Zinan trudged over a ridge in the mountains and sighed. He was so close to the Village Hidden in the Clouds, but he was so far away. He spotted the village nearly an hour ago, but it was in the distance. His heart elevated with joy when he spotted the lofty peaks of the buildings, but now, his heart was as low as the lowest valley. Every ridge and hill that he clambered over, raised his hopes that the village would be right there. Every ridge and hill that he clambered over, crushed him in his entirety. The village got no closer, despite how many crests he crested.

Zinan's shoulders sunk with fatigue and depression. The road had been a long one. He'd been stuck in the heat, caught in the rain, and, at times, thought he was going to freeze to death in the mountains. It did not take too long for him to realize why genin were sent to other villages, alone, on "scouting" missions. It was not to gain information on the villages, but rather, it was for the Hokage to gain information on the genin of the Hidden Leaf. It was an added benefit if the ninja, themselves, gained some knowledge of themselves or the world that they lived in.

Zinan definitely learned about the world on this mission. He came to appreciate the temperate climate that Konohagakure was settled in. He had not experienced the different climates of the world, nor did he ever give the different terrains much thought as a child. He only knew the forests of Konoha and its warm, year round temperature. The bitter chill of the mountains took his breath away every morning and, as the trip stretched on, Zinan found it that much more difficult to drag himself out of his sleeping bag each morning.

He also learned a little about himself during the journey. Whenever the traveling became difficult, Zinan would find himself paused by the side of the trail. He would analyze the situation at hand and attempt to find some way to make the trip easier or to find a way to make the struggle more bearable. Early on, he discovered the way that he had packed his bag was inefficient and was causing him back pain. He rearranged the bag so that the heavier items were up near the top, so that his shoulders could better support the weight, as opposed to the bottom of his bag, where the weight of the backpack pulled him backwards and down. This sort analysis would benefit him in the field as a shinobi, but it could cause problems in combat if it forces him to hesitate and not take action.

As the genin rounded another ridge, his heart fluttered. He had finally arrived at the gates of the Village Hidden in the Clouds. Zinan could see the towering spires of the buildings, leering over the walls, which made up the village. No wonder they say this village is "hidden in the clouds," he thought, amused at the concept of such buildings being hidden by anything. His eyes drifted back down to the gate, where he noticed that it was opened just enough for a person to slip between the two doors.

Zinan stepped through the gate and stopped. It wasn't like anything he could imagined the village would be. It was not set up like the Village Hidden in the Leaves. Where did he register? Where did he let people know that he was here? Zinan didn't want to cause some international incident by him appearing in an opposing village unregistered.He looked about, wondering if anyone would help him, or even notice him.

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Life was good.The Hyuga had a giant nap, trained, had fun with a mission, and even met a few nice people over to Kumogakura no Sato.The girl took in a deep breath and exhales peacefully.Life was great to be honest.Hiro laid down on a flat surfaced rock.Gray and bumpy.Just regular, the way she liked it when she was tired.The village outskirts were quiet as always.She enjoyed being missing-nin for the time being.Sure she hadn't met many other people in the meantime but it was fun to just relax without having idiots judging her every move.She turned over facing the right.Calm.She just felt calm.It was nice.Until she got curious of what was happening in Kumo at the moment.

With a pack of her bags, Hiro got up and started walking excitedly.A few danger signs stalled her for a few moments, but the tomboy shook them off as she followed the main trail leading to the village.Her short light blue hair blew in the gentle breeze.Creating yet again another calm scene.Her eyes closed in sleep before she shook her head and walked further with even more drowsy bones.Why didn't she stay in the damn village of clouds from the start?

A tall figure stood a few meters from her seeming to attract her curiosity, why was she so curious?His hair was black and so was most of his boring outfit.She was tempted to call for him but then thought for a moment anyway.She wanted to be as mean as possible but also keep an oblivious look to herself.The girl cracked her knuckles thinking of how to word her speech.Though it wasn't common she wasn't in the best mood to want to fight at the moment.

