Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.
Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.
Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.
The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.
Main Branch/ANBU/Med-Nin: Main Branch IC Rank: Jounin
Character Age: 25 Gender: Male
Character's Physical Description:
Possessed of a lightly built frame, Masashi Reiko is tall but relatively thin for someone who possesses such physical strength. His body is a mass of tightly corded muscles that writhe with the energy of the blood spring making him unnaturally warm to the touch. Armed with a terminal case of resting bitch face, Reiko's face is typically hidden behind a visored mask that covers the top half of his face when engaged in a mission. He wears his crimson hair short and generally spiked upwards. Perhaps most notable about Reiko's appearance is a pair of dark brown horns that poke out from beneath the tips of his hair which appeared after his poor decision to drink the Black Blood.
Character's Mental Description:
An experienced and studied fighter, Reiko knows his way around the battlefield perhaps too well. Growing up studying the old ways of the ranger order, Reiko's first thoughts when he walks into a room are what tools are available to gain an advantage if a fight were to break out and what avenues could be exploited for an escape if necessary but this is not only because of the training he received at a young age. Reiko harbors inside him a blood curse from having drank from an ancient blood spring far underground which drives him to do battle and spill the blood of others. He has taken to calling that urge the Hunger and though it cannot control him anymore as it did the first time he experienced it the Hunger is a constant influence in his decision making. As a young man that has experienced rock bottom, Reiko is humble and is trying to navigate around the shame he feels about losing control and forcing his brother to put him down so many years ago. Still, despite his aversion to hubris Reiko is a dangerous fighter that enjoys a good competition and shows no mercy during battles which have proven themselves to be matters of life and death. A subscriber to the old ways even though he feels unworthy of them, Reiko lives by the words of "Good is that which Evil fears and justice is when those fears are made reality".
Character History:
Reiko was born under auspicious circumstances. The first son of Masashi Hanzo, the Primarch of his clan, Reiko was brought back with his father from a particularly long hunt. His mother was not a member of the clan and his father refused to discuss his parentage outside of the statement that Reiko was his son and that was all that mattered.
It was not long after Reiko was brought back to the caravan that Hanzo would be gravely wounded while safe-guarding the return of his sister Masashi Inara to the caravan from her former home of Sunagakure. Strong as he was, Hanzo survived his injuries for a short time before eventually succumbing and passing the title of Primarch to Inara, his only living sibling, until his son became old enough and proved himself worthy of the title. Knowing that she owed her brother for the life of not only herself but her only son Katsuo, Inara took it upon herself to teach Reiko what he would need to know to become a skilled and proficient ranger of the Masashi Clan alongside his cousin Katsuo.
Growing up together the two were as inseparable as brothers and were each other's principle rival in all things and their teacher's approval was no exception. Where Katsuo excelled at the martial arts and the usage of their clan's doujutsu to enhance his physical reaction times, Reiko struggled to keep up with his adoptive older brother's successes. Whenever Reiko reached a new milestone and believed he had finally caught Katsuo or surpassed him it became apparent just how wide the gulf between them had grown in terms of skill. Then finally when the two young boys were mid-way through their teenage years and at the height of their rivalry, Katsuo left without saying goodbye. After a heated argument with their mother one night, Katsuo fled the caravan with nothing but a pack over his shoulder and disappeared into the night air of the Wind Country desert.
Angry and hurt that his brother would just leave him, Reiko spent the next few years training harder than ever with their mother Inara with the intent of becoming a ranger and finally being able to best his brother the next time they met until finally he became a ranger himself and struck out on his own. Under the guise of a hunt, Reiko left the caravan with the intention of tracking Katsuo down and finding answers for why he'd left them. Following rumors of a green-haired ranger called himself the Iron Wolf, Reiko went from homestead to rural village following the exploits of this folk hero that reminded him of his brother by description and after a year and half of searching he finally found him but not as he expected him. His first glimpse of Katsuo in nearly five years was while the Iron Wolf was engaged in battle with a colossal spider youkai that had been attacking trade merchants in the area and while Reiko's first instinct had been to leap into battle at his borther's side it quickly became apparent that Katsuo did not need his help. With his own eyes he watched Katsuo utterly dominate the creature that Reiko would have considered an insurmountable foe on his own and in that moment it became clear that the gap between their respective abilities was as large as ever. Perhaps even greater than it had been when they'd been together. While Reiko had thought of nothing but becoming stronger to impress his brother during the intervening years, Katsuo had gone on to become strong for his own reasons.
