[TRAINING] The Chaos Curse - Part III

[Queen of Kamyuja]

The Chaos Curse - Part III

     Calm her chaos,                                                    
but never silence her storm...

Cree Kamyuja woke to a numb sensation, pins and needles that raced down her arm and into her fingers. She wriggled against the bed, just enough to get the feeling back in her fingers before she stretched and kicked back the sheets. During the night, a strong scent of rain filled the room, evidence that the bedroom window had been left open. A scented candle nearly burned out completely was emitting mist from the top like a dancing shadow. Cree sank back against her pillow, her fingers returning to normal and wiped that same hand across her brow. She lay there for a moment, thinking about her dream, enjoying the stillness of the night.
Hold on a moment.
She sat up in bed.
The night wasn’t entirely still, after all.
Cree heard, quite distinctly, the sound of squeaks. A second later, she had it and thought with growing disgust: rats.
A frown crossed her face. Realizing that the sound echoed rather than coming from inside her room. Her robe flowed over her shoulders as she climbed out of bed.
Her room was at the very top of the grand staircase: the sound seemed to be coming from almost beneath her, someplace downstairs. She padded barefoot down the staircase, one step at a time, soundless, like a cat, till she reached the bottom. Now the sound was coming from behind her. As she moved along the wall next to the stairs, she realised that sound wasn’t much like squeaks now, but rather a rustling. A snake? Either way, it was in fact coming from the panelling that lined the area beneath the stairs. Which seemed silly.
But there was something behind that wood…

Images of secret passageways, trapdoors, hidden storerooms, suddenly flashed through her mind, her childhood fantasies suddenly grown plausible. Cree rapped her knuckles on one panel, then another. Both solid: no echo. She tried another, and another, and then out of nowhere came the sudden thought: What if she was dreaming this nighttime walk, too? Wouldn’t that make more sense, because the idea of something squeaking or rustling that could sound loud enough to be heard up a full flight of stairs was-
She stopped dead in her tracks.
She rapped and heard an echo. And the rustling, louder than ever.
She felt along the panel, looking for a way to open it. The wood bowed inward against the pressure from her hands. Ah. Easy enough to see what lurked behind.
Cree turned into a spin kick, slamming the heel of her foot into the wood, which splintered into a thousand pieces as if it had been made to come apart. She found herself staring into a hidden storeroom of some kind. Pushing aside what remained of the wooden panel, she stepped inside.
Shelving lined the walls; a musty smell filled the air. The first thing she saw was a stack of leatherbound journals, red and brown, a half-dozen or so bundled together with twine, atop a shelf. The cover of the top journal was inscribed with the words “Power of the mind - Illusions.” She cut through the twine and began flipping through the pages. A strangers handwriting, a very old script. How did they end up hidden here, in a hidden storeroom in her house?
Something was still rustling. On the ground, directly in front of her, was a single dusty crate. The rustling seemed to be coming from inside it. Cree knelt, running her hands over its edges, brushing dust off the shipping label, which said only: MISCELLANEOUS. Tearing the lid off was easy with her eager applied strength, and she peered inside anxious thinking it was indeed a snake. But now the rustling had stopped.

A stone path led from the manor to a guesthouse, which was a short walk away. The building was a size of a single home. It is modern compared to her Victorian mansion, with one bedroom, open plan, and high ceilings. Originally built as a barn, the guesthouse had deteriorated into more of a cottage than a place to house horses. She reached the door and rapped her knuckles smartly against the oak wood, several times in quick succession.
“Savage!”
No answer.
She put her ear to the door and heard mumbling.
“Yua! Open this door!
A grunted reply, she complied.
Yua opened the door wearing only Savage's shirt. She stood there wiping her eyes with the palms of her hands.
It was a mess inside the guesthouse, clothes lying about as though the occupants had taken their clothes off in a haste, but after they had done so, they just left them lying there. Candles were all over the place, recently lit, and boxes were both open and closed. Unpacked. Unsorted.
She didn’t understand why Yua insisted on living in this the barn shape cottage.
“Why don’t you live in the house? I have eighty-three rooms.”
Yua shook her head.
“And Savage, his room was three times this size.”
"I like small spaces, your house is far too big, it echoes. Savage and I didn't want you to hear us when we-"
“Yes, yes, but come on. Eighty-three rooms. I wouldn’t hear you two if you did the … deed, on the other side of the manor.”
Yua sighed as Savage walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
“So, what do you want?”
“You two. Now.”
“Now? Savage raised a hand to his eyes and squinted out into the grey mist that surrounded the cottage. “We just got to sleep,”
“Now.” Cree turned and started heading back to her house.
“But it is foggy out!” Savage called after her. He wrinkled his nose. “And what’s that smell?”
“Morning. It’s five,” she called over her shoulder.
“That’s what the world smells like in the morning. Dew on the grass, that sort of thing…” Cree heard Yua explaining as they followed behind.

