Images in the Falls (Training)

[Image In the Falls]

10 - ??/80


Over the course of the next day, Shigure only had one thing on his mind. Through Breakfast, exercise, and lunch, the thought of the jutsu he was being taught continued to pierce his thoughts. Without his Sensei there, it would be harder to take the necessary steps for this jutsu, but Shigure believed he would be able to do it.... eventually. As the boy felt his chakra finally return to him, he'd make his way to the training grounds.

Going off of the same part of the lesson as yesterday, the boy continued to think of the spinning and swirling chakra needed for this jutsu. This mindset followed him all the way home yesterday and through the night. Once Shigure has something on his mind, its very hard to drop it. His thought process was one of his greatest tools however, and it was easier for him to train that way then physically doing it. If he wanted to finally grasp an offensive ability, this was his chance.


Finally reaching the training grounds, Shigure swept the area with his eyes, not finding his Sensei anywhere. It really did look like the Old Man had went on vacation. Knowing this, Shigure stopped moving, and just set up his materials there, no need to follow someone to a certain spot anymore. Starting the training, Shigure began talking to himself once more, while holding the bird handseal. "Think of storms, gusts of wind, tornadoes...." This was happening while he was molding his chakra, the usual blast or solidifying of his wind jutsu training still was holding fast, as once he released the chakra, all that came out was a loud blast of air shooting forth, then dispersing around 5 meters.


"Great... just great.. still stuck." Shigure's temper was showing at this time... it was a quite rare thing to see, as the boy is usually composed. "Once more..." He'd state, flipping his hands back together into he bird handseal. This time though, the boy remembered his meditation, how the wind encircled him, it was calm, but could be deadly at a moments notice. Something in his brain triggered this time, mimicking the wind around him instead of forcing it. As Shigure molded his chakra this time, it felt calm but breezy. IF anyone was to be watching, the boy's clothes and hair would be seen getting pushed by wind, flowing around his body.


The boy finally released the molded chakra out in front of him, and sure enough, the chakra blossomed into a circular tunnel, much like a wide ways tornado. Seeing this, Shigure showed a weak smile. Just to be one the safe side, the boy tried once more. While holding the bird handseal, he'd mold the chakra evenly, the air around his billowing. Shooting it forth once more, the funnel-like chakra bursts into life once again. The boy was confidant now that this part of the training was complete. Though, as he went to leave, he only now realized that since this was completed... what to do now? His Sensei was still missing, and he was the only one in the village that agreed to help the boy... what to do... what to do. Giving up on the though, he'd gather his supplies, and head home for the day.

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[Image In the Falls]

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Business as usual met Shigure as he awoke to the new day. After heading to the Old man's house, he wouldn't find him, nor his wife. This somewhat depressed the boy, as he made his way to the training grounds, hoping to find a note or something from the man... nothing. Further depressed, Shigure stood there, not knowing what to do. Waiting for something to show itself, the boy just took to practicing the chakra molding again. Holding the Bird handseal, he'd mold the chakra, making it blast forth into a tunnel of wind once more. It seemed tedious.

Before he made another attempt at the molding, a small boy, maybe 7 years of age, came running towards him from the city streets. After the boy caught his breath, He spoke. "Shigure-san... your Sensei's wife told me to give you this." Taking the piece of paper, Shigure read it quickly. "Come to the hospital. Room 9." Seeing this, Shigure knew something was wrong, and he fled the training grounds in a disgruntled rush, making his way through the winding streets, and eventually to the hospital.

Once there, Shigure checked in with the front desk, and was escorted to room 9. Sure enough, as the boy passed through the doorway, he was greeted with a weak looking man whom he knew quite well. His Sensei was wrapped up in bed with many wires placed on his chest, and IV in his arm, and a tube sending oxygen into his nose for better breathing. It looked like a horror scene to Shigure, for he hasn't met with sickness or death or anything in his past. A look to the old man's wife told the boy that it wasn't good. As She noticed him there, her stoic look upon her husband now turned to a weak smile. She didnt say anything, but gave Shigure a note. It looked as though his sensei had written something down, but it was barely legible.