Motivated more than ever to become stronger than his brother, Reiko joined Katsuo and the two journeyed for some time together as a team and their time together was telling. Katsuo had studied under a great martial artist and become a skilled warrior in a number of different combat styles. Eventually the two got separated during en excursion into a crumbling ruin to root out the source of marauding creatures that fed on anything living they could get their hands on and Reiko found himself alone within those darkened halls... and something in him came to life. The ruins themselves did not speak to him but there blossomed an urge in his heart to find the center of the ruin. With an explicable need governing his actions and the strings of destiny pulling at his legs, Reiko navigated those dessicated corridors with an eerie accuracy until he found himself at his destination; a natural spring that ran red and black with a thick viscous liquid the consistency of blood.
Blood of my blood. Drink. Urged something in his selfconscious. He did not hear the words because they weren't spoken. He just knew them. Like remembering something someone had said to you years ago. If you would sacrifice what you are for what you could become then drink and become strong. Drink and be complete.
And even though every conscious nerve in his body fought against the urge that suddenly attacked him, Reiko did just that. He knelt beside that cursed spring of black blood that vomited forth from the rocks and... suddenly felt great. Energy coursed through his body like it never had before. His senses honed and clarified. Feeling like lightning trapped in a bottle, Reiko had never felt more alive than in the first few moments after taking from the spring. But that power came at a price. Only moments after experiencing the rush of power from the gulp of blood he'd taken, Reiko felt his mind turn to what else it needed.
Hunt. Chase. Kill. Consume.
Those four words thundered in the back of his mind like the beat of a drum and though he tried to shut out the sensation he found the more he resisted it the more worse the demand from his subconscious became.
Hunt. Chase. Kill. Consume.
When Katsuo found Reiko at the heart of the ruin, he came upon him just as Reiko's mind gave out to the desire and Katsuo found himself face to face not with his younger brother but a ravening beast who thought of nothing but ripping and tearing through his prey. Reiko's assault was savage but experienced and it was everything that Katsuo could do at first to defend himself from his possessed sibling. Eventually putting two and two together, Katsuo realized that Reiko had for some reason chosen to drink from the blood spring and become possessed by it... but he had no way of subduing him without killing him and so Katsuo did the thing which he thought was the most merciful at the time and made the decision to slay him. With his right arm entirely cleaved from his body, Reiko fell before Katsuo and the Iron Wolf died alongside him. Katsuo would go on to journey to Sunagakure after burying the brother he thought he killed, feeling the pull of destiny and finally deciding to cease running away from the fate that was promised to him.
For Reiko's part, their battle in those blood-soaked ruins would not be the end of his story either. Some time later, Reiko awoke from near-death coughing and sputtering -- buried beneath a layer of dirt and sand that he pushed through with surprising ease though he lacked any memories of himself or why he'd been buried just outside the city limits of a small frontier town. Journeying into town hoping to find out something about himself and of course find something to satisfy the ravenous hunger which he felt, Reiko caught the eye of a traveling machinist named Tanaka Shen that took him in and in exchange for food and board used Reiko as a test subject for his mechanized prosthetic procedures that he was working on and other menial labor jobs. Years passed with Reiko serving as Shen's apprentice and assistant as his memories slowly came back to him. Passing through Soon's Haven and hearing of the tyranny of Sunagakure and their evil Kazekage Takahashi Sousuke, Reiko was struck with an irresistible urge to journey to Sunagakure and find what it was that drew him there. Bidding his farewell to his friend Shen that had helped him so much through such a hard period in his life, Reiko went forth to find his destiny in the Village of Sand.
