The girl sighed as she wandered around the village hidden in the rain, finding nothing of interest. No one was worthy of her cause, and the ones that were, refused to join. She sighed, moving her form to the gates of the village hidden in the rain, exiting them quickly. She just wanted to find people of like minds with here, but it seemed no one wanted any part of it. She sighed, moving to an area of tree wet with the rain, growling in discontent. She was alone still and no one took her seriously. Was she not strong enough? Was that it? She pulled her left arm up, moving her hand to touch onto the back of her right shoulder, to pat the tattoo of her clan's symbol upon it. She would need greater strength before trying to recruit once more and she sighed knowing it would have to be done alone once more. She moved quietly to a clearing, where the trees grew closer together towards the top, stopping the rain from entering. She nodded to herself, pushing her body to begin her training.

She pulled the scythe from her back, twirling it around in her hands, moving to swing it to and fro, as if cutting down invisible enemies. She'd slice downwards, then up to decapitate and the blast away her unseen opponent. Swirling her form in a circle, she spun her scythe, swinging it as she did so, in a circular motion as if she herself were a sort of buzzsaw killing machine. She continued the spinning for a bit before she sighed and twirled her scythe, raising it, then stabbing the bottom of the handle into the dirt. The girl silently made the monkey handseal, concentrating her chakra into her seal, then around her entire body. She concentrated and then released the chakra all over her body, noting that she would become faster, her reactions better, if she hadn't become weaker as well. The girl moved her body with a new speed, hopping up to the branches of the trees above her, spinning her scythe.

She'd pull her scythe forth and slice two branches through, using them to push her body higher by kicking off of them. Her scythe came down to slice another two branches through, turning her body upside down to kick off of those as well, towards the ground. She spun her scythe around her, flipping as she neared the ground. When she landed upon the ground she twirled her scythe faster and faster around her body, looking up to the branches that were falling down onto her form. She slid the scythe forth, cutting the branches one by one as they fell, causing the to splinter and cut, becoming naught but sawdust and splinters when they landed upon the ground around her. A smirk came to her lips as she looked around her and then ran off out of the clearing, back to the rain to continue her journey.

Once she reached the edge of the rain, she headed onwards towards the land of waves, which was her original destination before she had come here. Her new goal in sight, the girl kept her chakra concentrated as she ran, noting her speed was still greater than before she would arrive sooner than if she hadn't concentrated her chakra. She moved through the roads, ducking and weaving through fenceposts, streetsigns, and trees alike. She would be to Kirigakure sooner than she though, or at least it would be if she hadn't noticed the group of rogue ninja upon the road preying on a caravan. "Great, now I have to deal with this before I do anything else."

The rogue ninja noticed her and turned, each one raising a large mace and one raising his own spear. Six of them in all, five using their maces the only one using a spear seemed to be the leader. The girl smirked, pulling her scythe to twirl around her body while they began to encircle her form, their weapons ready. The leader stood back, twirling his spear and watching the cloaked figure, shaking his head "You picked the wrong place at the wrong time, stranger." Kamikira used her first seal fragment to alter he voice like the male Aiza's she  had met during her time in the Konohagakure. "Oh, have I? I hadn't noticed. This doesn't seem like too much of a danger to me." She had added a bit of cockyness to the voice of Aiza but it worked really well because he had growled, pointing his spear at the girl for the others to attack.

The girl moved and ducked and dodged as one by one maces swung at her slender form. She pulled back from them, then jumped into the air, spinning around with her scythe. They looked up, the sun glinting off of the scythe blinding them a bit as they continued to stare unwittingly into the tempest that was her form spinning with her scythe. She landed, pulling the scythe forth, then twisting it around to come behind the neck of the first man, yanking it back to her. Blood splattered her blade and squirted the two beside him as his head was cut clean from his shoulders. It rolled onto the ground, to the leader's feet. This seemed to anger the other four who then attacked her as well, growling their own battle cries. She ducked and dodged, bringing her scythe blade up to block two of the maces, holding her scythe still, and grinning behind her shadowy cowl. After a moment she pushed them back, spinning her scythe and turning, dragging the blade at another male's knees. The blade cut cleanly through both of his legs, having him fall onto the ground upon his back yelping in pain. She shook her head, bringing the scythe down, blade first, into his chest and puncturing through his heart all the way into the ground beneath him. "Two down, four to go."

The three remaining brutes growled, running towards the girl, maces raised high. She used her scythe to push into the air, pulling on the weapon to push the dead body of their comrade into the air at them, blood hitting the dirt as she did so. She flipped in mid-air, spinning her scythe and watching the men push away the body with their weapons. She took this time to throw her scythe, watching it spin in the air, the blade tip coming down to stab into the male in the middle's neck and collar bone area. It seemed to pierce his jugular as blood had started to spray out violently all over his comrade to the left. As he fell to his knees, the girl ran forth with a blinding speed, catching the mace from the man on the dead man's right, and pulling it from his grasp. She swung at his head, the mace impacting and crushing his skull, while he fell motionless to the ground. The last standing brute had no chance as she dropped the mace, pulling her scythe from his comrade and spinning it to slice at his throat, coming to slit it open, blood spraying everywhere.

When the last body fell she calmly walked forward to the other man, shouldering her now bloody weapon, tilting her head and grinning a bit evilly. "So, looks like it's just you now. Doesn't it?" The man raised his spear defensively while backing up from the girl and he started stuttering frightened. "Wh-What are you?!" She shook her head, pulling her scythe forth to slice at the man's spear, pulling it back to cut the wood in half. She the swung it at his head and midsection, cutting his head from his shoulders and his torso from his waist, watching the pieces fall to the ground in a bloody heap. "Pathetic." She thought to herself, shaking her head. And deactivating her seal. She then quietly began to walk onwards to her destination once more. She arrived in the land of waves, her scythe still head tightly in her grip but she sighed, twirling it around a bit to let the blood fly off onto the ground. She pushed the scythe back into her sheathe, moving her body to run towards her objective silently. She arrived at the gates of the village hidden in the mist, and it's name did have some merit. There were clouds of mist everywhere, such that she could barely see, but she ignored it and moved through the gates, looking around at the place she would be searching through to find worth warriors. Somewhere around here she would find the people she needed to start her organization and become strong enough to destroy this world and create one anew. Soon she would show the ninja world that everything they knew to this point was a lie and her vision the truth.

Training: 1507/1500

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