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Demon Claw Stance: Mantis
000 | 005 TP

[Flashback to approximately one hundred years ago.]

The Kamyuja child raised her arm while keeping her elbow aligned with her waist. The master jerked her wrist upward while a wooden knife was placed in her hand. She was then ordered to point the tip of the blade towards her opponent. Cree obeyed reluctantly and held the wooden blade toward the man as he lifted her right hand above her head and placed another knife in her hand. She then turned her wrist so that the blade pointed at him. Her muscles taut and screaming for release, Cree held the stance firmly before looking over herself to memorize it. As the master stepped away from her, he then ordered, "now do it again on your own." After relaxing her muscles, Cree raised her right arm, pointed the wooden blade at her opponent, and held the knife steadily. Her left arm was then lowered to the point where her elbow was aligned with her waist. She bent her wrist upward so that the blade of the other wooden knife pointed again toward her master. With her legs widening slightly, she would have plenty of room to maneuver should she decide to attack or dodge an incoming one. Despite her constant gaze on the master, Cree's face remained expressionless. “Like this, master?” Her childlike voice asked apprehensively, not at all enjoying the stance.

†

Demon Claw Stance: Mantis
Rank: "E"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: Stance found within the Demon Claws discipline.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: One's left elbow next to their waist with the wrist pointed up. Their right hand with the wrist is pointed up to their head while pointing their weapon to the front.
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Meimei Undoushinkei (Divine Reflexes) Style.

[ᖫᖭØMNÏᖫᖭ]

+5/Technique Learned

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Demon Claw Stance: Turtle
000 | 005 TP

Cree would then observe as her master formed a new stance. He referred to this as the turtle stance. Cree began to imitate her master's arm movements when he switched them. Unlike before, however, the two of them would suddenly circle each other, keeping their eyes fixed and making sure not to lose their structure. Cree would start to take her right hand and raise it slowly upwards, and hold it vertical with the elbow bent before her face. This not only hid her face but chest as well. The wooden blade in her hand was held deflected, with the blade point always facing her opponent. The master came to a halt in his circling and began to manoeuvre in a new direction, flourishing his hand and switching to keep semblance. Cree was startled and tried to copy, making sure to resemble the same mannerism with her opposite left hand now. This time, her steps took her in the opposite direction. Cree walked around in reverse, holding her left hand vertically. The elbow was bent, the knife was again held backhand to face her master. Because she had failed to mimic properly the first time, she held her right hand horizontally under her left elbow this time. Cree seemed to understand correctly now, and she wondered why her master didn't correct her. She did this with each transition in the circling, changing the lead hands each time the rotation changed. Her master was putting her to the test more than ever before. Cree would suddenly twirl her wooden blades as the tension between herself and the master grew. A quick, sudden step toward her caused her to steel herself in formation. In that instant, Cree understood the stance's method. It was a defensive stance designed to keep her safe from an advancing enemy. She twirled around and took a sudden step of her own, forcing her master to steal his arms as well. The true purpose of this stance was to provide a stationary defense as well.

