Seven Swordsman Realization[complete]

[OOC: Just want to say that this WQ included a bit of training for One Handed Seals because initially I was gonna do that along with this, but I changed my mind and stopped at the 3k for Swordsman.]

Its close to midnight and rain continues on with its downpour upon Kirigakure. The moon is shining its light upon the town and its people, giving everything a silver glow of some sort. Dante is found in a ramen shop, partaking in a nice refreshing bowl of spicy chicken flavored ramen. The shop caters to people at late hours, mostly ninjas on night patrol. Dante had been listening to others talk within this small shack. Speaking of a legend known to all about the seven mist swordsman. Dante knew this story all to well. The swordsmen were renowned shinobi of the village, some good and bad. Their blades irresistible to a swordsman, the wielders always envied. Dante aspired to become one of the new generation. Yet one thing stood in his way. Information of the swordsmen has become scarce. No activity heard from the legends, no news of newer members, nothing. Yet now their names and adventures were being retold.

"Well, you know, they say there is one left alive," said some old man with a few strands of gray hair hanging on for dear life. Dante was now tuned in to hear the tale the man had to tell, for it seem like this one would be a bit different. "They say he lives off on an island not too far from here, waiting for the day the swordsmen would be reborn as a new generation of warriors." the old man said. "Ahh you are just saying things old man, there is no way a mist swordsman is still alive. You are probably just drunk off of something." said another man, laughing at the older man with his friends. Time went by and most of the people had gone in the little shack. Dante had remained, for he wanted to know more about what the old man was talking about. So, when the old man finally left Dante would follow and question him for information.

The streets were dark, dimmed by only a few lanterns and the faint moonlight within the misty streets and rain. The old man had turned on a darkened alley. Perfect opportunity for Dante to question him without being heard or noticed. The wind blew strong, and Dante made his move. Movie quick he got behind the man, grabbed him by his shoulders, flickering to a darker corner and pinned him against a wall. "Say old man, you seem to know a lot about the swordsmen. Tell me, where is the island and who is the survivor?" Dante said in a cold tone. He got like this when he was dealing with serious things. Surprisingly the old man was calm. It made Dante feel uneasy that his man could remain calm when approached like this. "You want to know huh. Ha ha ha, I knew this day would come." the old man said laughingly. Dante eyes showed his brief confusion. He did not understand at all at that moment. "What are you talking about old man? What do you mean, 'you knew this day would come'?" Dante asked demandingly. Then something happened. Dante lost the ability to move. His body ignoring all orders from his brain. A paralysis technique, but from who? Dante stared in front of him. The smile of the old man was shining at him. Then with a flicker the old man had disappeared from Dante's clutches and reappeared next to him, using one hand to make a seal. Dante understood by now. The old man was not just an old man, but a fighter. The old man released the paralysis on Dante. "Follow me and I'll tell you what I know." Dante smiled to himself. This seemed like it was gonna work out in his best interest after all.

Dante had followed the old man to a rather rickety house. Dante did not understand why the man was staying in such a place when the village had other available inexpensive places of better quality, especially after the renovations. The man lit some lanterns and sat at what appeared to be a kitchen table with two chairs, one for him and one for Dante. Dante sat across from the man at the table. "So, what do you know? Really…" Dante asked more calmly. The man smirked, then snapped his fingers. Dante eyes widened a little at what he saw next. The dancing flames of the lanterns, waved light across the room. The man's entire appearance had changed. The old man was not an old man at all, but a fairly young woman. Dante too amazed to speak just sat in silence, for he did not sense a jutsu being used all this time. "I see you are a bit surprised. Though I guess its expected for a…ninja of your abilities." the woman said in a rather silky tone. Dante's eyes narrowed at her smart remark.

"So you want to know more about the last swordsman. Well, I guess I could tell you where to find him at least. He is on a remote island, off the coast of the lands of water. You will have to figure out where on that island yourself." she said bluntly. Dante could not believe she brought him all the way here just to tell him the same thing she had already said in her old male form. "That is not all there is to it, is it? You have not told me how to get to the island. So Im assuming you want to see something of me? Perhaps a test of sorts." he said coolly. She smiled at his assumption. He was pretty much spot on. "Yes, that would be correct. You see, I believe I can help you reach the necessary level. I have a unique talent and I want you to develop it. It would prove useful during your quest. Im talking about one handed seals." she said returning the same cool tone. Dante smirked, for he did not find anything wrong with her proposition. "So when does the training begin." he asked. "We start tomorrow morning, before the sun rises inexperienced one. So rest up" she said plainly. At that note she pointed to a mat not to far from the table, signaling that that would be where he slept. His training would begin tomorrow.

The new day had arrived and the sun was still on the other side of the planet. Dante was walking with his new mentor to an open field outside of the village. The fog was rather thick outside the village. Dante was used to this kind of setting, for this is what he trained in often. He stopped his travel once the woman had and geared up for whatever this training would ask of him. "Okay, first thing is first. You need to learn how to channel your chakra toward one hand. We'll do this through physical training. Chakra control is essential. Enhance your chosen fist for an effective punch." she said as she tighter a pair of black gloves on her hands. "Simple enough I guess. Hope you are ready." he said as he flickered from his position. He reappeared right in front of her, sending a strong fist toward her abdomen, most of his own body outside of hers. However she was already prepared and caught the fist with her hands, clutching it like a ball. She then spun and swung him around to her side, tossing him. Dante landed on his feet and moved again for a charging attack. His next punch going for her abdomen again. His fist was tight, chakra flowed to it like water, yet it was nothing more than raw energy. Yet this time she did not catch his fist, but rather met it with a punch of her own. The two fist connected, causing a shockwave. Both fist enhanced with chakra, pushing against each other. The ground trembled and the air rippled. Teeth clenched, the two stared into each other's intense eyes before distancing themselves via flicker.

