The raging water fall came roared, the statutes stood toe to toe frozen in time. Two great shinobi who had long been looked upon as a myth. This place represented the destructive power displayed in the epic battle that took place here if all places. It left a scar in the earth that give this land the name Valley of the End…
Uptop the head of the statue with the spikey hair, if one was to look closely they could see the thirteen-year-old kicking and punching at the air, seemingly trying to blow off some steam from how his class went just moments before. Dokuso Maru, a boy who wants nothing more than to gain power like the two men who have monuments so people like him could never forget was a true ninja was. If Maru wanted to achieve real power to rival these men he had to train for it, today he was working on hand to hand combat skills. He held his hands up over his face, mixing up the one two combination with different ways of doing damage to someone.
One he punched at the air with his right hand standing straight. Two he threw another punch with his left hand with his right hand keeping guard.
One he threw a jab with his right hand then dropped his hips so he was in position to hit the air lower. Two he thrusted his fist forward to hit the air with a low gut punch.
The boy practice with different combinations, sweat came down his forehead, panting wondering how long he was going at it. The opposite statue store mockingly at the boy, Maru felt his determination boiling within him again. Maru pounded his fist within the palm of his hand, glaring at his imaginary opponent before him.”Heh, you think I'm gonna end up dead and in hell like you are do ya? Well we'll just have to see old man.” With that he reached in his ninja pouch to pull out four kunai. The dangerous blades wedged between his fingers like claws, he smirked then he was about to throw the blades in the giant face of his imaginary opponent when suddenly his watch beeped off.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
It was now time to head home again, Maru sighed. Putting the kunai back in his back waist, jumping up high with his arms outstretched he vanished from the valley. Vowing to return for round two...
Uptop the head of the statue with the spikey hair, if one was to look closely they could see the thirteen-year-old kicking and punching at the air, seemingly trying to blow off some steam from how his class went just moments before. Dokuso Maru, a boy who wants nothing more than to gain power like the two men who have monuments so people like him could never forget was a true ninja was. If Maru wanted to achieve real power to rival these men he had to train for it, today he was working on hand to hand combat skills. He held his hands up over his face, mixing up the one two combination with different ways of doing damage to someone.
One he punched at the air with his right hand standing straight. Two he threw another punch with his left hand with his right hand keeping guard.
One he threw a jab with his right hand then dropped his hips so he was in position to hit the air lower. Two he thrusted his fist forward to hit the air with a low gut punch.
The boy practice with different combinations, sweat came down his forehead, panting wondering how long he was going at it. The opposite statue store mockingly at the boy, Maru felt his determination boiling within him again. Maru pounded his fist within the palm of his hand, glaring at his imaginary opponent before him.”Heh, you think I'm gonna end up dead and in hell like you are do ya? Well we'll just have to see old man.” With that he reached in his ninja pouch to pull out four kunai. The dangerous blades wedged between his fingers like claws, he smirked then he was about to throw the blades in the giant face of his imaginary opponent when suddenly his watch beeped off.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
It was now time to head home again, Maru sighed. Putting the kunai back in his back waist, jumping up high with his arms outstretched he vanished from the valley. Vowing to return for round two...