Demolitions:

Prologue:

It was because of this that the area just outside of the hospital seemed so eerily calm in comparison to the sounds of battle not far off. True this place too had been touched by the armies of Seven Bells, but now the enemy was driven back to other parts of the village. Perhaps this was evidence that they were winning. A fact that might mean the battle was drawing near its end.

“Right!” Oomi had balled her right hand into a fist and pumped it as she  spoke the word as though the action were meant to prove her determination. “I find the biggest group of guys and I-“

She’d actually forgotten that her father had come to collected her from the hospital until he finally caught up with her. “Oomi!” He called out prompting the young woman to turn and face him, a hand on her hip and a rather annoyed look on her face. “Come on, it’s time to go.” Harou said knowing full well that his daughter wasn’t going to go along willingly.

“I’m not missing out on this. All I’ve ever done is train, and train, and then train some more. This is my chance to get out there and do some real damage.” Oomi said turning from the man just as a wide grin slipped across her lips. “I’ve been trapped in a body cast for months… I’m free and it’s time to stretch my legs.” The young kunoichi turned to face her dad again with a slight bounce. “Besides, I’ve been a Genin for a while now and still haven’t gone on a mission. This is my chance to prove my worth.” Her eyes widened as an idea slipped behind them. “Do you think if I do good enough the Mizukage will notice me, or maybe the Sannin. Wouldn’t that be amazing if they noticed me and were all,” She was now moving like a robot with a strange monkey like twitch, because her image of the most powerful people in her village consisted of a few strange ideas, best left unsaid for now, to say the least. “Oomi is the best. She will be my apprentice and one day become the most powerful shinobi in Kirigakure. So say the Power People!” She clapped her hands together for emphasis. “Right! Now I’m off to save our fair city of round buildings, father!”

There was little Harou could do but watch his errant youngster dart off into the mist. She was headed in the direction of the most noise – a stupid mistake. She’d surely pay the price for her lust for battle. The middle aged man exhaled heavily as he turned on his heel and headed in the opposite direction. The thought had crossed his mind to chase after her, but what good would it do either of them? He’d be of no real use in battle though he’d like for her to continue believing otherwise. At best he’d be a distraction, a sacrifice while others fled to safety. He would need to trust that his daughter was skilled enough to handle herself – or smart enough to find someone stronger than her to run about with. His task would be to watch over the younger Adechi that were now huddled over one another in yet another safe section of the village.

Chakra flowed freely through the young woman’s body, the stuff pooling at the soles of her feet just in time to allow stable footing as her sprint took her up the side of a building as though gravity meant nothing. Once at the top the young woman scanned the smoke filled skies and what bits of the city streets she could see below. One building stood out among the rest, even from her vantage point. A building that under normal circumstances she may have ignored. “That’s gotta be important or something.” The girl said pointing in the direction of the building that so happened to be Seven Bells’ base of operations. It was by luck that the mission to demolish the Arbalest Artillery had been passed down to the lower ranking Genin. The fact that she’d find help when she arrived, or perhaps even before was certainly a welcomed thought – though she didn’t acknowledge it. She was the great Oomi after all. She didn’t need help! Though she wasn’t so arrogant as to reject it if it came. A wide lipped grin slipped across her features as it normally did. “Right!” She exclaimed with a fist pump, followed by a ridiculous leap that brought her to the next rooftop. Onward she’d continue leaping from rooftop to rooftop headed in the direction of the Arbalests.

Already the cornerstone technique of the Adechi clan, Genkhairyū: Ikoiheiki ( Entropy Style: Entropy Distortion ), was being put to use. She’d felt she was moving too slowly, and the added boost ensured that she’d not have to worry about missing a building. Thus, with each leap the energy exerted was increased and thus the power and length of her jump increased. It would only be a matter of moments before she reached her destination. Oddly enough she’d not encountered any resistance for the moment. Perhaps the result of another stroke of luck that had her approaching from the encampments left flank as opposed to a head on assault which she admittedly had had in mind.

Just a little while longer and she’d finally be getting that fight she’s wanted so badly..




