Today was one of the few that our young Chikamatsu Shin did not have to attend classes at the Academy, but he still had work to do early in the morning. Helping him prep for the life of a ninja the boy's mother essentially assigned him a mission to complete. The Yamanaka was asked to carry the Castorenum poison that his clan had been creating for generations to the hospital so that the Mednin there could help create stronger antidotes for use against enemy shinobi. This task seemed simple enough, but he started to feel as if today would make a greater impact that just running his mother's errands, even if she called it a mission.
Finishing up getting dressed the boy tightened the straps on his boots before making his way out the door with a satchel hanging around his shoulders. Inside held a few vials of varying poisons, but the most important package that needed to make it there was the one of his clan's he head his mother's explanation of how this poison slowed down the actions of shinobi and was primarily effective of those shinobi with advance skills, but he also knew that he was carrying some that could probably kill the average person. He let out a sigh before heading out to the hospital. Waiving good by to his mom the boy would swing by his father's shack that was across the street. Closing his eyes while still standing outside he connected his mind to that of his father's, a gift his mother's blood gave him. Letting his father know where he was heading he finally made his was to his destination.
Walking through the Sunan Residences was one of his favourite views. Many of the houses were made of stucco and were painted with the colors commonly found in the desert mountains that weren't too far from the village. Soft pinks and sky blues contrasting the earthen browns and tans created a beautiful neighborhood. The whole on the other hand was slightly depressing. Most of Suna still resided underneath the earth's crust as it hadn't made it's way up since the fierce Diamond Maelstrom dissipated a little while back. Shin's family moved up top before many of the other villagers and because of this he wasn't too familiar with the routes of the lower village. Regardless he knew where to go if he was trying to find the stand out locations like his academy and the hospital.
Standing on the edge of the hole it was time to delve down there and deliver these vials. He let out a sigh before making his to the stairs before his long descent into the dark cave where his fellow Sunans have spent generations living in. Chakra infused crystals lit his way down the steps of the long and winding trail he had to follow every day, but today would be different. Unbeknownst to him there was a group of thugs at one of the rest areas up ahead trying to mug bystanders that were making their way into the village. Most of them were Academy rejects, but they still possessed basic Ninjutsu and Taijutsu skills, both of which were skills that Shin did not possess. Turning the corner he could start to sense unfamiliar chakras so he tightened up his grip on the strap crossing his chest. He tried to steady his breath so that he would not seem intimidated. There they were, three boys a couple years older than him leaning against the rest stop's facilities. Shin could see kunai attached to their hips, and one of the boys was wielding a katana. Hopefully the boys weren't looking for a fight but that thought quickly left his mind as the seemingly leader stepped towards Shin.
"Hey brat, empty the bag and no one gets hurt!"
Shin looked the older boy in the eyes before slowly raising a single hand forming the half tiger handseal "No."<i></i>
The two other boys started to chuckle and stepped towards their friend as all three pulled their weapons out. Shin quickly weaved a set of seals before stepping back. A loud crack in the bedrock could be heard over the boys' shoulders as if something was about to fall.
"Shit!"
As they turned Shin weaved a few more seals before disappearing from sight in a parade of flowers. As if the earthy clay beneath their feet instantly became fertile grass began to grow and flowers began to bloom. Trees quickly grew covering the area and the thugs were left speechless. They had fallen into the young Yamanaka's Genjutsu. This took most of his energy and he was hoping to make a quick escape but one of the thugs realized what was happening.
"Genjutsu won't work on me kid, Release!"
The illusion faded and they could see Shin make his way to the steps. Not wanting to look like fools one of the brats launched his kunai at they young shinobi. Shin wasn't able to dodge the attack as he was almost out of energy already. The kunai planted itself into his shoulder as he let out a scream of pain. The momentum of the projectile made the illusionist's next step falter, causing him to miss the earth and step off of the ledge.
Quickly realizing he was about to fall the boy shifted his weight but it was too late. He was still about fifty feet from the ground and the hospital was in sight. Acting quickly he summoned up as much chakra as he could before hitting the ground to launch a Telepathic call to the hospital. Hoping he could reach that far he sent the visions he saw with a sense of urgency to his location. As if shouting help he would hope anyone nearby or in the hospital would hear him and come to his aid. Closing in on the ground the young boy quickly grabbed his satchel and pressed it to his chest to protect his mother's parcels from crushing from underneath his weight upon impact.
