Demon in the Grass . [ClosedTraining]

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Demon of the Plains
Rank: "C"
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: Multiple points of moderate damage
Special: Horse and Dragon seal (If juctioned with Blades of Grass this technique becomes something else.)
Drawback: Can only be used in a grassy area
Description: This technique allows the user to strike an opponent in critical places multiple times, appearing out of the grass. When used, chakra is transferred all over the body to allow the user to fuse with the grass. The user then travels behind the opponent in the blink of an eye, strikes and then disappears again. This is repeated a total of six times, the final time ending in an uppercut, with either weapon or fist, with a whirlwind of grass circling the user.
Limit: Any grass ninja can learn

It was a warm day , the lack of clouds in the sky allowed the sun to beat it's rays fully. Shida shielded his eyes from the intense light as he looked out across the plains. The grass stretched for miles, an emerald ocean as far as the eye could see. The grass was tall, rising to thigh level. A slight breeze blew past him, the fresh air providing a moments relief from the intense heat. His robe danced in the wind and the blades of grass all bowed to the gust like a massive kingdom accosting their king. He couldn't help but enjoy the cool air, a sigh of contentment releasing from his lips. After taking in the moment he continued on his way. He would walk about a mile out before settling in an area with more leveled ground.

Once he settled on his location Shida began going through his pre-training routine. Earlier that morning he had taken laps across the village, so that was done. For now he would turn to a series of push-ups, sit-ups, squats and stretches. After working up a decent sweat, Shida took to setting the dummy up. The purpose for this venture into the meadow was to train a technique he had seen once before from one of the older shinobi. It was a quick paced taijutsu technique that utilized the cover of the grass coupled with the speed and ferocity of a shinobi to strike a victim quickly from different angles. It was just the sort of thing Shida would use. Although Shida was a taijutsu specialist he was not overly muscular. Shida had the toned body of a dancer. What he lacked in size and intimidation he made up for in agility and speed. Shida was incredibly quick on his feet and thanks to the training he received from his father he had also honed his reflexes.

Shida planted the dummy In the grass. It was a simple wooden pike holding up a human shaped doll stuffed with what could only be assumed was hay. It wasn't nearly as useful as a live sparring opponent but it would do for now. After ensuring the dummy was stable he leaped backwards and dropped himself low to the ground. His eye level just above the top of the grass. Reaching into his bag he retrieved a Kunai knife.While holding it blade down he began to circle the dummy slowly. He was like a shark amidst a sea of green. Silently moving outside the preys peripheral vision, a silent killer waiting to take it's prey. Suddenly a breeze broke across the plains once more, and just like that Shida sprang to life.

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Pushing off his right foot he lunged past the dummy, sliding the blade of the kunai knife through his target as he traveled. Shida wasted no time, darting back to the dummy, only this time he would strike the opposite side. Relentlessly he would continue this series of strikes, never staying in one spot for too long. Each time he moved to strike the dummy he made an effort to never strike the same location twice. By the time his series was done the dummy had several slits across it's body. He would finish this assault by closing in finally, just under the dummy he would send his heel upwards, kicking right under where a personas chin would be. The Dummy shot into the air a few feet and landed shortly after. Shida wiped the sweat from his brow and placed the Kunai back in his pouch while walking over to examine his target. A small frown appeared as he counted the number of cuts in the dummy and compared it to the number of times he attacked. He came up short, having cut the dummy in the same location a few times. "Room for improvement..."

For a moment Shida wondered what advice his father would have for him right now. He walked over to grab the Dummy and plant it back into the earth. "You're moving too slow"   the thought echoed in his mind. Shida calmed himself, focused his mind and his body. If he wanted to be an effective shinobi he couldn't allow room for error. He knew he had to push himself harder and farther than any of his peers. Shida darted back into the grass. Retrieving the kunai knife from his bag he began to move slowly. This time he focused his chakra, he felt it flow through him as naturally as his blood. There was a stillness in him. Complete tranquility. The calm before the storm.

Like before, Shida darted past the dummy, slicing as he traveled through the air. As he made each strike he could tell something in him had changed. He felt lighter on his feet, more cunning. He didn't dwell on this thought for too long, there was no time for getting distracted. After several more swipes he closed in on the dummy, appearing right below it, this time sending an uppercut to the "head". He had made this blow a full body movement, staying low to the ground and using his legs to push off, transferring that momentum to his fist and finally sending the full power into the blow. The dummy flew higher into the air, a flurry of grass following in a sort of whirlwind type motion. Beads of sweat trailed down his face as he watched the dummy finally land. There was a slight smirk of satisfaction on his face, it had felt more like the technique he had saw demonstrated by the older shinobi. He also began to take mental notes on the variation. The finishing kick was much quicker, but the uppercut provided more power. Shida returned to the dummy and set it up once again. More testing was required.

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Shida his within the cover of the grass. His skin was damp with sweat, his muscles ached. had he been pushing himself too far? Moving so rapidly in such short bursts would take it's toll no doubt, but he pressed himself to keep going. Shida reached into his bag to retrieve another Kunai knife. Now he held one in each hand, ready to strike with deadly aim. He shut his eyes and focused once more. The stillness was interrupted by the pounding in his chest. He could feel it, his ears throbbed as the blood rushed through his body, conversely, his chakra ebbed smoothly around him. 

Finally he struck fourth, dashing violently from position to position. He would strike the dummy from it's six o' clock, then it's twelve, then it's fifth and so on and so on. The second he felt himself slowing down he only pushed harder. In response an intense burning sensation pulsated throughout his body almost as if his muscles were begging him to stop. He grit his teeth and went in for the final blow. In an instant he found himself before the dummy in a crouching position! With a roar he sent his foot up, driving his heel into the dummy and sending it shooting into the air or rather what was left of the dummy. 


Shida collapsed in a huff, his body heaved in desperation to take in as much oxygen as possible. His sweat drenched body made his robe stick to his skin. He shut his eyes tightly and dug the kunai into the earth. Moments later the dummy landed beside him, in a mess of hay and sheered grass. He peered over. "Perfect." He stared up at the sky. It was a vast deep blue, complementing the bed of green he lay upon. He felt the warmth of the sun. It's heat both soothing and dangerous. After a moments appreciation, he lifted himself up. Legs shaking he began his trek back home. The wind at his back.

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