Word Count: 1046 / 2500
Chakra: 135 / 150

Entropy Style:

Supernatural Walking Practice:

It wasn’t until a momentary pause that Yuzu Ren caught up with her, a young boy of golden locks. Oomi looked him up and down as he introduced himself. Just what did he mean by he was sent? As far as she knew no one knew where she was going – hell she didn’t know ‘till she’d noticed how important the area looked. The young woman tilted her head to the sky for a moment. Was it possible for members of her village to watch from the sky? A gentle smile crept across her features – an idea was forming in her mind, not an original one… but… “Adechi Oomi, I don’t really need any help but I’ll take it. Maybe they’ll send more guys.” It wasn’t that she was over confident in her abilities, it was that she wanted everyone else to think that she was. One might note that she, of course, accepted the help without a second thought. “Right!” Oomi yelped with yet another pump of her fist.

The youngster seemed competent enough – she didn’t exactly recognize his face but that only meant that he’d most likely graduated before her. This meant he’d either been a Genin longer or was already at least a Chuunin. The later was far the likelier. Or perhaps that’s just what she was hoping. Whatever the case his presence was just the confidence boost she needed. Not that she would have done anything different if he weren’t around. Though if she’d realized that there was a third party involved as well she might have been even more reckless.

“Ha, you already need my help.” Ironically she’d noticed Tee’s strange clone making its way toward, well one of Ren’s clones. Or maybe that was actually Ren… Didn’t matter one bit. “Oomi to the rescue!” She exclaimed as she leapt down from her perch and overshot her target completely. This was her intention of course, while Ren might have been partial to sneaking Oomi was a ball of energy waiting to be unleashed. Maybe another time she’d have favored Ren’s idea knowing that full on combat would be unavoidable at some point. Not today though. She’d only recently been released from the hospital and was itching for a fight. While she plummeted an electrical charge ran through her body eventually guiding itself to the tips of her fingers. “15 shots.” She mumbled to herself in those precious seconds in which much of the coming battlefield was revealed to her.
Zzzt! The first shot would be friendly fire if it hit. Tee’s Eizo clone was the target. She’d not realized he was a shinobi of Kirigakure and, of course, she was going to rescue her fellow ninja! Zzzt! The second shot was fired at a more obvious enemy combatant that was nearest center where Ren and Eizo were. Thud Oomi landed just beyond that point, out in the open for all to see without regard for her safety. She’d managed to perform such a lengthy leap by means of the continuous application of Genkhairyū: Ikoiheiki ( Entropy Style: Entropy Distortion ). Yet still her assault did not cease. Only two shots had been used thus far, and there were still many more souls to fire upon. The first of which was the second target of her fire. He’d managed to dodge the first shot – perhaps by sheer luck. Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzt! The fourth and fifth found there marks. Though by now another enemy shinobi had taken notice of the commotion. Three kunai were flung through the air with such pinpoint accuracy that their dared to take Oomi’s eyes from her. Luckily to enact such an attack it required that the shinobi be within Oomi’s line of sight as well. Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzt! Seven shots were fired before the Kunai were knocked off course. Too many, too much time was expended on the task. The first shinobi… a youngster named Han, was already upon her. His right hand was balled into a tight fist, one that collided with Oomi’s chin before she had a chance to react.

The kunoichi had traded one blow for another – her head jerked back and for a moment she forgot where she was. For a moment. A wide lipped grin slide across Oomi’s face. She didn’t know how hard he hit her, she couldn’t feel it… The only indication that he had being the reaction her body had chosen. Han was moving again, faster than Oomi realized… another three blows were delivered to her gut. Meanwhile the shinobi responsible for throwing the Kunai was in search of what her first target had been. He called the attention of another shinobi and the two of the approached Ren and Eizo’s positions from the right between the central and eastern ( right ), Rens.

