiro said that we are strong so we can’t just let that praise go to waste. That would be a complete waste of our time.”
One of the other Chiaki’s grinned, “Besides, with his big-”
“Shut it!” all of them said to that one, and she blushed. “You’re not wrong though,” The original said, “He does have a rather large one, and perhaps we could get Kirari to take a look at it, give her some ideas for our play later on.”
“We still want to have a baby with her right?” One of the Chiaki’s interjected. It was a question that Chiaki had been mulling over ever since she had left the LIghtning Empire. She wanted to have a baby with Kirari, wanted to so bad that it hurt her to the core, which was shaped in the shape of a butterfly, or a moth, or whatever she had picked. It reminded her that the girl had stolen her heart. She wondered whether or not she would be able to actually carry a babe to term, whether there would be any life in it, whether she would have to create it.
That was the one thing that she wasn’t able to do now, create life. Something that she wanted to do desperately. However, she was not able to because she had chosen to leave her body, along with her uterus behind in Lightning country and run away. She wanted a future with Kirari, and the more that she thought on it, the brighter that future seemed, but also the further she would be from having a baby with Kirari. She almost let the jutsu go with these thoughts.
“Focus now, daydream later.” one of the clones snapped her out of it and she nodded. The bones were all done and she would need to make sure that it didn’t bleed out. That is what she thought, but the clones were already starting to work on it, so it gave her a chance to breathe and go to the other raptor. She knew that it was hurt, just by virtue that it was stumbling, but she didn’t know what kind of hurt it was. She couldn’t see any visible bruising on or around the ribcage, neither on its arms nor its tail. She lifted the tail and noted that this was a male raptor. Perhaps the mate of the other one on the operating table. She looked to see whether there was any signs of bruising, breaking or anything else that she could decipher. She knew that it had been barely conscious when she had walked up to it, otherwise she wouldn’t have been able to take it alive.
All signs were stable still on it, O2 levels were normal at one hundred percent, the respiration rate was at a steady forty per minute, the blood pressure was a bit low for humans, but stable for these creatures, she looked at the other signs, tried to get a read on why this one was doing so poorly when she had come across it and then it hit her, it probably was concussed. This would be something that she didn’t want to do an invasive surgery on. She had only performed brain surgery twice in her whole life, and it was a harrowing experience that she wanted to never have a part in again if she could avoid it.
The two times that she had to were when there was a patient that was a small child that had something wedged into his head and the parents hadn’t taken him to the doctor, thinking that he would die soon, but the wound had closed up and he had lived a very normal life for the remaining five years before he was rushed to the hospital for seizures. The parents at that time were doing much better financially, and were able to afford medical care, and the neurosurgeon on duty was off on vacation. Chiaki was the most suitable one, at that time, to do the surgery, and she had some very talented nursing staff to let her know that she was doing the right thing, mostly. To her amazement, she was able to actually perform the surgery without a hitch and had to remove the bone from the skull, which had a bone-spur and the fragment that had lodged itself into his brain. Carefully, she had been able to figure out that she was able to get the gray matter back into order, use the hovering hands technique on his brain, then used the bone regrowth jutsu under supervision to make sure that the body didn’t put the bone spur back within his cranial cavity.
After all was said and done, she had been too exhausted to do a hovering hands technique on his skin and hair and had gone home with another ninja putting his skin on with a hovering hands technique, and a fun little bald patch that had grown his hair back the next time that she had seen him in the following weeks.
The second time that she had performed what a neural surgeon was supposed to it was a night shift, and someone came in with a caved in cranium, had a brain bleed and was suffering from brain swelling. She had to go in and remove the parts of the skull that had wedged themselves into the gray matter, had to keep the wound open and keep him stable through the night as the swelling went down enough for her to close it again using the bone mending technique. Both times, she was grateful that she was there, because there wouldn’t have been anyone else to have done it.
That sent a pang of grief for her patients in Lightning country surging through her.
“Prognosis?” One of the clones asked as she stepped into Chiaki’s personal space.
“Brain bleed probably, or at least a concussion, don’t know how serious without getting in there and you know what happened last time that we had this happen.” She looked at the clone who nodded, “One of the other clones just poofed, she used chakra stitches on that other raptor and ran out of chakra. We will need to probably transport these two somewhere else when they’re stable and then re-enter for the other parts of the training that you wanted to perform.” The clone said, and she was right, Chiaki herself was bone tired.
“Can you get the brain bleed to stop, and I’ll start wheeling this one down to the lobby. That way if she wakes up at least its there and not in the operating room?” She asked the clone who nodded.
“Not enough chakra to keep her sedated, I am guessing.”
Chiaki nodded and blinked twice rapidly as s bead of sweat dripped into her left eye, blurring it. She had given her body all of the indicators that she was alive, all of the indicators which would serve as warnings to her that she was overdoing it. She was more used to a living body than to being an E-body as her master Maido had put it. She didn’t know what to do with herself now that she was all synthetic, all, that is, except for a small bit of her that was her core.
She sighed and started to wheel the raptor down to the lobby, the Clones would have to make sure that they were able to do the hovering hand technique, maybe even the mystical goddess Palm technique to make sure that the raptor was able to survive. She knew that they would wheel him down here when they were done. She should at least take a bit of this time to explore the place, make herself comfortable with the inner workings of her hospital in her mind, and make herself acquainted with what she could do with her own personal realm. She walked around, tapped the walls, they were real enough. Tapped on the floor a bit and sighed, “It’s a really nice place to be, a really nice place to have, and a really nice feel to it if you like hospitals, but I would like this to also be a place for Kirari and I. I wonder if I can put in a layer of this that would be less… sterile.
She placed a thumb on her chin and shrugged. Something that she would have to think about later.
The clones came down a few minutes later and they took the raptors off of the gurneys and tossed them out of the front door. It was dark outside, which meant that they had at least spent the entire day treating these raptors, maybe even two days.
“Thank you all, but I need my Chakra back.” Chiaki said to her clones, who agreed wholeheartedly with her as the walls seemed to be getting less and less stable. They all poofed and she felt the chakra return to her before she stepped outside, concentrated and channeled chakra as she heard the triumphant and surprised screams of the raptors that were in the clearing near where she had created the space. The raptors that she had treated were just coming to, not having a scratch on them anymore, and it looked like the carcass of the larger animal had been picked, but not clean and that they would at least be able to make a meal or two out of the leavings from it.
She winked at the one that was pregnant and said, “I am so damned jealous of you.” before poofing to the furthest stone. It was night, she didn’t know which night, but she was exhausted. Her chest heaved up and down with the deep breaths that she had that signaled that she was bone tired. She wanted to sleep, but the new body wouldn’t allow it. It would allow meditation, but not real sleep. She wanted to recharge, and to sleep for three days at least with the amount of chakra that she had burned, she felt like she had just faced an entire platoon of ninja and had just barely escaped.
