Mother knows best (Training)

[Atsy]

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The eight whips cracked around Atsy's body sinisterly as he held his arms up in defense. The boy knew that he was no expert of Taijutsu, but he still had enough confidence in his ability to stop the majority of his mother's blows. Even if he could not guard himself, with his hands now free, Atsy would be able to evade his mother more efficiently.

Erith wasted no time in her assault, taking advantage of the poor visibility and hearing to strike at her son from his blind spots. The Suiton no Tate whips struck at the woman every time she attacked, while the boy ducked and dodged her devastating blows. The pair danced on top of the raging waves for what seemed like hours before the boy fell to his knee. Atsy's chakra was running low.

"We need to take a break!" the boy called out panting to the open lake. Atsy was not sure if his mother could hear him, but he hoped that she would. "Just a short..."

A knee connected with the boy's open face, sending him soaring backwards through the air. The a pair of whips wrapped around the offending leg as the boy flew, jerking him to a halt while he tried to regain his senses. Atsy felt as if he was going to die from exhaustion and his mother continued still. The boy grunted as he got back on his feet.

"Fine!" he called out again. "We'll keep going until I die!"

As if answering the boy's smart remark, a water whip grabbed Atsy's ankle and swung him. The whip released the boy's ankle mid swing, sending the boy's small body crashing over the wavy water. Atsy tumbled as he landed, rolling over the waves until he slid to a halt. His own water whips sprang to life as soon as the boy regained his awareness, just in time to stop a handful of shuriken from penetrating the boy.

The eight whips caught the shuriken and spun them on their tips, waiting to release the shuriken back to their owner. Atsy closed his eyes and blocked out the sound of the storm. The boy's senses were as chaotic as the environment around him. And while Atsy's jutsu training had progressed quickly, the boy knew that it would not be enough to stop the fight.

[Atsy]

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The shuriken flew through the air as the whips released the spinning blades into the darkness. Visibility was next to nothing at this point, as well as hearing and just about every other sense the boy had. It was luck when the boy dodged an incoming kick towards his head and frustrating that as soon as the kick missed, the boy's mother disappeared once again. She was using the environment to her full advantage, leaving Atsy to desperately try and protect himself.

Whips cracked out at the boy as he tried to spin around and guard himself from another attack. Atsy raised his arms to block his face as several of Erith's whips wrapped around his forearms. Atsy growled in frustration as he grabbed the whips wrapped around his arms and dashed forward into the darkness toward their origin. His own whips trembled with anticipation, drawn back and ready to strike through his foe.

As the boy came up on his mother's figure he let out a thunderous roar before his whips stabbed forward to pierce through the woman's body. The whips sliced through the air, stabbing through the Erith's torso and neck. Or so Atsy thought. As the whips penetrated the woman's body, the pseudo body became a blob of water and the whips around the boy's arms released his arms to wrap around Atsy's entire body, pinning his legs and arms together, immobilizing him.

It was not over though. Even as Erith walked closer to finish off her son, Atsy's own whips worked their way through the natural crevices the boy's body created, forcing themselves between the boy's body and the binding whips. As Erith came closer, Atsy feigned falling to the ground helplessly. The woman drew a kunai as she approached even closer and when she was not even a foot away from Atsy, he struck.

Atsy's whips pushed away from the boy, forcing the binding whips apart while the boy himself slipped free. Before Erith could react to the ambush, Atsy made a handful of seals and several water raindrops stopped their descent and suspended around the boy for a brief moment. Then the rain drops were gone, launched at the surprised woman's face.

Even though she was caught off guard, Erith was still an excellent fighter and quickly turned her body in such a way as the water drops would impact her shoulders and upper arms instead of her face. Larger bruises formed on each impact, but nothing that the woman did not plan to pay her son back for and nothing that would stop her from fighting. The kunai in her hand flew at the boy.

Atsy's whips caught the incoming kunai just before it hit his body, holding it a foot away from him. In that last second the boy released the chakra from his feet, dropping his body into the crashing waves before the explosive tag on the kunai went off. While the boy was safe beneath the waves, the explosion blew apart his jutsu, his whips being blown into the seemingly infinite amount of water falling from the sky.

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Plus 35

[Atsy]

35/80

The young ninja boy awoke with his head throbbing. His mind was fuzzy and his body sore from whatever events had transpired what seemed like an eternity before. Beside him, his mother sat asleep in a chair, having fallen asleep while watching the boy's recovery. How much time had passed Atsy was not sure. All that he could be sure of was that his life was a mess and if the boy planned to change anything about his future, drastic changes would have to be made.

