Waking up only mere days later the eyes of Burittsu seemed to be the only thing that did not bring him pain without even moving a toe or arm his whole body instantly introduced him to pain. Giving only a growl of pain he indeed was afraid to move but he had no choice the pain would be gone soon forcing his body to roll over upon his stomach as he pushed up with his palms. In a pushup position he only groaned louder due to the pain. Crawling toward the wall he forced his way up to stand as he leaned back upon the wall looking down upon his legs which seemed normal enough. Placing his hand upon his stomach gave the male a story of great pain which he could not hold out any longer giving a loud scream of pain which would be heard echoing through the walls. As he slid back down to the floor only gazing upon what seemed to be a cell door Burittsu only concern was how long has he been down here and if his sensei was still alive or not.

“Wolfgang..Did they kill you..?”

Giving a sigh as he held his waist he only had one concern what did they do to cause such hatred to them his fist curled in anger as his eyes glimmered with nothing but revenge. He was too weak to do anything and he knows it his training itself was not complete and his only escape was his teacher which was hidden from his view. Burittsu only had to depend upon himself but as his stomach began to talk itself he only wondered when he would get a meal inside of him to regain some strength. Swallowing his spit as his mouth itself was dry enough Burittsu only began to process how easily they were defeated only leaving a bad taste in his mouth. As he sat in the cell waiting for a sign any sign was good to the male at this point.

“Revenge..”

WC: 340

Three days have passed since Burittsu awoken from his sleep his body itself was about decent not fully one hundred percent to set out but good enough for the male to train his body and keep his body in top shape for whatever plan they had for him. Upon the surface of his stomach region deep scars could easily be felt upon with a single Burittsu himself has gained most of his energy back due to the schedule meals that have been brought to him. Saving each meal he had until the end of his day eating and saving for the night keeping them preserved with his chakra so they would not spoil. As the bed of each cell only consisted something soft like bed with a pillow no blanket it really allowed Burittsu to think about what would become of himself and his sensei placing both palms upon the floor of the cell the male himself began to work out. Putting in the work Burittsu was ready to leave the trapped box and slaughter everyone inside until he has found what he needs to complete his training. With a bend of his arms outwards then inwards his mind only continued to race as he came to a full stop sitting down upon the floor. His legs folded in a criss cross position as his palms met together.

“I will train from within this prison.”


Closing his eyes as he began to meditate Burittsu remained in that state from some time without moving he focused upon his chakra pool as he began to balance out what was what inside of him.

WC: 271

A full day has passed since Burittsu entered the state to resume his training he continued to pour into his chakra pool making making it easier for the shinobi to gather chakra when needed instead of taking time. Recalling his training with Wolfgang before the capture it was simple in fact now that he had time to think about it by now due to the heat of the cell as his palms began to sweat. Placing both of them upon the floor of his cell Burittsu concentrated entirely upon the sweat as it slowly but surely transformed from a liquid to a sheet of ice upon the cell’s floor. Indeed he was learning but this would take more time than he desired but learning the Kekkei Genkai ability of his clan came to him rather quickly but also most difficult. Lifting his palms from the floor he left two large handprints each made of ice as he gave off a snicker. Leaning over to his bed as he pulled out a plate from underneath it containing food he saved up he quickly went for a piece of bread and sat right back up devouring it in mere minutes.

“I’ll master this..and become the best just you wait sensei.”

Placing his palms once more together Burittsu remained motionless as he gathered upon more chakra as he continued to fill up his chakra pool. Giving a slight grin as his eyes open once more slapping his palm upon the floor of the cell a large circular sheet of ice spread around his hand. Wider and larger spreading out further than his previous handprints giving a pant and taking a deep breath. He placed his palms once more and returned back to meditating with a slight grin upon his face the male was compelled to continue his training.

“Mhmm.”

WC:307

“Keep Meditating like that and you’ll be worn out Burittsu..”