- Make four funnels of chakra... then make them collide. -

This note seemed to be another lesson for the jutsu, but should he be training right now? No... doesn't seem right to do so as this man was in critical condition. His wife's words broke Shigure's mental thoughts. "Finish the Jutsu Shigure... he wants you to, and do it quick." The wife's words seemed like it was his last request... but why? They hadn't been very close to each other, and the only talking they carried was only on training. Maybe the Old man cared for him more than he thought. Even though he refused to leave the Old Man's side, the nurse made the boy leave, as visiting time was over and they had to preform another surgery.

Leaving the hospital, Shigure made the resolve to finish this jutsu, no matter what. Even if he had to create it on his own. After reaching the training grounds once more, he'd instantly start the training... -Four funnels.. how to make four of them?- this thought came into fruition as his mind was clouded by the old man's state. The boy decided on just two for now, so that he can build into it, four was too many to try and do at once, even he knew that.

Molding his Chakra, the boys hands formed the bird handseal, building up twice the amount of chakra before. As he released the chakra, only a single, yet more powerful funnel of chakra erupted, colliding with a nearby tree, removing most of its leaves. Trying once more, he'd do the same, but attempt to divide the chakra into two separate forms. As he released this time, one funnel erupted, and a separate blast of wind would erupt. "I hate multitasking... but i gotta do this." Feelings for the Old man erupted, and he ahd to get this jutsu under control, for the man's sake.

Once again he tried the first parts of the jutsu, molding the chakra into two forms, holding the bird handseal, and pushing the chakra forth. This time though, two separate but weaker forms of funnels came into existence. they only lasted for a few seconds, but it seemed that it was correct. Just for solidifying it in his mind, Shigure tried again. As this part of the jutsu came forth, two identical tunnels pushed its way through the training grounds. "Looks like i have it down.. now three..." As he tried to attempt this, he had noticed he was able to form any chakra. Cursing, he'd attempt to do it again... only to pass out for the over-use of chakra. As the boy fell, he'd land face first, a cloud of dust erupting beneath his form. He had pushed himself to far.

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[Image In the Falls]

40/80

Shigure awoke in the early night, only to find himself covered in dirt, his face and arms scratched to hell and back, and a beetle scavenging around in his hair. The only thing that felt good about him was that most of his chakra had returned. Brushing the crawling insect out of his hair as he stood, he'd reach down this his free hand and brush most of the dirt on his shirt off. "I really need new clothes..." The set of clothes he donned were one of very few sets that he escaped home with. They were new and quite fashionable, its just, from the wear and tear, he looked somewhat homeless.

Gazing around at the training grounds, he'd notice not one soul, though the sun was clearly gone over the trees, so everyone must be home getting ready for bed. Having slept for most of the day though, Shigure seemed ready to train more, almost energized. "I just need to get this jutsu down.. for the Old Man." Thinking again about the seen from the morning before, he'd find the resolve to continue.

Gathering chakra, Shigure began molding it into two separate forms, allowing it to become its own being. While holding the bird handseal, he'd release the two funnels of chakra, towards the old tree that he had been using to measure the power behind the jutsu. They both collided with said tree, knocking a few leaves off, nothing more. The boy thought it wise to just use the minimal amount of chakra needed to form them, since this training seemed to not be lasting very long with the amount he was issuing the days before. "Ive gotten two down.. now to three..."

Giving it another try, Shigure began molding chakra, quicker this time, and instead of dividing it into a pair, he'd attempt to sever the chakra into a third piece. Just as he did it, it would seem Shigure thought of a better idea, - why not just divide the pair of chakra pools into once more... giving me four?- but he'd try this nonetheless. Calculating the amount of force needed, and the chakra used, he began the bird handseal once more, adding the fuuton element into the chakra pools. As he released, three very irregular funnels erupted. One shooting north, and the pair shooting off the the left.