†

Demon Claw Stance: Turtle
Rank: "E"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A stance that decreases the chance of a hit along the chest, neck, face, or stomach. This stance also makes quick attacks easier.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: User's right arm is pointed up in front of the chest and forehead while their left arm is lied horizontally in front of the right elbow pointing right.
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Meimei Undoushinkei (Divine Reflexes) Style.

[yu]

+5 Learned

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Demon Teeth Stance: Dead Man’s Pose
000 | 005 TP

"Good. This is the easiest out of them all, child. You are doing well." Was all the child would hear as her master circled her. Possession by a demon. This was the first thing she thought as she stood there in the morning sunlight. Her upper body hung languidly forwards, her arms lengthy in their childlike length and swaying in the breeze. She was as relaxed and lifeless as the technique would have you suspect. If she pounced right now, she'd easily catch unaware victims. Her legs were strong and straight, and she was perfectly balanced on the balls of her feet. If something were to happen, the Kamyuja would be able to easily dodge, or move out of the way of danger. Her lavish light turquoise dress, with a painted monarch butterfly design at the very bottom, flapped harmlessly in the breeze, revealing child-shaped legs of plea white skin through the folds of robes. That was the only sound in a field of yellow and white flowers. She knew she had to act unexpectedly if she was to strike quickly and confidently. But when was the appropriate time? The child closed her eyes and continue to hover over like a puppet with its strings cut, waiting for the right moment. She could simply awaken and strike instantly if she so desired, as this technique was designed to do. She traced her master as he circled her.

Listening.
Waiting.

†

Demon Teeth Stance: Dead Man’s Pose
Rank: "E"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A stance in which it is close to impossible to see what one is about to do.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The user's entire upper body is hanging down in front of the legs, as if there isn't any life in it anymore.
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Meimei Undoushinkei (Divine Reflexes) Style.

[ᖫᖭØMNÏᖫᖭ]

+5/Technique Learned

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Demon Teeth Stance: Bear
000 | 005 TP

The child's movement was maintained as she stood there with her legs already in a stance. All she had to do now was move her arms into the next stance her master was about to demonstrate. As her master took a strangely simple stance, the child's face changed to one of confusion. Cree hesitantly followed suit, raising her right hand to the left side of her face. She paused, slightly perplexed, before continuing. In any case, it had the appearance of being intimidating. If you saw someone standing there with a knife in their hand, you'd probably know they were after them. Her free arm was positioned on the right side of her waist. Cree shifted her posture, as did her master, and they began to walk around the field with stiff-legged strides. Walking this way was more comfortable, but she couldn't help but think it was the stupidest of all the stances she'd tried so far. Cree watched as her master made a feint dash towards her, causing Cree to act as if she was about to slash him across the frontal. This caused her master to pause, a small smile forming on her master's face, while Cree stood ready, eyes studying him with calm grace. The trick Cree learned now was simply raw savagery behind the knife, that the blade alone would arouse and cause such trepidation. The stance was created to be used for the unfaltering mauling of enemies. That's why it was just a simple tight coiled stance with nothing fancy behind it. Cree's hands would suddenly switch to the left, revealing a child's missing tooth smile as her mouth appeared between the revealing of her arm's. Her master returned the smile and took a step forwards with his off-hand. "Not bad, kid. You are a quick learner." Cree's eyes widened as she slashed across the incoming wooden blade and parried it. The child observed her master nodding in approval.

†

Demon Teeth Stance: Bear
Rank: "E"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A stance giving the user more strength to perform the techniques needed while covering vital organs.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: User's right arm is held next to the left side of the head while the right arm is at the right side of the waist.
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Meimei Undoushinkei (Divine Reflexes) Style.