He looked inclosed.Maybe a loner kinda like her?He also looked quite smart judging by his clothing choice.Hiro chewed at her lips.Maybe that lightning did an ordeal to her.She surely wasn't acting like usual.Maybe a curse word or two?An insult here or there?Finally, she was given a little time left to decide as the man was walking away.

'You Only Live Once!'Hiro thought."Hey you! In the black cloak who looks like a total geek! You look like a bloody asshole ya know! I know what happened to the last girl you asked on a damn date! She dumped your fucking ass!" Hiro shot towards him with great vigor.Should he reply rudely she'd growl and attempt to tackle him.Should he reply kindly she'd introduce herself as Hiro of the Hyuga clan.But with the way the rebellious girl said it she was more than sure he'll want to kill her after that.Waiting for a reaction would be fun.But now that she thought about it the likely result would be one of them leave the victor and the other a loser.This was on.

Who the hel-? What the fu-? The random outburst from a complete stranger totally caught the Leaf genin off-guard. So much so, that he was totally speechless... even mentally. What type of welcome was it, when a traveler, who potentially promised good cash, was insulted upon entering a village? Zinan knew: it was a shitty one. And to rub salt in his wound, the boy, at least he thought it was a boy, who slung those foul insults at him? Yeah, he was now sprinting at him.

He seemed slow to the Leaf ninja though; he could read his movements, even as he spun around to face him. Each foot fall seemed to be slow and he knew where he was going to end up. He was going to try and tackle him. What did Zinan do? All he wanted to do was come to this village and perform his mission. Interview some people, scout out the economy and culture of the village, eat some good food, and maybe buy a new blade. But no, some random kid wanted to ruin everything for him. Zinan would not be having the peaceful mission that he envisioned. But, now was not the time to worry about that; the kid was almost upon him.

Zinan focused chakra to the bottoms of his feet and he smirked as he felt them secure themselves to the ground below. It was a technique that was fundamental to all shinobi; the Supernatural Walking Practice. Now, no matter what the boy did, Zinan would not be easily moved from his location. He planned to have the boy finish his bull rush and let him charge right into Zinan. Zinan raised his right hand up and over his shoulder. He grasped the hilt of his tanto, but did not draw the blade.

Zinan would wait to strike the boy back. There was no need to get drawn into a fight for no reason. He did not do anything to warrant violence, but yet, here he was, about to have a slender kid slam into him. Something seemed off about the boy. He seemed to be too slight for a boy, even a young teenage boy. That was another reason as to why Zinan did not plan to hit the kid right away.

Yes, the Leaf genin was angry; his fuse was short and someone slung insults at him. The quick rise of his ire was characteristic of him; his older brother and cousins made it routine to piss him off. He had worked to control his anger, but for a complete stranger to haul off and insult him for no reason, he was going to get pissed.

If this was the welcome he got at another village, he could understand why wars broke out between shinobi villages. Zinan couldn't see a headband on the kid during the kid's fast approach, but the boy's eyes were somewhat familiar. There was something about the pale lavender eyes that seemed to pull memories forth from the back of his mind. But, now was not the time to think about that. The boy was almost at him now.

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"Who the hel-? What the fu-?"Was almost exactly what Hiro was expecting from the older ninja in front of her.Oh, this was going to be fun.The young Hyuga girl ran full speed towards the male in front of her.Sure it wasn't fast but she would make it fast.Most would expect her little shout and insult rude but to her it was exactly how she normally acted.The raven haired man would likely get a little pissed at this and that's exactly what she wanted.Zinan, of course, wouldn't stand like a sitting duck and quickly grasped the handle of his sword.

This action instantly sent Hiro into 'oh shit!' mode and she braced for some kind of cut to hurt her."If he cuts me blood will be everywhere and then he's not getting out of here alive!"Hiro mentally growled as she neared the person in front of her with slightly more speed.Out the corner of her eye, someone jumped in front of her target and gave her a threatening look.Turn that oh shit meter up a bit and you would have Hiro's exact reaction as a leg swung into her.