The voice creeped into the head of Burittsu as he was meditating it had been hours since he entered focusing upon his chakra pool remaining motionless as time passed. The guards themselves seemed almost worried due to the fact Burittsu did not move a single inch. The voice itself by now was familiar to the shinobi the sound of his parents once again visiting his subconcussion. From within all Burittsu saw was a blue stream that represented his chakra stream as it funneled throughout his body but all that quickly changed as the blue stream dispersed into particles. The scenery grew into what seemed to be a sea of white as dead trees surrounded the land with mountains bathing the background it was cold as the breath of Burittsu could easily be seen. The shinobi himself stood motionless unable to control his body or even take a step forward as if he was constricted the sounds of footsteps made its way into the hearing of Burittsu causing him to quickly gaze around with his eyes.

“Who is there!?”

Burittsu quickly felt the ice cold touch of the air crawling down his back as he quickly felt a pressure of two hands upon his shoulders one on his left and the other on his right. Two figures stood behind him each wearing a white cloak that covered their face only thing revealing from the cloak is their mouth. Burittsu slammed his eyes shut trying to wake himself from his meditation which that seemed most likely impossible. The firm grip upon his left side was indeed applied with force as for the right side the grip could barely be felt his conclusion could be true his father upon his left and his mother upon his right.

“Burittsu..continue to pursue your ways. If your master dies avenge his death give them Revenge!”

Hearing this only widen the eyes of Burittsu as he indeed realize where he gained his dark humor and mindset from he only wished to see the faces of his of parents as tears rolled down the cheeks of the shinobi. He only thought about how his parents only appeared when it was need to give him a boost of morale. Inside of himself he was happy but also depressed how he could never fully contact his parents when he needed too the most as his body quickly was released he fell to his knees in the snow. With a turn of his head behind him to get a glimpse of figures Burittsu was introduced to darkness returning back to his prison cell the tears continued to roll down the shinobi’s face. Hitting the floor of the cell as he gazed towards his bed and seemed to take the words of his parents to heart getting up from the floor and rolling right into bed closing his eyes as only a yawn escaped his mouth as sleep quickly took over afterwards.

WC: 501

Waking up in the afternoon Burittsu gave a yawn as it seemed he missed breakfast but the guards were kind enough to leave out lunch for the male. A plate with bread and a bowl of water with a cup of water on the tray his other plate was gone as it seemed the food he saved up. Getting out of bed he felt weak as he sat down upon the floor enjoying the bowl of rice and bread as he downed the food in a mere matter of minutes. The water itself filled the male up as the rice and bread quickly took over in his stomach as he sat down in the position without moving. As he gave a deep breath the male stood up punching upon the wall for about twenty minutes straight. Than he proceeded to lay on the floor and curl up his legs and upper body starting to do sit ups working out his core.

“Train.”

Quickly jumping upon his feet he returned back to the wall and began to inflict multiple combos upon it giving him a slight taste of pain. As he threw fist and elbows upon the wall at first leaving only scratches upon him as the wall was soon covered in droplets of blood. He kept at this type of training until the knuckles upon his fist went numb and his elbows felt dead to the point he could not even move his arms. The boy seeked the strength he needed to break free from this prison and save his sensei he was prepared for outcome of never being set free. With a bat of his eyes he rapidly slammed his head into the wall multiple times until coming to a stop as blood began to pour down his face dripping off his chin and clashing with the floor. Giving a sigh Burittsu sat upon the floor taking in a deep breath and releasing it as his breath appeared in front of the male. The cold air was easily felt in such a hot room after all the movement he did this surprised him as he knew meditation upon his chakra and the mixing of nature would eventually work out in his favor.

“I’m slowly getting it Sensei..”

