but I know that our new generation brings hope. You are one of that new generation.”
Hope. What a...strange concept.From the moment the two stepped stepped inside the store, Shizuka could clearly see that this place was far from impressive.
Aisles barely wide enough for two people to stand shoulder to shoulder, items thrown together in a chaotic organised mess on the several shelves that filled the middle of the cramped shop. There was dust between items in the sections of less importance, stains just visible on the floor where someone had only made half an attempt to clear it up. With those wide, open windows and little no security measures, it was no wonder why this place had been robbed on a regular basis. It was a shame the owner didn't learn.
Now with a clear idea of the layout in her mind, Shizuka followed her supervisor to the back corner of the store, a spot conveniently hidden by an over packed shelf and dried out plant. It was here that she dragged over an old milk crate and a sack of flour, making herself a somewhat comfortable seat to perch herself on for the night.
She may be here a while before they attacked and when they do, the young Genin needed to be ready. Prepared. Especially when her eyes just walked up stairs and left here there to fend for herself, blind and vulnerable....well. Nearly anyway.
While her vision was upstairs, keeping an eye on what he was doing, she allowed her other senses to focus on what was going on around her. Usually, it was an odd experience, hearing sounds that didn't quite match what she was seeing. It was like, someone had put the world on mute and switched on a radio with pre-recorded sounds.
But Shizuka had been living like this for quite some time now and splitting her focus became as easy as breathing.
Still...just seeing and hearing wasn't enough.
While maintaining the connection with Mitsuo upstairs, Shizuka split her chakra once more and allowed it to fall from her body like an unwanted skin on a hot day. It hit the raw, sanded wood and spread out until a perfect circle formed around her, disappearing beyond the eyes of the average Shinobi. Now....now she could feel it. Every rodent that scurried under the shelves, avoiding the murderous shop keeper, every time the wind blew past and knocked some random item off it's shelf. Every single thing that hit the ground below her feet would send soft messages up through her bare feet.
She was ready
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It had been barely an hour.
She saw the scene unfold before his very eyes and almost instantly, her slight form tensed up. They were here. They were upstairs... attacking with all the skill of a freshly graduated thug.
Shizuka tried to focus on them all at once, see what they were doing and learn...but even though she was seeing through his well trained eyes, the young girl was not used to his experienced concentration.
All she could do was sit there and watch. Watch as he alone, took them out one by one, stopping them in their mischievous ways without causing them any injury....
Needless to say, the younger girl was in awe. He worked like something she only heard about in story books and history lessons, while all she could do was sit there and watch him in this stunned silence.
And then it changed...He was focused on something else. No....someone else.
The room was quiet, the air was still....and out of the shadows came a face which she had never seen before. At first....the young Genin thought it was a ghost. The way it hovered there in the shadows of the bare empty top floor among the dust and unpacked boxes. But as it drew closer she could see what was going on. This person was an ANBU. A part of the villages most elite fighting force...and they knew who her supervisor was. They knew and trusted him.
It took a moment but the facts were piecing together. She knew who he was now....but did
they know when they assigned him to go on this seemingly harmless mission with her?
“The young girl inside may need your assistance. Kitsune, you’re with me. I will need you on this mission, we must make for Suna with all haste.”
He was leaving?The thought barely lasted the breath as something forced her mind back with such ferocity, that the young girl stumbled back in to the pot plant beside her, covering the floor with the soft soil, temporarily confusing her Earth Pulse...
By the time she had regained her balance it was too late. She felt the cold still slice through her side as if it were nothing, cutting through the muscles just above her hip, drawing forth a scream that would reach his ears even as the ANBU made for his escape.
But despite the pain now shooting up to her shoulder blade, the Genin was far from being down and out. Rolling on to her back, she clapped her hands together loudly, sending a blinding white light that would light up every hiding shadow in the room, and render her attacker sightless.
And for the first few moments it worked
Shizuka backed out of the way and felt around for the edge of the shelf closest to her, her slim form easily getting in behind it, and in to the narrow aisle. Then....with what little strength she had, Shizuka pushed against the fully packed structure, tilting and rocking it until the shelf collapsed on the boy who struggled to be free.
It was too late. It was no use. The items came crashing down, just as dragged the knife down her thigh, leaving a bleeding tear through the flimsy material of her black tights.
She felt him too late.....
The blade came from behind and dug deep in to her shoulder, slicing through flesh, muscles, right down to the thick bone of her scapular.
He twisted....waited....then yanked it out with a vengeance, feeling pleasure as the young girl screamed. That would be his last mistake.
Ignoring the pain, the aches and tremors that infected her slight form like a virus, Shizuka grabbed the boy's knife hand, twisted, spun, and buried it, handle deep in to the boy's arm. Damaging the nerves to the point where his hand would never be the same again.
And then...as a last effort to stop them, Shizuka, stepped one foot around his and pushed....hard, sending hip toppling, bleeding over the collapsed shelf.
It was done.
She was done.
The last thing Shizuka remembered was the other Anbu, rushing over to her side, and the feeling of her legs giving away from underneath her....Then....
Everything went black
Wordcount: 2788- Chakra 105:
Name: Blinding Flash
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: C
Type: Offensive
Element: N/A
Range: 10 Metres
Specialty: Genjutsu
Duration: Maintainable
Cooldown: 5 posts
Description: The user claps their hands together and for a second builds up bright chakra in their hands, creating a small visual cue. Letting it go there is a bright flash, Should the light make contact with the iris of the targets eye(s), the genjutsu is activated. The victim(s) after a small flash of pain, have the colouration of their vision fade to pitch black, blinding them. The jutsu is maintained for -5 chakra + -5 chakra per turn for each other afflicted person.
Name: Earth Pulse/Wind Ripple
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: C
Type: Supplementary
Element: Doton or Fuuton
Range: 10 Metres
Specialty: Ninjutsu
Duration: Maintainable
Cooldown: 6 posts
Description:
Earth Pulse: By focusing and channelling their chakra to the ground around them, the user creates a net in which they can detect the vibrations and/or locations of moving objects through their feet and legs as they impact the earth around them.
Wind Ripple: By focusing and channelling their chakra to the air around them, the user creates a barrier of sorts which, when disturbed will send ripples through the air, back to the user, informing them of something’s presence and approximate whereabouts.
**Only one of these techniques can be used at a time. Once you have decided on using one: Then you are committed to that side of this technique until the end of the thread.