It hit just the joint of her jaw and stung as she was knocked off course and was flung a meter to the right.Hiro fell completely stunned.Burning dug into the left side of her body as the ground scratched into her skin.Pain rushed through her body as she twitched every now and then.Her eyes felt like they were automatically rolling around in dizziness.Hiro finally shook her head and tried to think about what just happened.One she just got kicked around like some kind of child's doll.Two she couldn't tell who the black cloaks man was and three...she...was...going...to fucking...kill the cloaked bastard!

But right now all Hiro wanted to do was lay down and relax her nausea filled body.Or so she thought until she got up and did a few hand signals.Call her crazy but she wanted to beat the crap out of whoever the hell this asshole was."Water Release: Hidden Mist Technique!Hiro yelled as a thick fog-like mist erupted from her mouth and covered the area around with mist.But she wasn't done."Byakugan!"

Though Hiro didn't study much she had trained using this Jutsu and Dojutsu and knew that those with Byakugan can see through the thick mist with brutal ease.Not, unless they had some kind of extreme level of perception she would easily defeat them.This would not go well on her record books but who would care?Not her.Hiro picked through her pouch and counted each weapon with happiness.Just enough to defeat them when it finally was needed.Maybe not the best greeting for a traveler.Or very nice for anyone to do what they did just now but it was on!

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It didn't seem like the boy was going to slow his pace. He closed the distance to Zinan and it was only then that Zinan realized that the boy who was attacking him was actually a girl. The way she dressed and looked made him initially believe that she was a boy. And now, this girl was going to collide with Zinan. Zinan was ready to defend himself to the fullest extent if needed. His knuckles, though hidden by his gloves, whitened, as his grip tightened around the hilt of his still sheathed sword. He was gauging the girl's speed and was timing her approach with his counterattack. However, all of his planning was made moot.

Another individual, wearing a cloak as black as his, lurched past the Leaf Genin and intercepted the girl that was attacking him. Zinan could hear the impact of a foot against a body; the newcomer launched his leg up and connected with the girl's head. The kick sent the girl flying through the air and away some distance. A kick like that was certain to stun the girl for a few moments. Especially since the kick seemed stronger than what Zinan could manage; it was at a faster speed as well. Zinan assumed that the girl was not a strong or fast as he was, as he was able to follow the girl's movement's with ease. If this newcomer was stronger than he was, then the newcomer definitely outclassed the girl in both strength and speed.

The newcomer turned to Zinan, a bandaged hand outstretched from his cloak. On closer inspection, Zinan could tell that the hand was empty and it was most likely offered forth in a motion of welcome and camaraderie. Zinan smiled at the man, who's eyes seemed familiar as well, and was going to clasp his hand in gratitude, when he noticed the girl struggle back to her feet. She hollered out something and the next thing Zinan knew, was that he was lost in a hazy mist. This is not good, he thought. He needed to get out of this fog. He couldn't see through it, and lost sight of the girl. It was the perfect opportunity for the girl to attack him again, even though he did nothing to the girl.

The genin remembered the area around him and, even though he could not see it, Zinan believed that he could manage to get to safety. But first, he needed an escape plan. He wove a couple of hand signs and two clones of him appeared next to Zinan. Without a word to each other, the three leaped into the air and separated.

Clone 1 jumped up into a nearby tree and drew both his tantō and a kunai knife. He held the tantō in his right hand in a normal grip, his arm bent at the elbow at a slight angle at around chest level. Clone 1 held the kunai in a reverse grip in his left hand, held out, just slightly, in front of the tantō, also at chest level. In the tree, Clone 1 was position just outside the reach of the mist, at about 20m from his original location. He watched the fog and guarded against any attack.

Clone 2 landed gently, back in the fog. He was blind to everything around him and relied on his sense of hearing to protect him. In his right hand, he held a kunai in a reverse grip, though it was relaxed and his arm hung by his waist. In his left hand, hidden in his palm, were three shuriken. This arm also hung limp by his side. It wasn't as if Clone 2 was not en guard, but rather, he was so focused on listening, that he forgot to raise his arms up in a defensive posture.