Kinjutsu: Jashinism Black Blood of Orochi
He hadn't been thirsty when he'd first walked into the cavernous chamber that very much seemed like the beating heart of the ruins that he and Katsuo had been exploring but as he took his first step towards the edge of the pool at the back of the chamber Reiko could think of nothing but sucking down a mouthful of the ruddy black liquid that flowed like lava out of a crack in the back wall. It bubbled like boiling mud and even though consciously it repulsed him he couldn't deny that he wanted very much to take a drink for reasons that he could not explain.
Drink.
The word repeated at the back of his mind even though he knew that he was alone in the room. He took another step forward into the room with his eyes locked centrally on the roiling pool before him. He was numb to the way the temple ruins they'd been exploring had given way into natural caverns that were much, much older than the rest of the temple. He could not see the murals carved into the raw rock of the walls that depicted the broken body of a great lizard-like creature. He could not see the small human-like figures that knelt and drank from the blood that leaked from the creature's body.
And he could not see the mural that depicted them becoming monsters.
Katsuo had said that he believed that something at the heart of the ruins had been the source of the grotesque monsters roaming the local area and now that Reiko was standing in this room he could believe that if somehow this blood spring was leaking into a local aquifer or if the creatures which those monsters had been previously had somehow made it down here. He knew what would happen if he drank from the spring but there was a piece of him that wanted it more than anything.
Blood of my blood. Drink.
Once again words echoed in the back of Reiko's mind. Words that he simply knew though he did not know how he knew them. He'd never heard anyone ever say something like that to him before but the way they appeared in his mind very much felt like the memory of someone speaking to him many years ago. Not unlike remembering the words of a parental figure from the early days of childhood, Reiko tried to ignore the words but inexorably found himself taking step after step towards the blood spring before collapsing to his knees at it's shoreline. The spring itself was tremendous and smelled awful. What could have caused something like this? He had no way of knowing if the viscous black-red liquid in the bubbling pool before him was really blood or if it just held a terrifyingly similar appearance in all respects but what kind of creature could bled this sort of blood and in such quantities?
Staring at his own reflection in the angry spring, Reiko swallowed hard as he fought with the instinctual urge to plung himself into the pool which pulled at him. It reminded him of the strange feeling that people sometimes had while standing at the precipce of a tremendously large cliff. In situations such as those people often reported feeling a strange urge to leap from the cliff as though they might sprout wings and fly rather than fall to their doom. It was the same for Reiko as he stared into the pool. Would he simply rise to the top of the pool if he jumped into it or would he sink to the bottom and drown in darkness?
If you would sacrifice what you are for what you could become then drink and become strong. Drink and be complete.
He thought of Katsuo in that moment. What might Katsuo do in this situation? His brother would almost certainly be strong enough to resist the strange siren's call of the blood. He always was. It didn't matter who or what Katsuo was faced with, he always managed to be strong enough or fast enough or lucky enough. It was what made him special and it was why Reiko was determined to beat him some day. There was something about Katsuo that drove Reiko to constantly challenge him to test himself against his brother. And suddenly he knew.
He knew that if he drank from the pool he would have the power necessary to finally win. At last it would be Reiko who was the strongest and the fastest and the luckiest. He would finally be able to step out of his brother's shadow and prove that he was worthy of being the rival to Katsuo that he thought of himself as. It was that realization that finally broke the last vestiges of Reiko's will as he reached forward, cupping his hands together as he did, and dipped his fingers into the spring before him. The body of the liquid was warm to the touch, warmer than underground "water" should have been" and as he drew his hands up from the pool the blood-like liquid dripped like sheets from his hands leaving them coated in a thin layer of black-red viscera as he slowly brought his cupped hands up to his mouth.
The substance smelled even worse now that it was close to his nose but it was too late to turn back now and before he could allow himself any more rebellious thoughts Reiko brought the palms of his hands to his lips and drank deep from his cupped hands. The taste of it was absolutely foul and though every reflex in his body recoiled at once in an attempt to vomit it back out Reiko managed to suppress that sensation and finished drinking it down. It was warm all the way down to his stomach and for a moment he only felt disgusted by the act he'd just performed until the changes began to set in. There was a splitting pain that wracked his body for a moment before being replaced with what Reiko could only describe as a feeling of complete euphoria. The dark areas of the room lightened and for the first time since coming into the room he realized that he could see everything with ease.
