Studies of a Great One (Training)
Mar 16, 2008 20:05:31 GMT -7
Post by Afuro Shirai-Ryu on Mar 16, 2008 20:05:31 GMT -7
Dark Mask
Rank: D-Rank
Type: Nin
Effect: This is used by the clan to help them does their job of killing under the secret of night and to strike fear into their enemy's
Special: None
Drawback: None
Description: This cause the user to make a mask of darkness that causes a cloud of darkness to cover the face of the user and giving them yellow eyes over the mask of darkness.
Limit: Must be in the Kuroi Akumu[Flash Back Training]
Within the depths of wondrous village of Grass, a warrior would come forth, staying deep within the meditation room within the loving environment of his own home. As the home of a man with great intentions stayed without, quietly, deep within the loving forms of what one would know to be a Meditation Room. The young warrior stood there calmly his hands against his knee, feet tucked in as he sat down along his legs. Staying there calmly this young warrior of the age of twenty two kept his head down eyes closed staring nothing but within his mind. A few deep breathes came forth as he would sigh out softly emptying out all mind. The gentle flicker of candle light gently danced about as he stayed to himself, speaking no words, saying no sense of truth as his mind began to show everything of his past, present and future. His hair gapped down in the napped form, somewhat untamed as he slowly took in another deep breathe. This was when he began to recap his past, began to bring forth what he once knew within the past. This was the truth of this man.
“Well, well, well if it ain’t the child that became lost and found,” spoke out the tall man with no face. He looked down at the young Afuro without sound and without movement. There was a soft grunt that gently escaped the lips of this tall man as h just stared down the young warrior.
In front of him was a small boy, a child not older then that of a seven year old. His hair was large, never cut, up in somewhat of a topknot like form wearing nothing but the undergarments of that of a true Samurai Warrior. His eyes filled with no fear, his life was that of the Akumu, he was not a prosecuted member, a member who was treated equally as the rest within the life of the Akumu clan, the life of a warrior. A boy with no fear was grander and more honorable then one who would quiver within fear. Hands clenched to a fist eyes staring out towards the man without a face as he snorted out softly staring out towards him with such eyes, the eyes of one no one would know.
“Are you ready boy?” the man without a face spoke out as he slowly took a large heavy like step towards the young boy.
Opening, parting his lips the young boy began to emit out a word as the sudden pain came forth against his right cheek. The loud pop came forth as his head jerked to the side feeling as if his jaw would dislocate. His body eased up off of the ground from the sheer force as he suddenly slammed down against the very ground speaking no words.
“You are not ready boy,” the man without a face spoke out spitting within his words.
The young boy slowly began to ease up as he softly ran a hand against his swollen cheek as he heard the sudden laughter of the man behind him. Clenching his fists even more he slowly tilted his head out towards the man without a face as he began to face him once again. The gentle sky began to ease off slightly as the sudden sensation of coldness filled the air. A flake began to emit forth falling down gently as it placed against the very ground that these two would stand forth. Another flake came forth following behind, then another, and another, as a small flurry began to lay resting down, snowing in the small sensation of life. The sky was high, snow falling forth, coldness within the air as every breathe emitted out was shown and true.
“Teh, it’s snowing, feel cold? Going to stop?” the man with no face spoke out mocking the young boy.
“Teach me,” the young boy spoke out as he stared down the man with no face as he took a step forward towards him.
“Well, well, well, as it seems you do have spirit, then that means I will teach you the teaching of Dark Mask, you will need to begin to control your Dark Ki, and begin to push it up forth over your face to cloud your face of darkness, and make those white eyes of yours even more demonic then they are,” the man with no face spoke out softly as he stared out towards the young boy.
Giving out a little nod he slowly closed his eyes as began to push forth his chakra. He groaned out lowly as he felt himself growing impatient. This was something he did not wish to do, nor felt it was honorable to hide his face but he needed this in order to learn and become strong. His chakra continued to come forth as the young warrior pushed forth more and more. Sweat slowly began to poor along the brow of his face as his concentration was harsh and long. His hands slowly eased up as he made the seal of the Ram which would try to help him concentrate along his Chakra even more. The Dark Ki slowly eased forth as his chakra changed form easing out slowly but surly. His chakra began to take the color of what seemed to be Dark Purple as he continued out. The darkness was showing now, the darkness was taking shape as the young boy began to try forth and ease it up over his face.
The darkness began to form along the bottom of his neck. It would begin to seep up slowly but surly as it began to ease more and more coming forth upwards along his neck. Seeping up to his throat it would then continue forth as it reached down to the base of his chin. That was when things began to prove harsh and untrue. The darkness began to ease down now as it would begin to push forth as if the young boy began to loose patience, began to loose control.
This apparently only angered the man as he suddenly barked out at the young boy. “You want to be Akumu? You want to be strong? An Akumu Member needs to learn the basics before they can prove anything!!”
The boy said no words as he kept to himself. The eyes would not be of betrayal, of deceiving or any other form as he began to concentrate along the darkness once more. He stayed to himself as he began once again to ease the very darkness over his own face. Doing so it would begin to shimmer up and down as if the darkness did not know exactly where to go. His mind was wondering about, it seemed there was to many mind as he stayed to himself wondering, pondering how he would do. The darkness would rush up and then suddenly drop once more as his hands stayed together as he tried desperately to do the one technique that even the smallest child of the Akumu clan would be capable of doing.
Giving out a little annoyance the man without a face suddenly yelled out forth as he growled out. “Come on boy how do you expect to defeat your enemies with such pathetic abilities, how do you expect to join forth and be capable of using your abilities to ensure the safety of this country.” the man without a face spoke out. As he spoke out it somewhat startled the young child as he stared out at it. “Strength is not the outside, but within, if you have two arms you are strong, if you have one arm you steal an arm, if you have no arms you kick the bastards, if you have no legs you bite the bastard till your very own death. Now stop messing around and do what any child can do.”
With such words his eyes peered towards the man with no face as he watched calmly not saying not speaking any words. One could easily tell there was annoyance within the eyes of the boy as he just nodded taking in a deep breathe. Placing his hands together once more he sighed out softly looking forward as he gave out a gentle smile. Beginning once again the young lad concentrated along his chakra once more, the Dark Ki began to push off as his chakra began to change once more. The chakra along his body began to show the color of that of dark Purple once again as the darkness would slowly begin to ease up against over his face once more. If done correctly if he was capable of doing so the darkness would seep up slowly over his neck once again, slowly pushing up forth towards his chin, pushing even more over his lips, mouth, nose and then finally the eyes as it would ease forth over his own face. All that could be seen was that of his hair, his eyes would shimmer the color of yellow as he would stare forth. There was no smile among his face, no emotion as he would stand there calmly to himself as he would speak no words. This would occur if he was capable of learning such a technique within the time frame that was given against him as he would just stand there, while no compliment would never be given towards him.
