Terekineshisu Shinobi
Chapter I
Birth
'Falling.'
Green eyes open, to view the shadows that surrounded them, then close again, as pain invades his consciousness.
'I'm... Falling?'
He wonders, as shadows continue to envelope his already overwhelmed body. He notes that there is no floor to stop his fall.
'Where am I?'
He opens his eye reluctantly, but saw light instead of darkness, the lights rushing towards the ground, in a dreamlike way?
'Am I in my mind?'
Slowly turning his head, the green-eyed teen, and quickly notices his oceanic tomb.
'But... If I'm in my mind, why am I alone...'
The black haired boy quickly recuperated from his fall, wondering why he felt pain, if he was in his mind. A shudder reaches him, as he steps out of the warm water, and onto a cold desert. The teen turns to observe the water, only to find it to be a river of blood. Bile reaches forward, but he ruthlessly squashed his desire to puke when he saw the sight. He turned to look at the desert, but then took a step back. The man, with a massive sword in the ground next to him, knelt. He stood from his position, and turned to look at the black-haired teen. The boy stepped back another clothes were torn, but not to the extent of which they weren't reusable.
Suddenly, the man pulled his sword from the ground, and charged at the teen. His eyes widened, and before the sword hit him, he jumped back, and when he saw the man getting his sword out, he lunged at his opponent. However, the man's fist flew towards the boy's chest, and the boy flew towards the mountain nearby. He successfully landed in a skid, his legs straining not to fall over from the force of the landing. His chest felt extremely sore, even soft.
The man flew towards the teen, and he gritted his teeth, preparing himself to dodge. However, the man got thrown into the mountain, by an unknown force, his body making a massive hole in the mountain. The boy, looked around, but before he could see his saviour, a hole right where he stood formed, and he fell into darkness again...
The raven haired teen, righted himself in the air, not even knowing how he did it, but then he saw something else, as the faraway chamber came to his feet, just as his feet, were going to go pass, the floor. The structure was glowing, with an divine-like glow, to it. It seemed like a coliseum, as he quickly analysed the structure.
The sand on the floor, was yellow, but white at the same time, with the coliseum's whiteness, nearly blinding the boy. A number of pillars suddenly erected themselves in front of him, all having an item on it. But before he could get a look, however...
"Welcome..." A ethereal voice intoned, coming from everywhere, and nowhere at the same time... The teen jumped away from the pillars, in case of another attack. "Do not worry, nothing will attack you in this sanctuary... I am here to help you." The voice came again, and the boy's emerald eyes darted around the coliseum, finding nothing. "Now, let's take a look at you..."
The teen was strange, really, his black hair, was messy, and his green eyes, were simply filled to the brink with power, and the voice had no doubt, that if he glared at someone, they would immediately cower at the sight. His outfit was a torn red t-shirt, and dark blue trousers, accompanied the t-shirt. "Hmm... That won't do..." An invisible hand snapped it's fingers, and in a violet and red light, his clothes took a change...
A skin-tight red t-shirt took place of his old torn one, with fingerless gloves over his fists. His dark blue baggy trousers, were replaced by black jeans, with knee pads. The teen absently noted that he had a sort of light armour under his t-shirt, and he felt as if, he could, move much faster then he should. Also, black trainers replaced his old decrepit ones. "Much better, young one..." The voice stated, as if talking about the weather.
"But... Let's see your fighting prowess." The voice then intoned, and the teenager felt alarmed by this. Suddenly, the earth shook, and the boy struggled to stay afoot, even with more gripping shoes. A being then jumped out of the ground, and sprung towards the boy, with his massive sword swinging down on him, with a roar.
He managed to roll out of the way, but suddenly the being raised his hand, and a massive ravine opened right on the boy. However, the boy jumped to side, but the being charged at speeds, that broke the air around him. The teen widened his eyes, just as he rolled out of the way of the massive sword, and lashed out with a kick to the knee. The being stumbled, and roared, "I will not lose to a human!" The man-like being punched the boy in the chest, with the teen flying towards one of the pillars.
He quickly noticed a large trench knife like sword, and took it on instinct, noticing that it felt light despite the fact it was four foot tall. (Zangetsu)
"So, the human has a weapon..." intoned the man, "But, this is not enough to beat me!"
The man lunged at the teen, swinging at the human. The teen acted on instinct, jumping out of the way, and swung at the man's unguarded side, causing a massive gash. However, the man's leg lashed out, kicking him in the stomach, and the teen flew, not managing to land on his feet. His back hit the wall, and the teen, groaned in pain.
"So, human still think you can beat me?!" roared the being, leaning on his sword.
The teen rose to his feet, and stated, "Yes..."
This apparently angered the being, and he lunged at the insolent teen. However, the boy was clever. He knew that he was prideful, and would charge at him, so he parried the sword, with his own, and kicked the man's wounded side. He roared in pain, and swung blindly at the teen, causing massive tremors in the earth, however the boy managed to jump at the right time, causing a massive boost, to his jump. He landed behind the being, and stabbed him in the back. The man widened his eyes, and fell forward, dead.