With a thud a searing pain filled the boy's body as he laid not much more than a stone throw's away from his destination. He wasn't sure if it was from the impact or the over usage of his chakra but his vision started to go blurry as he slowly closed his eyes, but he knew he still had to get to the hospital.
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Finishing up getting dressed the boy tightened the straps on his boots before making his way out the door with a satchel hanging around his shoulders. Inside held a few vials of varying poisons, but the most important package that needed to make it there was the one of his clan's he head his mother's explanation of how this poison slowed down the actions of shinobi and was primarily effective of those shinobi with advance skills, but he also knew that he was carrying some that could probably kill the average person. He let out a sigh before heading out to the hospital. Waiving good by to his mom the boy would swing by his father's shack that was across the street. Closing his eyes while still standing outside he connected his mind to that of his father's, a gift his mother's blood gave him. Letting his father know where he was heading he finally made his was to his destination.
Walking through the Sunan Residences was one of his favourite views. Many of the houses were made of stucco and were painted with the colors commonly found in the desert mountains that weren't too far from the village. Soft pinks and sky blues contrasting the earthen browns and tans created a beautiful neighborhood. The whole on the other hand was slightly depressing. Most of Suna still resided underneath the earth's crust as it hadn't made it's way up since the fierce Diamond Maelstrom dissipated a little while back. Shin's family moved up top before many of the other villagers and because of this he wasn't too familiar with the routes of the lower village. Regardless he knew where to go if he was trying to find the stand out locations like his academy and the hospital.
Standing on the edge of the hole it was time to delve down there and deliver these vials. He let out a sigh before making his to the stairs before his long descent into the dark cave where his fellow Sunans have spent generations living in. Chakra infused crystals lit his way down the steps of the long and winding trail he had to follow every day, but today would be different. Unbeknownst to him there was a group of thugs at one of the rest areas up ahead trying to mug bystanders that were making their way into the village. Most of them were Academy rejects, but they still possessed basic Ninjutsu and Taijutsu skills, both of which were skills that Shin did not possess. Turning the corner he could start to sense unfamiliar chakras so he tightened up his grip on the strap crossing his chest. He tried to steady his breath so that he would not seem intimidated. There they were, three boys a couple years older than him leaning against the rest stop's facilities. Shin could see kunai attached to their hips, and one of the boys was wielding a katana. Hopefully the boys weren't looking for a fight but that thought quickly left his mind as the seemingly leader stepped towards Shin.
"Hey brat, empty the bag and no one gets hurt!"
Shin looked the older boy in the eyes before slowly raising a single hand forming the half tiger handseal "No."<i></i>
The two other boys started to chuckle and stepped towards their friend as all three pulled their weapons out. Shin quickly weaved a set of seals before stepping back. A loud crack in the bedrock could be heard over the boys' shoulders as if something was about to fall.
"Shit!"
As they turned Shin weaved a few more seals before disappearing from sight in a parade of flowers. As if the earthy clay beneath their feet instantly became fertile grass began to grow and flowers began to bloom. Trees quickly grew covering the area and the thugs were left speechless. They had fallen into the young Yamanaka's Genjutsu. This took most of his energy and he was hoping to make a quick escape but one of the thugs realized what was happening.
"Genjutsu won't work on me kid, Release!"
The illusion faded and they could see Shin make his way to the steps. Not wanting to look like fools one of the brats launched his kunai at they young shinobi. Shin wasn't able to dodge the attack as he was almost out of energy already. The kunai planted itself into his shoulder as he let out a scream of pain. The momentum of the projectile made the illusionist's next step falter, causing him to miss the earth and step off of the ledge.
Quickly realizing he was about to fall the boy shifted his weight but it was too late. He was still about fifty feet from the ground and the hospital was in sight. Acting quickly he summoned up as much chakra as he could before hitting the ground to launch a Telepathic call to the hospital. Hoping he could reach that far he sent the visions he saw with a sense of urgency to his location. As if shouting help he would hope anyone nearby or in the hospital would hear him and come to his aid. Closing in on the ground the young boy quickly grabbed his satchel and pressed it to his chest to protect his mother's parcels from crushing from underneath his weight upon impact.
With a thud a searing pain filled the boy's body as he laid not much more than a stone throw's away from his destination. He wasn't sure if it was from the impact or the over usage of his chakra but his vision started to go blurry as he slowly closed his eyes, but he knew he still had to get to the hospital.
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