Akuma Kotta Academy Student
| Subject: The Death Everyone Wanted Sun Oct 25, 2009 8:51 am | |
| Akuma walked slowly, past the gravestones of his fallen Suna brethren, sulking with an insane look on his face. Akuma didn't know why everyone hated him so much, he was just trying to be a successful ninja. Yes he was an asshole, but he was still a lot nicer than a lot of the people in the sand village. And yet, everyone wanted him dead. As he walked through the graveyard, the cold of the desert night stinging his face as he walked. He thought about death, he thought about it a lot. All of the people he came across saying he wasn't good enough to be alive, and how his birth marked the end of a calm simple life. Why? Why was Akuma's life less than worthless on this forsaken piece of desert. Akuma kicked a rock as he was thinking. He was trying to figure out why people hated him so. Was it his extra mouths, or the fact that he could make explosives? People made explosive tags, why weren't they persocuted? Was it because of the dark nature of the past people of his clan? Why would Akuma be persocuted for this? Was it the fact that Akuma could become powerful enough to destroy the Sand village with his art? People wer strong enough to stop him. He noticed a few lanterns in the distance of the graveyard, and fearing detection here, he jumped into a vacant grave. As the people walked by, they didn't detect Akuma so he was getting ready to jump out, when he noticed the grave around him. The grave was oddly calming on Akuma's tense nerves, which made Akuma suspect that he himself was too accustomed to death. He shrugged the feeling off, and lied down in the grave. He then had an insane thought, wanting to kill himself. He then got a little worried of his own mind, feeling his sanity slowly slipping from him. His heart beat started to race, his pupils widening. He took a few deep breaths, trying to steady his now shaky hands, but it had o effect. He feared that the deep hatred for himself deep inside of him might burst forth, and eventually he would end his own life. He knew he needed help, so he jumped, putting his head out of the grave rapidly calling for the people carrying the lanterns. They turned around and were slowly walking towards Akuma. Akuma screamed out for them to hurry, but they walked at their leisurely pace. When they approached, Akuma's eyes rapidly trying to identify a face, he realized... the people with the lanterns had Akuma's face! Akuma shrieked out in terror, trying to think of what this might be. He quickly took out a kunai from his ninja pouch, and slashed at these ghouls, but to no avail. They slowly creapt into Akuma's grave with him. They wrapped their hands around Akuma's throat, choking him. When he thought he was going to die from them, they disappeared. He was wondering what had happened, and what was going on, so he looked out of the graves once more. He saw the people with the lanterns agian, so this time he tried to keep quiet. But some strange force caused him to cry out to the people with the lanterns, and they walked again, at their slow pace, towards Akuma. He knew what would happen once they came to close, and feared that the most. Once again, these creatures, who had Akuma's face, had crawled into the grave, and choked Akuma, disappearing right before Akuma passed out. Akuma went through this cycle of torture, until he realized that the constant torment of the villagers had broken his spirit and mind. Akuma wanted the suffering to end, but once again the creatures were approaching his grave. This time however, Akuma had an evil look on his face. He shoved all of his clay into his normal mouth, imbuing it with a massive amount of chakra. As the creatures crawled into his grave once more, they started to reach their hands towards Akuma's throat. Akuma simply smiled, with a mouthful of clay, held up one of his hands, and screamed in his head, "KATSUUUU!" And then...nothingness. - Spoiler:
Name: Kibaku Nendo C1 (exploding Clay C1) Rank: C Type: Ninjutsu, Bloodline Element: Earth Description: The most basic technique and probably the trade mark of this clan. The user sculptures basic artistic animal figures such as small birds, spiders and other creature figures using clay. These figures will gain "life of their own" as they will crawl or fly to their target as the user has set them to do. After getting within range this clay sculptures enhanced with chakra will set off into an explosion of rather small proportions, yet deadly if someone gets it head on. The user remotely detonates this with a single handseal with one hand and the activation word, Katsu.
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