1 A Fatal Betrayal (Trasnplant Sharingan Training/Closed) Sat Nov 16, 2013 7:36 pm
Kosuke
D-rank
On a lonely night, in a mysterious cave, the sound of a blade unsheathing from it's holster could be heard as an evilish laugh echoed throughout the area. "Haha, the plan is almost in effect," said the leader of the four shinobi that stood upright in the center of the cave with their katanas drawn in their hand. Each of the four shinobi had been equipped with black ninja suits, an assorment of ninja tools around their belt, and a green scroll attached to the left side of their waist. Inside of the green scroll had contained top secret plans that would decide the future of the four shinobi. "Tonight is the night. That we obliterate are target, and we return back what is truly ours. Who's with me?!," cried the leader of the pact of shinobi, elevating his katana into the air, and pointing it at the ceiling. The other shinobi nodded, agreeing with the leader of the group, and acknowldging that this mission was a death or life situatiion; Even though, their target was a low-class ninja which just meant it would be like taking candy from a baby. The shinobi dressed in all black sheathed their katana into it's holster, and darted out of the cave, dropping their arms carelessly to their sides. The mission had begun!
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Several footsteps was heard as dust from the enourmous stone bridge sprung onto the ends of the shinobi's blue ninja pants. A ear-soothing tune echoed across the large moutains, nearby where the stone bridge was. An flock of birds soared across the sky, exiting the area as the man came closer, and closer towards the end of the bridge, still reciting the tune. This boy stood at an six foot, and five inches with a few muscles on him. In equipment, he wore an black eye-patch with the straps caressed around his dark brown hair. Around his upperbody, he wore a long blue cloak that ended at knee length with metal shoulder pads ontop of it, and finger cut gloves around his hand. On his waist, his Iwagakure head band wrapped around his left thigh with his drawing scroll, and sketch book attaached each on the opposite side of the belt on his waist. The boy looked to be in his teenager ages. "So. Peaceful. I hope today can stay like this," Kosuke said as he contrinued to stroll along the traditional, and ancient stone bridge. The boy was at peace; He had been carefree of anything around his surrondings.
"While I'm here, I might as well pratice something. Since, I have all today before I have to arrive back to the village."
Kosuke murmured as he sat down at the center of the stone bridge, tucking each of his legs together into a pretzel form, and closing his eyes in the process. A thin condensed chakra aura formed around Kosuke causing the wind to quicken, and stir up a small harmless vortex around him. An enourmous amount of debris, and leaves rotated through the air around Kosuke as his chakra aura became even more denser, causing the vortex's speed to become more faster. The vortex spun with intense winds. Kosuke clasped his hands together, forming the tiger handseal, but with both of his hands still positioned together. Once the vortex had reached maxium speed, he opened his eyes, canceling the vortex instantly upon his action.. "Sharingan," A red luminous beam of light flashed into the atomsphere. When the light vanished, dark red piercing eyes with one comma around them could be spotted on the face of Kosuke. This was the same transplanted eye that he had acquired from his mentor, who had scheduled for Kosuke to meet at the stone bridge with his Sharingan activated. But, Kosuke had no clue why he had wanted to meet him here. Maybe it was for a meeting No matter what it was, Kosuke was just glad to even have the sharingan.
As Kosuke sat with his legs folded while meditating, a evilish laughter echoed across the ancient stone bridge as three kunai soared through the air towards the boy; A string and exploding tag was attached to the three kunai as they cut through the air, seeking down it's target like a guided missle. The three shinobi- Mamoru, Ritsuki, and Sachiya appeared in mid air behind Kosuke's blind side; His back, of course. Once Kosuke attempted to turn around, the three kunai had closed distance with him. "He's dead. That was a piece of cake!" said one of the three shinobi as they elegantly front flipped in mid air, and landed onto the stone bridge. To the human eye, it looked as if Kosuke was annihilated by the three kunai, but as soon as the three kunai closed distance, a billow of cloud of smoke arised into the area. Engulfing the entire atomsphere with smoke, Kosuke had used the Subsitution jutsu to switch places with a pebble at the end of stone bridge. "Subsitution Jutsu! Guess he's not a-" interrupting his sentence, Ritsuki gasped for air, taking his last breath as several ink shaped senbon ambushed him, and pierced through his neck, splattering a mixture of blood and ink onto the dusty ground of the stone bridge.
The man screamed in agony, falling down towards his knees, and slowly collasping in the center of the stone bridge. Ritsuki was deceased. He had died from the amount of senbon impaling him in his neck which cut off his breathing as one of the senbon hit a vital organ in the process. "Tell me now. Who sent you on an dummy mission like this?" said Kosuke as he, and his two jellyfish slowly walked towards the deceased corspe. Mamoru and Sachiya was in awe at the amount of talent the boy had shown. He had just flawlessly assasinated one of their comrades, and showed no emotionss while doing it. It was only one place this amount of talent had come from. It had come from his rigourous amount of training in the Tohon corp, where he was hospitalized for an enourmous amount of time as a child, and in this place, they trained mostly all of their students in how to kill a target effectively.
