Private We need some.... Reassembly?

[Yume Izanami]

There would be an emergency rush to Aesculapium. A medical shinobi had caught word of a genin carelessly going out on a mission that involved lycans by herself and had decided to try and catch up to her. He would hear the gun shot. And after a short while later, another. He had hoped that the girl would walk out completely unharmed, but knew in his gut that wouldn't be the case. He would make his way into the Manor, seeing the quick destruction that was made to suggest that the fight took down into the basement, and followed suit. Upon entering the basement, he found a gruesome sight. A mutated Lycan, and the girl... Her left arm was completely torn off, and both of her legs look like they have been torn to pieces enough to see bone. He radioed Cloud, letting other medical ninja know of an emergency rush, to get a room ready. He looked over at the dead lycan and made sure more backup was coming to transport the body as he would focus on using mainly chakra healing to stabilize the girl. Eventually, the transport team would make their way into Aesculapium and get the girl into the room that was ready for her.

.... Where....? Izanami feels like she is dreaming. She stood on the battlefield that the Tenouzans had razed, killing her family. She felt so helpless then. All she had was her gifted ability to catch on quick to weapons making. Flash forward, she was sitting at a steak restaurant, talking to another girl, going only a small bit into her life. How small she feels, thinking that even with chakra now, all she can do is make her weapons and armor better than before, an upgraded version, and even that won't be enough for people who can casually throw meteors around like it's nothing. Her own disdain at the fact that she can't do much, her own affinities to Lightning, Earth, and Gravity are mediocre at best.

And then... Her eyes widened as she looked around, the scenery changing to be that of the basement of the Manor. Looking down at herself in horror, she had seen that her left arm was gone, and her legs are beyond use. What's this feeling that she has? Hopelessness... Even as she told herself that she would focus on taijutsu and making her weapons be the best that they can be, her own skill and speed pales in comparison to that of monsters that the people of her own revolution had created.

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[Shinrya Kitsune]

Kitsune was, by chance, at the hospital when the emergency call came in. Apparently one of her Genin had been badly injured in a battle with a lycan. She rushed to get scrubbed up for operation, telling her secretary to put the rest of her schedule on hold, because this was frankly much more important. She was a doctor first, and the Raikage second, and she would not let one of her own die on her watch.

Once in the operating theater, an almost inaudible gasp escaped her lips. The poor kid. Left arm: Gone. Legs: Shredded. Lacerations all over. She had to act fast, and immediately. She called for a nurse to get her a set of tools, so she could begin cleaning up the wounds. It didn't appear that remains of the limbs had been saved, so there was no chance of reattachment. Kitsune sighed. She'd have to make do with mechanics instead.

Fortunately for Izanami, Kitsune was not just a master of medicine, but also the founder of the field of Kumogakurean Prosthetics. There were several high-ranking shinobi in the village using limbs she'd made. Heck, even her own left eyeball had that had been damaged by an assassin had been replaced with a mechanical eye she designed, complete with the power to replicate the doujutsu of her bloodline.

She began the procedure by cleaning up Izanami's wounds before using a few medical ninjutsu to heal up the lacerations. The arm, or lack thereof, and legs both needed to be clean before she could attach the mounting hardware for the prosthetics. It'd have to be a shoulder mount for the left arm, and from the looks of it, she'd have to amputate the knees, as there wouldn't be enough left below the knees to attach the mounting plates to.

Fortunately for Izanami, the hardware Kitsune was working with was top of the line, and after a bit of rehabilitation, would allow her to move as if she'd never lost her limbs. Better, even. She'd even have the ability to feel touch through the prosthetics due to the artificial nerve system Kitsune had developed. It was the secret sauce that made the prosthetics designed by her so much better than those designed by the competition.

 

[Yume Izanami]

All the while, Izanami is still unresponsive, though it does seem that her heart rate is at a steady pace. Deep in her subconscious thoughts, her mind drifted back to when she went on a mission with a group of people.

