Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-26068742-20170712063201/@comment-26068742-20170712154245

It would’ve now been a full two years since the events that happened within the Bamboo village. Since then Zaiko, and his loving sister Masami had been living within Kumogakure Zaiko himself had went into HQ asking for secret passage within the lands. Due to the gold the villagers gave Zaiko he and his friends could live peacefully within Kumo, but right now it wasn’t about Masami nor Taiki it was about Zaiko. At this moment of time Zaiko had been traveling on his own for a few weeks. After his encounter with Taiki it started to make Zaiko think about his plans and how he was going  to own up for what he did to Moeru.

 

The Odyssey of the troubled Prince continued on, but within the route back to Kumogakure Zaiko decided to take a break. Finding a nice area to train he already was proficient in his Gentle fist but he decided on working on his Eight Trigrams 32 palms. Soon activating his Byakugan he started his session training countless hours within the forest. It seemed as if he was getting better with each try with the dummy he set up Zaiko’s fingers soon began to engrave in the very core of the wooden figure.

As more hours passed the sound of whispers caught Zaikio’s attention and within seconds hundreds of shurikens had been thrown in his direction. Thanks to his Byakugan that gives the user a near 360º diameter field of vision, so when each blade came in his view he instantly used Rotation. “What the hell?” Zaiko shouted out as he darted through the woods, Zaiko walked through the woods, his head low... the sun was just now coming up... it gave off the errie color of yellow as it shadowed over his face. His eyes dead locked and focused on the wilderness ahead of him. " When Demons... fight each other... do you know what happens..."



Zaiko heard a voice he’d never heard before say in the area"...When Demons fight each other... death is the only thing that comes out of it Zaiko. Remember my words... It's killed or be killed..And after what you did to my brother I wont hold back to kill you." Zaiko opened his eyes As he continued his march forward. Shirtless, wearing white Gi pants and no shoes. His dark hair hung over his eyes as the rain drenched him completely. "...." His eyes bright golden eyes focused out on the field ahead of him. "...I know your out there...show yourself."



Zaiko said under his breathe. " I can feel your eyes on me... right now.." Zaiko turned his head to the right, then the left. His Nostrils flared as he sniffed at the air. " COme Zaiko wake up You were raised in a village you know how to hunt and track just as well as he does.. Use your senses. Use your head. Think, and listen to the wind. Smell the air. Watch the animals... never let your guard down. The man eyes allow him to see things you cannot but dont fret. If you trust your senses... you will conquer this battle."

When his eyes locked on the size of the army approaching him Zaiko lost sight of what was really important the explosive tag. When he blew it sent his body crashing into a cave the cave literary crumbled the moment he went inside blocking the entrance. His body began to fall at an insane rate seconds, minutes and hours passed as Zaiko’s body continued to fall. His eyes had been completely closed as he was literally knocked out from the attack. When his body finally landed Zaiko slowly began to stand his eyes couldn’t imagine the sight “Where..Where am I?”