1 A Quest for Power [Private-NoKill-Puppetry Training] Sun Jul 28, 2013 6:03 pm
Zetsume Zix
D-rank
The cold wind in Kumogakure cut through Zetsume's body. It almost felt like an icy hand was occasionally slapping you across the face. Well I guess it is better than being burned to death., he thought to himself while he was tracking through knee high snow. Off in the distance he could see a beautiful white wolf rip a bunny into pieces. It looked painful and raw, then again that is how the world was. Everyone striving to be the top dominate being, when in reality everyone has their faults and perks. One of Zetsume's faults was about to be alleviated. For a long time the the feeling of weak has dreaded his mind. He watched many times in horror as people he knew well fell before him. As one man how much of a difference could he really make on the battlefield? That question was about to be answered as Zetsume heard about an old Puppet master in the Kumogakure mountains who would teach him. This excited Zetsume because this would mean he could control more on the battlefield, maybe even help with his shots. Oh god how he wanted to become strong, it was a burning desire that needed to be fulfilled. Zetsume heard that this old man liked to live alone in these moutains, that and he is a bit of a lunatic. Yet, these things mattered not, for he was about to learn a new skill, one that could change his fighting style for years to come.
After a couple of hours of extreme climbing Zetsume thinks he finally found this cave that this man lived in. It was a rather large entrance than curved to the right and into the mountain. In the distance within the cave Zetsume could see lights from what appeared to be a campfire. The anticipation was growing, and his destination was nearing. While venturing inside, the cold temperature was dropping and the warm air burned across Zetsume's face because it was still a little frost bitten from outside. Around the campfire was an interesting sight as an old man in raggedy clothes and a long light brown beard was sitting around a campfire talking to what appeared to be 4 puppets. From a first look, it looked like he was speaking to people. Though after a few seconds they would move but not speak, yet the man would act as if he could hear them and give a loud thunderous laugh. All of the heads of the puppets tilted back as if they were laughing, which in an instant all stopped as all five were staring into Zetsume's direction. A sweat drop started to form on Zetsume's head as the feeling of nervousness set in. He had never thought he would ever have a teacher, especially one as dirty as this one.
"Why have you come here?", the man spoke in a low but deep resonating voice that seemed to be amplified by the cave. It gave the old man an ominous feeling each time he spoke.
Zetsume took a gulp before giving a slight bow and replied to the old man, "Uhhh, Yes I have been in need for a puppet master trainer. I have searched many towns and areas for one and only your name pops up. My name is Zetsume Zix, I came from the Kumogakure Village. Please teach me, I will forever be in your debt."
"Begone, I do not have the patience to teach anyone. Leave this old man to rot in here.", He had a slight cough at the end of it which was followed by a small hand gesture to leave.
I have come to far to turn around now. He will teach me and I will make sure of it., he thought while he looked into the old man's dark eyes. Zetsume got on his hands and knees, something he does not do often as it was a testimony to his will to learn.
Please, You are the only one I can turn to. I need this power, I MUST OBTAIN IT! I will either ask you to teach me or force you. Either way, I will know., A cold sinister look formed on his face as he looked at the old man and spoke. Zetsume was not sure if he could take him, but one old man did not seem all that scary. Zetsume's muscles tightened as he was either ready to attack or defend depending on how this man acting. Hopefully it could be resolved peacefully, even if that was just a selfish thought.
"You would force an old man to teach you who is already dying anyways. How cruel."
"I will do whatever it takes to protect those I care about. I am not the one who only needs this power, but so does the whole village. Please I am even begging, do not make this into a horrible memory."
The man let out a long sigh before he spoke again. He seemed a bit less tense than he did just minutes ago.
"If that is how it must be then I guess I have no choice then, eh? Before I can even teach you, I must see if you have the aptitude to even do it. I have disconnected myself from the puppet just before you. I want you to try and mold your chakra into fine lines and connect yourself to it."
Zetsume was shocked to hear that the old man had agreed to help him. It was a blessing indeed. Zetsume quickly sat down on the cold hard stone floor to listen to the man intently to try and absorb as much information as he could.
After a couple of hours of extreme climbing Zetsume thinks he finally found this cave that this man lived in. It was a rather large entrance than curved to the right and into the mountain. In the distance within the cave Zetsume could see lights from what appeared to be a campfire. The anticipation was growing, and his destination was nearing. While venturing inside, the cold temperature was dropping and the warm air burned across Zetsume's face because it was still a little frost bitten from outside. Around the campfire was an interesting sight as an old man in raggedy clothes and a long light brown beard was sitting around a campfire talking to what appeared to be 4 puppets. From a first look, it looked like he was speaking to people. Though after a few seconds they would move but not speak, yet the man would act as if he could hear them and give a loud thunderous laugh. All of the heads of the puppets tilted back as if they were laughing, which in an instant all stopped as all five were staring into Zetsume's direction. A sweat drop started to form on Zetsume's head as the feeling of nervousness set in. He had never thought he would ever have a teacher, especially one as dirty as this one.
"Why have you come here?", the man spoke in a low but deep resonating voice that seemed to be amplified by the cave. It gave the old man an ominous feeling each time he spoke.
Zetsume took a gulp before giving a slight bow and replied to the old man, "Uhhh, Yes I have been in need for a puppet master trainer. I have searched many towns and areas for one and only your name pops up. My name is Zetsume Zix, I came from the Kumogakure Village. Please teach me, I will forever be in your debt."
"Begone, I do not have the patience to teach anyone. Leave this old man to rot in here.", He had a slight cough at the end of it which was followed by a small hand gesture to leave.
I have come to far to turn around now. He will teach me and I will make sure of it., he thought while he looked into the old man's dark eyes. Zetsume got on his hands and knees, something he does not do often as it was a testimony to his will to learn.
Please, You are the only one I can turn to. I need this power, I MUST OBTAIN IT! I will either ask you to teach me or force you. Either way, I will know., A cold sinister look formed on his face as he looked at the old man and spoke. Zetsume was not sure if he could take him, but one old man did not seem all that scary. Zetsume's muscles tightened as he was either ready to attack or defend depending on how this man acting. Hopefully it could be resolved peacefully, even if that was just a selfish thought.
"You would force an old man to teach you who is already dying anyways. How cruel."
"I will do whatever it takes to protect those I care about. I am not the one who only needs this power, but so does the whole village. Please I am even begging, do not make this into a horrible memory."
The man let out a long sigh before he spoke again. He seemed a bit less tense than he did just minutes ago.
"If that is how it must be then I guess I have no choice then, eh? Before I can even teach you, I must see if you have the aptitude to even do it. I have disconnected myself from the puppet just before you. I want you to try and mold your chakra into fine lines and connect yourself to it."
Zetsume was shocked to hear that the old man had agreed to help him. It was a blessing indeed. Zetsume quickly sat down on the cold hard stone floor to listen to the man intently to try and absorb as much information as he could.
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