Chiaki closed her eyes and breathed deep. It was all in her head. Her chakra reserves were running low, but all of the hurt and the nerves were just electrical impulses that were being sent from her synthetic brain down to her CNS, to the rest of her body, she wasn’t in danger anymore, no need to worry.
She went up to the top of the tree that she was currently at the base of and fingered the stone that she had been using. Four anchors now, four that she could get around in. One at the top of the waterfall, one at the bottom, one by the river where she was now, and one at the dead carcass near the clearing.
The moonlight shone through the trees and a pearl morpho landed on her leg again, “Hello there and thank you.” She grinned at the little guy who sat there and stretched its little legs before it started to clean its wings and eyes.
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In the morning she rose from her repose, though she had not slept she had not been ‘awake’ in the traditional sense. It was more akin to a light doze than anything else, letting her body and chakra pools regain their former strength. It was better, she knew, to not use her jutsu so she dropped the stone that she had been fingering and made her way the organic way to the clearing.
She found, to little surprise, that the two that she had healed were among the pack that were starting to wake up and do their morning routine, which was to wash themselves of the blood and viscera from last nights meal in the stream that was nearby. She wondered at their cleanliness habits, thinking them more akin to the cleanings of cats or other pets rather than that of birds. Birds, she remembered, took dirt baths and squawked while they did it.
She looked around and saw that there was at least four that were surrounding the place where she had disappeared before, and thought that this was rather clever of them. They weren’t going to let her get away again. Chiaki had to give it to them, they were smarter than she had given them credit for before. They had learned that she was able to teleport, and vanish, but that she had to return to the same place.
Chiaki would move stealthily to the place where she could see the most of them and was still in the trees. The branches, she knew, of the deciduous trees around the clearing wouldn’t allow for their weight, and would snap underneath them. So even if they could see her, they could only make a racket.
She observed them for most of the day, and noted that when they were satiated they became lazier, but more alert. They spotted her a good ten minutes into her vigil over them, but after a good half of an hour let her be. They couldn’t reach her, and made a din, tried to figure a way into the tree, and then left her alone. They had, however, kept a set of guards that were at the bottom of the tree, staring up at her with distrust in their eyes. The two that she had healed were walking around crowing, and doing their usual thing. She wondered how long the gestation process would be for the female. It would be interesting to see where their nest was and see if she could see some of the infants.
She likened these to wolves, because they would tear off chunks and fight over them, but she noticed that there were not any littler dinosaurs in their midst. It either was not clutch time, or they were simply not the ones that looked after the smaller ones.
It was about mid day before she noticed that some of them started to carry off pieces of flesh in their hands, gripped tightly by their hands and running off towards the north. She supposed that this was where the rest of them were, and noted it for later use. She stared down at the other two, at the base of her tree and dropped a stick onto one of their snouts, “Are you both the volunteers for the experiments then? Looks like you’re both females, so I would take a guess that yes, indeed you are the ones that I would want for the experiments. You’ll soon have each others’ eyes and some other organs, but you should be able to do everything that others are able to do even with other eyes in your heads, and other organs in your bodies.” She was talking to them like they could understand japanese and they hissed at her, closing their eyes slightly and showing their deadly fangs.
So much for conversation.
She dropped another stick onto their heads. Best to get this over with she supposed.
She stretched once more and sighed, Time to use what skills she had and outpace them just enough so that they thought they were going to catch her. If she went to the north she would be getting more and more of them to follow her, which was to say that she didn’t enjoy the fact that she would soon be mobbed by a bunch of apex predators that were out for her blood. She could just put a temporal space around that area, but it took chakra each time that she teleported something that way, and it would tire her out. East she had no idea what would happen or where it would take her, and west was the wall of the crater. So south it was.
What a pain in the neck these raptors were. She dropped to the forest floor, kicking off of the tree about halfway down to get a good headstart on the two that were at the base of the tree. They screamed, like she knew they would and they followed her, again like she knew they would.
It was about a good two hours later that she finally had shaken off all of the others and was left with these two. She had kept outpacing them until they were literally shaking standing there, panting as if they could barely stand.
“Now you’ll see something fun.” She said to the raptors as she wove hand seals and ten of her popped up around her. They then made a barking screeching noise as they tried to scramble away, only to be hit by the sedation jutsu by two of her clones. “It’s not ideal but it’ll work.” Chiaki sighed and told the two that had just did the sedation jutsu to keep watch
“We’ll do this so that we are able to get the optimum amount of our jutsu trained. First we will do the chakra scalpel.” She wove the seals and it popped into existence, “And we will remove some of the flesh from one of them and then transfer it to the other, and make sure that it doesn’t reject it while we do the same to the other one and transplant it here.
She watched as one of her clones did the exact same thing. “We’re going to need restraints probably.” Chiaki told one of the other clones, which started to make the restraints that she had before, the Iryotetsu ones that she was known for. Chiaki took the bit of flesh and gave it to another of the clones and it jogged over to give it to the clone which had just finished with the incisions and the taking of the flesh that she had just taken. It was really a good thing that she was working with herself on this, otherwise she would have had to give specifications like, ‘I am taking a bit of flesh, about ten centimeters by ten centimeters in size, roughly cut to a square, with a depth of two centimeters to make sure that we can graft these without the tissues being rejected. Her clones had used the tissue preservation jutsu to just get a handle on it to make sure that she was able to use it should she have the need in the future.
She looked at the hunk of meat and knew that it was roughly the right dimensions. The Raptor, raptor three in her head, had a different skin color than the other raptors so far, and was a light green, whereas the one that she had seen behind her was a dark green. It would look a little funny, but she would be able to identify it based on this hunk of flesh for monitoring over the next couple of days to a week to see whether or not it was rejecting the tissue that was there.
She placed it in place and wove the hand seals for inhibiting the inhibitor, which would allow for the patient, in this case raptor four, would be able to take the surrogate hunk of flesh and not reject it. After performing the seals she had one of the other clones do a hovering hands technique and looked back to see one of her clones doing the same thing on the other raptor. It was really quite efficient because she was able to do the process twice, but all at the same time with her clones.
Chiaki hoped that this would work, and wondered if the clones were thinking the same thing. Everyone had a look of apprehension on their faces and she knew they were all thinking it. “I am sure that it’ll work.” She and all her clones said out loud. They all chuckled to each other and waited for a reaction. No fever, no increased blood pressure nothing that was out of the ordinary. This was an extremely good thing. She wished that there was a good way to keep an eye on what killed them without an autopsy, but she would have to cross that bridge when she came to it. She could, in fact, figure out what killed the creatures if she set her mind to it and performed an autopsy, but she hoped that it wasn’t going to be one of her surgeries.