Standing from his kneeling position Reiko felt, in a single word, amazing. Like waking up from a dream where he'd been slow and thick-headed, this sensation was unlike nothing he'd ever experienced before. He'd been wrong about the spring. It wasn't some foul font of corruption but rather a tool for exaltation. But as he turned to leave the chamber and find Katsuo to tell him about the amazing discovery he'd found... something changed. Closing his eyes for a moment, Reiko tried to blink away the feeling that was coming over him but he could not. Much like the urge to drink from the pool that had taken him for a ride only moments earlier, his mind was suddenly occupied with only one thought:
Hunt. Chase. Kill. Consume.
There was no prey here. No food to be caught. He needed to be above ground on the dunes where those things were. Where he had to be. Eyes flashing from place to place, Reiko's breathing increased pace as he began stalking towards the hole in the wall where he'd entered into the cavern from one of the serpentine tunnels that connected into this central room but as he did he was stopped by the sound of a voice calling out to him.
"Reiko?" Called Katsuo, apparently having arrived in the chamber from one of the other various entrances to the room.
At this time though there was no Reiko. There was only the Hunger. Turning around to face the source of the voice that had called out to him, Reiko's face split into a grin that sported rows of fanged teeth that had not been there previously to the drinking of the blood before he charged in a direct line towards Katsuo at high speed. Unprepared to defend himself from an attack by his brother, Katsuo managed only to bring his arms up in time to block a swipe from long black talons that had formed at the ends of Reiko's fingertips as he swiped them downwards in a diagonal arc with the intention of raking Katsuo's chest open. Blood sprayed from a series of gash wounds that were torn open in Katsuo's forearms as Reiko crouched low and pounced only to send his claws through nothing but air as Katsuo dodged out of the way over Reiko's head in a leaping evasive manuever.
Hunt. Chase. Kill. Consume.
"Reiko what is this, snap out of it. What happened to you?" Gasped Katsuo frantically trying to find out whether Reiko was even in control of himself at the moment. The creatures they'd faced before that were acting like this had shown no shred of mercy or respite and had only stopped attacking once they'd been slain.
Reiko said nothing as he skittered to a stop from the momentum of his leap and turned to face Katsuo once more, his arms hanging listlessly as he rounded upon his brother that had become his prey. There was no trace of the brother that he'd known in the expression that Reiko wore upon his bloodied face and though Katsuo could not fathom what would have driven Reiko to drink from the spring that was in the room he also knew that in situations like these there was little that could be done for the corrupted person. Something had twisted his brother into a monster and the only thing that remained was the mercy of putting that creature to rest for the sake of his brother's memory.
Flames licking at Katsuo's hands, he raised his fists and steeled his heart for the task that he had to carry out.
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Suddenly Reiko awoke in the arid sun of the afternoon, uncovered by a recent sandstorm that had blown through. As breath filled his lungs he rolled over unto his side, then up to his knees and vomited up the contents of his stomach which took the appearance of a mass of black goo and bile that burned and sizzled into the desert sand beneath him. What was he doing here? Closing his eyes, Reiko tried to focus his memory and recall something about where he was... or who he was, for that matter but the attempt only caused his head to erupt in splitting pain. He could remember his name at least. He was Reiko. He had once been a desert hunter. Bits and bobs came back to him as he tried desperately to sort through his memories but could come up with nothing substantial.
Rolling to his side once more and collapsing back into the sand while being careful not to fall into the disgusting mess that he'd retched up from his stomach, Reiko lay in the sand and stared up at the clear blue sky above.
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"You have a dubious aura, vagabond." Accused the woman standing before Reiko as she leveraged a large black sword with red scarred runes running down it's flat in a menacing fashion towards him. Under normal circumstances Reiko would have said that the sword was far too large for such a dainty-looking woman to lift much less efficiently wield but the way she hefted the blade with one hand made it clear that the sword's size was no issue for her. "Tell Us why you have chosen to darken Our master's doorstep and perhaps you may yet leave Our presence unharmed."