The original Zinan, landed on the side of the village's wall. He smirked to himself, pleased that he took the time to utilize the Supernatural Walking Practice. He was around 20 meters from his original location and could see Clone 1 in a nearby tree. He knew that Clone 2 was in the fog still, hopefully acting as a decoy for the girl to attack. Zinan still hand his tantō sheathed and, at this point, took his hand off of the hilt of the blade. He wanted his hands free to form seals if needed. He could feel the glands in his forearms twitch with webs. He knew that he could produce around 6 meters of his clan's unique webs. The smirk faded from his face. This was not what he expected when he came to this village. Though, it was nice that there was someone in the village that was willing to greet visitors nicely; his thoughts turned to the other cloaked individual. Zinan shook his head and returned his gaze to the mist below. He need not lose focus on this girl.

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The moment he had calculated the risks of his decision and the possible outcome of what his actions would bring, it was too late to stop the way he was moving. Not that he wanted to in the slightest. People like the apparent girl (since he realized her true gender just as his foot seemingly crashed into her jaw) irritated him to a point of no return. It wasn't that he had anger issues, no. In fact, his actions had been decided and were based off of a reasonable logic.

At least to the Uchiha teenager.

People who caused trouble for no reason were essentially that.

Trouble.

For that reason he didn't like people like that. Besides the fact that they made problems and trouble for those around them, the basis for those actions were mostly due to them being bad people. And who liked bad people? So that was why he acted the way he did. If there was one thing he could do differently in this situation, it would be to react faster and kick harder. It wasn't a characteristic that was usually thought of by the more... Pacifist Atasüke but it was necessary in this situation. It's always necessary to put an end to scum like this. People like this girl were the reason why he wanted to become strong. He wanted to become strong to protect members of his Clan from the unfounded violence of people like this girl. Although the other black cloaked man was unlikely to be a relative in any shape or form, it wouldn't be right to exclude him just because he wasn't an Uchiha.

Atasüke wasn't a lot of things, and he wasn't entirely sure where to stop to get that point across, but xenophobic wasn't on that list, not that he knew of anyway.

The girl was slow, painfully so, and the satisfaction at actually striking her so hard had resonated deep within him. Soon after Atasüke had offered his hand to the other man in greeting, there was a smile on his face and the Uchiha boy felt as if there would've been a reaction until the mist started to seep from the area and from over his shoulder he saw as it spread to and around him. At that moment, the boy that had been in front of him had disappeared in the mist, and the dark haired boy immediately began to think back to the last few moments.

After I kicked her to the floor a few meters away, the fingers on his unmoved hand had broken away from that bandaged palm of his, and the digits started to raise to count the meters that separated him and the pale eyed girl. At most, one to three. He calculated mentally as he spun on his heel and removed four of the senbon in his ninja pouch that was located on his upper thigh, hidden by the black cloak. Two in each hand, and both mirroring each other with the senbon in between his index and middle finger, along to the finger immediately to the other side of the middle finger.

Now that he was facing the last known location of the girl, he realized he was able to see a distorted form ahead of him, and he allowed his left hand to snap forwards in the general direction that he had last seen the girl and released the senbon straight to where she would've been standing, provided she hadn't moved away.

"I would ask that you don't ruin the days of others."

The words were said coldly. There was no warmth to be found in those words. They were said so softly, but loud enough so that anyone in the thick cover of the mist could hear those frozen words of his as he listened. A few moments ago he had already realized he didn't possess the eyes to see through the shroud, but he knew he possessed an eye sight that allowed him to see what was in front of him, even in this white cover.

[OOC]: Atasüke has C-Rank Perception due to the Special Characteristic Ace Eye.

As Hiro stared at Atasuke she clearly saw several sebon come straight for her.Instead of dodging Hiro raised her arms and allowed the two painful items to strike her arm.She was tempted to scream as it sunk about half an inch into her pale looking skin.She had two ideas in mind for this fight.All physical fighting with weapons or Jutsu styled fighting.But of course, she'd have to get close enough to actually hit him.So she decided on starting with ninjutsu."Can't waste chakra on stupid moves though or I'm screwed,"Hiro mentally growled as she pulled out the sebon from her skin and jumped back a few feet.