The boy also fell over from exhaustion, and cradled his broken chest. "Good. You have good reflexes, and are intelligent to use a weapon."
"Can you tell me what the hell is this?" questioned the teen, from the ground.
"This is your mind. This is your time of passing the test to find out your powers." explained the voice, the ethereal voice seemingly having to do this a lot. "You wand-wizards are naive. Have you ever wondered about the other worlds?"
"I have. I look at the sky, and I really want to see more of the world. Not outer space... Other worlds. Ones with new creatures..." The boy replied, not really knowing why he was explaining this to a voice of all people.
'This probably why you wanted me to test him old man...' wondered the voice, before saying, "Good. Now that you have a weapon, now try and do movements."
The boy shrugged, and stood up, ignoring his pain riddled chest. He started to run around the stadium, jumping off the rocks, landing in a roll. The teen continued this for a few minutes, and then stopped.
"Good. I see that you have good reflexes, speed is one of your forte, with stamina a close second. But, let's see your strength." The voice ordered, and added, "Though, I am surprised by your obedience."
"Well, you do these tests for a reason." deadpanned the boy, as a punching bag suddenly appeared, seemingly hanging on nothing. The teen started to punch it, barely moving it, getting rapidly annoyed. He then started to kick it, sending it flying. When it came back at him, the boy lashed out, and punched it. The punching bag, flew even farther, and the teen quickly did the same thing: kick, punch. Knee, punch. Headbutt it. The cycle then continued from there, with every time the raven haired teen did it, he felt satisfaction rise from his veins.
"Hmm... It seems you have a crude fighting style already formed..." The voice finally said, after observing the green-eyed teenager, doing his rather crude fighting style. 'I think, that I know why you seemed fascinated with the kid... If what I suspect is true.' The ethereal voice added in his thoughts.
"What is there to do, now...?" The boy asked, still cradling his chest. He held his sword in one hand, and seemed to use his other one, to rub his chest.
"There is to find out about, your powers..." The voice intoned, wondering, what to do, to test his powers.
"Powers? Don't I have my magic?" The teen questioned, absently swinging his new sword.
"Naive wand-users..." The ethereal voice stated, before explaining, "Your magic, is only an energy to use. It is basically, your balance, between spiritual energies, and physical energies."
"That doesn't explain a thing."
"It should." offered the voice, before adding, "Your powers are separated from your magical energy. They don't exhaust your body like your magic, but even if it does, it is only under unique stress... Like destroying a mountain."
"Destroying a mountain?" demanded the emerald-eyed teen, wide eyed.
"Yes, There are powers that destroy mountains." The voice replied vaguely, before adding, "But, sometimes, powers may simply be minor. Like for example, doing the cleaning with only a snap of the fingers. But..."
"But, what?"
"But," The voice continued, "That depends if you can survive an encounter with the demons that you have fought. Most of the time, I have to revive them after merely the first encounter. To be honest the fact that you defeated the demon just before, is extremely rare."
"But, I barely survived the first encounter..." muttered the boy.
"So? Surviving, is surviving."
"Okay, can we discover what my power is, now? I think I have waited enough." The boy said.
"Okay..." The ethereal voice said, before adding, "Harry."
Before, Harry could react, a dark portal opened up under his feet, and he fell into the ground below...
As he opened his eyes, the boy quickly recognised, that the voice had given him a name... 'Harry... It fits.'
He slowly looked around to find himself no longer in cloudless dreamlike state, and in the real world. He was currently in a plain, filled with weird herbs that he couldn't for the life of him recognise. 'Then again... The only memories, I have are of the dream world...' Strangely, Harry felt as if, he should have been terrified at the state of having amnesia, but instead felt calm.
Harry absently fingered the hilt of Zangetsu... 'Wait, how do I know that?' He wondered, but decided to stick with it. It felt natural to call it that...
'But, let's stop with these thoughts, and get going.' He decided, and stood up. Suddenly, as he stood up, a arrow whizzed by his head. Harry quickly pulled Zangetsu out of it's invisible sheath, and quickly darted his eyes, noticing, a black blur fly at him. He decided to side step it, because who knew where he was? Their weapons could be way more dangerous then swords.
Suddenly, a blade flew at his head, and he deflected it with his sword. That proved to be fatal, as a fist flew at his gut from his assailant, who probably was the black blur from before. He snarled, and kicked at the black blur, sending it flying, quickly seeing, a teen his age, give or take, flying towards a tree. However, a flurry of the blades flew at him... And he knew that he couldn't block them...
'How am I going to stop it...' Suddenly, he got an idea...
'DESTROY!' Harry screamed in his mind, as the blades instantly stopped with a green glow, and suddenly exploded, causing smoke to appear. He quickly saw an opportunity, to try and stop his assailant.
