Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-31966106-20170715173058/@comment-31966106-20170718034946

Listen & Read

Once they found Tiatsu and his father Guren in the ravine. The bloodied man who appeared dead would slowly get on his feet. His Mangekyo sharingan activated. As he stood he wiped the blood from his eyes and looked over at his son’s body. Sharingan could see chakra so if anything was left inside of him it could be seen. There was nothing. All of the chakra points failed. Guren, just like his son wasn’t much of a man of emotion but he immediately fell onto two knees and started to curl up and sob. The PTSD of his wife coming back to haunt him reincarnate in the death of his own son.

“This world is only dark and full of fucking terrors.” His fingers snapped and crunching as he attempted to dig into the solid stone with his bare fingers. Trying to re-direct the pain he felt anywhere but the heart he had forsaken long ago.



[Flash Back] 

At the moment when Tiatsu passed the un-seeable veil of the ravine. His father appeared just below him with his Lightning release chakra armor. Grabbing his son attempting to drag him off course so he wouldn’t skewer himself onto one of the bigger rocks. But even in the end as Guren landed like a ton of bricks and instantly fell unconscious Tiatsu still was impaled in the pain by a loose stone.

[Back to present]

When Kideme felt his neck, a pulse would be nowhere to be found. He was slightly cold to the touch and not moving a single inch. If they moved his body even slightly they’d see the blood unceremoniously leaking down the rock.

The remaining Anbu and Cairi appeared and upon seeing Tiatsu’s current state the eagle mask and boar immediately called for the gazelle mask to attempt and begin healing him. She used the jellyfish healing Jutsu. Then immediately with the help of all the Anbu, lifted him onto a clean. Flat surface and she began to use mystical palm onto his back.

For what was already a grim situation. The darkness of the night finally rolled as the moonlight serenaded the further depression that would stem from such a young life crossing from one land to the next.