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It was late that morning when Misao caught up with the group of genin that had not dropped out. She had spent hours that morning checking what little equipment she had and preparing mentally for what was about to come. She didn't know what she was in for but that was nothing new as the last two trials she had been through waited until the last second to tell the genin what was going on. This in itself was enough to annoy her as she liked to know what was going to happen in advance to be able to plan againced whatever was in store for her. "Hi!" She called, hurrying up to where the group was. "So what are we doing today? will we be working together? where are we headed?" The Proctor chuckled at the endless stream of questions from the pink haired girl. "There'll be enough time for that later kid, well I could say that but that would be lying, although it is kinda cute for a lowly genin to think she can find out whats going on before the rest of the brats here!" The Procter burst out laughing in a sort of high pitched voice. Misao knew she just hated the woman for that. As they neared a giant dome they heard a roar and Misao flinched. 'That came from inside the dome.' She noted. The metal door in front slid aside to reveal an arena with a cage surrounding it. The buildings lights focused on it. The Genin crowded together pushing closer to the arena, one genin let out a cry and the proctor laughed in delight. "Pissing our pants? it's gonna be pee pee pants city here real soon!" The proctor cackled Misao wasn't even sure if the proctor was really human or just liked terrorizing people. A giant clock was on the wall with one minute on the timer, The proctor turned an evil smile on her face.

The proctor turned to what looked to be a giant freezer and pulled out some kind of meat before throwing it inside the opening in the cage then sealed the door. A few seconds later a Giant storm tiger barreled out of an opening in the wall and in a show of force voraciously ate the hunk of meat before returning to the hole in the cage again. The proctor turned an even wider smile on her face. "In case you haven't caught on, You will be entertaining our resident storm tiger. If anyone wants out now is the time!" She all but sang. A few genin immediately took the opportunity and ran out the door terrified of the thought of going even near the tiger, Misao almost was one of them but she stood still. The proctor laughed that sickeningly sweet laugh of hers. "Its funny how a little holy shit somebody is gonna die lights a fire under everyone's ass!" After she had calmed down from making fun of the genin who understandably was reeking of fear she pointed to a random genin from kuni "You in the cage now, Survive for one minute." The genin paled and walked forward kunai in hand before the cage was shut behind him and the tiger came out. Seconds seemed like hours and the proctor seemed to enjoy every brutal second of it. After a few close calls the genin trapped with the tiger got blindsided and a sickening crack was heard. Misao looked away not wanting to see what had happen. "Hey kids, wanna see a dead body?" The proctor joked around and Misao thought she was going to be sick. She wanted the proctor to shut up if only for a moment. She picked another unlucky genin and he gulped as he was sealed inside the cage and the timer reset. Before the tiger came out the proctor all of a sudden looked as if she had became sober. The obnoxious facade had faded, even if only for a little wile. "Its the nature of being a shinobi. Until you defeat what cowers you, you cannot truly be yourself. But to do that, you must break the shackles holding you down. Just as I did, Just as everyone of the shinobi before you did. We have all gone through the crippling fear you are experiencing!" As much as Misao despised the woman, she was right. Misao didn't know what traumatic experience led to the proctors mental swings but she didn't have time to think about that at the moment. The genin had went in, and had actually survived the whole minute but at a cost. His arm was gone. Even if he advanced, how could he fight with one arm? She didn't have time to dwell on it as no sooner had he been carried out did the proctor point at her. "In ya go pinky!"

The door to the cage sealed behind her and before the tiger came out she spotted out one of the rocks around her size and prepared her special Kawarimi. She knew it was not a matter of if but a matter of when that the tiger would hit her and she wanted to make that when counted.