[ᖫᖭØMNÏᖫᖭ]

+5TP/Technique Learned

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Demon Horns Stance: Cat
000 | 005 TP

"Good. I see you're still in bare feet. It would be better for me to analyse you while you practise this next stance." Her master spoke up, his arms folded behind him. She watched him now as her master simply walked. But it was the way he walked that she noticed right away. And it left an indelible impression on her. Her master then stopped walking and retreated. The child nodded slowly and attempted to imitate. The child assumed the cat stance. Previously, he walked on his toes and the ends of his feet. His movement, on the other hand, was deliberate yet natural. Cree mimicked what she saw and began to walk in the same manner as her master. Her steps were deliberate but natural, and she glided across the ground gracefully. She felt like a cat, like an adult with modelling grace, all at once. She appeared calm as she 'stalked him'. Her bare feet touch toes first, then the end smoothly. Her left arm was slightly stretched forwards at shoulder height, while her right hand was resting on her right hip. The wooden blades were pointing away from her. The arm stance was weirdly put together yet she could see that it was designed that way for movement. But this technique was all about footwork. To create silent, graceful speed.

†

Demon Horns Stance: Cat
Rank: "E"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A stance used for speed.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The left arm is slightly stretched forward at shoulder height while the right hand is the next to the user's right hips.
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Meimei Undoushinkei (Divine Reflexes) Style.

[ᖫᖭØMNÏᖫᖭ]

+5TP/Technique Learned

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Demon Horns Stance: Wolf
000 | 005 TP

"Finally, here we are. The final stance."
Her master spoke, his hands clapping once to show his excitement. Cree, the little child, continued to watch her master as she walked around him in the stance of a cat. She began to imitate his stance as he demonstrated it. Cree gradually transitioned from the Cat to the Wolf stance. Her legs spread wider, sliding still on the grass. With her legs widened, giving her a more balanced stance than before, one arm rested by her head, while the other rested closer to her hip. Cree continued to stare blankly at her master as everything in her mind continued to play out. She appeared to be just passing the time. The child blinked once, focused, and realised she was standing in the same place as her master. He now mirrored her, smiling like a contented master having a good time. "Well done, my dear. You are well on your way to learning Meimei Undoushinkei." He said as she slipped out of her stance and smiled shyly at her master. The child, gracefully ran up to the man and wrapped her arms around his legs. "Thank you, master." She replied, overwhelmed with childlike emotion.

[End of flashback]

†

Demon Horns Stance: Wolf
Rank: "E"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A stance that beckons balance for quick and yet strong attacks.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: User stands with their legs far apart. Both legs are pointing towards the direction the body is turned. One arm is up resting near the user's head to protect it from attacks while the other arm is resting near the user's waist to help protect the user's waist.
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Meimei Undoushinkei (Divine Reflexes) Style.

[ᖫᖭØMNÏᖫᖭ]

-The past has reinvigorated your former strength. You can now pose as fiercely as ever!-

+5TP/Technique Learned

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Defensive Throw
000 | 010 TP

The night sky was a thick ink blanket dotted with diamond-like stars that sparkled like jewels. The crescent moon's light shone down on the forest eleven metres away from Cree's manor, where the lights from various lamps hung on the low branches of the trees, casting the boundary for where her yard ended into the forest began. Four large target posts were strewn about her yard, some high and some barely protruding from the uneven ground. The Kamyuja had spent the previous hour throwing kunai at the target posts when she considered honing her ability to detect an impending attack. Her friends were planning on assisting her with her taijutsu, but no one had mentioned when they would do so. Cree had a sneaking suspicion that they were planning to attack her when her guard was down.

As she continued to throw the kunai, she concentrated on sharpening her senses to the point where her ears were straining to pick up any unusual sound and her body hairs could pick up on sensations. She relied on her intuition as well because she was a woman, and a woman's intuition was highly favoured in situations like this. Cree threw another kunai as the entire manor fell silent, but kept her senses and mind alert to those around her. Her stomach was telling her she was being watched, and it wasn't just from the mansion. The Kamyuja came to a halt and turned her gaze to the right. Darkness returned her stare, but she flipped the handle of a kunai in her right hand and threw it at a target, unconcerned whether it hit the centre or not. Cree again turned her head sharply and flicked her wrist, releasing a shuriken with deadly force in response to the faint rustle of trees she heard near her.

