[KG] Discovering her roots
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Feitan arrives in a burst of darkness which surrounds the whole training field. At first he is not seen, and only his voice is heard. "So you're the one summoning me. I will make sure for you to suffer to no ends after this." After the dramatically threatening line, an underwhelming short guy appears in front of the student, with his ever-lasting gloomy look. "Tell me what do you know about the Uchiha's curse, or as known as the Sharingan."
Darkness covers the field, a voice booms across its expanse, Hiko began to get nervous, a drop of sweat would makes its way down her neck in anticipation of who was to come... to her disappointment a guy shorter than herself would appear, unable to hide her amusement she would break out into a fit of laughter falling to the floor in the process, eventually she would calm herself but it was too late she was sure that the short male was now feeling all sorts of annoyed towards her she would apologise before answering his question.
"Gomenasai!"
"The sharingan! I can only tell you what i know from scrolls i have found and read, as you see i do not hail from this land, a crimson red eye one gains through the experience of trauma or great stress, the brain will release a special kind of chakra in response to this turning ones eye into what is known as the sharingan for those whose blood runs deep within the uchiha clan, the sharingan gifts the user with a few beneficial effects, the most notable would be the ability to see and detect chakra and its nature as well as being able to perceive those who excel in there speed. Due to the enhanced perception this sharingan gives to its user it allows them to recognise and even pierce through most genjutsu. Now if that isn't useful then i don't know what is!"
Her laughing at Feitan didnt help her situation. However, he let himself listen fully to what she knew about the Sharingan. "Sounds good. You got the gist of it. From the looks of it, I assume you haven't awakened the first stage of this power, which is the One Tomoe Sharingan. Now tell me, what is it you strive the most in life? What is most precious to you?"
"I only just realised I am of the uchiha clan you see, a freak accident happened and it activated briefly whiles undergoing great stress however i have not been able to activate it since, i am not from this land you see, during this small fraction of time i was unaware of the uchiha clan... what is it i strive for??? to further my swordsmanship, to increase my power perhaps... most precious to me would be... my sword i guess, i achieved this swords by getting the materials of an unusual beast which then were crafted into making this blade of mine..
Upon hearing the words from his student, Feitan grins widely across his face. A strong desire to refine your sword skills wasn't a bad goal to strive for, however, she needed more resolve than that. She needs the will to stay alive even on the verge of death. The building up anger he had from the earlier mocking finally paid off, as the Dark user seemingly disappears from Hiko's view and appears behind her, delivering a karate chop on her neck, knocking her out. Though not believing such an attack would be enough, Feitan 'steals' her sword from her hip (or from whatever place you hold it) and uses it against her, making a controlled slice across her cheek as not to scar her for the rest of her life. "The sword you admire so much is now in my hands. Show me the anger I want to see... the power of your cursed clan."
Within a flash a chop to the back of the neck? Hiko was well versed in Taijutsu and Kenjutsu but his speed was something else to her to be able to land such a strike and then even further cut her! what was this madness, to cut her with her own blade was the greatest dishonour she could receive, it was bad enough that he had stolen her precious blade, one that took her years of effort and much blood and sweat to gain and refine, it was a sword she had crafted herself, how dare he even lay his grubby hands upon it!
In a rush to get it back she charged towards him with clear fire and anger in her eyes, she clenched her jaw and gritted her teeth, as she approached towards feitan her right fist would clench.. not in an effort to punch but out of sheer aggravation, though she would use this ready made fist and aim it straight for Feitans nose anyways, upon nearing she would use this punch as a means of distraction and with her other hands reach out for her sword out of desperation
In a rush to get it back she charged towards him with clear fire and anger in her eyes, she clenched her jaw and gritted her teeth, as she approached towards feitan her right fist would clench.. not in an effort to punch but out of sheer aggravation, though she would use this ready made fist and aim it straight for Feitans nose anyways, upon nearing she would use this punch as a means of distraction and with her other hands reach out for her sword out of desperation
Resting the blade on top of his shoulder diagonally, Feitan chuckled at the attempts of the young ninja to try get her toy back. That was the most essential step basically; an immeasurable desire to get what you want. Such should be an Uchiha. Feitan's face got serious as Hiko started running towards him with a clenched fist. He immediately lowers his pose and dashes forward, aiming for a punch to her gut. That would surely hurt, however, if she managed to stand on feet again, Feitan was more than certain that the look on her face would have changed to that of a crimson red one. If such is the case, the Dark user hurls the sword to her with a grin.
(OOC: Include in your post that you awaken the Sharingan)
(OOC: Include in your post that you awaken the Sharingan)
She charged at feitan, filled with resolve to regain her precious blade, before she noticed however a pain shot through her and it brought her to her knee's, her torso flopped as her hands reached out to support herself, her hands now holding herself up placed upon the ground, she coughed slightly before placing a single foot beneath herself ready to stand. with great pain and anguish with the desperation to retrieve her blade she stood, straightening her body up, her head would still be tilted, her eyes facing the ground and as her head rose a single glimpse of crimson red could be seen, her piercing eyes focused solely on her blade, at this point Feitan was just an obstacle to her prized possession.