WC 914

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'Ok, here is what I know, the tiger is faster then me, stronger then me, and wants to eat me. The only way I can hope to survive for a minute is if I force the tiger to use the pace I set,
not the other way around otherwise im dead.' She thought as the tiger had yet to come out, She maybe had a few second to plan before her probable death. As soon as she seen the glow of the tigers eyes emerge from the adjoining cage into her cage she used the Bunshin no Jutsu and created five clones, each scattering in a different direction while she herself attempted to hid behind one of the jutting rocks that lined the arena floor. She was at a crucial stage where every second was an eternity. The timer had started counting down and only a few seconds in all hell broke loose. Instead of going after the clones, the Tiger decided to raiton the cage floor, shocking the five clones out of existence and bringing Misao to her knees. Electricity ripped through her body making her muscles contract involuntarily for a short time. She regained control over herself just in time to narrowly avoid being clawed by the giant. It was only ten seconds in yet, for her it felt as hours had passed. The problem was timing, her special Kawarimi had to be used at the right moment otherwise it would wear off too early and the tiger would get her or if the opportunity was missed then she would not be able to activate it at all. Misao flew through the hand signs for the Henge no Jutsu and transformed into a Storm tiger just like the one in front of her.

The storm tiger circled the fake, as if somewhat confused before letting out a roar and pouncing, however, Misao released the Henge no Jutsu as soon as it had and since it had been aiming for a bigger target it missed her. Her little victory was short lived as before she could come up with a way out the tiger pawed her into the cage and she not only was hit with the raiton in the back but, she felt a few ribs pop. She could smell the burns and feel the heat as the Tiger went to bite her head only for her Kawarimi no Jutsu Sutikkī to activate, leaving a rock in its mouth seemingly glued. She only had a few seconds to go, a few agonizing seconds before the Trail was over or her life was. Since she could not reach where she was burned on her back, she activated her healing seal. It was weak but it could at least start to heal the damage. She could do nothing about her ribs and hoped the timer would go off before it was too late. The Tiger seemed to be getting more annoyed at his mouth being full of something he could not eat, but it was still just as dangerous. It leaped at her but, due to the weight of the large rock in its mouth was thrown of course slightly. Misao gritted her teeth and through the pain threw a Metsubishi in its eyes in an attempt to slow it down even more. The tiger thrashed about destroying many of the standing rocks that dotted the cage floor, the mix of irritants grinding its way into the eyes of the beast. Misao didn't have anywhere to run as the beast flexed its powerful jaws and shattered the rock that was stuck in its mouth, The Metsubishi was starting to wear off as well or so it seemed. She had not been able to set the pace and it was as if death was approaching. She went to move out of the way but fell down to one knee, her ribs screeching pain in defiance of her will. The Storm Tiger was above her to deal the final blow, it would be over soon. She had to move, she knew it. 'Come on Misao, push through the pain, giving up hurts more then this!' She thought using the last of her strength to stumble out of the way one more time, the Metsubishi was still working somewhat it seemed. She looked up tears flowing freely from the wounds that had been dealt. She would not be able to dodge this time. As the maw lashed out, it was over, the buzzer rang and Misao opened her eyes to stare right inside the mouth that had just a second before was going to bite her head off. The tiger withdrew out of the arena and the medic team was beside her, already at work to stop the damage that was done to her. They were talented medics but despite their efforts she knew she was still going to be sore when it came to the next round.

The proctor walked up, laughing. "Well Damn, well little miss shattered ribs survived, congrats kiddo, hey do you smell bacon?" Misao gritted her teeth in anger and pain, mostly anger as the medics had numbed the pain. She knew what the proctor was referring too with the bacon reference, and it made her seethe. She was alive somehow, and thats what mattered. She looked away from the all to bubbly proctor as she heard the next sucke--Genin enter the arena of death, still, she had learned a few things over the course of the last few days. As much as she would like, she would not be able to know about a situation ahead of time like she was used too. The whole exam so far had been thinking on her feet and improvising as every single situation she had been thrust into had little to no warning. The Academy had not prepared her for it, nor had the missions she had been on as of yet. Every time she had a mission or upcoming test she knew what to expect, the only problem was she knew once she advanced that situations like this test might become normal. The exams so far had taught her something, something she had heard many times yet never understood till now. Expect the unexpected, to look underneath the underneath. Until now she thought she had understood but had not. She could prepare all she wanted but she had to be able to adapt and overcome if she wanted to survive long enough to achieve her dream of being the best medic nin.

The medics carried her out and assured her she would be healed up at least to fighting shape before the next exam. For now she was alive, gloriously alive, and for the first time she really felt it.

WC: 1140 + 914 = 2054

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