1 The night is dark and full of terrors [Nova|Izumi|Hanza] [Trial 3|3-4] Wed Feb 07, 2018 8:33 pm
Nova Makato
A-rank
- Trial Three:
3-4. Hunted!?
Combat is difficult. Placed into the ruins of old Kumo, cameras are placed around the area for the crowd as the area is set alight, increasing the temperature to almost boiling. The Genin, in the middle of all this, is tasked with escaping alive as a B rank ninja with B-0 stats and Katon Ninjutsu is tasked with hunting the Genin down and taking them out of combat entirely by any means necessary. The coup-de-graces? Genin in this task due to a 200m radii barrier surrounding the arena, have had their chakra sealed until they exit their finish line. They’ll need stealth, misdirection, skill and finesse to escape intact as the temperature continues to rise.
Co-operation available: Allies. Ninja doing this mission together are placed in the city together, but only one is required to escape for both to succeed...
Nova sat up groggily, her head pounding and mouth dry. She rubbed her hand against the back of her head, feeling a knot there though she did not remember acquiring the wound. Looking around, she did not recognize where she was, a room that seemed to be in ruins. The only illumination was the pale glow of the moon and stars pouring through a large hole in the room. Looking down she saw that she was still dressed in her sleepwear from the night before, emerald green sleep shorts with little spiders all over them and a black tank top, her hair still wound in a messy bun sticking up from the top of her head and a very thin silk robe that fell to just below her knees. The robe was dirty from her being curled up on the floor and she noticed she was also barefoot. It appeared that she was inside of some dilapidated building, beams hanging from the roof and the wood appearing to be scorched. Nova wiped her forehead of the sweat that was there, the temperature around her being well warmer than she was used to even in the deserts of Suna. She rose to her feet, having to lean against the wall to get up with her prosthetic leg. Looking through a large hole in the wall, Nova saw a number of other buildings there as well, all in the same shape as the one she had awoken in, though many were starting to glow with orange tinged flames. Scattered about was a sorry assortment of plant life, all in various stages of fire damage, some of them appearing to have just started burning. Though she hadn't gone far there was no sign of Kurogokegomus puppet body anywhere to be seen. The lump on the back of her head throbbing Nova raised her hands to the back of her head, preparing to channel chakra through her hands to heal the slight wound quickly and relieve her of the unnecessary pain. She reached inside herself to draw the chakra out and felt it building in her palms, though the typical glowing that usually accompanied it was not present. Brow furrowing with focus she tried again, though the chakra simply wouldn't flow out of her body.
She felt her gut clench, and raised her hand to try to draw out one of her puppet threads, a jutsu that she was well practiced with. Concentrating all towards creating the thread she struggled, feeling the chakra but unable to use it. She shook her head, realizing now that her chakra must be sealed. The seal must have been placed when Nova was knocked unconscious and placed here. Though her head was still aching, Nova came to the realization that this must be the start of her third trial, a rush of adrenaline flowed through her. Her heart started pounding and the heat of the moment cleared the pain from her head, though she was certain she would feel it tomorrow. Striding awkwardly out of the house, both sore from the hard floor that she laid on and her wooden prosthetic limb slowing her down, she looked around to see if there were any other genin in vision. Emerging from the slowly burning building to the left, Nova saw a familiar face running out the doorway. An acquaintance from Suna village and fellow exam taker representing Kiri, the flowing mane of red hair swept around Izumi's face. Dressed in a skimpy set of black sleeping shorts and white tank top, she wore a flustered expression on her face as her eyes met Nova's. Nova nodded her head in recognition, limping quickly over to her.
Halfway across the poorly maintained roadway Nova's head shot to the right seeing fast movement. Jumping rooftop to rooftop a masked shinobi moved lightning fast, his body blurred by speed. Though he was several building away she knew that they would be upon them in just a moment. From one of the ruined buildings in the unknown shinobi's path another figure emerged, a tall lanky boy with snow white hair that flowed about his face. Also adorned in what Nova assumed to be sleepwear as he was wearing nothing other than a thin white tee and plaid boxers in an icy blue and grey print, Nova realized that Izumi and herself had another ally in the third trial. Fear sunk into Nova's heart, all she had on her was a single kunai, her puppet gone and her jutsu's unusable, and she looked to Izumi searching her face for an answer of what to do.
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