Chiaki closed her eyes and wiped a bead of sweat off of her brow and then did a sterilization technique on the eye of this raptor as the clone did behind her. She knew that they were thinking the same thing so there wasn’t a need for words. She said them anyway, “I am going to do all of the jutsu on these two. There isn’t any reason to make more suffer than just these two, and these are tried and true methods for obtaining new kekkei genkai, doujutsu, and other bloodline limits like the techniques that come with being a Kyoukan.” She looked to the clones who simply nodded.
“We need the practice.” One of them spoke up,”And it’s better than doing one skin graft on these two, an organ transplant on a different two, eye transplant on a different two, and DNA transplant on a different two.” Besides, it would take too long and she suspected that she wouldn’t get many other chances like this one.
The sun was high now and she knew that she needed to work faster. She took her hands and wove the signs for the eye removal technique as did her clone. It was a quick series of hand seals and then she was just able to pull back the eyelid, gently move the nictitating membrane out of the way of the actual eyeball and reached into the animal’s head. She could feel the eyeball giving under the jutsu, and it popped out quite readily to her careful ministrations. Next was to use it to sever the optic nerve and preserve it while the other Chiaki clone closed up the blood vessels so that it didn’t die of blood loss from having its eye removed.
She moved to collect the eye when she had the eye that her clone had removed with the same technique. She found it fascinating that the eye was basically floating on her hand, and that it didn’t have a slippery chakra around it. It was keep ing the eye as sterile as if she had washed it, placed it in a sterile jar, and then handed it to herself. This jutsu was one that she would have to remember for not only the transplantation of organs, but for later. Perhaps she could grow organs for others and transplant them for others if they should suffer damage like a ruptured spleen, heart, kidney, or other such thing.
The possibilities rushed into her head as she carefully took the base of the optic nerve and started to reattach it after channeling some chakra into her hand. It was delicate work, she wanted to make sure that she was not going to make it have Vitreous Detachment which could lead to retinal detachment and eventually blindness in this eye. That, along with the retinal blood vessels and the optic disk made it slower work than she was hoping for. She would still have to make sure that the patient was able to recover and she was going to need some help with the organ transplant after all.
“Can someone start with the sterilization of the two subjects?” She asked as she worked on the eye, pushing the cornea together and placing the eye into the head of the raptor. The sclera was then realigned along with the nictitating membrane and finally she closed the eyelid. It wasn’t as chakra intensive as doing it in her hospital in her own personal realm and she knew that this was good because she still had much to do before she was ready to quit for the day. The next part was making an incision just above one of the lungs, which she had seen yesterday when she had inflated the other raptor’s lung. She knew that it could survive without the use of one lung for a while, and it would give her a way to really test whether or not it could survive with the inhibiting the inhibitor jutsu.
This was the beginning of the way that she knew to the lungs. She made an incision just large enough to get the lung out carefully, and decided that it was actually going to be easier to use her chakra scalpel to get the ribs apart than it was going to be to do anything else. She did this, and then used the soften tissue technique to get past the pleural layers while her clones held back the ribcage again with wires and clamps before she started to separate the lung from the pleural tissues surrounding it.
An exhaustive procedure, she made sure that she didn’t accidentally nick any of the blood vessels or the arteries surrounding the lungs and first started with the apex of the lung. It was harder to do a lung, she found, than she had expected. She wanted to get it all away from the tissue first before she had to get it separated from the trachea and she called out to the other Chiaki who was performing the same procedure, “Make sure that you do the Tracheal separation procedure last in order to make sure that the patient doesn’t go into shock from the loss of use of their lung.”
“They will lose the use of their lung when we separate the lung from the pleural tissues anyhow, so they’ll need to be monitored in order to give them care if we need to on the back end.” Chiaki hadn’t really thought about it like that, but the pleural tissue was what helped to separate the lung so that it could inhale, and would expel the inhalations in an exhalation. Separating the tissue would inevitably cause a collapsed lung, which wasn’t fatal, but was definitely uncomfortable and could cause the cortisol levels of the patient to rise along with the blood pressure, heart rate, and respiration rate which would be difficult to administer aid to after this.
She placed a hand on it and channeled some chakra into it to do a numbing jutsu, which helped the muscles relax further and then continued around the anterior border, past the coastal groove and the coastal surface, then went over the posterior border and medial surface to the cardiac notch, making sure not to nick it and then continued to the lingula and interior border before reaching the base and finishing with the diaphragmatic surface. She was impressed by how strong this creature was, because each heaving of its chest moved its diaphragm so much and it was a chore to work on each inhalation, as the exhalations inevitably got in the way of her chakra scalpel. Good thing that it was a tool that used her hand and chakra and could be lengthened or shortened to her needs.
She then removed the lung, providing the necessary hand seals to make sure that it was safe during the short transport and then took the lung that the other Chiaki had taken out, and saw that she had made much the same incisions, with a few altercations. The lung was a bit smaller than this one, and she hoped that this would be alright. Sometimes the body would compensate for the loss of lung capacity and could be worked around, she had known people to get lung transplants before and had seen an increase in size of up to thirty percent so she assumed that this would work on these as well. She, however, also was using two random dinosaurs without regards to blood type or donor status and she was making it work.
This brought to her mind the doctor that had created an amalgam of parts into a monster in a book that she had read and then had called it to life with Raiton Jutsu. It was a bit scary because they hadn’t grown the organs using a jutsu, but had instead robbed the graves of all of the best ninja, trying to make a super-soldier. They ended up creating a youkai and the ninja abomination terrorized the countryside before the village’s warriors put a stop to it, using Tenkujutsu to put it to rest.
She shook her head and focused on the task at hand. She had to reconnect the tissues, arduously one by one, to make sure that the pleuristic tissues would be able to be healed by the goddess palm when she was done. Matter of fact, she wanted to use the goddess palm on them for good measure before they were done anyhow.
The patient started to come to and one of her clones on either side put the patients back to sleep. It was a good thing that she had called for them to make sure that they had been restrained before the procedure as Chiaki herself had been elbow deep in viscerae, reattaching the tissues and the trachea to the new lung. As soon as she was done, she sewed them back up, using the bone regrowth technique to seal the deal and then sighed in satisfaction.
“One more jutsu to go and then we can all take a break.” She called out to the clone that was performing the same techniques over on the other raptor.
“Indeed.” the clone nodded, “I think that we are almost ready for just the DNA transfer.” She wondered whether or not the clone was thinking the same thing as her. If they did the DNA transplantation jutsu there was almost no way of knowing that it would work unless…
“The Tail, the tip of the tail is blue on your raptor right?” She asked the other Chiaki who nodded, “Mine is red, so if we use the DNA transferral jutsu we should be able to see a difference in color at the tip of the tail so that we are able to decide whether or not the DNA transferral jutsu is working or has worked. What do you think?” Chiaki asked a clone and she nodded, “If we get a raptor with a red tail and dark green, then we know that it worked on that other one, and that is light green and blue on your raptor then we know that it is a success on your raptor. Either way if only one of them is successful then we will know what we need to do next time.” She looked at her clones and was surrounded by yes men. She wished that she had either Maido or that guy that was supposed to have trained her in Konoha.