Reiko narrowed his eyes behind the visor of his mask before responding. For someone making accusations about dubious auras, the young woman standing before him certainly had enough of one herself. His prosthetic arm crawled in the way that it did when he was in the presence of a powerful foe. He'd met plenty of demons and youkai in the past who could take human form and the fact that she seemed to heft a tremendous blade with little effort certainly did nothing to help her case but he was in the realm of the shinobi now and he knew enough to believe that this was a different world than he was used to.
Standing before the building where he'd been directed that his brother was staying, Reiko had not expected to be accosted in the streets in broad daylight by anyone much less a pretty girl wielding a sword that swirled with cursed chakra but when he'd approached the building she'd come out of no where brandishing that blade of hers and Reiko was still considering how to handle the situation. He was a guest in Sunagakure, after all. An outsider. The last thing he wanted to do was prove the reputation of his people as violent and dangerous to be the truth.
"My name is Reiko. I've come to catch up with my brother Katsuo. We uh. Haven't seen each other in years." The truth and nothing more. There was no harm in that much. He didn't know her and trusting her with any more information than that didn't seem like his best plan.
Raising his hands, Reiko raised his foot to take a step forward but a sudden wave of bloodlust hit him like a crashing wave amongst the surf and he instead took a step backwards while reaching for the sword that was sheathed at waist level on his back. This girl was no ordinary human being.
"Your attempt at deception is shallow and transparent." Remarked the woman as she drew her delicate lips into a curling smirk as waves of cursed chakra began to radiate from her body in rippling waves, "If you are an assassin sent by the hand of the Earth Queen, know that We will show you no quarter despite Our kinship with her."
Hunt her. Slay her. Claim her essence.
The same primal desire to do battle with another being thundered in the back of Reiko's mind causing him to release his grip on his sword and bring his palm to his head as he focused his will to suppress the desire to attack the girl. If he unleashed the Hunger here he risked dragging innocent bystanders into the battle and getting them hurt to say nothing of what he might do to the mysterious swordswoman that he was face to face with. She'd been nothing but stand-offish with him thus far but that didn't mean that Reiko wanted her to get hurt even though the part of him that represented the Hunger very much wanted that. In the back of his mind he couldn't help but wonder what her blood tasted like and as that thought crossed his mind he finally managed to push past the urge that had appeared and regain his composure. For her part the girl had lowered her blade somewhat and was wearing an expression that clearly indicated some sort of interest in the bloodlust that Reiko was undoubtedly giving off.
"No, not the Earth Queen. Your patron is another. We recognize that scent." She said, recognition coming over her features as her sword snapped back up to attention and a sly grin came over her countenance once more. "How fascinating."
"Whoa now let's talk about this--" Reiko began to say but as he did the the girl's response was only a deepening of the sneer she wore upon her face before she lunged foward with a twirl that allowed her to place her left hand on the hilt of her great blade as she spun and put the force of the rotation into the swing.
Snapping his left hand back to the handle of his sword, Reiko interposed his shoulder and forearm into the path of the blade that the girl carried and braced for the impact as it's edge slammed into the steel of his prosthetic arm and had the kinetic energy from the attack immediately absorbed which created a strange moment of complete non-movement between the two as the girl puzzled to understand why the weight behind her attack had suddenly disappeared before Reiko shrugged her blade to the side and stepped forward into her delivering a shoulder check that contained the physical force of her attack. His synthetic shoulder slammed solidly into her unarmored form and transferred the kinetic energy it had stolen sending the girl flying across the street and into the far wall where she impacted, leaving behind a small crater in the stone and plaster of the wall and sending cracks spidering up the surface of the building.
When he'd checked her into the wall, a spattering of blood had come from her mouth and splashed into Reiko's face which coated his eyes and nose and as the girl shrugged her way free from the stonework that she had been slammed into, Reiko's shaking hand came up with trepidation to his face where he wiped some of that red substance from his face and, without thinking about it, licked the tips of his fingers clean and like that a switch was flipped in his mind. Her blood had tasted better than the Hunger had predicted and now that he'd had a sample he couldn't just stop.