---

The small projectile shot from her fingers, and something dark raced from where her shuriken was headed. Despite the projectile striking nothing but the tree trunk, the dark figure leapt out and started charging toward her. She moved quickly to the right as adrenaline surged through her body, hairs on the back of her neck standing up, instinct telling her to hit the ground, so she laid on her stomach just as a small fireball shot past her and struck one of the targets in the backyard. She snapped her head in the direction it came from only to find a kunai shooting toward her.

When Cree rolled to her left, she released another shuriken, resulting in a loud clang of metal as both shuriken and kunai were cancelled out. Upon twisting her body, she knew that her gut was now telling her to move to her right and found that a creature had hit the ground where she had been crouching and had exploded into senbon-like needles. Cree tossed a shuriken in the direction of another moving shadow, realizing that she would need the protection of the trees or the target boards. Ironic as it was, but it was large enough for her to hide behind or use as a shield.

†

Defensive Throw
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: TaiJutsu/Supplementary
Effect: A technique in which if the user has his sights set on a target ready to attack, the senses of the Throwing Specialist is so in tuned with his surroundings the user is unable to be flanked.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user may only learn this technique by the class that they are. This means that in order to learn the "C" Rank version they must be "C" Class, if they wish to learn the "B" Rank version they must be "B" Class.
Description: A technique where the subconscious mind, where the subconscious body reacts just as they are attacked while flanked or while their back is turn. The body reacts in such a way to where they are capable of withstanding so much. This technique makes it where the Throwing Specialist is incapable of being surprised attacked, a sudden second sense kicks in as their body screams out to them yelling at them telling them to move, duck, dodge or anything else within that manner. This works whenever they are being attacked. This technique however has a major flaw. The user is capable of dodging only whenever the opponent's class is equal or lower to that of the rank of the technique they know. This means that a "D" Class user that knows this technique cannot use this against an opponent that is "C" Class or higher.
Limit: Must be a Throwing Specialist.

[ᖫᖭØMNÏᖫᖭ]

+10/Learned

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Defensive Throw - C Ranked
000 | 010 TP

A knife narrowly missed her head as several small projectiles struck the target board. Taking a deep breath, Cree crouches down and makes herself small, straining her ears for any kind of sound around her. She could hear herself breathing, but her body continued to warn her that she was in some way exposed. She twisted in her spot and examined the situation from all angles, finding that she was well protected behind this makeshift shield, but why does her instinct tell her that she is not safe? An instant later, she feels heat slap her, and the target board's front section catches fire, with a small spark arcing over the grass in front of her. She stomps on the small spark but knows she must find somewhere else to hide.

It would be stupid to dart into the yard, and she just had to find the target board in the middle of the yard. Goddammit! Why didn't she think this through properly? Cree peeked out to see that another burst of kunai and shuriken was heading her way. Before scurrying out of her cornered position, she did a quick calculation. Pushing herself forward into a roll, she climbs to her feet and throws herself across the yard occasionally throwing out a projectile of her own at any oncoming weapon that strayed too close for comfort. “You lot are really trying to kill me!” She shouted, not pleased in the slightest. She heard Yua's laughter, knowing that her experience as a jounin had no doubt been the reason why she felt so stuck and defeated.

Cree's hands grab ahold of a tree branch before she twists her body around the trunk to get behind it. But the prickly feeling at the back of her neck came just seconds before the pain did. Her left arm is slammed into by a bo shuriken, throwing her to the ground. Cree knew exactly who that came from. As she landed in the brush, she was enshrouded by a cluster of large leaves, and the whole night became silent. The rise and fall of her chest made her feel winded, and she could feel blood trickling down her arm steadily. Looking at the wound, she knew Savage was out there smiling at the fact that his projectile had hit its target.

Having removed the shuriken, she does not heal the wound since it would reveal her position, so she instead turns around and crawls through the brush as silently as she could. Cree had barely made it two feet when another fireball struck the area closest to her, followed soon after by four more. As well as seeing kunai inside the flame, she also knew that Yua was using the Katon technique. With a scowl, she curled into a ball and peered out into the night, hoping to see her attackers. Movement from the tree four metres to her right tells her that someone is aware of her position. Cree launches Savage's shuriken and scrambles up the nearest tree with the aid of distraction. But when she came to a halt, a smile tears across her face at the sound of someone grunting.

