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Shanagi95: Hello! The answer to your question is absolutely not! What you're describing is completely impossible. How the heart works is that it's a mass of muscles. When it pumps the muscle contract, sending oxygenated blood into the body and de-oxygenated blood back to the lungs. Something made of wood would never have the flexibility required to do that, period. Also, it isn't a disease. It's a condition, yes, but a disease implies that is progressing or is something that was passed to her from someone or something else, which it is not.
IIat – 2: I'm not sure why he would do that?
Hachi Hashi: I'm excited for this too! I haven't seen any others where someone, even an ex-soldier, brings in guns. Which I can kind of understand, Kishimoto himself said he would never put guns into the Naruto world and a lot of authors seem to follow his designs. Thank you for talking to me!
Vaughn Tyler: Thank you!
helrio uzugaku: Thank you, I had fun putting those in!
Sabie0521: I think that showing a bunch of trained killers a new way to do their job without getting close would be a mistake, personally, as we can all see how it turned out here.
Toroised: Okay, you've given me a lot to respond to so I guess I'll start with a thank you for all of the words! And that I'm glad you that the missions were fun.
They weren't really failed missions though, the kids did exactly what they were told to do. They just went about it in ways that fucked people over and got banned from taking any missions like that again. No more baby-sitting, house painting, or cat catching, because while they did do what the mission entailed they took things literally to the point that a failure would have been better.
The C-rank wasn't supposed to be a reward, it was meant to be a learning experience that would hopefully get the kids to understand why they start with D-ranks and make them more responsible. They've never failed a mission, they were all technically complete, so no, they aren't 'entitle' to get the mission that they did but it was the only one that they could still get, which, as ninja, they needed to to get their paycheck.
As for the Hokage and Kakashi, have you ever noticed that they never tell anyone anything outright? It's always this 'underneath the underneath' crap that, for some reason, the fools think that idiot children will figure out on their own.
Now for the guns. Have you ever heard a gun go off? Even on TV? I'm assuming that you have. That BANG that you hear isn't the powder exploding.
That is the sound barrier shattering.
Even ninja don't go that fast. If they did there would be sonic booms going off all over the place in the show, which, you may note, there are not. So a bullet, going roughly 768 miles per house, will indeed be faster than a ninja, who, without creating the sonic boom I mentioned, cannot be going any more that 750 some odd miles per hours (The exception being, as I mentioned before, the Raikage).
This isn't X-men Origins so I doubt that even if a ninja could move that fast they would be able to deflect the bullet. With the amount of energy that that thing has going behind it it would more than likely knock the kunai right out of the poor fuckers hand. Of course Sir Hochheim's Law of Violent Impact, the 7th Rule states that, "No one can guarantee what a punch, a kick, a stab or a gunshot will do to you." So some might be able to block it, if they find themselves moving supersonic and having the muscles in the arm to withstand force that can piece through plate armor, or if they have some huge thing that can be a shield (like Zabuza or Kisame's swords, for example), but for the most part, who is going to know that that weird hunk of metal is going to send out a projectile the size of your nail at almost 800 mph? It really just looks like some kind of fucked up boomerang, so more than likely it is assumed that that thing would be what is being thrown.
You did bring up the reloads and such, is which good because that is also a major thing. Most guns, like the one she's carrying in the story, only hold between six and twelve shots at a time. Hers right now is a pistol, meaning it's a manual shot. She has to cock back the trigger each time, which takes a few seconds, enough time for some speedy ninja to try and take her head off once they figure out 'hey, that thing is pointing death at me!'.
The maximum range would be roughly 1900 yards, with the maximum range of actually being an effective shot dropping away at about fifty yards.
Ambushes are totally possible, just harder. She's not a super sensor, like Karin or Minato or Hashirama. Just a sensor. Long rang or earth based attacks will pretty much fuck her over if she doesn't shoot the caster before they're done. Genjutsu defense is pretty much she'll notice it soon enough but she's not immune to it or anything like that. It affects her about the same as it does anyone else.