Given over to the Hunger the way he had there was no avoiding this fight any longer but Reiko had not forgotten that he was once a ranger and there were protocols to be observed when engaging with a youkai in battle. Previously Reiko had not been sure about what sort of creature the girl was but the way she wielded her sword with tremendous ease combined with the noxious way the chakra that swirled around her like a miasma registered against his senses told Reiko everything that he needed to know about this woman. He'd spent his adult life hunting and battling her kind and before that his childhood had been spent studying them and preparing for the never-ending hunt that his career would eventually be. This woman was without a doubt a dark spiritual being masquerading as a human and that made her dangerous.
"Good is that which Evil fears," Reiko oathed as he reached behind him with his left hand to the hilt of the curved blade at his belt and a predatory glow overtook the red of his eyes. Snapping the blade from it's hilt with a ringing cheer from the hilt, Reiko brought the sword up and pointed it at her as braced his arm with his prosthetic hand and finished his oath; "And justice is when those fears are made reality."
Upon hearing Reiko's oath, the girl straightened up and smiled earnestly as she braced the flat of her sword against the silk shoulder of the indigo dress she wore and placed the knuckles of her free hand against her hip in amusement.
"A ranger oath? How unexpected of you, blood of the dragon. Perhaps you do share something in common with Our master. Come then. If you are even half the hunter you pretend to be then We shall enjoy this a great deal."
Reiko did not wait to give her the satisfaction of the first move. Pouncing from where he was standing with his body blurring behind him in an after-image, Reiko charged down the girl with his blade forward in a swift stabbing motion that the girl batted away with her free hand before hefting her large sword around for a horizontal strike at what looked very much like a gap in Reiko's defenses. Crouching low beneath the sweep of her sword, Reiko sprang up from the crouch towards the girl and caught her off-guard with the speed and precision of his counter-attack, managing to wrap the mechanical fingers of his prosthetic arm around her face and pull her from her feet into a savage slam into the pavement beneath their feet before raising his sword with the intention of driving it into her chest.
Before he was able to bring the point of his sword down however the girl rolled her legs and knees up to her chest and sprang from the ground delivering a kick into Reiko's jaw causing him to release her from his grasp and stumble backwards from the pain that blossomed in his skull as the girl spiraled through the air back to her feet with the indigo and black of her dress spinning around her as she landed near where her sword lay which she casually flicked into the air with a subtle movement of her foot before catching it and advancing once more on Reiko a frentic grin upon her pretty features.
The steel of their swords flashed in the mid-day sun as each impact of their blades created small bursts of sparks which showered the side-walk where they battled. Neither of the two were able to concretely gain an upper hand over the other until finally Reiko managed to catch the girl's dark sword in the grip of his metal fingers and prevent her from continuing to swing it at him. Even empowered as he was by the blood spring, the girl was every bit Reiko's match for strength and speed in the state that he was in and she seemed to be loving every minute of it. Even as Reiko grabbed the blade of her sword and wrestled it to the side before stepping into her once more as he had before and placing his left hand against her chest. The girl realized only too late what Reiko's plan was before a burst of red and black flames erupted between them causing her to release her grasp on the hilt of her sword and send her skidding backwards across the street trailing ribbons of steam and flame from the normalizing temperature of her skin. Tossing her cursed sword to the side, Reiko took a step forward and raised his blade in a familiar stance with his right hand bracing his left arm once more.
"Care to tell me your name?" Questioned Reiko as grinned through his heaving breath. She was certainly giving him a run for his money and despite the Hunger pounding in his chest and in between his ears he was enjoying the challenge of the hunt. "I'll probably need it when I'm explaining to my brother later why I tore up this city block."
It was every bit the taunt it sounded like it was but for her part the girl shrugged her shoulders and smiled back through a slight trickle of blood that appeared at the corner of her mouth. If Reiko hadn't been certain previously that the girl was some kind of supernatural creature, he was now. Not only did she seem relatively unharmed from the close proximity flame Ninjutsu he'd attacked her with but her clothing too seemed entirely unscathed.
"You struck a fair blow against Us so We will do you the courtesy. We are Sesshousuna-Oh." She calmly replied with a regal bow and a sly grin. It seemed as though Sesshousuna-Oh was not nearly as convinced that she was going to lose their engagement as Reiko was.