†

Defensive Throw [10]
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: TaiJutsu/Supplementary
Effect: A technique in which if the user has his sights set on a target ready to attack, the senses of the Throwing Specialist is so in tuned with his surroundings the user is unable to be flanked.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user may only learn this technique by the class that they are. This means that in order to learn the "C" Rank version they must be "C" Class, if they wish to learn the "B" Rank version they must be "B" Class.
Description: A technique where the subconscious mind, where the subconscious body reacts just as they are attacked while flanked or while their back is turn. The body reacts in such a way to where they are capable of withstanding so much. This technique makes it where the Throwing Specialist is incapable of being surprised attacked, a sudden second sense kicks in as their body screams out to them yelling at them telling them to move, duck, dodge or anything else within that manner. This works whenever they are being attacked. This technique however has a major flaw. The user is capable of dodging only whenever the opponent's class is equal or lower to that of the rank of the technique they know. This means that a "D" Class user that knows this technique cannot use this against an opponent that is "C" Class or higher.
Limit: Must be a Throwing Specialist.

[yu]

+10 Learned

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Defensive Throw - B Ranked
000 | 040 TP

The Laughter echoed. “Come on doll, you said not to hold back!” Yua's voice rang out into the darkness. Cree tilts her head, trying to pinpoint the location of that voice. But the sensation at the back of her neck returns, and she pulls herself back in time to see a kunai fly by. 'Damn it!' She leaps onto the next branch, twists sharply to the right, and lands on another branch, her face tilted. As movement follows her, more noises fill her ears. "She was just here." Someone - a voice unknown – whispers, and Cree moves forwards, peering around the side of the tree before hurling a shuriken. 'Who the f*ck is in my yard?' she wondered. Cree moves again, looking up to see a freaking kunai flying straight at her. Her body propels itself forwards, and she crashes to the ground, landing on her knees. Discomfort shoots up both legs, and she drops, rolling to the left and into a bush. “Damn it! I lost her!” The stranger hissed. Cree takes a deep breath, pulls out a kunai, and waits.

The darkness is piercing, and the silence appears to be lethal. The Kamyuja was in pain, cold, and bleeding, but she wasn't seriously hurt. She stares helplessly out into the night, straining her ears to hear any movement when her instincts tell her that someone is nearby. Her body is tense, and her breathing has slowed. Her legs were drawn in the foetal position, but her muscles were locked and her concentration was so intense that she was almost certain she knew where her hunter was. She remains motionless, allowing her body to absorb the language of the forest, which tells her its secrets and whispers to her in the only way a forest can: through sound, smell, and vibration. The faint thumping sounds coming from at least four metres behind her indicated that someone heavy-footed – Savage – was moving forwards, but his steps were hesitant.

That tells her he has no idea where she is. A gentle breeze blows past her, carrying Yua's perfume with it. That means her friend is at least two metres to her left. She was the person closest to her at the time. Cree frowns but remains silent to enforce the forest. The faint rustling in the brush to her right indicates that the stranger was present and that they all had her cornered, whether they knew it or not. Cree needed to get out of her location without being discovered. "You're bleeding, honey. Are you all right?" Yua's voice reverberates throughout the forest, revealing her location. She was now less than two metres away. 'Shit!'

The Kamyuja does not respond, knowing she asked the question because she is unsure where she is. Cree gives a slight smile but remains completely motionless. A sensation in her lower leg nudges her to move, and alarm bells ring in her head, urging her to do so. But she was trapped. 'How am I going to proceed?' The Kamyuja turns her head slightly and notices Yua's shadow right beside her, her gaze searching the trees left-hand when she has an epiphany. Cree gently places the kunai on the ground and looks further out into the forest, somewhere near the yard, allowing her chakra to burst to life as her fingers form a cross sign.