Whilst she didn't really care at the time of two kids, academy students dying, part of her wishes that she was faster to react and move. Those undead wolves live in her nightmares from time to time after that mission. It really made her wonder what other horrible monsters exist. The young genin would always think of those undead wolves as part of her Revolution. The lycans were the main blemish upon the revolution and she sees anything that could be connected as part of it too.

She only wished that she can move faster to eliminate the stain upon her history. Because maybe she isn't trying to help all of Lightning Country. Maybe she is trying to atone for being part of a group that had done exactly what Cloud has done in the past. Except this time, it's effecting everyone...

Izanami would slightly stir from her unconsciousness "I need to get faster... Stronger... To kill all lycans..." Was all that she would say. One look at the girl would tell Kitsune that while she did speak, she was still in fact unresponsive to being talked to. It would seem that Izanami is having some inner thoughts whilst sh is being operated on. After that, the girl would fall quiet, presumably still stuck in a coma like state for right now.

 

[Shinrya Kitsune]

Kitsune's heart ached as she listened to Izanami's whispered words. The determination in the girl's voice, even while teetering on the edge of consciousness, was unmistakable. Kitsune knew that drive, that fierce resolve. She had seen it in countless shinobi who had faced the worst and come out stronger. Izanami had the potential to be one of the greatest, but first, she had to survive this ordeal.

"Get me the neural interface kit," Kitsune ordered a nurse. "We need to ensure full functionality for the prosthetics. I don't want her waking up feeling less than she was."

The nurse nodded and hurried to comply. Kitsune's mind raced as she continued her meticulous work. Cleaning the wounds was only the first step, but it was also the easiest. The real challenge lay ahead: ensuring that Izanami's new limbs would integrate seamlessly with her body and chakra system. Kitsune's prosthetics were more than just replacements; they were enhancements, designed to work in harmony with the wearer's natural abilities.

She took a deep breath, calming her thoughts. Each incision, each application of medical ninjutsu had to be perfect. Kitsune was a master surgeon, her hands steady and precise. She focused on the task at hand, shutting out everything else. The room was filled with the soft hum of machinery, the beeping of monitors, and the quiet murmurs of the medical team.

Finally, the wounds were clean, and Kitsune began the process of attaching the mounting hardware for the prosthetics. The shoulder mount for the arm was the first. She worked quickly but carefully, ensuring that the interface would allow for full range of motion and sensory feedback. The legs were more complicated. She had to amputate above the knees, a necessary step to ensure that the prosthetics would function properly. Each cut was precise, each suture perfectly placed.

"Prepare the prosthetics," she instructed another nurse. "We'll attach them once the mounting hardware is secure."

As the team moved to comply, Kitsune took a moment to step back and assess her work. Izanami's body was battered, but she was strong. Stronger than she probably realized. Kitsune knew that with the right support and rehabilitation, the girl would walk out of here stronger and faster than before. But more importantly, she hoped Izanami would find a renewed sense of purpose, one that wasn't solely driven by revenge.

Returning to the operating table, Kitsune began the delicate process of securing the mounting hardware. The technology she had developed was years ahead of anything else in the world. The artificial nerves would connect with Izanami's own nervous system, allowing her to control the prosthetics with the same precision and feeling as her natural limbs. It was painstaking work, but Kitsune was relentless, her focus unwavering.

Hours passed, and the mounting hardware was finally in place. Kitsune stepped back, wiping the sweat from her brow. Izanami lay on the table, her vital signs stable. The next phase would involve attaching the actual prosthetic limbs, but for now, the most critical part of the operation was complete.

"You did well, Izanami," Kitsune whispered softly, knowing the girl couldn't hear her. "You're stronger than you know. And we'll make sure you're ready for whatever comes next."

With that, she turned to her team, ready to oversee the next phase of Izanami's care. The battle was far from over, but Kitsune was determined to see her through it, every step of the way.