Cracking her knuckles, Hiro debated a few Jutsu when she noticed more people crowding around her.Shadow clones most likely.She could make out three exactly.Now unless the man she had made fun of earlier was a coward Hiro could easily destroy the clones and hunt him down later.More or less the distance from her and Atasuke was at least 5 meters away.Having moved a few after being attacked with sebon.Skill, speed, and efficiency were what she needed.

"I would ask that you don't ruin the days of others." A voice said quietly from a few meters ahead of the young genin."Bring it on 'ya bloody bastard!I'll fucking kill 'er damn ass!" Hiro growled loudly.Hiro did a few hand signals slowly and raised her hand up to her mouth.As if playing the trumpet.Water burst out of her mouth and she aimed it similar to something like a fire hose.Left to right slowly.That way if Atasuke did try and escape he'd be hit by it as long as he was within 12 meters of her.He'd have to move 8 meters backward to be just out of the grip of her destroying water force.

The water stopped and Hiro bent down to hold her knees in her hands.Panting hard from the abusive use of chakra.Her head faced downwards as she tried to find her lost breath as fast as humanly possible.She could take a loss for the sake of not getting killed.But she would probably be a bit grumpy at her loss to win ratio.Hiro darted her eyes to the Zinan hidden in the mist in a defensive position.With careful timing, she'd more than likely knock out one more possible option for her other opponent.

She had more than enough chakra.And more than enough general energy to at least do a large amount of irradiance before falling and officially losing.A hand went to her pouch as she prepared to attack the clone and ignore Atasuke.She pulled out a single kunai and flung it full force to the other genin.He couldn't possible see through this mist and Hiro knew it.After doing this Hiro would attempt to charge at him and fall to the floor, only to kick him in the legs and pull back her fist to punch him.And then following through with punches and kicks until he or it gave up.

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The original Zinan stood on the side of the Village's wall. The battlefield, in relation to his perspective, was above him. The bushy headed Leaf ninja lifted his head up and looked around the misty combat zone. He could still see Clone 1 perched on a branch in a tree; the clone managed to escape the obscuring fog. Zinan looked about for Clone 2, only to remember the clone landing back in the fog. Good, he thought, He'll act as a distraction.

The mist swirled around Clone 2, still disturbed from his footfalls and the gentle impact of his landing. He had his eyes shut; they were no good in the mist any way. His head was cocked slightly to the right and his ears searched for any unusual sound. He heard a male voice creep through the haze. It was clear that the other guy wasn't speaking to him, but it did give Clone 2 a better understanding of the location of all the players on the field. Shortly after the man spoke, he heard a feminine voice peal out through the mist. Clone 2, Clone 1, or even Zinan, did not know what caused the girl to get so pissed off to start a fight, but all three of them were tired of it. The girl continued to threaten people that she did not know. It pissed off Clone 2 to the point that he was going to solve the issue at hand. He heard the girl yell out about killing someone and he didn't wait for her to act. He flashed a couple of hand seals and an insubstantial clone of him appeared. It was a simple Doppelganger Technique, just an image in space. There was no physical body to the new clone. Just as the doppelganger clone appeared, Clone 2 launched himself skyward with all his force. He appeared above the mist and launched his kunai and shuriken towards the ground. Only those who were paying attention and could actually had the perception to see it, could spot the faint glimmer of an iron wire that connected the three shuriken and the kunai. The four weapons landed in a triangle formation, embedded in the ground. The three shuriken formed the points of the triangle and the kunai stuck out of the ground in the center. Two shuriken were sixteen feet away from the kunai and the third was eighteen feet away. The longer branch of the triangle was pointing towards the original Zinan. The iron wire was threaded through all four weapons. The doppelganger clone remained in the same location, just a foot away from the kunai.

Clone 1 snapped his head skyward when Clone 2 leaped out of the fog and threw his weapons. It was a signal to Clone 1 and the original Zinan. Clone 1 smirked with violent intent. He flipped his tantō into a reverse grip and stabbed it into the branch he stood upon. With his free hand, he reached into his weapons pouch and pooled out a spool of iron wire. With careful fingers, he tied the wire through the loop of the kunai and the hole of a single shuriken. When the wire was secured on the two weapons, he pulled his tantō out of the branch and sheathed it. Clone 2 jumped into the air and out above the mist. He moved, midair, 15 meters back towards his original location. Mid-flight, he flung his kunai, point down at the ground, and the shuriken at a location that was 15 meters away. Both weapons impacted the ground and the iron wire overlaid the longer branch of the triangle of wire set by Clone 2, bringing the wire even closer to the original Zinan.