†

Defensive Throw [10]
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: TaiJutsu/Supplementary
Effect: A technique in which if the user has his sights set on a target ready to attack, the senses of the Throwing Specialist is so in tuned with his surroundings the user is unable to be flanked.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user may only learn this technique by the class that they are. This means that in order to learn the "C" Rank version they must be "C" Class, if they wish to learn the "B" Rank version they must be "B" Class.
Description: A technique where the subconscious mind, where the subconscious body reacts just as they are attacked while flanked or while their back is turn. The body reacts in such a way to where they are capable of withstanding so much. This technique makes it where the Throwing Specialist is incapable of being surprised attacked, a sudden second sense kicks in as their body screams out to them yelling at them telling them to move, duck, dodge or anything else within that manner. This works whenever they are being attacked. This technique however has a major flaw. The user is capable of dodging only whenever the opponent's class is equal or lower to that of the rank of the technique they know. This means that a "D" Class user that knows this technique cannot use this against an opponent that is "C" Class or higher.
Limit: Must be a Throwing Specialist.

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Defensive Throw - B Ranked
000 | 040 TP

A distant sound of rustling leaves, caused by the Kamyuja's use of basic wind control, alerts the group to action. Projectiles of various types fly in that direction, quickly followed by the three aggressors. While the others were distracted, Cree leaps up and runs to the nearest tree. "It was just the breeze!" Cree smiles as she hears the stranger yell. Yua turns around and looks around the area where she was standing, while the Kamyuja quickly pats herself down to see how many weapons she still has. Despite having used the projectiles around her in addition to her own, she was aware that she was nearing the end of her supply.

Her brow furrows as she continues to consider the situation. Yua was the most dangerous of the group; the female being a Jounin made her more vulnerable to picking up on her moves, while Savage and the stranger were at the unknown level. Cree suspects Savage is a Jounin, but she has no proof; however, the stranger, knows nothing about him. While Yua continues to approach the tree she was hiding behind, she carefully pulls a shuriken from her pack and grips it tightly. Cree has a clear shot while her eyes and senses continue to move around to keep track of the others' positions. She will be apprehended if one of them moves out of her line of sight. At this hour, the forest was nearly impenetrable. The Kamyuja could barely see the outlines of her surroundings and had to rely on her instincts to figure out where the assailants were.

The large leaves branching off in all directions continued to provide her with adequate shelter, but as Yua moved forwards, Cree gave a sharp flick of her wrist and released the shuriken with such force that Yua's body was thrown back at least thirty-five metres. Her scream startled the other two as she jumped from one branch to another to avoid being discovered. The prickly perception on her left side warned her that she was vulnerable to the stranger's attack. Cree sent another shuriken in the direction of the stranger, who was looking around wildly. The stranger swerved to the right, and her shuriken smacked into a tree. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as another projectile hurtled towards her, but from which direction? Cree's ears strained and her body took over; she let the forest tell her its stories again, and a wisp of air from her far-left told her the answer to her prickly feeling.

Cree threw herself to the ground, crawling crab-style along the surface and rolling forwards to avoid Savage's kunai and the stranger's agitated reaction. “Yua!” The voice of the stranger rang out in the forest. Cree's senses were heightened to the point where the sound of the stranger's voice startled her almost out of the shrub. 'How on earth did he get behind me so fast?' Yua's response came from a long distance away, but Savage had yet to speak. She realised at that point that they had her in their sights and were waiting for her to move into striking range. Cree lowers herself to the ground, shimmering out of the leaves and lowers herself to the base of the tree. Silently, she listens to the forest once more. A rustling in the trees nearby indicated Savage's location, but exactly where he remained unknown. Cree's heart began to pound, and the hairs on both her arms and the back of her neck stood up; he was so close that she had a nagging suspicion that he was... When Cree looked up, she noticed a dark figure smiling down at her...