Han was looking for a knock out punch, a wide right handed hook that if it found its mark would surely perform the task. Yet, Oomi saw it coming. She leaned back, just out of the mans reach and once his fist passed she snapped back as if on a rubber band. One might have thought she’d strike him, but instead she nearly pressed the tips of her index and middle finger to his forehead. “Bang!” She yelped with a smirk as she fired the last three shots of Raiton: Shogeki-dan ( Lightning Release: Shock Bullets) into Han’s face. They’d not kill him, but for just long enough he lost his eyesight and was quite stunned. A truly unfortunate development for the youngster. He next found the sole of Oomi’s foot in his chest – a kick that sent him tumbling to the ground. The girl wasn’t done, however. Before Han could compose himself Oomi was already upon him, she’d darted the short distance created between them and literally stomped on his chest. Her left foot came down next on Han’s neck. A fatality for sure as the bones found therein were crushed somewhat easily. It was not that Oomi was particularly skilled that won her this battle, but the luck that her opponent simply had not expected her attack.




Word Count: 1,125
Total Word Count: 2171 / 2500

Chakra: 120 / 150
Jutsu Used

Lightning Release: Shock Bullets:

Entropy Style: Entropy Distortion:

A thick mist enveloped the area. “Hey~” Oomi sang. “Some of us don’t work well with Suiton jutsu, pal. That’s alright. I’ll just weave betwee–“ A kunai suddenly emerged from the mist, the blade of which dug into Oomi’s left arm just about half an inch deep – she’d shifted her technique Entropy Style: Entropy Distortion to the projectile the instant she’d seen it and given herself just enough time to receive a nasty scratch as opposed to the alternative. By now Ren was chastising the Genin about her choice of action. “Blah, blah. I do what I want!” She said sticking her tongue out at the obviously younger boy. Problems with authority? No, not really – just a complete disregard for the reality that this boy is the ranking shinobi on this mission.

…and then the mist was gone. A powerful gust of wind thrust Oomi back, yet with her ability directed outwardly to decrease the speed with which attacks directed at her came she was able to sap some of its strength. Thus she remained on her feet. Already the shinobi she’d mistaken as the enemy as its truer self were in motion. Short work was made of nearly all that was left of the Seven Bells shinobi.

“Leave something for the res-“ Just as she was speaking Tee shot five kunai off of their course. “Oooh! I want these ones!” Oomi screamed nearly at the top of her lungs. She didn’t wait for her teammates approval, instead powering full steam toward the shinobi. It was a lucky thing that they were weak, perhaps on par or weaker than herself as a second round of kunai were thrown. They intended to slow the charging kunoichi down, but they’d find only failure. That entropy sapping bubble of nearly 10ft drew just enough speed from each projectile that Oomi was able to escape them all nearly unscathed – save for a light gash to the cheek, another half inch gash to the right thigh, and a thin hairline scratch on the left side of her neck. While these might have slowed another even the slightest bit, the gift of numbness prevented her from even registering the damage that had been done. She’d pay for it later, surely. Of course her having dodged these five kunai meant that they continued on, however slow, to regions behind her and perhaps her allies if they were not weary.

While still a few meters away Oomi selected the first of her targets, a particularly lithe looking shinobi. He was the closest of the five and the perfect place to begin her onslaught. First the kunoichi rapidly side stepped to her left, the enemies right – while she did this she channeled not only Fuuton infused chakra, but her own unique Entropic chakra as well to allow her to literally walk on the air. This was the technique she’d risked life and limb to learn; Genkairyu: Tengoku no Kaidan ( Entropy Style: Heavenly Steps ). She could only maintain this strange web of chakra that made the air as though it were literally a solid surface for five steps, however, but that was all that she’d need. This was only the first. The second was another side step this time to the right and a bit higher. The shinobi watched her carefully whilst the others prepared themselves to counter-attack not only Oomi but her comrades as well. Now within the range that her Kekkei Genkai could affect the shinobi Oomi completed her zig zag maneuver and darted back to her left. The target assumed that now that she was within range she would be attacking him high as she’d alluded to began to duck, yet found himself moving a tad bit slower than usual. He might not have noticed it had he not been so sure of his actions. However, Oomi instead of using a third step landed and pivoted on her left foot as she kicked off the ground with that same foot, while bringing her right up in a powerful kicked aimed at the shinobi’s slightly lower target of a head – the reason for leaving the ground in order to perform the kick would be revealed soon enough. The slender man was knocked unconscious nearly immediately – not because Oomi was particularly strong, but because he’d been so successfully dooped. The second in the group of shinobi already was on the offensive and charging Oomi, a kunai in his hand ready to strike. In response, already off the ground, Oomi changed the direction in which her unique mixture of chakra flowed thus allowing her to catch herself literally in mid air in a kind of one handed handstand that lasted for only the briefest of moments just before the chakra flow was changed once more in order to perform yet another jutsu Oomi had invented herself: Genkairyu: Fukai Shogeki ( Entropy Style: Abysmal Impact ). Oomi kicked at the approaching shinobi sending a grapefruit sized ball of fuuton infused chakra at him. When the ball of chakra found its target, though it was off hitting his chest instead of his head, the ball released slightly more energy that it should have a result of entropy distortion directed upon the ball itself separate from other techniques active at the time. The attacker was knocked back by the force of the blow and went careening into the third member of their group.