Does that answer your questions?
Naruto wouldn't stop talking. Normal, for him, but right then I had other things on my mind. Unfortunately, what he was talking about was part of what I was thinking of.
Most of my mind was on pushing my senses out as far as I could 'which, in case you were wondering, is about half a mile if I really, really stretch it (And feel like dealing with the kind of headaches bright lights cause concussion victims). If I'm not trying it's just a few yards around, maybe six. Way shorter than the human line of sights, which stops at about 2.6 miles thanks to the curvature of the earth.
So, with a head ache pounding I listened to my little blond friend keep asking questions. I answered a few of them ("What's is called?" I don't know. "How did you think of it?" I screamed up a water pipe and had an idea. "How did you make it?" with a blood, sweat and tears. "Can try it?" over my dead body. "How does it work?" magic.)
Kakashi was listening the entire time, I was sure, as was Sasuke. I didn't need to be asked questions from them, Naruto was asking all of them.
I was in the middle of explain for the third time that no, I would not let Naruto hold it because he would probably shoot his damn eye out when there was a blip on the radar.
My steps faltered and my hand fell over my weapon. That was too big to be a civilian, and way too small to be Zabuza. So that meant it was likely Haku, stalking us.
I would like to make sure that it is understood that chakra sensing is not an all powerful art. It's not like the Hyuuga's eyes, that see through walls, or the Sharingan that could see the chakra itself in all living things.
It is like any other sense.
It can be fooled.
It wasn't an easy thing to do, but if you have the training for it and the control you could push your chakra signature down to the size of an insects. It wouldn't change how it feels, Kakashi's could be pushed into a mouse sized pocket and I would still know him anywhere.
So, if I don't know you, and you can compress your chakra, there's a good chance that I will have no idea who you are.
This was proven when, not five minutes after the snow-on-your-cheeks appeared, I was blown out of my brain with a sudden wave.
It was a riptide, dark, threatening, hidden until it ripped your feet right out from under you and dragged you into the depths of oblivion. It was malicious, horrible, crushing.
I was drowning in it.
A hand smashed into my back, sending me flying to the ground and knocking the air out of me and the sense back in.
"Asuka!" Kakashi barked, no longer the Static Man, no longer a lazy pervert. Commanding. In charge.
I got to my knees, snapping my gun out. My hands had started shaking again. "Right."
I stood from there, sucking my senses back in. It only helped a little. Zabuza was going to strangle us with his killing intent.
I had the sense enough to back up in front of Tazuna, pistol pointed at the ground. On either side I felt Naruto and Sasuke, both of their signatures fluctuating with their own fear. I cocked the hammer, looking up at the figure standing on the hilt of a butcher's knife longer than I was tall.
Given I was barely five feet tall, it was an impressive feat.
A laugh echoed through my soul, chilling me to the core. Intimidation tactics were widely used, they were common, they were recognizable.
I was a twelve year old.
I was scared out of my mind. I could barely hear Kakashi talking, explaining who we were facing. The fear was choking.
The end of my barrel was starting to look very appealing.
And all at once it stopped.
The mist vanished, the hand around my throat was revealed to be my own mind and sparks of static rolled across my skin, flicking in my heart and reminding me that I was not alone.
Kakashi was there. He was strong. He would win.
I took a deep breath. My hands stopped shaking.
My heart did not slow down. It was beating violently against my ribs, a threat I could not currently afford. Fight or Flight was soaring high, dangerously so. It was worse than when I took my test. I was no longer afraid but my body recognized a threat and it wanted me to do what I had always done.
Run.
I couldn't though, I couldn't afford to. I had fought to stay by my boys, I was not going to lose this one and be the weakest link.
I refused.
The choice was stolen from me when Zabuza's chakra split, appearing behind me. Killing intent slammed down on my shoulders.
I couldn't even turn before the world dropped to black.
The weakest link in a chain is the strongest because it can break it. - Stanislaw Jerzy Lec
