[Training] Razor and Blood

[Das Kirb]

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Neko Raza (novice)
D-rank Ninjutsu
This is a variant of the wire control tech and is done very similarly. Naka does a single hand seal and then is able to take basic control of a single metallic wire of up to forty feet in length. This wire is only able to do simple motions such as up down and to the sides.

Naka stood with her hands in her pockets amongst a storm of several spools of wire. These wires where not like the wire she was used to manipulating; though. These wires were much more deadly. Made from steel and sharpened on all edges. They called this razor wire, and it would be the perfect thing to use for her new found ability from this monster she now owned.

Her hands reached down as she began to fondle the wires. She moved the edges over her hands over and over, making them change various shapes to her will. But this was not the point to being here. Slowly she funneled small amounts of chakra through the wires, trying to make them move. Unfortunate to her they made absolutely no attempt to move. A coy grin crossed her face as she nicked her finger on an edge. ”This should be fun.”

Naka’s hand went to one end of the wire and she began to move the heavy spool, tilting it over and sending it rolling. Naka wanted to have a lot of it ready to use when she needs it. The yard she was in was massive and abandoned. Rieha was at the house, healing from a recent mission, and she had all day to simply wait here and try to move these things on her own accord. All the time she had music in the background, playing to keep her from getting distracted at the slightest thing.

Naka did a few handsigns that she had used to make normal wires move at her whim. It wouldn’t surprise her if this had absolutely no effect on these wires but it would make her think a little more. Her hands reached down to come into contact with the wires on the ground, they made small jerks but nothing substantial. This was enough to cause a sly grin to pierce her face ”Interesting.”

Naka began to think to herself for some time, trying to figure out what was going on with these wires. She tried a massive array of different thing to make the things move to her perfect control but so far nothing had worked. Naka had sliced her arms and hands wide open several times before she finally put the things down and wrapped them in some loose cloth. Her shirt looked like a tattered rag more than a cloth shirt now as she ripped piece after piece from it to wrap her bleeding hands. The sting made her grimace a little but her mind was in other places.

With a determination that exceeded even the gods of old she went back to the wires and began again, slitting her hands several hundred more times. By the time she had achieved anything more than a single little sputtering motion from the cloth she had no hands to speak of, they had been turned into mince meat in looks. All that seemed to hold them together now was a simple criss-crossing of random bandages. Her arms were blood that flesh and her shirt held absolutely nothing in resemblance to what it once was. Now it looked more like she had taken a bunch of rags and just put them on, with red gashes all over her sides and stomach. The backlash from trying to actually control these wires instead of only causing them to lash back and cut was more painful that she would have thought. Persistence was paying off though. Each lash, each cut, each gashing wound brought her closer to having mastery over these wires. In the end, she was gaining more of a weapon than even she would have originally imagined.

Hands bleeding, stomach slit and gashed, arms torn, and a spool of wire in her dripping hands Naka walks away having mastered a new art. This was about the only thing she came here to do and now she went home to get patched up and start getting ready for the next session of training. Her hands bleed bad and she grunted as the spool rubbed them rawer. The only thing carrying her home right now was satisfaction.

[Das Kirb]

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+1 genjutsu

Naka stood across from what she knew was going to be a nightmare of a time. This was a training that Reiha had asked Naka to go through because of her obvious lack in the arts already. On a recent mission Naka had been put through hell and back from a user of this damn style before they finally brought him back. She wasn’t happy about what was going to happen, mainly because she thought this was going to be boring as it came. After all, what could an illusion do that the real thing couldn’t do already? Oh she was wrong.

The man that stood across from her was already trapping her in a massive genjutsu. It was a long set up but the base effect was more than worth what he needed. Naka entered the room in a bit of a pout and sat in the chair that was immediately offered to her before she finally spoke. ”Reiha sent me to you, said I needed to work on my genjutsu.” She made the ultimate mistake next. She looked directly into his eyes and spoke the words he was most expecting from her. ”Can we make it interesting?”