There were so many promises that she had been made when she was a lightning country ninja, a ninja of kumogakure no sato, and she was wondering whether if she had stayed there if she would be where she was now in her training. She felt like she would probably have had it stunted one way or another and that she definitely wouldn’t be here in the star country, taking the DNA out of the tail meticulously using chakra. It was a difficult process, seeing as the DNA was such a small and fragile thing. It was actually part of the different parts of the cell.
She remembered her training as a medical ninja and thought about the different parts of the cell while she dissected it, more by memory than anything. Most DNA is located in the cell nucleus (where it is called nuclear DNA), but a small amount of DNA can also be found in the mitochondria (where it is called mitochondrial DNA or mtDNA). She was going for the Nuclear DNA the one that was located in the nucleus so that she could change the nuclear DNA of the other cells that she had just received. Both of them were sitting on a bit of chakra on her knees, suspended in the jutsu that she had learned for preserving tissue, and she was picking them apart. First she would have to go through the Cell wall, also called the cell membrane in order to get to the DNA that was inside of the cell. She looked at the cells that were on her knees and sighed, why was this one so hard.
“What are you doing?” One of the clones asked and looked at the scroll that was in her pack that she had for the journey, containing some scrolls and combat essentials. She had the scroll open and was looking at what Chiaki was doing.
“Am I doing it wrong?” She asked, stopping what she was doing and looked up at the clone, “I was sure that we needed to splice the cells with the new DNA in order for them to not be rejected.” She tilted her head, the orange eyes staring into the other orange eyes looking at her.
“No, no it looks like you are wrong, you just need the cells, just like a scratch or something to go ahead and place the cells in the body and then you have to do the inhibit the inhibitor and then seal it with a healing jutsu.” The clone held up the scroll and Chiaki mouthed as she read it. So that was the part that she was missing then, what a silly mistake. It was much much easier than she had thought to do this sort of a transplant. She wondered whether the clone was making the mistake that she was, “can you check on the other me and make sure that she’s…” She looked behind her and the clone went over to talk with the other Chiaki.
Chiaki, in the meantime took a syringe and injected the DNA into the tail from hers and then did a couple of hand seals to do an inhibit the inhibitor jutsu, before sealing it with a healing jutsu itself.
So now, the amalgam of both raptors would be tested. The left eye of each was different. The eyes were of different colors, one had green eyes before and one had yellow, but now they each had one of each. Chiaki wove some hand seals and told the clone, “Please write down the original coloring for each of these so that we can monitor whether or not there is a fluctuation in their vitals.” The goddes palm technique was what they would use to seal up the rest of the wounds and the sun was setting. She didn’t know how the time had passed like this, but she was sure that all surgeries took about this amount of time, usually, and she had performed three chakra-aided surgeries. Record time if she was being completely honest with herself.
When the rest of the signs that she had ever taken a knife to both were done she retreated into a nearby tree, about twenty meters off and monitored the raptors after regaining her chakra from her clones. They stirred, and looked about, blinking their pseudo heterochromia eyes and looking about. She wondered whether they found looking through another persons eyes difficult or different. They sniffed the air and coughed a bit, probably getting used to the new lungs and swished their tails.
She would have to tail them for a couple of weeks to see whether or not there was progress with both of them, but they headed off toward the north. As an afterthought she took off after them and placed a swift hand on each of them to place a tracker. She almost was bitten twice, but it was no problem for her now that she had mastered Space Time jutsu to dodge and weave between them, and befuddle them. Two was completely manageable, and as they ran off toward the north, she took to the canopy once more to rest and recoup from the day.
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After a couple of days, she decided that she was bored, and that she should probably at least attempt to try the self-sedation technique and put some of the silicone that she had made into her body, to see whether or not she could. It was a good practice, and it took a very long while, because she performed the seals and pressed a finger to her forehead. She felt giddy, and more often than not found that she was slipping from the branch when she was performing the procedure. She decided that if she ever wanted to use this for real on herself or have someone do it to themselves, she would take it to the personal realm instead of actually doing it in the forest, up a tree, with the sounds of dinosaurs trumpeting and stomping about.
She successfully performed the procedure, but it took two whole days and by the end of it she was completely spend, having to spend an entire third day to recover from the effects of using the jutsu and doing a self-implantation. She knew that she could, push come to shove, do it herself, but she would recommend that no one ever do this on themselves unless they absolutely had to. It would be something that she probably would not teach Hanako unless she was under extreme duress because Hanako wouldn’t need it with Chiaki around.
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After another three days, she went to the place where she had seen the carcass and it was picked entirely clean, the bones were strewn about in a disorderly haphazard way and she saw that the latest tracks were from at least two days ago. Sighing, she knew that she would not find her test subjects here. She followed the trail north and tried to find the ones with badges on their chests, the dark green and light green ones.
Forming some hand seals she touched herself again and her time perception sped up once more, as she tried to find the trail for the ones that she had let go about a week ago. She had felt them going back to the north, had felt them return to their pack, and had felt them go beyond the bounds to the very north, so she assumed that they had returned to the pack.
She dropped down in the middle of a craggy clearing and looked about. Some of the prints here were actually fresh, within the last couple of hours fresh. They had tossed the soil and had displaced the top flora enough to show her that. She looked around and sniffed the air. Too bad she didn’t have Shinjiro’s sense of scent so she could detect nothing from that. She should really train a perception jutsu too, but she didn’t have time for it. She wanted to know what had happened to the ones that she had performed the jutsu on.
She wove some hand seals and her hands glowed with Raiton chakra. It was time to go on the offensive, and to hunt down the ones that were her test subjects, better that than to let them die from rejection of their organs. She took off towards the footprints that led off to the east, away from the crater wall and ducked through the underbrush.
It was a godsend that she had used the Space Time jutsu on herself because she was able to duck as she saw a set of jaws that would have closed down on her throat come out of the underbrush. So they knew she was here. It let out a high pitched squeal before she placed a hand on it and it struck the ground, convulsing before laying still. It had passed out from the electric shock. Another one came up on her left, and she wove hand seals, shooting it with her raiton chakra stun gun, it collapsed as well.
