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Episode 2 Meeting with the traveling ninja

I had been training very hard and within a few weeks learned almost every jutsu I could with my current amount of chakra (which strangely enough, the old man told me, was extremely high for my age and rank). I had made some friends and a couple enemies., including the large kappa. He would come back 2 times a week with some sort of trick up his sleeve. One time it was a bag of bombs that he threw at me. Another time he dug pitfalls the night before so that every couple of steps he or I would fall in a hole.

I had also met a gang (about 3 or 4) of lesser tengu trying to steal from the old hermit's garden, the leader of which was a snobby, little tengu whose nose was about the size of a humans with a slight bulb to it. I had shown them some flashy jutsus to try to scare them away. Instead it had the opposite effect. They adored me afterwards and the leader wanted me to teach him some moves. I showed him the basics fireball, wind slicer, and elemental thrust (note to self: never try that on a mountain face again). The little tengu took to it like a… well, a tengu to the sky (pardon the pun). Anyways, the young tengu told me his name translates to sheep shear, I gave him the nickname of sheep.

So after these few weeks the hermit told me that he had taught me all I could know, and decided to invite, apparently, all of the yokai on the mountain and a couple of traveler's that were camping at the bottom of the mountain, to a party that night. I had never seen the table in the hermit's house so full of food. Even the kappa were there, and surprisingly light hearted. The large kappa ,Bloodshell as he was called, even brought a karaoke machine, though, I have no idea where he found it. We had a good time at the party, but I had suddenly remembered what I had been searching for when one of the other kappa sang a song about demons (which truthfully sounded like yelling into an empty coffee can).

I waited untill the party died down and asked the old man, "Is there a jutsu known as the," I then whispered "the bamboo dragon jutsu?" I half expected the man to fall off that stick of his finally. But instead he laughed, and then told me "there is no such jutsu. He laughed again, and I felt like I was about to explode with anger. I simply bowed, thanked the man for all the training, packed my things, told everyone bye, and left out the front door. I remember thinking that I saw the old man glide off of his stick onto the ground. It was raining when I had left and the trail had been very slick and muddy, but I did not care at the time, I was so mad that I had lost a few weeks to help my sensei.

I ran down the path but suddenly slipped off a sharp turn on the trail. I hit, I believe, every single rock on the way down. I then remember blacking out, after the 20th or so bump, and having a dream where everything was dark and gloomy. It was so cold that it felt as though that I couldn't move a single muscle, it felt as though there wasn't any reason to fight or remember anything. I then saw many oni and evil looking yokai. I was jabbed relentlessly by sharp appendages, rusty katanas, and smacked around by kanabo wielding oni. Then, suddenly, there was a bright light coming from the midst of the darkness, it seemed so bright that I had to shield my eyes. Then it became brighter and brighter, I began to get warmer and warmer, I did not feel lonely anymore. It felt as though I had a reason to fight again. I could remember everything that had happened. All of the oni and evil yokai were evaporated before my eyes in a blinding flash.

I opened my eyes after the bright flash and saw a long bamboo dragon. It opened its mouth and made a soft growl at me. I reached out to touch it, when suddenly a sword came from no where and sliced the dragon right down the middle. The light had been extinguished. I looked towards the assailant, and saw another demon, a large samurai with hitodama floating around it. It held its sword pointed towards my chest. The sword seemed long enough and big enough to actually cut the moon.

I began to back away as all of the cold began to engulf me once again. I stumbled over a rock and could not move again. I sat and watched as the samurai reared back and then stabbed me through the chest. I cringed in pain as the sword went through my torso. I then blacked out from pain as he twisted the blade ripping my innards from my stomach as he pulled the sword out.

I awoke sweating profusely as I felt around on my body for the hole. The pain had felt so real. Luckily there was not a single hole to be found on my torso. I then noticed my surroundings had changed. I was in a small shack, my shirt, coat, and goggles hanging above the bed I had been sleeping on. I decided to put them on. I was amazed that I hadn't received a single scar from all of that tumbling down the mountain. I could hear a river flowing nearby. I began to get out of the bed and slip my sandals on, when I noticed a large scroll about 2 feet in diameter rolled out partially on the ground with names in alphabetical order that I had never heard of before. I decided not to read any more past the B section, and take a step outside. The fresh air smelled sweet to my dust filled nostrils, and then sneezed. I looked around and found the river not too far from the shack I had been in. I then saw a man, dressed in black with white trim and wearing a green scarf (odd because it was spring at the time), fishing in the river. Without even giving me the slightest sign of recognition the man said, "back from yami, are we?" I looked around for someone else but no one was there. "me, sir?" I asked him feeling a little awkward. "yes, you. You know I was a little worried about you. you've been out for three days." I then decided to ask the man who he was. He replied, "I'm just a traveling ninja. I've been moving from place to place looking for a place to crash for a while. That is when I crashed into you, literally." I then asked "have you heard of the bamboo dragon jutsu? I saw the hermit on the mountain who said he knows every jutsu under the sun." he laughed and replied "that old coot doesn't know half the stuff I know, and of course I have, why?" I replied "I would like to learn it, if you don't mind."

He then turned his head and said with a smile, "of course it is no problem, but first let me teach you about combination jutsu."

End of chapter 2

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