Post by amatsu on Nov 29, 2011 1:15:13 GMT -5
The humidity of the lower regions as bothersome as it was provided the perfect training grounds. It was time to start the cadets training. The first was a young female, although she was a talented and rightfully so. The brunt of her skill was in the medical field and he needed to make sure she was ready for combat and on par with the rest of the members. The sun barely pierced the veil of the humidity this day and the morning dew would cause the raven strands that escaped his cloak to mat to his skin in a sticky mix of water and sweat. He always wondered why his little sister loved the place so much the smell of salt water and marine life would remind him of what it would be like if he ever was in a human sized fish tank. Though the habitat did appease the lush vegetation that seemed to thrive off the abundance of hydration available.
Within the are lurked a creature much darker than the likes of any they had ever seen. A beast that thrived off of chaos and despair. That lived before time and thus even a weaker manifestation of it's former drank the rivers dry and devoured entire nations. Now this creature was bound to the flesh, yet it was only one path to to something greater. His sister of the sword and apprentice now known as his star pupil was the key to it all. He would be sworn to protect her. In order to do that however he first needed to teach her how to protect herself. In order to do this he had to break her down and build her up into something greater. She was no longer the gentle heart of the land. She had to become stronger. She had far too long been the shield that the citizens of the nation hid behind. Nameless was now the sword that would lash out at the enemies of the Saiyans.
Strategy, Tactics, combat they would all be on his list to teach her. Seemingly their prey would be playing hard to get. So they would have to weed him out. He had to be sure she would be void of all emotion. Her heart had to be as tainted as his to be able to endure some of the things they would be doing. The mission would require some gruesome notions that normal men and women would not be able to endure. Though he had held some influence over her mind there was always the fragments of human emotion that was beyond the reach. However he would be sure to fix this through there training. She would kill and she would love it. She would embrace war like it were family and hold it close. She would be made into a proper Saiyan even if only so by name alone.
Eyes of the Student...
It was an idealistic day to the woman of the mist. Eyes that showed nothing but pride towards them took in the sweetness of her residence. The area was how it should be with perfect weather and humidity. The sun had given enough light for the people of the area to get around. Yet, the air was thick and foggy and the coolness made her skin get Goosebumps from the time she had come into the village. They were gone now, however as she was normally used to this kind of environment. Her hair was worn down today, face finally uncovered from beneath her own misty veil. Her reappearance in the area itself was odd and many people had glued their eyes on her. Nothing had changed with the woman she had thought except for how she now always seemed to have her guard. Her Ki creating a constant shift and churn in her body allowing it to pump up her blood and give her constant oxygen.
Her thoughts were ambiguous at this moment, nothing too good for battle. This was her purpose for being here was it not? To be stronger than she already was. She moved swiftly towards the man who treated her like kin, something with more worth than she could take. He was here to show her… to teach her something she may be troubling herself with though she wasn’t sure what that just was either. She knew what she had to do to get stronger. She had to learn to let go. Let go of everything she knew and would know. To let her instincts take over would be her greatest challenge, even though she herself couldn’t accept that. Heartless… to be one without emotion. Even rage… even coldness… weren’t those still emotions?
Within the are lurked a creature much darker than the likes of any they had ever seen. A beast that thrived off of chaos and despair. That lived before time and thus even a weaker manifestation of it's former drank the rivers dry and devoured entire nations. Now this creature was bound to the flesh, yet it was only one path to to something greater. His sister of the sword and apprentice now known as his star pupil was the key to it all. He would be sworn to protect her. In order to do that however he first needed to teach her how to protect herself. In order to do this he had to break her down and build her up into something greater. She was no longer the gentle heart of the land. She had to become stronger. She had far too long been the shield that the citizens of the nation hid behind. Nameless was now the sword that would lash out at the enemies of the Saiyans.
Strategy, Tactics, combat they would all be on his list to teach her. Seemingly their prey would be playing hard to get. So they would have to weed him out. He had to be sure she would be void of all emotion. Her heart had to be as tainted as his to be able to endure some of the things they would be doing. The mission would require some gruesome notions that normal men and women would not be able to endure. Though he had held some influence over her mind there was always the fragments of human emotion that was beyond the reach. However he would be sure to fix this through there training. She would kill and she would love it. She would embrace war like it were family and hold it close. She would be made into a proper Saiyan even if only so by name alone.
Eyes of the Student...
It was an idealistic day to the woman of the mist. Eyes that showed nothing but pride towards them took in the sweetness of her residence. The area was how it should be with perfect weather and humidity. The sun had given enough light for the people of the area to get around. Yet, the air was thick and foggy and the coolness made her skin get Goosebumps from the time she had come into the village. They were gone now, however as she was normally used to this kind of environment. Her hair was worn down today, face finally uncovered from beneath her own misty veil. Her reappearance in the area itself was odd and many people had glued their eyes on her. Nothing had changed with the woman she had thought except for how she now always seemed to have her guard. Her Ki creating a constant shift and churn in her body allowing it to pump up her blood and give her constant oxygen.
Her thoughts were ambiguous at this moment, nothing too good for battle. This was her purpose for being here was it not? To be stronger than she already was. She moved swiftly towards the man who treated her like kin, something with more worth than she could take. He was here to show her… to teach her something she may be troubling herself with though she wasn’t sure what that just was either. She knew what she had to do to get stronger. She had to learn to let go. Let go of everything she knew and would know. To let her instincts take over would be her greatest challenge, even though she herself couldn’t accept that. Heartless… to be one without emotion. Even rage… even coldness… weren’t those still emotions?