Harry lunged forward, with his blade, as he swung onto the young girl. However, a even bigger sword, struck his own from underneath, causing Harry to fly, but he managed to land on his feet in a skid, and quickly saw his attackers. A tall and noticeably muscular man with pale skin, short spiky black hair, brown eyes, and small eyebrows, stood over the small teen, in a protective fashion. The girl had long black hair, pale skin and large, dark-brown eyes, a slender frame, and was also quite short for her age, (if she was his own).
"What are you doing?" asked the man at him.
"I fell asleep, and when I woke up, your friend attacked me." Harry responded, deciding to leave out his dream world in his answer.
"Haku! What did I tell you about killing everything you see? It may be an ally!" exclaimed suddenly the man, and his apprentice (he assumed) merely nodded.
"So... Are you a Kirigakure Shinobi?" asked the man.
"Erm... What is a Shinobi?"
The man raised a non existent eyebrow, at either his stupidity, or the fact that he didn't know what a Shinobi was. Harry hoped that it was the latter.
"Er..." Haku interrupted, "Shouldn't we introduce ourselves...?"
When Harry nor Haku spoke, the man sighed. "My name is Zabuza. The Demon of the Mist."
"Okay... My name is Harry." Harry introduced, as he picked up his sword, when he dropped it after the fight with Zabuza and Haku.
"My name is Haku." Haku said, before continuing, "So, Hari where are you from?"
The raven haired teen noticed that Zabuza also seemed to inquire about it, but silently.
"I live in a land far away..." Harry said, vaguely.
"Was your home destroyed?" Zabuza asked bluntly.
Harry did not react visibly. "Yes. It was, I suppose."
"Wait, 'suppose'?" asked Haku. Harry mentally cursed. He quickly weighed his options... Telling his new companions about his amnesia would solve a lot of problems...
"Basically, I have amnesia." Harry revealed, his frown visible, and his discomfort was obvious.
"Well, you did seem to wield your sword well." Zabuza remarked.
"I had with me, when I woke up, after finding myself amnesiac." Harry said, as he fingered his sword.
"Do you want to join us?" Haku said, jumping to what Zabuza wanted to ask.
"Haku!"
"Yes, I will... But, Zabuza can you teach me wield a sword?" Harry asked.
"Sure... I will teach you as well, as Haku..."
Seeing Haku shiver in fear of Zabuza sounded discomforting, but the benefits would outweigh the defaults... Wouldn't it?
"AH!" Harry screamed as he and Haku dodged Zabuza's kunai. Harry seemed to be the worst off, as he had taken a few kunai for Haku, when she had been blind-sided. They were in a clearing, far away from where Haku, and Zabuza had found him. It was apparently the first part of training - running across miles and miles without stopping - and Harry was tired.
"Good work, Hari! But, stop taking kunai for Haku!" Zabuza barked out.
"Yes, sir!" responded Harry, as he instinctively went for his sword, only to remember that his and Haku's weapons had been taken away by Zabuza.
"Haku, good work, as well! You have gotten better reflexes!"
"Thank you, sir!"
It seemed as if Haku, had the same respect for Zabuza as he - Zabuza was their leader.
After more hours of dodging, we finally stopped. Harry had to take out kunai for his legs, and chest, only to find Haku with green palms over his wounds, when he took out the kunai.
"What are you doing, Haku?" Harry asked, curious about the green palms.
"I am healing you... I have healed myself before hand, so I thought I would heal you." She replied, just as Harry began noticing that the green palms were healing him.
"Good teamwork, by the way." Zabuza said, as he walked over to them. "You both work together well, because, Hari has more bulk, can take a bunch of hits without stopping and is a swordsman but Haku, in exchange is faster, more flexible and a healer. So basically Hari is the fighter, and Haku is the support."
"What about you?" Harry asked, as Haku finished healing his wounds.
"I am going to sit back and take on anybody who is too much of a match for you." replied Zabuza.
"I'm fine with that. But, can I learn some those Ninjutsu you were talking about?"
"I was going to go about that. But, before, we need to learn your affinity." Zabuza said, and when he saw Harry's questioning look, he continued, "A affinity is an element of nature that you can learn. I can use Water, Haku can use Water and Wind, to create a sub-element: Ice. There are five elements in total, Fire, Lightning, Water, Earth, and Wind. There are also sub-elements: Ice, Dust..."
"Okay. So, basically Haku is even more of our support girl, because of her ice element."
"Why is that, Hari?" asked Haku.
"Because with Ice, you can make the ground suddenly slippery, or at worst if me and Zabuza need it, you can create a sort of indestructible dome, so we can take out our opponent." Harry answered, and saw Zabuza nod.
"It is true," Zabuza acquiesced, "But, until we find out your element, you are our fighter, Hari."
Harry nodded his assent. It was true.
"But... Before even finding out about your affinity, I have to train you two until affinities become secondary behind your skills at Shinobi Arts."
Harry and Haku groaned... It was going to be long and hard, but Harry decided to become the best...
A new world, a new goal... What is in store for Harry next? Find out in Terekineshisu Shinobi!