The next one came from behind her, she could hear it as it squawked and she shot it with the stun gun technique as well. This continued until she had a pile of them, about forty, around her. She started to look through the creatures that were paralyzed, still breathing, but unable to move. “Sorry for that, but one of you has to be one of the ones that I operated on,” she said as she moved past a blue one, definitely not the one that she had performed surgery on. She recognized the one that she had saved from blindness among the ones that she had stunned, along with the ones that she had saved from dying before with the space time jutsu rewind time death along with taking them to the hospital. It was about ten raptors in before she recognized one that had the badge on its breast, the tell-tale sign that indeed it was alright with the process. The eye had grown a bit on the dark green one, and it seemed like the patch was now supposed to be there. There were new scales which covered the skin where it was, and it almost looked like it had a part calico thing going on with that patch of skin. She moved to the tail, where she found that the tip had actually grown a bit of red on the tip of its tail which meant that the clone, which she had absorbed along with its memories had done its job correctly.
She searched the entirety of the ones that had come after her and no matter which one it was she didn’t find the light green one with the dark green badge, dejected she started to turn away before she heard a screech come from the south. It was a high pitched squeak that had sounded like it came from a smaller of the raptors. She took off towards the sound and found that there were smaller raptors that were playing around larger ones to the south about a kilometer off from where she had encountered all of these.
Chiaki didn’t know how she had missed them, but she had and approached the camp stealthily as she could. It wasn’t stealthily enough, however, and she soon had to weave some hand seals and seal off the spittle that the momma raptors were spitting at her. The air was covered before they stopped firing, and Chiaki could barely see through the wall of poison spit. She climbed a tree and let go of the jutsu, the ground was completely soaked with it.
Raptor mothers were making alerting trumpeting noises and soon the tree that she was in was surrounded by many different raptors who instead of just watching her were tearing at the tree. She looked out, knowing it would take a while for them to do anything to the tree that would warrant her moving to the nearby tree, she tried to scan the crowd for the light green one. The light was getting on toward noon by the time that she spotted her, with a clutch of very new hatchlings. She was on her side, basking in the sun, letting the small ones jump all over her and hissing if they nicked her with their sharp and small claws. She had, Chiaki noted, a ringed tail like the other one did and that meant that it was a rousing success.
She dropped down and moved from tree to tree until the tree had a bit of room at the bottom for her to jump down. She wove some hand seals as they came after her and took a step, teleporting sixty five meters off and then started to run at full tilt towards a body of water, the nearest one being the river that she had seen. The raptors were all in a froth, all enraged by the intruder to their sanctum, their nest, and they weren’t about to let her go unless she made them.
She sighed and thought about all of the techniques that she had before she came to the conclusion that there was only one that she could use that would actually make any sort of a difference. It wouldn’t kill the raptors, but might bruise a few. She ran and the raptors jumped and bit and ran after her. She could have used the trail jutsu to get them off of her trail, but that wouldn’t have made a difference to the ones that were running at her sides. She felt a bite near the nape of her neck. She jumped down a small cliff, alighting on it, and the Raptors stopped for a scant couple of seconds as she ran off before following her, completely incensed that she had found their nest and had attacked them.
She moved like water until she reached the water and wove another set of hand seals as she did. Placing her hands on the water she felt the chakra surge through her, and the river completely disappeared upstream about 40 meters upstream and she ran across the bed, where fish were flopping, gasping for air. If all went well she would be able to do something that would make the raptors wish that they hadn’t come after her. After all, she had healed two of them, and had only used them for a bit of experimentation, not harming them in any permanent way. The leader charged to the shore of the river, and looked at the fish that were squirming, screamed at her and hissed. Her front claw, the huge curved one that was able to tear ribbons on something that was roughly 100 times Chiaki’s size clicked against the rocks as her regiment caught up with her.
The raptor shrieked again, and Chiaki wove another set of hand seals, calling all of her reserves she made 16 chiaki’s who wove the same hand seals as she did, and 16 raiton clad Chiakis made ready to do battle with the Raptors.
This gave them pause, and with that pause Chiaki could feel it, and the raptors could too, not wearing sandals and probably being more sensitive to the vibrations of the water, the river that was coming gushing down. The raptors made for the far shore as the river raged downwards, only catching one and tossing it up against the far shore of the river a little while after. It snorted and sneezed, getting rid of the water that it had apparently aspirated and coughed a couple of times before all of the raptors hollered and stamped and champed their teeth at her and made horrible hissing noises.
Chiaki called the clones back and let go of the raiton armor, thumbing her nose at them as she did. She didn’t know whether they would take it as the taunt that it was supposed to be but she didn’t much care either. She then raised her hands, knowing that the rain was coming, from the description of the jutsu and from the coolness in the air. The rain started to fall and she set of a couple of random lightning bolts, purposefully missing the raptors. They squawked and broke ranks, running hither and thither and retreating in a serpentine manner until it was just her and the leader left.
One of the fish had flopped its way to shore and had died there at Chiaki’s feet in the meantime, one of her first kills ironically. She picked it up by the tail fin and tossed it over to the leader. The leader dam, as Chiaki would call her when she told this story to Shinjiro, Kirari, and Hanako later, stooped with her eyes still on Chiaki and took the fish. She hissed around the mouthful, the fish was quite large, and ran off toward the nest again.
Chiaki sighed in relief and took to the tree behind her, sitting back and giggling to herself. Mission accomplished, she had mastered Space Time jutsu, she had learned and used the transplantation jutsu and she had honored her mother and her teachers too in the process.
When the rain let up, just a sprinkle since she had only used the river as the means to make the rain, she took out her journal and started to catalog her findings. Both of the raptors were in peak condition, they were not hindered even when they were chasing her, and they seemed to be living alright lives. One of them even was able to deliver a clutch of eggs afterwards, which meant that the DNA didn’t mess with the gametes of either sex. This was a find, because, she didn’t want to make shinjiro grow anything unnatural, or make Hanako a boy when she was a girl, or do something that was untoward from giving the DNA of a male to a female. In hindsight she should have probably sexed them, but she also didn’t have the choice to sex people in the field when she would be doing the implantation jutsu. She also would probably be given male DNA and asked to transplant it into females and vice versa. It was a good thing that inhibiting the inhibitor meant that the body absorbed it and made it its own.
Chiaki smiled up to the sunset, looking out over the place she had spent the last two weeks and formed some hand seals to teleport herself back to where it all began. Using her staff as a pole vault she launched herself back over the crater wall, and started to walk towards the village that was closest, donning her priestess robes once more. They were comfortable traveling clothes, and one of the only things that she had left of her old life.
Stopping, she thought about it a bit, and then took the robes and put them into her pack after forming some seals. She thought about it, and she probably still had some kyoukan cells on her robes that would be able to be used for one transferral of kyoukan bloodline. Theraveda wouldn’t approve, but if her pupil would want, she would share the Kyoukan secrets with Hanako.
Hanako, after all, was as much Chiaki’s legacy as Chiaki was her own mothers.
