Yasutora holds their own

Age : 32 Posts : 95

Yuketsu stared out through the long tunnel that would take her to the arena within the coliseum. The pathway itself was a long dark passageway that curved slightly right and then again to the left. The style of how it was made was all in all a waste of time, energy, and money, but all in all, it was a creative and new way to do things, and for this she would give it its do respect. Her breath was hollow and deep. She was slow to take the air in through her nose and then hold for about an eight count. Then quickly she would exhale, breathing out softly yet with enough force to make a noticeable difference in the amount of gaseous waste in her lungs. It was a technique of the ages which was to keep the nerves as calm as possible. Yuketsu being at surprising peace with in herself, still used this, because it only seemed to further enhance her ability to keep focus. It was an alarming fact. She had the blood and instincts of a killer, and had the skills which made her quite adept at it. The fact that she was at such peace within and not in utter mental turmoil said a lot. It was what made him one of the deadliest things on the earth. Not much would or could stand in his way. Anything that dared try would be quickly swept from her path with an iron fist. Yuketsu did not folly, ever, and any mistake she did make, she could turn to his advantage, for nothing went to waste in his eyes. She had the mentality of a messiah, but the heart of the Antichrist.

She began to walk down the winding corridor, her footsteps echoing against the walls, regardless of the fact that she tread as lightly and carefully as possible, while maintaining a swift speed. Her breath never wavered in the least. The exact science of this skill she was using was flawless, and none could understand it better than her. It all had to do with blood, the one thing she was most in tune with. Blood carried the oxygen, and an abundance of oxygen is what brought on the calm and peace for her muscles. It would not waver her in the least. No amount of pressure could move her to panic. It was simply not something she could do. Not that she had ever tried of course.

Yuketsu waltzed into the stadium, the sudden light blinding her for a mere moment, and instinctively shutting her eyes, though she continued forward toward the center where the opponent had already stood, using her other senses to safely guide her. Yuketsu had caught only a brief glimpse, but that sliver of a mental picture and the feel of his presence told her all. It was in fact the infamous Kagyua, Ichi. She had felt the presence many years ago during his time in Kirigaure. It seemed as though they had followed similar yet very different paths. She had to take certain precautions here. As much as she detested the Kagyua clan, for all their arrogance that was not rightfully granted, she did have to take note that their power was substantial, and she had to be wary of it. There was no telling exactly what this opponent would be capable of but for sure, she had to protect her eyes, and it was for this reason that she did not reopen her eyes after she had been temporarily blinded by the sudden light after emerging from the tunnel which had led her here.

As Yuketsu finally achieve her destination, ten feet in front of the Kagyua. Yuketsu could hear the spectators going wild. They could sense that they were about to receive a show. She could not help but smirk. It was not arrogance, but simply joy of his blood-lust awakening. This arena was perfect, for there was no where for her prey to run.

Upon her entrance into the stadium battle field she felt an all too familiar chill down her spine, Yuketsu had done her research on the battle field and the history of it was enough to unnerve anyone. Better yet anyone who didn't know how to steal her mind from fear. The rusted metal parts lying around the the field from previous fights and the suspicious walls that are supposed to have spikes inside them. Konoha ninja had been incredible in the exam stadium so far and Yuketsu didn't expect to give any less effort than they did. Whatever happened in this fight, Yuketsu knew that she had to make sure her emotions and frustration didn't get a hold of her and make her lose control.

It's was then when a sudden chill ran down her spine and her knees buckled. The world suddenly went deafeningly quiet. Each step was measured and carried a sense of purpose. Each echo ripped mercilessly across the virgin void of the silent world like a spiteful demon from the darkest depths of hell. The crowd was so intense the wall of the arena were shaking as if it was an earthquake.

The young genin cracked her eyes and calmly scanned the area with no haste. There wasn't much to see really and it was obvious what the holes in the walls were for. The ceiling was enclosed from the oval dome that lied just above. Yuketsu then stopped, her view rested in the eyes of her opponent. Time stopped. Yuketsu and Ichi were in a world of their own now. Genin vs genin. One of them had to win but neither of them wanted to lose. They wanted to prove to their clans they were both worthy of becoming great shinobi. For this they would would fight until the other couldn't stand any longer.

Yuketsu broke eye contact for a moment and then put her hands in her pockets. In them she held some kunai, a few senbon, and explosive tags. On her left and right hip she carried a custom made Shiruken and her father's mask. Each of her fingers had nails upon them strong enough to gash into trees. Then their eyes met again. Yuketsu would then flash her mask and stare into his opponent eyes trying to send an eerie chill of fear upon her opponent as he stood across from her.

Yuketsu would then pull out a single kunai and prepare it just in case of any soon incoming danger. Her Giant Fan that she usually carry on her back Yuketsu decided to leave it backstage and start the match with out it. Holding a kunai within her left hand she raised the other to solute her opponent. Congratulations it's an honor to battle someone of you liking. I wish you the best. Yuketsu informed this to her opponent considering they were elite genin of their respective clans. She then would hold a single handsign and prepare for the worst.

Age : 29 Posts : 62

The sound of footsteps echoed as Isama was hurrying around his room like a mad man. Knocking things over and picking up other things. He specially prepared his chakra Kunai’s and arrows. All he needed was other supplies that where scattered around his room. He quickly gathered all that he needed and rushed outside the door, heading for an ancient stadium. The sun shun on the neck of Isama. It was normal weather to Isama. Other than the sun, the sky was empty. No clouds or birds. He stopped outside a corridor of the stadium. Looking nervously around to see if anyone was there. Isama gathered four chakra Kunai’s and ran out to the centre of the stadium. He dropped the Kunai’s around the stadium, concealing them with dirt and leaves. Once done he went to the far end of the stadium and slouched against the wall.

Around an hour later people started to gather around in the seats, ready to watch the show. He looked down avoiding eye contact with any of them. A few minutes later his opponent walked into the stadium. Isama stood up walked a few steps before stopping, looking deep into his opponents eyes. ’So, I’m facing you. Well this will be interesting’ he thought while looking at her with his dark cold eyes. She seemed to be speaking to him but he cast the sound away, wondering what one of his battle plans he should use. Isama was not a talker, he was the quiet type.

As soon as the battle started Isama gathered two large Shurikens and shot them using the Shadow shuriken technique. ’She might be able to dodge this. I should use part two of my strategy’ He thought while quickly knocking three arrows with paper bombs attached. He fired one above his shuriken. The other two where fired either side of the shuriken. They where all around 5 feet away from the shuriken. If his bombs failed he could release his hidden shuriken from the shadow shuriken technique.

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