Zinan watched as both of his clones launched themselves airborne. It was a technique that he had practiced for hours upon hours and, for the first time, he was using it in a real combat situation. A self made bukijutsu technique that utilized the weapons and tools that Zinan was most familiar with and combined them with ninjutsu that the genin had practiced with intensely. He called it the Grass Spider Trap. The fact that substantial clones also clone weapons was a very important aspect of this technique and jutsu. Without it, this technique would fail. If any of the Web Clones dissipated, this technique would fail; their weapons would disappear with them. That is why the clones leaped into the air. Most of Zinan's opponents are not skilled enough to strike or chase airborne opponents. He watched as Clone 1's kunai embedded into the ground, just outside the roiling haze of the Hidden Mist Technique, and jumped to the ground. His hands flashed a few more seals before his feet hit the ground. He landed with a gentle thud on soft knees and grasped the kunai that stuck out of the ground. He released his chakra through the weapon and down the wire. Electricity sparked down the line and split through the three branches of the wire. This was the linchpin of the Grass Spider Trap; the Lightning Release: Lightning Conduction.

If the girl attempted to attack Clone 2, which was now replaced by the doppelganger clone, she would come in contact with the wire and, if left unprotected or unprepared, she'd be hit with the lightning attack. The only concern that Zinan had was that the jutsu would not reach all the way to the end of the wire. There were a few feet of the trap that remained un-electrified. If the girl came in from one of those sides, or through the gap in the wires, she'd dodge the entirety of the attack. That was the weakness of this jutsu. The target had to come in contact with the electrified portion of the wire. However, due to the girl's water-based jutsu, though unbeknownst to Zinan, the effectiveness of the jutsu is increased. The electricity would spread through the water on the ground and the range of its attack, should, increase.

The doppelganger clone was struck by the girl, though her hands and feet passed through his body. With a soft poof, the doppelganger clone dissipated, and the girl was left alone in the mist, temporarily. Once the two clones landed, she'd have two blind opponents in the mist with her. Zinan did not know where the other ninja went. He felt the glands on his arms twitch again; another three meters of Webs of Woven Glass waited to be used, for a total of nine meters.

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Water.Sure Hiro feared it and couldn't swim.But it was her element and she was going to die with that element.As she saw her fire previously extinguish her opponent's flame she knew she would have him by the throat soon enough.Katon user again a suiton user?Ha.What a laugh.Unless one of them were a Raiton user she'd be perfectly fine.But that was the problem she never would've guessed the pair both used the electric element.And with Hiro using sution she'd be electrified like an electric eel does to predators.Even as Hiro searched for her next clone she was oblivious to what was to happen next.

She looked upwards as she saw two...clones jump into the air and move out of her ideal sight.She looked around.Trying to yet again spot Atasuke.He as well much too far from her ideal range of sight.Did she look around until she finally spotted another clone?Hiro had it summed up.She had to figure out the needed math for this.Hiro closed her eyes and tried to think about her strategy.She wasn't much of a planner, so it became increasingly difficult to analyse everything she tried to think of.

Thinking.Being stuck in an endless void of thoughts.Those with creativity would be able to analyse and comprehend a situation at hand.Those lacking it would never truly figure out what was going on until it was revealed to them.Hiro knew she couldn't be oblivious.So she tried to think creatively.It wasn't easy but she had one thing in mind.Dodge everything you can.She had four shots to attack them and win.Unless...she had an idea.Of course, she had to maintain a distance from everything but she had this.

Hiro did a few hand signals slowly, as not to mess up,  and looked next to her to see three other clones.She charged at the only other Zinan and stopped a small distance from him.Clone one gave a small gulp before charging at him and tackling(As well as dispersing in the process) it.To her surprise, it stayed there.She swept up a kunai and flung it.Getting a small poof sound from the clone.What was that for?But something was every so slightly different about this clone.It had poofed but unlike the first clone didn't seem to have the same touch to it.Hiro couldn't tell what it was but shook it off before swinging her left and right to find her opponents.