Jutsu training: 16730/16600 words, completely trained.Show
Breakdown of word counts:
Chiaki has professor, so she can train anything for 400 words with one exception.
Chiaki is an Iijutsu specialist so for Iijutsu she has only 300 words per jutsu.
For all others it is 400.
21 Iijutsu x 300 = 6600
25 S/T jutsu x 400 = 10,000
Total jutsu training words needed: 16,600
Words written, 16730
C rank:
Tighten Space: Projectile
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
After throwing a projectile the user will do a short series of hand seals, ending with a single finger pointing at a projectile or jutsu of up to 30 meters in diameter. The distance between the projectile and the trajectory where it is flying will be lessened by 30 meters.
Tighten time: Perception
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will perform a series of hand seals and then touch a willing person. That person will have gained the effects of heightened perception, being able to perceive things as if they were moving slower. This does not increase the speed of the recipient, but does give them the advantage of being able to react to situations as quickly as a Taijutsu specialist. This jutsu lasts for up to four posts.
Tighten time: Jutsu
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a short series of hand seals, ending with a single finger pointing at a jutsu. This jutsu will last 1 post shorter than normal.
Expand Space: long hallway
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a short series of hand seals, ending with a single finger pointing at two points. The distance between the two points will lengthen by 30 meters for 3 posts.
Expand time: bulwark
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
After throwing a projectile the user will do a short series of hand seals, ending with a single finger pointing at a jutsu or target of a jutsu. The intended jutsu will last 1 post longer than normal.
*Recycle Space: Projectile
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
After throwing a projectile the user will do a short series of hand seals, ending with a single finger pointing at the small projectile(kunai, shuriken, etc.). Spontaneously a second projectile will form anywhere within 1m of the projectile in motion, moving at the same speed and strength as the original. After 3 posts the weapon will disappear as the universe self corrects.
*Recycle time: Object
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a short series of hand seals, ending with a touch on an object no larger than a polearm. The object will return to where it was 10 seconds in the past. After the ten seconds the object will appear at the place that it was as the universe self corrects.
*color=#666699]Open Space: Anchor[/color]
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals, then touch an object turning up to two objects into an anchor. An anchor will be opened, acting as a means to move through space, this must be used in conjunction with other jutsu that utilize opening space such as the *Open Space: Seeking Truth technique.
*Close Space: Anchor
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals, then touch an object they’ve turned into an anchor. The anchor will then close, no longer acting as a means to move through space.
*Open Time: Resume
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals, then focus on anything they’ve Closed Time on. Time will resume for that target, no longer Closed.
Close time: harm
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals and then point at a harmful projectile, jutsu, or weapon and will close time on it for a period of time of [control/10] posts stopping it in its tracks. This can be contested and broken by exerting strength or kinesis on it at [control-10] strength.
Erase space: Object
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a short series of hand seals, ending with a single finger pointing at a projectile or jutsu of up to 30 meters in diameter. If the jutsu or object has [control-10] strength will disappear from space entirely. If it has [control-9] strength or greater for 1 post before resuming its trajectory.
Erase time: wound
C-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a short series of hand seals, they touch a serious wound and it is as if it never was, this lasts 5 posts before it reopens again with the same severity.
B rank:
*Tighten Space: Displacement
B-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals, then focus on a 40x5m area. Anything within this space will become slightly distorted. Any time in the following 3 posts, if anything passes through this area the user will do a single handed hand seal, causing the area to rapidly tighten at a speed equal to the user's [Control]. After a brief moment, the area will return to it’s original form, but anything that was passing within the area can be displaced from its original location. This allows the user to change the trajectory of weapons, or even people.
*Tighten Time: Deteriorate
B-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals, then focus on a ninjutsu within 40m of their person. Any posts counts on that ninjutsu will be sped up by 4 posts. Should this go beyond the limit for that ninjutsu, it will end as it would had it reached completion.
*Expand Time: Coagulation
B-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
Focusing on a bleeding wound on themselves or someone else, the user will do a series of hand seals, then place their hand on the wound. Time around the wound will expand for 4 posts, halving the rate in which time flows for those 4 posts. This may give someone infected by a poison, or suffering from a major wound a longer chance to respond or seek treatment.
*Expand Space: Tail
B-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals, focusing on the area immediately behind them. As the user moves, a 20m wide stretch of area behind them will expand at half the rate they’re moving, for as far as they travel. This jutsu lasts only for 2 posts, after which the area that was expanded will reduce back to it’s normal size, closing the distance between them. Oftentimes, however, this additional distance can be enough to allow the user to escape before it’s closed. Because it expands at half the rate they’re moving, anyone or anything within the space is slowed down by half the user’s speed capped at a maximum speed equal to their [Control]. (i.e; 40 speed reduces everything by 20 speed).
Expand Space: Mile in an inch
B-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a short series of hand seals, ending with a single finger pointing at a point within 60 meters. The distance will increase by 60 meters in all directions within a 60 meter radius, effectively doubling the amount of space that it takes to cross the 60 meters for anything caught within.
A rank:
*Recycle Time: Replay
A-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
Having used a contact based technique in the past post, if the user fail or misses their target, they can perform this jutsu to recycle time by a single post, resetting everything to how it was prior to them attempting the technique. This refunds the chakra used and allows them to attack again, with the knowledge of how their opponent intends on dodging.
*Open Space: Seeking Truth
A-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals, then reach out into the air in front of them and physically grab “space” pulling apart their two hands to tear apart Space right in front of them up to 3x3 meters. This tear is new, and will cause the universe to self correct and make a personal realm for the user. This technique is required for the user to have any techniques that involve the use of a personal realm. This technique can only be used once to create a personal realm, but can be used repeatedly in order to enter that realm. An Architect using this technique within their realm will merit no reaction, while using it within someone else’s realm will allow the user to enter their own. Specifics on the Realm can be found within the Jikukan spoiler.
*Erase Space: Drought
A-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals, then come in contact with a body of water no larger than 65x65x65m in size. The moment they come in contact with it, the body of water will vanish, regardless of it’s speed, strength or temperature, having absolutely no impact on the user. 5 posts after the application of this technique, a short rain will appear from nowhere for 2 posts. The targeted body of water can be naturally occurring, the byproduct of a jutsu, or a jutsu in motion itself.
*Recycle & Open Space: True Link
A-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals then place one hand on an any object small enough to fit in their grasp. Upon doing so, they will Recycle Space, creating an exact duplicate of that object. The duplicate of said object will act as an Anchor, turning both objects into links to each other. Should any party aside from the Architect come in contact with either anchor, they’ll be instantly transported to the other Anchor either a) they elect to or b) their control is less than the control of the Architect. The Architect can opt to use the Anchor at any point as well, should they so choose.