To Atsy, the easiest way to move forward was to become stronger. Which of course meant that more training would be nessasary. It did not matter to the boy how it happened or when it happened. The repetitive regiment of exercise and practice would just have to happen in some form of fashion. Thinking back, the boy tried to reach through his hazy memories for what ever training he had left off on.

The Octopus Whip Jutsu. Or in simpler terms, the I control eight water whips at once jutsu. The finesse, chakra and overall difficulty of the jutsu was far beyond the boy's current limit, but to Atsy that just meant that once he learned it, he would have that much more power.

Step one of training was of course to review any and all material that Atsukiri had accumulated concerning the jutsu. Reaching into the pouch at his hip, the boy pulled out his notebook and flipped through the various jutsu recorded in it until he found the page containing the current water jutsu. He skimmed the pages concerning the technique, reviewing in his mind any and all details of the attack that might help him to better form, control and utilize the jutsu.

With a snap the boy closed the hard covered book and placed it back in its home on his hip. Walking out to the small pond that had formed in his yard, Atsy began a string of hand seals for the jutsu. As each seal formed, the boy's chakra began to flow through his body, accumulating in some portions of his body while leaving other points. Anticipation filled Atsy's chest as he felt his chakra system activate after what felt like an eternity.

Upon forming the final seal, the boy extended his hand to his side, above the water. In response, the water on the surface of the pond began to quiver and ripple until droplets slowly began to drift upward toward Atsy's open palm. Fractions of time passed as the water moved, and as more droplets accumulated, the water levitating from the pond began to accelerate. Before long, the first of the eight whips formed in Atsy's extended hand though the boy felt little satisfaction in the accomplishment. He had already learned to make one of the whips when he learned the water whip jutsu and as such was eager to move onto the creation of the second and its successors.

[Atsy]

35/80

Atsy debated in his mind how to go about creating the second whip. Common sense dictated to the boy that since he was just beginning, to make one whip at a time. Following the natural instinct, Atsy extended his free hand above the water. His chakra instantly began to work at creating a second whip and the process of creating the first whip repeated itself once again in Atsy's off hand.

It only took a matter of moments before the second whip was formed in Atsy's free hand and once it was complete the boy contemplated his next move. The chakra in his body remained prepped to make more whips, but the boy was unsure of how to go about the process. As he pondered the situation, the boy absently moved the newly created second whip into the hand that held the first whip. A smile spread across Atsy's face as he noticed. Now, with his hand free again, the boy began to make a third whip.

Again the water began to tremble and ripple before droplets began to roll off of the surface and levitate towards the young man. A couple, a few, several, a dozen, the droplets accumulated to the boy's chakra ridden hand like metal dust to a magnet. It did not take long for the third whip to form in the boy's hand and as soon as it did Atsy placed it in his free hand and moved onto the fourth of the set.

Number four formed the same as number three and minutes later Atsy held all eight whips in his hand. He cracked them in the air and felt small droplets of water patter his face as he did. The boy was satisfied at his accomplishment, yet at the same time felt that it was not enough. While making the whips individually was an option, in a real situation Atsy knew that he would not have the time to wait for each individual whip to form before he could use the jutsu. The boy needed a way to create all the whips at once and do it in the instant it would take him to form any other water jutsu he would normally perform.

[goliath764]

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[Atsy]

-54/80-

~Who knew that training was so boring?~ Atsy thought to himself as he continued his work on the octopus whip jutsu. His own incompetence irritated him. Still, training was training and it had to be done one way or another. Strength was earned through hard work, not complacency.

Atsy worked through the massive string of hand seals that were required for the Octopus jutsu as he stood on the surface of the small pond in his back yard. An assortment of fish swam beneath the boy's feet as he gathered and focused his chakra for the technique and while he watched them, Atsy wondered to himself why fish never got sucked into the various water jutsu he performed. It was only a fleeting thought however and after the idea soared through the young boy's mind, his attention turned back toward the task at hand.

Holding his right hand outward over the water, Atsy closed his eyes and pictured himself pulling the water for all eight whips out of the pond and into his hand. It was a funny image to be sure, the boy at first imagining himself trying to scoop the water up with a pair of cupped hands. That ridiculous notion did not last long though and it was only a few seconds before the boy's mind focused on the image of using his chakra to pull the water instead.

As he burnt the image to his mind, Atsy began to feel his chakra beginning to start the process he pictured. It was slow at first but after a few seconds the water began to move towards Atsy's extended hand. In the beginning only a few droplets levitated upward, but after a second or two passed, the water formed a solid stream up into the boy's hand.

[loyal]

[ +8 TP ]