My time at the hospital left me with nothing else but to reflect on the situation. The more I looked at it the more it confirmed that i would actually have to make it to genin. If I didn't chances are I would most likely be snatched up by Danzo. I may be safe for the time being but I wouldn't be able to rely on surprise and the Hokages protection to help me every time. I would have to stop half-assing my progress and make genuine attempts at graduating to genin.
I also have to figure out what that strange form was. It tickled something in my memory but i wasn't completely sure what. Inoichi's words told me that he simply thought that my armored appearance was simply the result of my imagination and stress. Stress that i would soon have to work out with a therapist, but back to the point I remembered my hand glowing after i changed back to a human. Casting a suspicious glance around I tried to get the mark to appear again. It surprisingly worked on the first time as there lighting up in my palm was a strange seal. It was circle that had a six lines converging in the middle, between each line was an odd symbol that i could not recognize. The Circle itself was actually two lines and also had symbols in between them. The seal emanated that familiar warmth that allowed me to change. It also finally clicked as to why it seemed familiar. It was the mark of a blassreiter. This shouldn't even exist after all while my memories may be fading I firmly remember that his power was completely artificial. So how did I acquire it? Deciding it to risky to expose I stopped channeling the feeling and let my mark fade. Now that i had a good estimate as to what it was I guess should be thankful. From what I could scrape together this would enhance my physical and mental capabilities and let me wield an energy whip as well as then solidify into a weapon. The demoniac form has also shown itself impervious shuriken and kunai. In fact the gave me an extreme edge over most people in this world. Although I would have to try and manage some control and see if i could manifest the energies outside of the transformation. With that set I allowed myself to relax and sleep the rest of the day away.
When I returned to school the next day I was greeted with stares. I was rather surprised and wondered how fast word had spread of my kidnapping. I did not miss the hungry stares some of the gossipers shot me and made sure to have an extra cold expression on my face. At lunch is when they finally tried to approach me for the situation. Some random girls came and sat down next to me while I tried to enjoy my lunch under a tree. At first they said nothing to me simply conversing among themselves. It was pointless talk that I paid little attention too. Then their topic switched to the kidnapping. It was obvious and poorly executed but a good attempt considering our age. When their questions inevitably came to me I answered with
"I don't know who took me, but we didn't get far before I was saved by some ninjas. Then I blacked out and woke up in the hospital with one of the shinobi telling me not to worry about it." They looked disappointed and tried to get more details with me but I simply kept my smile and said. "Sorry I don't really remember anything." Eventually they lost their interest and left me alone.
Of course there were those who were jealous of the attention I got from the incident. Soon enough there were rumors of me having faked it for the attention and other ridiculous reasons that aren't worth repeating. Eventually the ring leader of the rumours came to confront me one day during lunch.
"Hey baka" I promptly ignored him, Which was the wrong move as it only made him more persistent. "Hey don't ignore me I'm talking to you." when i continued to ignore him he reached out and grabbed my shoulder. "You know its not nice to ignore someone when they're talking you."
I finally gave in and replied "Apologies but I have found that it is more amusing to let a dog continue barking."
"Who are you calling a dog horse tail." that actually prompted me to turn around and raise an eyebrow at the guy, and it was a guy as his voice told me so. It also gave me a chance to identify him as the sole uchiha in the class with two friends flanking his sides. All were sporting smirks.
"Horse tail? How creative" Was my dry and uninterested response. I also kept my face expressionless and let some of my bangs down to cover one of my eyes. The effect was that it gave me a very cold and enigmatic look so long as I kept my face still. Something easily accomplished with the aid of not being very sociable. "You truly show your place as the top of our class with your outstanding wit" I continued on sarcastically.
They were not pleased with my tone and the boy, Regi was his name I think never was good at remembering names, took a step forward to try and seem threatening but did not work as I was taller than him. "Oh yeah well atleast i don't fake a kidnapping for attention" was his heated reply.
"Right you just have a confrontation with the person who has a lot of attention on them during the middle of lunch for said attention, how brave" My response was as dry and sarcastic as the first. He finally lost his temper and lunged at me. Unfortunately it did have the effect of taking me back to the kidnapping when the anbu attacked me. As a result I froze and was rewarded with a bloody nose. The pain snapped me out of the memory and I furious leapt back up at him with my own punch. He dodged it and then shoved me back to the floor. 'What's happening this was so easy the other day' and like some deus ex machinae I felt the thrum of power course through the mark but i clamped down on it before it could over take me. Afterall I just wanted to punch him not kill. This time I actually connected but he pulled me down with him and it soon became a tangle of scratching and hair pulling.
We were then pried apart by the teachers and given detention for fighting in class. That was not important though because that day I gained a rival however short lived. For in a couple years the Uchiha clan would be slaughtered and an avenger would be born. These thoughts never crossed my mind as I stared furiously at the Uchiha brat.
I soon decided that i would no longer hide my potential and worked to gain the role of number one our class. It was not hard and when the next year started I quickly arose ranks and was soon at the top of our class. However by this time our class had been reduced by another couple students. it also marked the beginning of two very important lessons for me, one that I was not very girly, two chakra is a hard thing to channel. As a result of my cold demeanor and close to zero facial expressions i could not pass as a traditional beauty in the kunoichi classes we had to take. Next is that i was one of the last to actually feel my chakra due to only being able to go on "look inside of yourself and try to grasp a warmth when you feel it" several times I almost transformed into a demoniac.