*Tighten Space: Step
A-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals, then focus on a location within 65m in front of them. There can be no obstructions, to include people, in this 65m line. Once they’ve targeted the location, they’ll take a step forward. The space between their current location and target location will rapidly tighten at a speed equal to the user's [Control], allowing them to take a single step to cover the distance, then return to normal.
S rank:
*Erase Time: Death
S-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
Prerequisites: 45 Control, 40 Chakra Pool
When the user has recently experienced death in their life, may it be that of a comrade or enemy, the user can perform a series of hand seals, then focus on the event. So long as the death occurred in the past 2 posts, the user can Erase time, removing the past 2 posts from ever happening. Anything that occurred within those 2 posts will have never happened, but time will continue as it was. The person who died will come back to life, and be in whatever state they were 2 posts ago. At the very least, this extends the time the person has to receive care, at best, it can allow the person to avoid ever dying in the first place.
*Close Time: Mist
S-rank Jikukan Ninjutsu
The user will do a series of hand seals, then throw their arms into the air. For the next 4 posts, everything airborne within a 80m radius of the user will have time closed around it. This means for jutsu, their post counts are paused. This technique includes jutsu, particulates, and projectiles of all forms. Everything is Closed by it’s strength, and requires more than its strength in order to move it. This means that particulates which are suspended purely by their weight, are easy to move through, by weapons which are thrown at a strength, would require more strength than that to move beyond it. At the end of the 4 posts, Time will Open and everything will resume as it was.
Regular Iijutsu:
*[Iijutsu • Chakra Scalpel]
B-Ranked Ninjutsu
Perhaps one of the most dangerous and revered Iijutsu honed by medical-nin, the *[Iijutsu • Chakra Scalpel] is no precision instrument. After performing the necessary handseals, the user will begin to focus an ample amount of chakra into his/her hands. Once charged with chakra, the user will attempt to place his/her hands on the target. If the user is able to connect the entirety of his/her palm, the chakra will be released into the opponent's body, slicing tissue, organs and veins up to 4 inches from the surface in an area roughly the size of the user's hand. The skin remains unblemished by this technique, as it only causes small to moderate internal wounds. As this technique is dangerous and mostly uncontrolled, the precision needed to kill instantaneously is lost. The chakra used in this technique is highly visible when first activated and emanates from both hands for a duration of three (3) posts or until contact with the opponent is made.
*[Iijutsu • Goddess Palm]
A-Ranked Ninjutsu
Prerequisite: *[Iijutsu • Mystical Palm]
The pinnacle of the Mystical Palm techniques allows its users to heal wounds almost instantaneously. After focusing chakra into his/her hands, the user will place them over the wound in question and begin to channel chakra through it. As the chakra interacts with the cells and tissues in the area, the wound will begin to regenerate and heal over until there's no remnant of it ever being there. This is done in the blink of an eye for most wounds. To heal small-to-moderate wounds, and even large wounds take very little time, whereas Mortal wounds take one (1) post of concentration to mend, This technique lasts for four (4) posts, but due to its chakra-extensive nature, users are not advised to treat multiple large wounds in a single use.
Iijutsu transplant jutsu:
*Delicate Hands
D-Ranked Iijutsu Discipline
Prerequisite: Arts of Medicine Concentration
A simple medical jutsu, the user is able to handle things with great care, minimizing the risk of bruising or tissue damage, and also of breaking a delicate object they may be holding. More a passive manner of holding things than an actual jutsu, this technique requires no chakra to use, but by utilizing it, one may handle with even greater care.
*Careful Cut
C-Ranked Iijutsu
Pre-requisite: Chakra Scalpel; 30 Control
While Chakra scalpel is in use, the user is able to precisely control his/her chakra in order to make cuts in patients exactly where they need to be made. This allows the user to separate soft tissues with a brief touch, and, in the case of surgery, allows the user to cut only what needs to be cut, in exactly the way it needs to be cut, ensuring that the user may remove, heal, or focus on only the tissue in question.
*Eye Removal
C-Ranked Iijutsu
Pre-requisite: Careful Cut
The simplest of all removal procedures, the user is able to coat the eye ball in chakra, while surgical efforts a made near or on the eye, the chakra will prevent damage to it, allowing preservation.
*Tissue preservation
B-Ranked Iijutsu
After forming the needed hand seals, the user is able to place a large amount of chakra into a given organ, removed from a fallen shinobi. With this chakra, the cells of the organ will be kept alive for an extended period of time. The user will load it with chakra every day, until the organ in question is implanted. Because of this, until the implantation is complete, the user dedicates one point of stamina to this technique, loading the organ with chakra at the start of every day until the implantation procedure. This may also be used to prevent necrosis in live patients.
*Organ Removal
B-Ranked Iijutsu
Prerequisite: Careful Cut
A more complex move, the user is able to coat an organ of their choice in chakra, while surgical efforts a made near or on the organ, the chakra will prevent damage to it, allowing preservation.
*Tissue Patch Technique
D-Ranked Iijutsu
As most low-rank medics are incapable of regenerating tissue or cells, some learn to do a makeshift, shoddy version. By performing a variant of the clone jutsu on a patient's wounds, they are able to make a small amount of their tissue over a wounded area to perform a makeshift sort of healing for them. This is capable of "healing" any visible wound which effects only a singular layer of tissue (A burn, for instance, could have skin placed copied over it instead of regenerated, reducing the risk of infection and giving the body a chance to heal naturally with less scarring.) This tissue, without proper supplement, will die in three posts. However, being living tissue, if the skin is properly supplied with chakra or a blood supply (and other things the tissue in question may need to be kept alive), it may be kept going indefinitely. Note that this can only clone singular layers of tissues, and not more complex things such as organs or bodies.
*Tissue removal technique
D-Ranked Iijutsu
After forming the necessary pair of hand seals, the user is able to dispel their "tissue patch" technique, removing substances created by this jutsu which are foreign to a patient's body, and thereby stopping the immune system's fight against it. Note that it will take three posts for the immune system to stop it's activity, and that in those posts, it falls to the medical ninja to keep their patient alive.
*Vital Monitor
C-Ranked Iijutsu
Prerequisite: Diagnosis Technique
During various medical procedures, a Medical ninja is able to use this technique to keep a constant watch on a patients vitals, including but not limited to their O2 levels, temperature, heart rate, blood pressure, and breathing. This allows the medical ninja a chance to stop procedures or respond to patient's needs faster than they otherwise would be able.
*Extraction technique
A-Ranked Iijutsu
Prerequisite: Tissue Patch Technique
Focusing chakra into cells of tissue, the user may extract DNA from the tissue in question. This technique does nothing medically of combatively in itself, but is used in the process which begins the process of organ implantation. Using the Tissue Patch Technique, once could continue copying living tissue and get an indefinite supply of DNA.