"Dammit..." Frustrated, Shigure refused to try the double division of his chakra, and instead, focus on the triple for now. "Mold.. fuuton.. bird handseal..." He spoke in a hurried voice, and this time, showed more progress. Unleashing the chakra, the three funnels of chakra shot forward, but off target. They began to spread out, missing the tree completely. "Better... but it still sucks..." Sweat at this time began to form on Shigure's head.

The new found chakra within him is nearing empty once more, but he still had enough to try once more, and still have a little left over. The boy didnt feel like passing out again. Trying for the last time, he'd mold his chakra into three separate forms, adding the fuuton element to make it spin. The bird handseal was added for the final molding of the funnels. As he released, the three funnels shot forth, impacting the tree with very little force. It seemed to be getting weaker and weaker after every separation of chakra. He'd have to add more power eventually, but not at this stage. It seemed he had gotten down the three tunnels, so the boy began walking back to his apartment for some rest, and maybe food.

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Btw unless the tech directly states so

B ranks become 70tp at C rank

[Image In the Falls]

50/70

Awakening the next day, Shigure wouldn't waste time, grabbing only a piece of toast, he'd rush out of the house, making his way to the Old Man's makeshift training grounds. "Just one more funnel... then to figure out how to control it to make them collide..." Dodging people left and right, he made his way through the crowded streets. The boy was running so fast, he couldn't even get a good look at anyone's face. The only thing that stopped his movement was the voice of a familiar person. "Shigure!" Turning to face them, Shigure noticed that it was the Old Man's Wife. "He looks to be improving, last night his vitals were getting better, he's still bedridden though, but finish the jutsu so you can show him!"

Shigure smiled at the woman wholeheartedly, and continued on to the training grounds. Finally reaching there, he'd face the infamous tree once more. Quickly he formed the chakra, molded it into threes, performing only the bird handseal to apply the fuuton element, then released. Once again, the same from last night, the three funnels collided with the tree, knocking a few of the remaining leaves on the tree off. "Okay.. now four."

Instead of dividing the chakra into threes, the boy would now divide it into halves, then into halves again. Given how many times hes tried this part of the technique, he'd carefully apply the fuuton chakra to each equally, While holding the handseal as well. making sure to monitor each separate part of the chakra, he'd release it outward. Instead of failing, the four funnels would impose themselves onto the tree, though without much power. as the boy wasn't trying to do anything spectacular.

Without trying a second time, he'd move on to the important part. "How to make them collide with each other..." While molding more chakra, this time adding more to compensate for the strength of the overall jutsu, he'd attempt the bird heandseal, while adding a few others, attempting to make the chakra move and gravitate towards each other. Releasing the chakra, he would find the added handseals weren't the right combination, as the funnels imploded into each other as soon as they were formed, creating a large explosion of wind chakra, heading in every direction. Shigure himself was blown backwards, into a nearby tree, suffering a few cuts and scratched from the fuuton jutsu.

Blood began to trickle down his forehead from a small slice in his flesh from the chakra, about an inch wide. -If I keep guessing... I could kill myself...- He thought to himself as he move slowly back to his normal spot. Before he could try again, his Sensei's voice would come from behind him. "Having problems?" Shigure immediately turned around, running towards him. "You cant be out of bed yet! Your wife said so!" The Old man chuckled at the site of Shigure actually showing that he cared for someone. "I feel fine... so shut up and let me help... you need these handse-" His voice cut out as it looked like the man had trouble breathing. Having caught his breath He'd continue."You need to be in the air also, the force of the attack wont work if you try to do it from the side, it'll always push you back."

Worried for the man, Shigure would stand there and wait, deciding whether to continue training or rush his sensei back to the hospital. Knowing that his Sensei wouldn't leave unless he saw progress... he'd continue. "The air huh..." Know Shigure knew why the man had taught him that Wind Jump technique... it was needed for this very attack. Molding the handseals for the air jump, he'd push chakra into his legs, allowing it to burst downward, propelling him 20 feet in the air. As soon as the jutsu ended, Shigure attempting the four funnels once more, adding the extra handseals in the correct order that the man showed him. Blasting the chakra forth, the four funnels would erupt into life, but instead of closing in on themselves, they would move apart. This made the air pressure around Shigure drop, and his flight turned into a fast fall, slamming into the ground between the four funnels as they dispersed. "Shit..."