It was also during this year that my therapy sessions occurred. Needless to say they did not go over well. Don't get me wrong they helped immensely so, but let me tell you now that ninja therapist are a scary breed. Almost all of them are retired jonin and I suspect that most are also retired Anbu. They even have the room sealed shut and another seal that glues you to the seat. Afterwards they would force you talk about your problems. It was horrible and great at the same time, and after several sessions I soon found myself going to bed easier than i had in years. Turns out I had a lot of built up angst in me what with the whole dying, reborn, and experiencing death and destruction in such a short time.
Other than the scary therapy sessions i also worked to improve my control over my demoniac form because as evidenced from the chakra exercise it is extremely easy to get the two confused. So one day I went to one of the less popular training grounds and transformed completely. Walking over to a nearby river i looked at my full reflection. My head was extremely narrow almost like a birds head. Actually now that i think about it i look alot like the Black Knight of of White Knight Chronicles except with a more purple and blue color scheme than black and orange. I tried to test my self in this form and found that my strength, speed, and durability was greatly enhanced, so much so that it was overwhelming and I often found myself overexerting. Deciding to gain at least some control over myself before I even try to mess with the energy constructs I should be able to generate I spent my whole evening going over some basic movements. Soon enough it was somewhat manageable and i was no longer running into trees accidently or breaking them in half when i punched. However I did learn that I had a limit in this form. I changed back after an hour of practice without my permission and I was left drained. I barely made it back to my building and once I did I ate a quick dinner and passed out on my bed. Only to repeat the next couple of days this way and soon enough I improved and was now able to distinctly separate my Chakra from my seal. I was soon able to last longer in the demoniac state and was not as tired when it deactivated on its own. As for my energy whips they came almost naturally to me and took very little effort to generate, but as with most things about this form the key problem was control. The whips often had a life of their own and i was unable to guide them properly. With enough practice though they became manageable like my enhanced attributes. Soon enough i was able to move on to creating my own weapon. They turned out to be two energy tonfas.
While all of my secret training was occurring I also made good on my promise to knock the Uchiha off his throne. Soon enough we were competing to be top dog. Each of us gaining perfect scores in the academic portion but I soon eclipsed him in the fitness tests with my demoniac speed and strenght. It also served as a good way to master using them without using the full transformation. He in turn though picked up Chakra theory and use quicker than I did and was more skilled in Taijutsu than me. All which we started on this school year. We were neck in neck and neither of us refused to back down. Eventually though i gained the spot as soon enough the massacre happened.
On that day when came to class I noticed that the brat was missing but I merely assumed that something mundane had happened to him. Thoughts of the massacre were whispered in the back of my mind and when the instructor walked back in he told us what had happened and there would be a mass funeral for the Uchiha clan in two days my fears were confirmed. I berated myself for forgetting something so important. I attended the funeral but said nothing simply stood there in silence. With the Uchiha gone so was my motivation to be the best of the class. Many other students dropped the class as well. In fact so many left the academy that soon it was just one class. It was here that I got my first glance at the future team guy,
Still I let my studies and ranking drop, back down to the middle. I wasn't overly sad at the brats death but my main point to rising to the top was knocking him of his high horse. With him gone I stopped making visible effort and simply continued on as an average student. I continued on through my next couple of years without incident. I also improved my control over both my human and demoniac forms. I resolved to get a pair of tonfas in order to better familiarize myself with using them, but i found that i wasn't just restricted to creating tonfas and whips I could actually create any weapon I wanted with the proper focus. The tonfas were just the most instinctual and therefore easiest to make. I soon refined my control enough that I was able to fire bolts of energy like Xargin was. Unfortunately this was all done in my demoniac form. Now I needed to learn how to fully tap into that potential when in human form. That was immensely more difficult to do but i continued on nonetheless. However I did learn something from my secret training and that was that my physical abilities grew exponentially from my human forms capabilities. Ergo the stronger and faster I was in human form those were in turn multiplied as a demoniac.
So when I learned that lesson I concentrated on becoming fit as possible without using chakra or my transformations enhancement. This was also due to the fact that jutsu was nearly impossible for me. Yep that's right I sort of had the same problem as Rock Lee, and i mean that in only the fact that we couldn't use jutsu's effectively. While Lee's problem was a result of his deformed coils mine was a result of constantly channeling my chakra to enhance my bodies development to the point that it was near impossible use it. It was why it took me so long to find my chakra and why I had sharper senses, was faster, stronger, and smarter. As a result I had to actively focus for a while to use any jutsu no matter how simple.
So I resolved to become a taijutsu specialist like Lee and only practised my chakra enough to effectively use the three academy jutsus. I also then worked to stop sending my chakra to enhance my self. It took a month and two weeks but I eventually managed it so that I could train with negligible chakra enhancement to my body. During this time I went through the standard academy taijutsu Katas or simply spent it training my body. I also resolved to create a style based on a few animes that I now barely remembered. It involved a lot of dodging and knife hand strikes. The idea was that with enough practice, strength, and speed I would be able to use my hands like daggers. The catch however was that I wanted to be able to do it with my own strength, not using my demoniac strength as a shortcut.
Training became my life. It was all I did as I still had no connections. Well beyond the rivalry with that brat that is. With him dead I was once again painfully closed off from my peers, and I made no effort to change that. There were a brave few that tried to approach me but soon quit after I showed absolutely no interest in anything they said.
Eventually though graduation came and in we went to become genin. Some of us left with headbands others left in shame. I of course passed and we were told to come back in five days. Soon my real trials would begin.