Hiro dispersed her clones and began to investigate what had happened to the other clone.This fight was getting boring.She'd prefer if it was an all Taijutsu fight and not a cowardly Ninjutsu fight.At least with Taijutsu you alway knew where your opponent was.Suddenly Hiro's hand met a burning pain.She found herself unable to move as electricity shot up through her small body.Her body felt like it was thoroughly burning to small pieces.Unlike a cut, this stung and sunk into her skin.

Unable to take the unbearable pain Hiro fell onto her face.Shuddering as her clones disappeared.She pulled her arm close and tried to erase any bits of pain from her mind.Tears teasing to be released.The pain was barely bearable.Pain.Pain.All she could feel was fucking brutal pain.She wasn't willing to give in, however.Hiro raised to her knees and kept her arm close.She would have to heal that later.But the fight wasn't over until one of them ran out of chakra.And Hiro wasn't even close to done at the moment.

With her right hand out Hiro was down to three weapons and one arm left.She had to hang in there.She just had to.If she tried she would win and wouldn't have to worry about them asking for another fight for a log time.She felt slightly distracted, however.Just by knowing she was hurt was enough to send her into pain.Hiro got up shakily.She could do this one arm or not.

Win or lose.She would be a good sport about winning.After she teased you about how she was so much better.Then she'd probably respect you more and more depending how close you got to winning.Everyone had a somewhat close chance of winning if stood against each other.It was process and training that differed everybody from things.Those who trained hard were more likely to win.

Those who never trained were more than likely to flat out lose.Even when giving that fight their all.Fights had a process that Hiro didn't and would never really understand with where she was going.Planning, Analysing,execution,and trying."B-bring it,"Hiro groaned in pain.

Word count: 830 (Sorry I didn't double it like promised)

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OOC: From what I'm getting the mist is disappearing now so take your shots at Hiro while you can.

The mist started to shift. It wasn't dispersing, but it was shifting just a little. Zinan was able to see deeper into the watery fog than he was before. This is good, he thought. Now the fun began. Zinan let up on his jutsu, letting the electrically charged chakra end and, thus, ending the torment of the girl. He had to have broken her will to fight now. But, he was wrong. Zinan could hear a grunt and the girl's muttered words of defiance. Couldn't the girl see that she was outclassed? It doesn't matter what sort of fancy jutsu one can use, if they did not possess the intellect or physical prowess to defeat their opponent, they will fail at their endeavor. He shook his head at the girl's words. Things were not going to end well for one of the three; judging by the events so far, Zinan would place his bets on the girl losing this fight.

Clones 1 and 2 landed in the shifting haze of the mist jutsu, within in feet of each other. They looked at each other and nodded, before hearing the antagonist's grunts. She was giving her location away; whether or not she intended to was a different story. However, they were clones and they knew that they'd be safe from any actual harm. Clone 1 nodded to Clone 2 before disappearing in a poof of smoke. He dispersed, as well as his three shuriken, the kunai, and the fifty feet of wire that was cloned with him.

Clone 2 smiled as his identical counterpart willingly ended his existence in the physical realm. He looked about before dispersing with a soft poof as well. Another three shuriken, a kunai knife, and another fifty feet of iron wire disappeared with Clone 2.

Zinan shuddered. When his two clones ceased to exist willingly, he regained some of the chakra that was lost when he created the two. The situation looked good to him. The girl, who he did not know and who had attacked him out of the blue, had already received a major blow from the other ninja. Frankly, Zinan was surprised that she got up from the hit, as the kick was much stronger than she seemed to be. And now, on top of that, the girl had been electrocuted by a combination of her folly of a suiton jutsu and Zinan's prowess with raiton. It was another something that Zinan did not find realistic that she stood back up from. But, according to her words that drifted out of the mist, she was till raring to go.