Just as Shigure got to his feet, he'd notice some medic nin surrounding the old man's body, it seemed he had passed out during the display. They'd pick him up, look at Shigure, then vanish towards the hospital. "I knew he wasn't okay... that stupid old man.." Hopefully locking him back into his room and giving him the bed-rest he needed would help. Visiting hours weren't open anyways, so he couldn't follow them. Instead he'd head home, and worry about the jutsu later in the day.

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[Image In the Falls]

60/70

The day drug on as Shigure sat waiting, and waiting. Waiting to be able to see his Sensei was something the young genin rarely did. He hated waiting on people, or for people. The visiting time for the Hospital was only a half an hour away, so Shigure gathered his things and left the room. Making his way over to the door, he'd slide his worn-out shoes on, then head for the Hospital.

While entering the hospital for a second time this week, Shigure went to the service desk, and asked permission to go up to his Sensei's room. "There's no visiting him today... he's undergoing more Surgery." This was alarming new to the boy, for just yesterday the man was walking and talking to the boy, granted, the old man passed out again, but another surgery? Accepting the news as best he could, Shigure composed himself, and made his way, rather sluggishly, to the exit. Hopefully finishing this Jutsu would be all the man needed to see to become healthier. This was Shigure's mindset.

Reaching the training grounds the Old Man had constructed many moons ago, Shigure wouldn't waste any time. "In the air, towards the ground." He'd repeat his Sensei's words spoken just last night, and being preparations. Starting with the Air Jump maneuver, his hands would fly rapidly to construct the molded chakra into his legs. Once released, the young genin flew into the air. Upon arrival of 20 feet, Shigure began another set of handseals, this time, forming that of Fuuton: Kamikaze no Jutsu. Completing the handseals, the boy punched forth, erupting all four tornado like chakra funnels, only to see two of them collide, while the other two danced freely.


- At least they all weren't repelled from each other like last night - Shigure thought to himself, landing on seconds after the jutsu was displaced. -Again- Repeating the same movements, the boy would jump high into the air preform Kamikaze no jutsu, only for it to have the same result. Falling down once more, Shigure would ponder why it wasn't working; handseals correct, chakra correct, movements correct... What was the boy missing? While in thought, Shigure's eyes shifted around the training grounds, only to land on the old Tree that he had first met his Sensei under. "That's it... i need to focus on an object the funnels can implode on.

Figuring this out, the Boy ran towards the old tree that had met so much abuse under his and the old man's watch, which barely had any leaves, as well as limbs on it anymore. After reaching the area, Shigure jumped high into the air once more with the Wind Jump. Molding an enormous amount of Chakra, Shigure's face contorted to that of resolve, to finally get this training over with. Doing all the necessary handseals, the young genin's eyebrows furrowed as well. Finally ready to release the massive jutsu, Shigure's right hand would thrust downward "KAMIKAZE NO JUTSU!" His scream would echo for only moments, as the sound was lost in the eruption of four grand funnels of wind, cascading down, and finally reaching the ground, only to begin swirling together, encompassing the tree in all of its almighty glory. the site of the Four molding into One was a grand site to behold. Falling to the ground, it seemed as though he had wasted nearly all of his chakra, he didnt even have the strength to stand up at the moment.

Had he completed the jutsu? Only the Old Man would know that, but Shigure felt reassured that it was finished. The wind continued to encircle the tree until its power ran its course. Simultaneously, the Jutsu stopped, as well the registry on the Old Man's Heart Rate. Unbeknownst to the young Genin, his Sensei had taken his last breath. Shigure had now only noticed the old tree finally split in half, cracking down the middle, and each part falling to the ground on either side of him. Just as The Old Man's Spirit and Body lay in two.

A Bad Omen.

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