*Inhibiting the Inhibitor
A-Ranked Iijutsu
Prerequisite: Extraction Technique; Vital Monitor; Tissue Removal
When a foreign substance or object invades the human body, the immune system responds and attempts to remove the threat. In order to prevent this, doctors (and highly advanced medical ninja) have developed a system to acclimate the body to specific foreign organic substances. After forming the needed hand seals, the user of this technique is able to introduce a set amount of a given organic substance to a patient and to allow their immune system to respond naturally. Through a 3000 word topic, the user will slowly introduce tissue to their chosen target, allowing them to receive it without risk of rejection. This technique is also used to acclimate the patient to bloodline limits, and prevent them from going out of control while the patient attempts to gain skill with them. By using the tissue patch and removal techniques to stop a Bloodline if it shows signs of going out of control in a patient.
*Clamp Technique
D-Ranked Iijutsu
While performing surgery or other types of healing jutsu, the user is able to use his chakra as a makeshift clamp to close off blood vessels which have been cut and prevent further blood loss. Lasts three posts.
*Soften Tissue
C-Ranked Iijutsu
While performing surgery on a patient, the user is able to put chakra within the tissues surrounding the area on which the medical ninja shall be operating. Doing this makes the tissues slightly sturdier and more malleable as well, providing them with a small amount of give before they break and also increasing the amount of pressure they can take before breaking. This technique merely helps minimize the risk of injury to the patient during surgery.
*Putting under Technique
B-Ranked Iijutsu
After forming the necessary hand seals and focusing chakra on a willing patient, the user is able to heavily sedate them. This sedation technique is used to perform deeply invasive surgeries on patients, preventing them from moving while under and also keeping them deeply asleep. This technique lasts for up to ten posts, and must be reinforced on the eighth post after performing this technique, or else the patient will wake up at the end of the tenth post. If a patient wakes up during the procedure, they will find themselves, depending on their personality, mentally scarred from the intense amount of pain the surgery causes, and their vitals will go insane while they are awake, markedly hard to control. Depending on the surgery and the patient's reaction, the stress could cause death. Note that this jutsu requires steady focus and proper supplementation of chakra to perform. If a patient were unwilling to receive the chakra, they could merely disrupt their own chakra flow in any way, and the technique would be interrupted and canceled.
*Tissue Connection
A-Ranked Iijutsu
After placing an organ or a tissue into it's proper place in a patient's body, be it a replacement or an implantation, the user is able to hold their hands over the tissue or organ in question, and connect the various other tissues in the patients body where it needs to be connected. Blood vessels, connective tissues, muscles, etc. will all be correctly hooked up to the organ in question, ensuring that once implanted, it will stay nourished and protected as if it were the body's own. (Note that this does not provide protection against the body's own natural defenses, I.E. the immune system)
*Cellular Regeneration Technique
A-Ranked Ninjutsu
Prerequisite: Mystical Healing Palm Technique; 35 control
Using this technique, the user is able to speed along the healing process by precisely focusing on small clusters of cells, triggering mitosis and allowing tissues to heal more quickly as a result. This lessens the chances of infection, scarring, and opening of the wound, while also repairing damaged tissue in a transplanted organ or the surrounding area. If this is used post-op, the patient may wake up from the sedation jutsu after the first post of this technique without the severity of trauma they would otherwise have felt (though pain will still occur.)
*Eye Implantation
A-Ranked Iijutsu
Prerequisite: All Other Organ Transplant Archive Jutsu
The simplest implantation procedure of all, the user culminates all their knowledge of medical ninjutsu into one technique, becoming able to perform an Eye Transplant, potentially transferring a Doujutsu into a willing patient. Because the eye is easily accessible, removed, and replaced, this is the simplest of the Transplantation techniques. After all the necessary precautions are taken, the user will begin by removing an eye from the patient in question to create a spot for the eye to be implanted. They will then soften the orbital of the eye to make it more pliable, allowing them to place the eye within the socket. Following that, they will perform the actual placement, and then finally connect the tissues to the proper places, making sure that the ocular nerve is in the correct spot. The whole process, if things go smoothly, Should take a while.
*Organ Implantation
S-Ranked Iijutsu
Prerequisite: All Other Organ Transplant Archive Jutsu
After all of the preparations have been made on a given patient, The user of this technique is able to actually perform the operation, culminating all of their learned jutsu into one final event through which the patient in question will gain a chance to become much stronger than they were before. By combining all of the techniques they have thus far learned with their own medical skill, the user is actually able to implant organs inside of willing patients, giving them organ-based Kekke Genkai such as that of the Kaguya, or the Chikai.
*Cell Implantation
S-Ranked Iijutsu
Prerequisite: All Other Organ Transplant Archive Jutsu
The most precise form of implantation, the user is able to implant cells with a particular chakra element into a patient, giving that patient the elemental chakra in question. Implanting the cells of a Yugeton user, for instance, would grant a patient use of the Steam Element. Naturally, the patient would have to practice with this skill in order to use it's respective techniques, and their elements need to correspond to the element implanted. A patient who receives Steam Element, for instance, would require Water and Fire element, or one of the elements in question without a second element at all, before the Combination element may be implanted. If the latter is the case, if the patient attempts to acquire a third element, it must be the other part of the combination (Beginning with Suiton, having Yugeton implanted, and then obtaining Katon as their third element, for instance.)
Sane Sedation Technique
B-Ranked Iijutsu
Prerequisites: Putting Under Technique
Rather an alteration on an already existing jutsu than a whole new technique in itself, a medical ninja is able to use this technique to keep himself conscious and clear while sedated. S/He will be able to perform the procedures on himself, but it will be with a -2 to his/her willpower, because the user is not able to completely avoid feeling groggy while under anesthetic. If the user's willpower is above 9 when this technique is used, it will only drop by one point, as the user's ability to maintain clarity is improved to that extent. The user's strength, however, will drop by 3 while this technique is used, as control of the limbs and more precise extremities (such as the fingers) becomes more challenging. Some pain from the procedure will still go through and be felt, but it will be only a painful annoyance, not detracting from their medical capabilities. The user is able to move while under the influence of this technique, but is unable to travel. Even walking is not achievable without losing concentration and interrupting the jutsu.
*Self-Implantation
S-Ranked Iijutsu
Prerequisite: All Other Organ Transplant Archive Jutsu
Culminating all of their knowledge of the human body and medical expertise into one point, the user will be able to perform transplants on themselves, potentially giving themselves a Kekke Genkai. The user of this technique performs everything themselves or else with limited help, including pre-operational work such as reducing the body's inhibitor levels, maintaining the sedation on themselves during the procedure, monitoring their vitals, and of course, the act of implantation itself, connecting tissue to tissue and organ to body. The time this procedure takes is dependent entirely on what is being implanted, but because the doctor is impeded by being the patient, it generally takes longer than the procedure normally would when the doctor was not also the patient.