"You've killed my partner in one move. I never expected that, but now it's time for you to die!" shouted Mamoru, weaving through several handseals. Sachiya was speechless as he just stood near Mamoru, planning out his next move inside of his thoughts.
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Several footsteps was heard as dust from the enourmous stone bridge sprung onto the ends of the shinobi's blue ninja pants. A ear-soothing tune echoed across the large moutains, nearby where the stone bridge was. An flock of birds soared across the sky, exiting the area as the man came closer, and closer towards the end of the bridge, still reciting the tune. This boy stood at an six foot, and five inches with a few muscles on him. In equipment, he wore an black eye-patch with the straps caressed around his dark brown hair. Around his upperbody, he wore a long blue cloak that ended at knee length with metal shoulder pads ontop of it, and finger cut gloves around his hand. On his waist, his Iwagakure head band wrapped around his left thigh with his drawing scroll, and sketch book attaached each on the opposite side of the belt on his waist. The boy looked to be in his teenager ages. "So. Peaceful. I hope today can stay like this," Kosuke said as he contrinued to stroll along the traditional, and ancient stone bridge. The boy was at peace; He had been carefree of anything around his surrondings.
"While I'm here, I might as well pratice something. Since, I have all today before I have to arrive back to the village."
Kosuke murmured as he sat down at the center of the stone bridge, tucking each of his legs together into a pretzel form, and closing his eyes in the process. A thin condensed chakra aura formed around Kosuke causing the wind to quicken, and stir up a small harmless vortex around him. An enourmous amount of debris, and leaves rotated through the air around Kosuke as his chakra aura became even more denser, causing the vortex's speed to become more faster. The vortex spun with intense winds. Kosuke clasped his hands together, forming the tiger handseal, but with both of his hands still positioned together. Once the vortex had reached maxium speed, he opened his eyes, canceling the vortex instantly upon his action.. "Sharingan," A red luminous beam of light flashed into the atomsphere. When the light vanished, dark red piercing eyes with one comma around them could be spotted on the face of Kosuke. This was the same transplanted eye that he had acquired from his mentor, who had scheduled for Kosuke to meet at the stone bridge with his Sharingan activated. But, Kosuke had no clue why he had wanted to meet him here. Maybe it was for a meeting No matter what it was, Kosuke was just glad to even have the sharingan.
As Kosuke sat with his legs folded while meditating, a evilish laughter echoed across the ancient stone bridge as three kunai soared through the air towards the boy; A string and exploding tag was attached to the three kunai as they cut through the air, seeking down it's target like a guided missle. The three shinobi- Mamoru, Ritsuki, and Sachiya appeared in mid air behind Kosuke's blind side; His back, of course. Once Kosuke attempted to turn around, the three kunai had closed distance with him. "He's dead. That was a piece of cake!" said one of the three shinobi as they elegantly front flipped in mid air, and landed onto the stone bridge. To the human eye, it looked as if Kosuke was annihilated by the three kunai, but as soon as the three kunai closed distance, a billow of cloud of smoke arised into the area. Engulfing the entire atomsphere with smoke, Kosuke had used the Subsitution jutsu to switch places with a pebble at the end of stone bridge. "Subsitution Jutsu! Guess he's not a-" interrupting his sentence, Ritsuki gasped for air, taking his last breath as several ink shaped senbon ambushed him, and pierced through his neck, splattering a mixture of blood and ink onto the dusty ground of the stone bridge.
The man screamed in agony, falling down towards his knees, and slowly collasping in the center of the stone bridge. Ritsuki was deceased. He had died from the amount of senbon impaling him in his neck which cut off his breathing as one of the senbon hit a vital organ in the process. "Tell me now. Who sent you on an dummy mission like this?" said Kosuke as he, and his two jellyfish slowly walked towards the deceased corspe. Mamoru and Sachiya was in awe at the amount of talent the boy had shown. He had just flawlessly assasinated one of their comrades, and showed no emotionss while doing it. It was only one place this amount of talent had come from. It had come from his rigourous amount of training in the Tohon corp, where he was hospitalized for an enourmous amount of time as a child, and in this place, they trained mostly all of their students in how to kill a target effectively.
"You've killed my partner in one move. I never expected that, but now it's time for you to die!" shouted Mamoru, weaving through several handseals. Sachiya was speechless as he just stood near Mamoru, planning out his next move inside of his thoughts.
Wordcount: 1101