As the blood made its way down the face of Burittsu a grin only appeared in the path of the blood as it rolled over his lips and touched his teeth giving them a stain of the blood. In a fierce clap of his hands he returned back to his state of Meditation as he once more began to mix the wind and water type nature’s in a good attempt to form his Kekkei Genkai. As he took a breath in once more and expelled it out his system feeling the cold air touch his hands. He sat in that one position breathing out the cold air until his body could adjust to the amount of chakra that would be needed for the Kekkei Genkai. Giving a chuckle what seemed to be a cloud of cold air escaped into the cell as it only appeared to be a large vapor cloud Burittsu simply continued to chuckle until coming to a stop then began to return to meditation.

WC: 545

Waking up four days later from his deep meditation Burittsu’s eyes opened widely as the dried up blood on his face began to crack as the movement of the skin began to destroy it from underneath. Looking upon his side was the normal dinner of bread, bowl of rice and water bowing to the meal he was honored in fact that they even recalled to feed the man. Taking a bite of the bread and a large gulp of the rice it was pleasing to his stomach as he had no regrets in what his next actions. Finishing the meal he simply sipped on the water slowly so he allowed his body time to catch up with the food that was rapidly stuffed down his throat. It was dark as the sound of crickets made its way from the outside world into the cells of each prisoner he doubted that the guards themselves would all be up probably only one or two and they would be guarding the main entrance or maybe patrolling making things a lot easier for the young shinobi. Taking a deep breath as he only he only heard the footsteps of someone coming towards his cell it was not hard in fact as he made his way to the door and met eye to eye with one of the guards. Giving a grin Burittsu locked eye contact with the male as he swiftly formed one hand sign as in a response a cloud of thick mist quickly covered the cell and the guard who happened to not be so lucky that faithful night. Placing his hand over the mouth of the guard he quickly wrapped his forearm around the neck of the male in one pull back quickly knocking out the guard and putting him to sleep. Feeling the saliva pour out of the guards mouth he quickly released his grip grabbing the keys off the guard as he silently let himself out. Dragging the body of the guard back into the cell he quickly removed the clothing of the male and threw it on top of his as he pursued to leave the cell and lock the door quietly behind him.

“Time to go.”

Quickly looking around it had seem the other guards were nowhere to be found for now as he continued to walk down the corridor he was only greeted by a metal door which he seemed to be quickly interested in. Opening the door he was introduced to nothing but a flight of stairs which he quickly darted up upon his legs themselves felt light as a feather due to the fact they haven’t had much breathing room trapped in that cell. Coming to a stop upon the top it only seemed to be another metal door in his way with a peep hole looking through the hole Burittsu was met with two guards upon the outside it had seem for his escape to go without any trouble and to also allow him to make it back home without any reason for the guards to chase him he would continue to knock each one out until his freedom was met. Giving a sigh he once more formed one hand sign as the thick white mist returned seeping from underneath the door from the outside the guards would think it would be smoke and from that point on they would think the prison itself caught fire. Remaining motionless in the mist as it continued to spread out Burittsu didn’t move or make a sound as both of the guards bumped him slightly his body quickly leaped forward escaping the mist and into the outside world leaving the guards to think they bumped each other.

Swiftly closing the door Burittsu’s body quickly vanished leaving behind the clothing of the guard he took down earlier running and darting through the village from above the rooftops staying hidden in the shadow he only had one purpose. Climbing to the highest building he could he saw the village itself as he saw his next destination the village gates without hesitation his body itself quickly dispersed across the building tops quietly. He neared his destination quickly as it seemed the village gates themselves were closing rather slowly but he could not take no chance before he permanently returns back to the prison quickly leaping off the roof tops Burittsu leapt into an ally that made its way out to the gate of the village. As the sound of laughter from adults in the bars and restaurants began to grow louder it was his time to escape. Quickly timing it as the gate was near its last inch or two Burittsu’s body quickly leapt through having the gate almost catch his foot. Gathering himself upon the ground he quickly looked up as the moonlit night shined down upon this shinobi the male quickly ran down the path towards the border of the nation.

WC: 824
*Exit Thread*

Total WC: 2,788
WC Spent: 2,250
*Training: Strength E > E3
Speed E > D
Endurance E > D
Perception E
Reaction Time E > D