Oomi finally landed once more a wide grin across her face as she glared at the final two shinobi. “Right…” Her voice was low. “So who’s next?” She’d falsely believed the second and third shinobi to be out of commission. She’d find out soon enough that they weren’t.



Word Count: 1,047
Total Word Count: 3,218 / 2500

Chakra: 125 / 150
Heavenly Steps Count: 3 / 5

Jutsu Used

Entropy Style:

Entropy Style:

Entropy Style:

The fourth and fifth shinobi had already thrown more Kunai… a complete waste of their effort. Six kunai came hurtling through the empty space between Oomi and her opponents. Yet these weapons would never reach her. The young woman placed her hand against her mouth creating a thing almost akin to a wind tunnel. Through this she blew an exuberant amount of fuuton infused chakra which easily brushed the kunai aside as if they were nothing.

Yet now the 3rd shinobi, whom was actually quicker to rise than the 2nd was already in motion and running toward Oomi, a kunai in hand ready to cut away at the moment he was within range.

Once again her assailants weapons would not find purchase in her flesh. Oomi, having noticed this revived menace in those final meters before he was able to attack, rolled to her right suddenly and forward thusly moving from his path while also closing the distance. As she did this she increased the speed at which she was able to move by 25%, not much but a significant enough increase for these lowly minions. With this increase in speed she was able to maneuver herself into position to strike the 3rd shinobi in the back. Yet even as she did so the 2nd shinobi was rising to his feet. Aware of this Oomi quickly wrapped her right arm about the 3rd shinobi’s neck and spun him about to face the other three who were now converging on her position whilst preparing to perform some jutsu in tandem. Almost fearing what they might do ( because the others in her makeshift team had done so well ) Oomi simply snapped the shinobi in her possessions neck. She’d no time to waste in dispatching these final three.

Thusly, with her speed still increased she darted toward the group. As she neared them she waved her right hand in a diagonal manner, though it was something far more slanted than the typical practictioner might do. Because of this the slash of wind which was produced would come across the 5th shinobi’s face digging into it nearly 2 ½ inches deep just beneath his eyes and nose, the center 4th shinobi would catch the blow across his torso nearly 4 inches deep as he was the closest, and finally the revived 2nd shinobi was cut at the thighs, major arteries conveniently found ( by sheer luck ). “Futon: Kiritateru*, bitch.” Oomi chimed as all three shinobi fell.

It was time to take a pose, she’d accomplished her mission and it seemed that Ren and Tee were done with their tasks as well.

“Right! We’ll do it again – and next time there will be more guys!” Oomi exclaimed victoriously as she leapt into the air a mighty fist held high. She’d literally float in midair. She did still have two steps left to use in her “Heaven Steps” technique after all…

The End
Exit Thread
Mission Complete, Biotch!

Word Count: 555
Total Word Count: 3,773 / 2500

Chakra: 105 / 150
Heavenly Steps Count: 4 / 5

Jutsu Used

Wind Release: Slash:

Entropy Style:

Entropy Style: