The Art of War

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The sounds of battles and war could be heard in the partially destroyed area found in the upper regions. The cherry blossom trees were burned, and their beautiful leaves were scattered across the blood covered ground. The reason for this bloodshed was not known..not by the warriors..not by the innocent civilians..Not even by the god's themselves. The dark clouds covered the area as the sounds of war would continue. The cool splash of blood would fall upon the homes of the innocent, and the fighting..would not stop..Thunder and Lightning would cover the skies, as the rain would come and wash down on the heartless warriors. This would not stop their advances to their own death..and would only further the anger they shared for each other.

A single cloaked figure stood on the hillside of the region. His piercing eyes stared down at the warriors and escaping civilians below. This region didn't mean much to him in the least..He had no ties too it..No bonds to even severe while he was passing by. This was the original home of the current leader of the rebellion. the commander..previous member of the Saiyan cardi..Now the neutral domestic resistance in the world of Saiyans..or so he thought..Until he would lay his gaze among the eyes of Nameless..The same with all the warriors and tough guys the boy would come across..He was a manipulator a few pegs after an Avenger. And with his new found power..He could make an illusion of peace if that was what he demanded...!

The thoughts would wash down his pale face, just like the rain. His cold eyes would shift to a young girl..Blood covered her face and chest..yet she had no injuries. He would use his eyes to search for any physical ques..And her secrets were soon his..The blood had not belong to her, yet to her parents who died protecting her. Nameless's fist would clench as he would turn his head to the side and close his eyes. The young girl..Had a look similar to his own..Her tear filled eyes were so..embracing..piercing..It did not take long for the boy to kneel down and meet her eyes with his own. The young girl would stop infront of him and begin to let her tears roll down her face. It mixed with the rain falling from the skies about and seemed to never end..atleast not to Taski.

"..The pain of loss..Can really make someone stronger.." The young demon spoke to himself as his ice blue hues began to peer into the girl's own eyes. He would ease the pain of her loss by letting his hand run over her shoulder..a false sense of comfort but all he could really do. Memories of being an orphan..not remembering her lifestyle before..being all alone..before meeting the young demon himself. He would give her a job of following under him..becoming his shadow and learning his ways and methods. She would soon see him as her only family and almost like an older brother in a way..Nameless would now be the young girl's family..Him and him alone..

The young boy would grasp his arms and let out a grunt of pain. This was the first time he has really used the body of heaven technique..It felt like every cell in his body was on fire..It was comforting to the cold rain that fell upon him at that very time. His pants would dry out as he could feel the warm hand make it's way to his cheeks. And once he removed his hands from his arm, he would see the young girl embracing him..loving him..wanting to be by his side. "Nameless-sama..You are everything to me.." The boy's calm face would not falter to the girl's words. This wasn't a real affection..just something he had created. He would slowly lift himself to his feet and walk to the edge of the cliff, over looking the battle below. His cold dark eyes would watch the soldiers continue their assault without the mercy they should have shown. The young girl would stand alittle ways behind Taski as he would fall to his knees and call upon his Saiyan power. He would cleanse the land from the inevitable blood shed his own way.

The boy's shadow would begin to morph into snake like figure..ever shifting..and slowing slithering around him with ease. Soon it would over come him, and open it's jaws around Nameless's head...Soon the beast would chomp down onto the boy and devour him whole. A dark cloak would surround his body and begin to grow in size..The shadows used him as a medium to expand their influence on the real world..Soon 8 massive heads of a Serpent would emerge from the cloak of darkness and stretch into the skies above. Roars could be heard for miles as the soldiers would all stop to look at the being above them. It would only take a few seconds before the large serpent would start striking down at the soldiers below. Crushing their bones between it's jaws while sparing the Innocent villagers at the same time. It was truly a spectacular site, yet at the same time very merciless.

Once the brutal assault would cease, the shadow serpents would once again enter the dark cloak surrounding the boy's figure. Taski would be panting heavenly..Being used as a medium took a toll on his body..But the results of the effect were worth it. The village laid in ruin..The bodies of soldiers were littered every where. The boy would cough a few times before opening his mouth to reveal a hand extending from out of it. Another hand would be seen, extending from the mouth. And soon both hands would take position on the mouth's hinges and pry it open to pull out the body of a figure. The body would fall to the ground and reveal itself to be another Nameless. The boy had shed his skin to remove all outside injuries given to him from being the medium of his demon's assault. "..Tch..how..repulsive.." He would push himself to his feet before looking back to the young girl with his dark eyes. When he had entered her mind, he had learned her name..Kano..Such a simple name, with unlimited potential.

The young Saiyan would grab his cloak from his previous body and begin to leave the scene of the battle that was previously fought. The young girl would cling to his back and follow close behind him. He didn't mind this at all..He welcomed it as a matter of fact. Maybe for the time being the boy wouldn't feel so alone. He would look back at his young follower with a calm face and give her a slight nod. The boy would begin to sway back and forth as he left the scene with the young Kano. She stuck close to his side as his eyes would lifted towards the sky above. A smirk would come across his face at the power he had achieved so prematurely in life. "With the power of a super Saiyan..I can rewrite everything.." Nameless would tilt his head down to the ground and stare upon the moist soil from the rain..'..That doesn't mean..I can bring you back..If only I could use the power for myself..' The young boy would sigh as he would cross his arms under his cloak. Killing that woman..He regretted it every day..She was the only one that ever cared about him. And even though she would rewrite his bonds and memories for her own gain..He couldn't help but..love her.

"Hmph.." The boy would watched the clouds begin to part and the rain would cease to fall. His mind would shift to the rebellion..The woman that would take the roll of his mother would disappear from the village and leave him behind..Meaning all his ties to Kirigakure as a hole, was now over. There was no leader..No higher figure to stop the assault he was about to commit too. Nameless had made his mind up..He would repudiate the land, utterly. There was nothing left for him there..Nothing he would ever wish to gain. And with those thoughts going through his head, the young boy would take his leave.

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Nameless found himself at the mouth of a Volcano, similar to one at his previous home. The young boy had been traveling recently to train the contents given to him in a scroll. A scroll given to him by a man named Hiran..The man who would train him to completely control the darkness within him. The young man would sit on the edge of the active mountain and peer into the center of the large hole. Memories of his training with the man would begin to come back to him. Words of encouragement to push on and finish the training. If he were to grow in strength, surely he would be able to control the Saiyan's powers by will..This would take awhile to master..but so far..The training was going well.

Nameless had made his way to the top of the large Volcano. The boy would begin his training with a man he had only met a few days before. He had already changed his own appearence to look similar to his sensei's. Changing his previous clothes, to something of a more serious manner. An armored plate was put on his left shoulder, while the other bared his pale skin. His hair remained spiked, but his white bangs were removed completely. His hair was now completely white to the naked eye. And even though it wasn't like him to give up his usual black attire, he would for now. But his Kanji would still be seen on the braces covering his forearms...His pale skin would reflect the intense heat coming from within the Volcano as he would await his sensei. His cold eyes staring at the slow magma, shifting within the giant beast known as the Sora Volcano.

"..Hmph..Sensei..You're really like me..huh? Heh..Finally another of cruel intent..And his power..Will I obtain the same strength?" The young Saiyan spoke to himself, regarding his new mentor. He would raise his left hand and clench his fist. Focusing his dark eyes onto the fist, and letting his palm lips curl into a smirk. The thought of gaining his true potential..His Potential as a warrior and a saiyan..This was all he wanted. To truly follow in his father's footsteps..This would all begin with this training..And then crush his adversaries..So no one would rival his own power...He would be the last with the super saiyan blood..And then he would accomplish his true goals..That only him and his inner demon would know of..Something he has kept secret even from his mother before her death..Nameless slowly closed his eyes and let his pale face, return to it's emotionless gesture. And once he opened his eyes..His dark eyes were focused..

The boy looked over his shoulder and turned towards the path he had taken to reach the top of the mountain. He put his left hand on his side, while his other arm hung freely by his side. His sensei would be coming soon..He could feel it..His Saiyan blood could feel it..A man with a ki even more cursed than his own. And when it was around him..That power..That saiyan..The boy's own power would pale in comparison. Even it knew the power the man had held could devour him whole..Not only was Nameless cautious..But it also had a form of fear for a man. Nameless may have not shared this fear..but the his inner demon had..But it mattered not to the warrior..He was here for only one purpose..