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Defensive Throw [10]
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: TaiJutsu/Supplementary
Effect: A technique in which if the user has his sights set on a target ready to attack, the senses of the Throwing Specialist is so in tuned with his surroundings the user is unable to be flanked.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user may only learn this technique by the class that they are. This means that in order to learn the "C" Rank version they must be "C" Class, if they wish to learn the "B" Rank version they must be "B" Class.
Description: A technique where the subconscious mind, where the subconscious body reacts just as they are attacked while flanked or while their back is turn. The body reacts in such a way to where they are capable of withstanding so much. This technique makes it where the Throwing Specialist is incapable of being surprised attacked, a sudden second sense kicks in as their body screams out to them yelling at them telling them to move, duck, dodge or anything else within that manner. This works whenever they are being attacked. This technique however has a major flaw. The user is capable of dodging only whenever the opponent's class is equal or lower to that of the rank of the technique they know. This means that a "D" Class user that knows this technique cannot use this against an opponent that is "C" Class or higher.
Limit: Must be a Throwing Specialist.

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Defensive Throw - B Ranked
000 | 040 TP

The Kamyuja stared up at Savage, frozen like a deer caught in the sights of an archer, and he returned her stare with a wide smile of his own. He entrapped her. Cree stares intently and notices a hand axe. 'Hand axe?!' In preparation for the jump, he moves his leg inward. Cree had no choice but to use her strength to push off and sail out of the tree. As she did so, she veered sharply to the left in the direction of the manor. The eleven metres were quickly devoured by the stranger who had discovered her just moments before the jump. 'Shit!' As a weapon passed beneath her, her back arched, forcing her to land on her bottom. “You’re a tricky one, my lady. I got to hand it to you, there.” The stranger's voice taunted from less than a metre away. Cree knew where he was, but the slightly muffled sound of his voice indicated that he was facing away from her.

Her suspicions were confirmed when she turned her head and threw a shuriken at his left shoulder with enough force to send him stumbling into the open backyard and landing on his chest and side some metres away. Yua sat on the porch with a mug in her hand, observing the entire scene. The Kamyuja now knows that she was left with Savage, standing some metres away. Cree immediately ducks into the forest, taking on the role of hunter. Her movements were sure and precise, her gaze darting all around her while she kept her steps light, almost feather-like. Savage's movements had ceased the moment the stranger left the battle zone; she suspected Savage was devising a new battle strategy.

She comes to a halt about seven metres into the forest and looks up towards the trees, stilling herself to the point where she can hear the noises of the forest around her. The rustles from the branches to her left caused her to duck slightly, but the object was so small that it cannot be Savage. He isn't familiar with the transformation technique, but he is familiar with other arts. Her brow furrows as she studies the creature's movements, knowing that her ability to see in the dark is not that of a cat. Cree could only see the creature's outline and no other colour than black.

Despite this, Cree moves out of its path and deeper into the forest until she finds a tree large enough to shield her body by standing the length of the trunk. The large trunk blocks the majority of her body on two sides, allowing her to concentrate on the areas where she was vulnerable to attack. Aside from the crickets in the distance, the forest was still and relatively quiet. She was aware that if they fell silent, her hunter would be nearby. Cree lowered herself into a crouching position, straining her ears and relaxing her muscles. The sounds of the forest soon flooded her, and she welcomed the information it had to offer.

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Defensive Throw [10]
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: TaiJutsu/Supplementary
Effect: A technique in which if the user has his sights set on a target ready to attack, the senses of the Throwing Specialist is so in tuned with his surroundings the user is unable to be flanked.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user may only learn this technique by the class that they are. This means that in order to learn the "C" Rank version they must be "C" Class, if they wish to learn the "B" Rank version they must be "B" Class.
Description: A technique where the subconscious mind, where the subconscious body reacts just as they are attacked while flanked or while their back is turn. The body reacts in such a way to where they are capable of withstanding so much. This technique makes it where the Throwing Specialist is incapable of being surprised attacked, a sudden second sense kicks in as their body screams out to them yelling at them telling them to move, duck, dodge or anything else within that manner. This works whenever they are being attacked. This technique however has a major flaw. The user is capable of dodging only whenever the opponent's class is equal or lower to that of the rank of the technique they know. This means that a "D" Class user that knows this technique cannot use this against an opponent that is "C" Class or higher.
Limit: Must be a Throwing Specialist.