The instant that she spoke those words and locked eyes with the strange black garbed man she was transported to another place. Every small detail of this place was like a haven for light. It hurt her eyes to even look through the bright heavens. ”Naka Moshi, holder of the seal binding Reiha Amaya and daughter of a carpenter and artist. I’m surprised you would consider this art uninteresting.”

The man suddenly shifted the entire world around her as she watched heaven turn to fiery hell. Naka’s eyes went wide as the magma she sat in enveloped her. Her mind was quickly wrapping around what this actually was and knew that she wasn’t in any real danger. The sheer mass effect on her was apparent though. Her brow sweat and her hands clenched as she took in the world around her. Finally a deadly smile came across her face. ”Interesting.”

He had caught her attention and now she would be wanting to take more of it in, learn everything she could. Reiha had told this man more than enough to get him ready to handle Naka. He knew every minor detail about her, well; almost everything. ”That was faster and easier than I thought it would be. Now we can let the fun begin.” He altered the world they were in once more to gain the fullest attention from Naka. They sat in a stone cavern with a massive petrified forest. ”Now the test begins. I have taken Reiha and she is within this building. She is in no real danger but you must find her through the illusion. If you fail, you will not see her until you do.”

Naka’s ears perked up and her entire form tensed. She had come unarmed into this but now wished she had come with at least her gloves. She would take this man’s throat in her wires and get Reiha back now. The only thing that calmed her mind was Reiha’s face coming into her mind. ”You need to take control of this weakness. If you’re easily controlled through genjutsu you’re not going to last. I’ll be your weapon but you need to make a shield.” Naka’s nails dug into her hands as she regained control of herself. ”Okay Reiha, for you.”

Naka got to her feet and looked the man in the eyes, her own slightly slit pupils growing narrow and cold. It was clear she was pissed but was only biting it back. ”I’ll hunt her down but know this, most people that touch my property. . . die.” The man only smiled. He knew about her emotional states too. She was motivated and ready now. And Reiha was near to help push her that much further over the edge. In fact, she was indeed within the building.

Reiha stepped from behind a door to peer around at Naka and her trainer. She gave a nod at him before returning back to whence she came. It hurt her to have to do this to Naka but she really needed the help.

Naka began to search, letting her fear for Reiha drive her forward in this shadows of the labyrinth. Her sight couldn’t even pierce this veil of shadows as it blinded her from everything. She walked through the massive dojo of the man’s training room as it altered and shifted anyway. Nothing but the simple feel of this pace was allowing her to even move. When Naka looked down she was walking on pure magma but the heat and pain that should come never existed.

Finally she stopped; even if she found Reiha in this place she had absolutely no chance of knowing it was her. This enite thing was nothing but an illusion and she was walking in the dark. Several hours of walking and searching proved pointless. Naka began to concentrate, trying to get rid of the illusion all together. In the end she failed to even do that. Almost on cue Reiha’s voice pierced through the shadow. A shattering scream came through as Naka heard Reiha’s death throw. Instantly she bucked, relinquishing all thought.

Reiha had made the scream to get Naka to tap into what made her deadly, her sadistic tendencies. Anger would drive those into an overdrive state. And it did, the next thing Reiha heard brought sheer fear into her heart.

Naka looked into the shadows as she brought her hand up. ”God damn it Reiha where the fuck are you!?!” She grabbed hold of her own hand and began to twist and contort it, listening to the snapping sounds. Her wrist finally snapped, completely rending the tendons and breaking three of the bones in her hand. A loud, ear splitting scream filled the room as the illusion faded into the dojo. Naka’s opened in pain as she looked without the illusion. ”REIHA!!!” Her scream was demanding and Reiha came to it instantly. Her wielder was in pain and needed someone to help her now.

Reiha came from behind the door and looked Naka in the eyes. ”I’m here.”

Naka spun around and looked for Reiha through the tears that forced themselves into her eyes. She saw her weapon standing not far from her. Naka’s rage subsided as she simply walked over and fell into her arms. ”Gods damn you Reiha, There’s your damn training. Can we please go home?”

Reiha held Naka in her arms for a moment, cradling her hand. ”Yeah, let’s go home.”