As Sesshousuna-Oh introduced herself, Reiko's blood raced. He certainly recognized the name and though he would have under normal circumstances dismissed a youkai introducing herself as that legendary beast... well. She was certainly powerful and did not seem in the least ways phased by her disarming at Reiko's hands. In fact, if anything she seemed excited at the prospect of an opponent that could forcibly take her sword from her in such a manner. It was likely that someone as strong as she rarely ever encountered someone who could so adeptly give her a confident fight in the way that Reiko was now and it seemed as though she was enjoying the rare experience a great deal.
Rising from her bow, Sesshousuna-Oh gave Reiko a sly wink before she crossed the distance between them in a heartbeat of time and struck him in the stomach with her right fist causing him to bowl over forward right into her knee as she brought it up and cracked him in the chin forcing him to stumble backwards with blood dripping from his lips.
"You underestimate Us. Presumably because you are in disbelief that We are who We say that We are. After all, Sesshousuna-Oh is a daiyoukai who takes the form of a colossal sandworm that can block out the sun!" She cried as Reiko shook his head free of the dizziness that had set in after her swift and brutal assault on him. "We understand. Know that it is only out of respect for Our master's wishes that We do not reveal Our glorious true form and obliterate you. He would be displeased if We annihilated his home."
As she explained, she spread her arms wide with her fingers extended and as though in response to that motion a great shadow extended from where she was standing that quickly expanded and encompassed the entire street until Reiko realized that they were now standing in the shadow of a gargantuan sandworm. In his mind's eye he could see the creature; hundreds of feet long with twisting appendages circling the rim of it's great fanged maw and chitinous interlocking plates the color of crude oil the creature invoked a primal fear in Reiko that he could not explain. In that moment even the Hunger was blotted from his mind as his heart was taken wholesale by the enormity of the creature that was before him and his sword clattered to the ground-- released from his grasp... and then suddenly he snapped out of the illusion that had grasped his mind as he was lifted into the air by Sesshousuna-Oh who had crossed the distance between them in the short period of time where Reiko had been stupified by the terrifying vision of her true form that she had inflicted upon him and wrapped her delicate fingers around his throat.
"You have been a worthy foe for Us but mother has had enough now. Good bye, little ranger. If you should rise again, do come find Us. We would enjoy another contest of strength with you."
Grinning manically, Sesshousuna-Oh began to squeeze Reiko's throat and though he grasped at her arm he found that with his strength rapidly declining from the asphyxiation that he was experincing he could not mentally negotiate a method to get her to release her grasp even as he pounded against her. Just as his eyes began to grow heavy and his chest burned with lack of oxygen, a new voice called out which Reiko knew that Reiko knew that he recognized but due to standing upon the precipice of unconciousness could not put a name to.
"Sesshousuna-Oh, that's enough!"
Immediately Sesshousuna-Oh released her grasp on Reiko's throat and dropped him to the ground before stepping away with a bow. Falling to the ground unceremoniously, Reiko struggled back to his feet and shuffled over to where his sword lay on the ground with all speed that he could manage in his stunned state, raising the sword in Sesshousuna-Oh's direction in case the newcomer was also a threat but there he found his brother Masashi Katsuo standing there with an expression which was at once a combination of concern, anger and confusion. For her part, Sesshousuna-Oh stood a pace behind Katsuo leaning forward and around so that the mischeavious expression on her face was the only part of her that Reiko could still see. Katsuo had changed much since the last time they'd seen each other. He was older, obviously but the stresses of his life in Sunagakure had taken their toll on what had once been the youthful face of his older brother. Most notably was the walking cane that Katsuo leaned upon as he scowled at Sesshousuna-Oh before turning to Reiko with a look that struggled to understand what was unfolding.
"What is this? Who are..." Recognition dawned on Katsuo as Reiko reached up and pulled the bone-white visor from his face causing Katsuo's words to be stolen from him as his jaw hung agape in surprise.
"... Reiko?"