Zinan raised both of his arms at the shoulder and held them level to the ground. He held his hands up, palms out to the front, with fingers splayed. His loose sleeve cloak dangled some and hung still from the lack of wind. He focused on his web glands and pooled chakra just under the surface of the skin. He pivoted his body towards the sound of Hiroyuki's voice and stopped when his raised hands were pointing towards the most recent sound of the girl's voice. He pushed the chakra out of the glands and changed its form to match that of the webs his body produces. However, it came in the form of 8 senbon-like pieces of web. The bushy headed teenager muttered, "Razor Web Senbon Jutsu!" The eight pieces of razor sharp, hardened web launched from his arms and spread out in the air. He wasn't going to let the girl get away; at least one of the senbon was going to strike the girl. If he lucky, he'd hit the girl with two or more senbon, but he doubted that it could be done. The senbon flew through the air at 15m/s closing the distance to the source of the sound in just two seconds.

Zinan would then withdraw towards the wall until his back lightly brushed it. He wanted to open up some of the distance between himself and the girl, and himself and the mist. By being as far back as possible from the hidden mist jutsu, it gave him more time to spot an attacker once they left the hazy protection of the suiton fog. He felt a line of sweat roll down the left side of his face and raised his hand to wipe it off. It surprised him that he was sweating from this effort; maybe he had used too much chakra in this fight. He was breathing heavily and felt drained as well. One thing that was very active on him was his web glands, which twitched with another three meters of web, for a total of twelve meters of his clan's web. With weary eyes, he scanned the moving mist for any attacker.

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100/150 Chakra; Received 21 Chakra from Clones 1&2:

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WC: 814
Total WC: 3904

Sadly closing thread due my my own inactivity and interest in my main and other alt....I'm going to fight you two again one day...bet on it

After the Leaf genin fired off his clan’s senbon jutsu, he continued to scan the mist. Unseen to him, the other male spoke to him. He was telling Zinan to leave, to stop fighting and to carry on with his day. Zinan was carrying on with his day, until someone attacked him. What a great first impression he got of this village. He smirked slightly. Maybe his village was, indeed, superior to the others. All the efforts that Konoha made to encourage peace and unity among the villages, yet here he was, getting attacked on a friendly visit.

Zinan shook his head. Maybe he will leave. He was never one to continue a fight when it was unneeded. His mission was simply to come to this village and scout it out. This was supposed to be an easy trip. He could get into a fight to test out the shinobi of the other village, which he did. He was not to kill anyone or do anything illegal. Defending himself was not illegal, was it? And why was he attacked to begin with? It make any sense to him.

He decided on his course of action. Zinan would heed the words of the other shinobi. He’d leave and head home. It was unfortunate that a trip that the Kumonosu was so excited for ended on a sour note. He shrugged and transferred his chakra to his feet. Zinan launched into the air and landed with his feet on the wall. He started to jog up the wall and paused on the top. He looked over the village one more time. The village in the clouds really is a pretty village, he thought, wistfully.

The thought occurred to him that maybe the girl who attacked him was not a part of this village. Maybe she was a visitor or a spy. Maybe she had infiltrated this village with malicious intent. Or maybe she was scouting out this village like he was. No matter the real reason, her presence, and the fight, will be required to be in the report. More paperwork for me, he thought with a scowl. All he wanted to do was read. His thoughts wandered back to when he got this mission. He was hiding in the forest near his home outside of Konoha, quietly reading a scroll in private. He longed to do that again.

With a soft sigh and a toss of his shaggy hair, Zinan dropped down the other side of the wall and ran back down the road. He mused to himself. One day he'd be back. One day he'd see the Village Hidden in the Clouds without being attacked. But, that was not today, that was not this time. It was time to go home, time to go back to Konoha.

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WC: 471
Total WC: 4375
D-Rank Requirement: 600 Words
Remaining for Training: 3775 Words

Strength: D-0 > D-1 = 325 Words
Speed: D-1 > D-3 = 1375 Words
Perception: D-1 > D-3 = 1375 Words
Endurance: D-0 > D-1 = 325 Words
Reaction Time: D-0 > D-1 = 325 Words
Total Words Used: 3725
Remaining: 50 Words