 

[Yume Izanami]

As hours would pass, the girl was still out of it. And even in her dreams, she would go in and out. Sometimes it would be all black. Other times, it would go to all of her failures that she just wished that she can just be better at fighting. At the end of the day, the girl just had to accept the fact. Even though she has an affinity to having chakra, she isn't even on par with people of her rank. The only good thing she has going for her, again is taijutsu. And that is only good because of her ability to enhance her weapons.

But without that? She can't even do anything worthwhile. She wondered. What if she ever was able to do more with her weapons than what she can do with conventional methods including powering it up with chakra. She had heard of one such method. But that is something way out of her league. To even master the basics of it she would need speed that is unparalleled to most other people. But if she were to gain such inhuman speeds, then she just might be able to do it.

A grim thought crept into her mind, a reminder of the mess that she is before she blacked out from blood loss. Her left arm was gone, and her legs are basically unusable now. She'd need a miracle to happen right about now. Heck, maybe that miracle can be in the form of turning her into some sort of cyborg that she has read some manga about. But she decided that would be way too convenient to happen.

 

[Shinrya Kitsune]

Kitsune nodded to the nurses, indicating that they could proceed with clean up now. Once that was done, they carefully wheeled Izanami into a private room, where they hooked her new hardware up to various computer terminals. These systems were essential to update the prosthetics with the appropriate parameters required for a kunoichi of her caliber.

-- Some six hours later --

The machines around Izanami hummed and whirred as they ran through their final diagnostics. Kitsune stood back, watching the screens as they displayed the results of the tests. Izanami was still unconscious, but that was to be expected, given the extent of the surgery. The nurses had done an excellent job of cleaning her up, and she looked almost as good as new, save for the fact that she was now a cyborg.

Various beeps echoed softly in the room, ensuring everything from heart monitoring to brain activity was working as it should. The artificial chakra system installed in Izanami was seamlessly connected to her natural chakra network, allowing her to perform as a kunoichi—perhaps even at a higher level than most. Kitsune had designed this system to enhance her natural abilities, providing speed and strength that were previously unattainable.

Kitsune reviewed the diagnostics data, ensuring that the neural interfaces were responding correctly and that the artificial limbs were calibrated to match Izanami's physical and chakra capabilities. She had no doubt that once the girl woke up and underwent rehabilitation, she would surpass her previous limits.

As the final tests concluded, Kitsune felt a mixture of relief and anticipation. Izanami's vitals were stable, and the integration of the prosthetics was successful. Now, it was a matter of time and training. Kitsune leaned over and gently brushed a stray lock of hair from Izanami's forehead.

“You're going to be incredible, Izanami. This is just the beginning,” she whispered softly. Izanami was scheduled to awake soon, and Kitsune was eager to see the results of her work in action. The only other person that had undergone cybernetic modification by Kitsune was a certain Hyuuga named Honnou. The results had been nothing short of spectacular, and Kitsune had no doubt that Izanami would follow in his footsteps.

 

[Yume Izanami]

Izanami would slowly open her eyes. Letting out a yawn, she would rub her eyes with both of her hands. She had this really weird feeling about herself. In her groggy mind, she realized that she was in the hospital, but the reason why didn't really click with her just yet as she swung her legs out of the bed and started to walk over to the bathroom, not realizing that she moved more smoothly than ever before. Once there, she would turn the sink on and splash water in her face to wake herself up. Grabbing a towel to dry off her face and stare at herself in the mirror, she can't help but feel as if there was something off and she can't put her finger on it.

Walking back into her hospital room, she would look over at one of the doctors, a red head woman who kind of looks familiar and said, "Dunno what happened Doc, but it feels like I've had both the best and worst sleep. I swear, I had this nightmare where I lost my...." Her voice trailed off as she started to remember. How the hell is she even walking?! The young Genin would look down in surprise to see metallic legs. It would seem that due to her surprise, the neural connection to the legs briefly halted and Izanami would fall down.