Nameless would turn towards his sensei, who had somehow made it to the training field un noticed. This of course was not surprising for the young Siayan. When they had had that spar before, it was apparent that this man was something other than human. And then with the long story he had heard, and the sudden reveal that his sensei was indeed a powerful saiyan..It all began to make sense. This abnormal power he obtained, was not only his own..But the beast of a Saiyan he was. He had become the perfect source of power..A monster that was once seen as a king. That would devour other demons to add to it's own strength. Truly a frightening thought..Even the

The Saiyan focused it's keen senses on the man infront of him. Listening to each note..Each word..Taking it in as a whole. His training conditions were harsh..He would be pushing Nameless's body to a limit. And if the boy was too be weakend then the Saiyan within him would surely take over without a problem. This training would probably make the boy less of a human, and more of a monster. Getting rid of the faults that made humanity so weak to begin with. Eating..Sleeping..Feeling Emotions. Something the young Saiyan would give up in a blink of an eye. He was too fond of any of that..And when he let his inner saiyan take control..It felt like everything would be different..No more anything..only darkness..Hatred paving a road in his heart. A breath of relief..No more cares or worries..who would need it after all? A monster has no friends..No anything. They are born alone..Live alone..and Die alone.

"..I guess this will make my body more of a demonic vessel I presume..Heh..Fine with me.." The boy let a smirk appear on his pale face as he studied the man's movements with his eyes. If there was one thing the eye was keen at, it was focusing on the thoughts and processes of others. It was not only a superb tool in battle, but in training aswell. Letting the user know of every action the other had made, thought by thought. And with this ability, the boy would study the man's movements, and re-think his previous thoughts he had made to perform the technique. Step by Step. Move by Move. And as the man made his way to the couldren, the boy focused his prowess..

His vision was keener. The man's thoughts were clear..Read word by word. And as he plunged his hand into the liquid hot cauldren, and removed it with the correct key in a blink of an eye, the boy's eyes winced. He could reach the thoughts, but he couldn't trace the movements..Was this some sort of trick? No he would have read that aswell. These eyes didn't miss a trick..The man was just..that fast? It had to have been some unique technique..It's speed was incredible.

"It is called The shadow Hand technique, you will be forcing constant spurts of mass chakra throughout your arms and fingers. This will allow your hands to move faster, it is useless to explain the latter part in that your bloodline skill will allow your eyes to keep up. "

"..Tch." Nameless made his way pass his mentor and to the flaming pot. The boy would crack his fingers and clench his fist a few times to get loose. He had a technique of his own to improve the speed of his reactions, but since this was a specific training, he would avoid using it. This new ability would come in handy when using his sword techniques. And even hand to hand aswell..It had many oppourtunities when you thought about it. And with that mixed with his own techinques and power, the boy would become a speed demon..literally.

The young demon stabbed his hand into the liquid, looking for a specific key. His forearm and hand were already burning just a second into the hot cauldron, but he would ignore the pain. He had felt far worst when it came to such..Emotionally and Physically. He would continue the training for hours on end. His arm getting more and more burned, but nothing a good rest couldn't heal. With the determination of a true Saiyan. Every time he would pull his arm from the liquid, he would hold a key that wasn't his objective. And each time he would get madder and madder. Until finally, he would tap into the ki reserves he kept deep inside to hold his inner demon back. And using these reserves, his movements began to increase each time after the next.

Soon a dark, purplish Ki, emitted from the boy's arm as he continued to increase his pace on the training. Grabbing each key swiftly until he finally grabbed the correct one. The golden key, made a bling off the sun above the two. The boy would look at his bruised and slightly burned hand, while looking towards the key. His objective..His goal. And even though he succeeded in the training lesson, he still felt that he would need to continue the training..He wasn't faster enough..Not faster then..him..

"..Again.." Nameless muttered to himself as he tossed the key back into the cauldron and gave it a solid kick. He would now perform the technique with his other arm. Luckily he was a quick learner..And with the help of his sensei, this technique would be learned in no time. He had already got a good sense of it using his right arm..the less dominant side. With his left, the time to perform the technique would be cut in half completely..And as he continued, more and more of his chakra reserves would leak out of his bein, and the demon would soon attempt to manipulate his movements. His white slit like eyes were already merging with the rest of his body..It would only be a matter of time before he took over, unless Nameless was to force a supression. But to continue this training he would need to use the Ki he had previous had to hold the demon back into his soul and mind..without it..His defenses were down..and his free will would be the only thing holding it back.

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