"She... attacked me outside your house. I... defended myself." He explained through quick breaths as the chaos inflicted upon him by his own technique began to knit back into order once more. It didn't immediately occur to him that his brother's shocked expression was not because he'd discovered Reiko and Sesshousuna-Oh battling on his doorstep but rather that he'd discovered Reiko on his doorstep at all given that he'd believed his brother was long since dead. "I know I shouldn't have come here... I just... I--"
Reiko lowered his gaze from Katsuo and thought to turn and leave. He'd made a mistake in coming here. Katsuo almost certainly remembered him as a renegade monster that he'd been forced to put down and not as his younger brother. He wasn't sure what had convinced him to seek Katsuo out first here in Sunagakure but it seemed like that should be the place he should go first once he'd found out that he was here but now it seemed like a grievous mistake until he heard Katsuo's cane clatter to the ground and felt the older of the two men wrap his arms around him and hug him tightly.
"How is it even possible?" Katsuo whispered, his voice trembling as tears ran down his face.
Reiko reached up and tenatively at first returned the hug before realizing that Katsuo wasn't releasing him until the embrace was fully returned to him. Breathing heavily, Katsuo finally released Reiko from his grip and placed his arms on Reiko's shoulders. The look on his face wasn't one of anger or disgust or even fear as Reiko had imagined it might have been but rather one of love and relief. It was the expression of a man that had not seen his brother in many, many years and had not ever expected to see him again. Nodding his head, Katsuo took his hands from Reiko's shoulder and called the cane which he'd let fall to the side to his hand with a flick of his wrist-- something that Reiko had never seen him do before in the past -- and motioned for Reiko to follow him inside but for his part Reiko only wobbled and nearly fell down, still woozy from the near-death asphxyiation. Noticing that Reiko wasn't following him, Katsuo stopped and turned before motioning towards him with his cane as he looked to Sesshousuna-Oh.
"You did this to him so help him inside, Sesshousuna-Oh." Breathed Katsuo with an exasperated tone to his voice as he turned and began to make his way back into the building he'd come out of with considerable difficulty in movement. "We have a lot of catching up to do."
Whistling innocently as she came close to Reiko, Sesshousuna-Oh looped Reiko's left arm over her shoulder and lifted him up almost effortlessly. Every instinct present in Reiko's mind wanted to recoil from her touch, still seeing her as a potential enemy, but his muscles refused to cooperate and he slumped against her as she hefted him towards the door. Turning her head to his ear, she whispered into it as they entered the house.
"Perhaps we misjudged you as well, ranger." He whispered to him, mischeaviousness in her voice as she did. "If you ever want to do this again... call upon Us and We shall answer."
And as she finished speaking Reiko felt a sensation come over his mind that was present for only a moment before fading. He hadn't much time to think about what she'd done to him before the exhaustion of the fight, the near-execution at the hands of Sesshousuna-Oh and the stress of seeing his brother for the first time in years finally overcame his senses and blackness took him.
This will cost me 300 ASP of my 756 ASP leaving me with 456 ASP going into my new PC.
Class is fine, had to think about the numbers
History is fine
Kinjutsu and CA are fine - I suspect you will roll out your choices when you get your dojo
I spoke to you about the Yen, I forgot to include your current amount on hand which was me being silly billy.
Contract being transferred, okay. We don't need re-approval because it was approved.
Capped points are fine.
Ranger, will handle that ICly in terms of being a Sunan Ranger.
New Character Name: Masashi Reiko OK
Preferred Username: Reiko OK
New Village/Missing: Sand OK
New BL/CA: Demonic Ancestry OK
Custom Class: OK
Main Branch/ANBU/Med-Nin: We need to know how you became a shinobi
IC Rank: Jounin We need how you got a Jounin Rank.
Character's Physical Description: OK
History:
Ranger: OK
Masashi: You own the group/clan, so OK
Katsuo: You own the player, the link is on the maternal side giving you no Sunahoshi heritage or call to the throne. OK
Orochi: Cabal run NPC account and associated character, consent for this association. Verbal discussion regarding some details. Papertrailed. OK.
Jashinist Kinjutsu: Accepted, would have also accepted Revenant as previously discussed. OK
I have altered your yen to reflect those changes.
I have changed your account name to Reiko.
Should not be much longer. He may begin to RP with his character if he chooses to do so, I am fine with that. I will post in here and his topic in c-mod request when a decision has been made.
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