"Ow..." She would rub her head with her left hand, then soon realizing that her left hand too, was now metallic. As soon as she realized that, the arm seem to give way too. "Shit..." Izanami may have just woken up, but she is starting to piece together the puzzle. The attack at the manor. It was real. And she lost her real limbs because of it. All except well, her right arm. Since then, she now realized that she is in a hospital with robot legs and left arm. She wondered how advanced it must have been for her to control these limbs without putting much thought into it, but once she realized that they are new, it kind of, almost seemed to have shut down.

Taking a deep breath, she would try with all her might to make the left arm do as she commands, eventually making a fist as she planted the metal arm on the ground to try and right herself up. It took about five minutes for her to regain control of her legs. Another ten to stand up by herself. She refused help from anyone that tried to help her up on her own. Aside from the fact that it was cloud ninja that had helped her regain the ability to be able to fight, she knows that she can't rely on anyone but herself to go even further now. Losing her limbs was a setback and now that she has new limbs, she has to relearn everything about the basics of being a human for these limbs. However, she still has to give thanks out to those who do help her. "Thank you..." She would say to the red head doctor as she suspected to be the main doctor of her operation.

 

[Shinrya Kitsune]

Kitsune looked up from the chart in her hand as Izanami walked back into the room. It appeared that young Izanami had not yet realized what had happened to her, and why she was kinda groggy. Then, when she realized as she looked down, her legs gave out and she flopped onto the floor, "Yeah... We had no choice but to augment you, there was not enough left for us to regenerate limbs from." she explained, offering to help the kid up, but was refused. "It should come naturally. How to move your new limbs, that is. They're connected to your nervous system, so essentially they should function like any other arm or set of legs. Only, you know, much stronger."

Once Izanami had figured out how to stand up again, Kitsune would chime in "There's also an artificial chakra circulatory system, so you'll still be able to perform the same jutsus as before. The only thing that might need training is getting used to the weight. Now, I did my best in picking lightweight materials, but it's hard to compete with millions of years of evolution when it comes to picking what to make limbs out of." she explained, "Izanami-chan, I'm sorry. I know this is a lot to take in, but we had no choice. You were as good as dead when you were brought in, and we had to do something to save you." she said, running a hand through her red mane of hair.

That being said, she was lucky that Kitsune happened to be at the hospital when she was brought in. The expertise in prosthetics required to make limbs like these was not something that was common in the world, and Kitsune was one of the few people who could have done it. "I know this is a lot to take in, but you're alive. And that's what matters." she said, trying to comfort the girl. She also realized, that maybe Izanami didn't yet recognize who she was, and decided to let it come to her on her own, rather than tell. She had enough to worry about at this point rather than having to also worry about formality and what not.

 

[Yume Izanami]

Izanami had to sit down when she heard the doctor explain her situation. It was a lot to take in, but the girl would listen as Kitsune would go on. At first, her fists, erm... Fist, clenched, as she thought about it. But the more she thought about it, the more that she is thinking of this as a blessing in disguise. She knows all about her own incompetence that she has in terms of being a ninja.

The girl wondered about this artificial chakra system that now flows in her along with her own normal chakra system. She wondered how far she can go with all of this. Having something like this might just be what she needed in order to more than just mediocre out in the field. It would take a week of rehabilitation for Izanami to go through a grueling process in order to move as a normal human again without putting too much thought into it. It would be during this time that she learned about the head doctor, who was in fact the Raikage of Cloud. It was hard to wrap around her head of it all, as she had heard rumors from her time in the revolution, of the higher ups of Cloud are just evil and whatnot.

Though she made great headway on her rehabilitation to move as a normal human again, putting these things to the test is a different story. Her weapons felt off in her hands as she trained with them. Her movements are faster than what she's used to. And she doesn't know how to really put to use the artificial chakra system other than a slight amp to her techniques. Nevertheless, she had thanked the hospital staff once she was confident in her ability to at least walk around and pick things up fine and made her leave.

(Thanks Kitsune for the tune up!)
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