"Not bad kid. I guess you already know what it takes to channel your chakra. I guess what is now needed is to practice molding your chakra through one gateway. Pick an arm and stick with it for awhile till you get it down before switching up. Now, lets go, jutsu battle begins now." With that said she began to make seals with a single hand. Then almost instantly a stream of water was shot from her mouth toward Dante. It was fast and powerful, but Dante had time to move. He ran to the left avoiding the blast, yet she continued to target him. He began to try and make seals with his right arm. This proved very difficult with the pressing battle going on. He had to concentrate hard while avoiding the stream of water. It closed in on him, so he dove for the ground, allowing it to pass over. He had to quickly return to his feet and continue to run while trying to make the seal. The woman continued to pump the stream of water in his direction. Then finally he felt it. He felt the chakra mold enough for his retaliation. With the final seal made, he aimed a hand toward the woman. A torrent of wind was released. A great wind so strong that the grass ripped from its roots and the earth crumbled a bit. The woman's stream of water connected with the blast and was disrupted as she was blown back several meters. He smiled at his success, though the jutsu was not at its full strength.

"Looks like I got it." he said with a smile. The woman got up and dust herself off, walking slowly into his direction. "I guess you are a fast learner. Well all is left now for you to do is to practice with that as often as possible before you meet him. The island is to the east, I have a ship at the dock with a captain who will take you right there. Just tell him Vanity sent you." she said before turning and leaving. Dante just smiled at how easy this was so far. His eyes gazed at the woman named Vanity as she left. She was something else, not like any other female shinobi he's ever known before. Dante sighed and turned toward the direction leading to the docks. He did not want to waste any time for this.

Arriving at the noisy docks, Dante anxiously searched for the captain Vanity had spoken about. He finally spotted a rather shady looking ship captain smoking a cigarette. Dante approached the man cautiously. "Hey, Im here for a trip, courtesy of Vanity." he said coolly. The man gave him a rather scolding look before flicking his cigarette away. "YOU! WHAT THE HELL DOES SHE THINK SHE'S DOING?!" the captain shouted, "SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT PUNK!!" And at that note, the man charged at Dante for an attack. Dante stood calmly as the man approached, then at the final second he grabbed the man's fist, using chakra to enhance his strength and stop the attack. One the fist was caught, Dante's body seemed to levitate, using the man's arm as a base, he swung his body around sending a kick toward the man's face. This kick was not packed with much power, he was not trying to injure the man, just stop his assault. The man fell backwards, scrambling to maintain his balance, clutching his face. "Now that you are under control, take me to the island" Dante said in a firm tone. The man looked at him with an expression of both fear and anger. He now understood Dante's potential but still despised him for whatever reason.

The captain simply motioned for Dante to follow him aboard. Dante followed and they immediately set sail for the island to much of Dante's liking. The sail was very silent but not too long. Neither of the two spoke to each other, just giving odd stares at each other. Dante was not bothered by this at all. He did not really care for the man or his grudge. All he wanted to do was get to the island. The trip, as short as it was, was no longer than 3 days. Three days of silence. Yet Dante did not just lounge around waiting for them to dock. He spent this time to work on perfecting the use of one handed seals. Surprisingly the ship had a deck with enough room to train. Dante began his training focusing on his left arm. He began to mold chakra with his arm for a single jutsu. Once he got the hang of it he began to use his other arm, going through the same exact trials he set out for himself. By doing this he made the three silent days go by fairly fast.

The shipped docked on an unfamiliar island, just as foggy as the lands of Kirigakure. Dante got of the ship quickly, disappearing into the village. He began to approach different people about the last swordsman. Surprisingly they were all nice and willing to help. It was rather creepy to him actually. Much of the information he got spoke of a man named Moshato. Apparently the man they spoke of could be found drunk at a bar. The typical appearance of someone with valuable information not willing to give it up to just anyone. Dante decided he would rest for now considering it was still early and it would be more suitable to approach him under the cover of the night.

After resting till nightfall, Dante quickly exited the inn he had found and made his way to the mentioned bar. He could not wait to see this Moshato guy. Upon entering the darkened bar, Dante quickly did a head count and face scan. He did not know what kind of establishment this place was or who it was owned by or what would happen here tonight, so he had to be careful. Dante spotted a guy who resembled the well mentioned Moshato. He would approach the man cautiously and begin his interrogation. "Excuse me. but can you tell me where I can find Moshato?" he said looking at the man. The man did not even budge or look back in Dante's direction, he just replied. "And why would you be looking for me?" he said in a cold tone. Dante was successful in finding the man, now he had to get the necessary information out of him. "Well you see, Im looking for the surviving swordsman of the Mist 7. Your name came up a lot so I figured you knew something and could help me out." he said coolly. The man finally gave his attention to Dante, an observational stare. "So you want to be part of the mist aye. Well, you look decent enough, so I guess I can show you to my grandfather. He is The One you are looking for. Dante was a bit surprised that this man's grandfather was the last swordsman but at the same time he was a bit excited for he was finally gonna meet the man.

The two swiftly left the bar and traveled a dirt road leading to a mountain range. From there they had gone up the mountain, coming upon a rigid estate within a large cave. The cave's pathways were lit with lanterns, giving it a rather omniscient atmosphere. Dante was so anxious he could not help but clench his fist. Usually these kind of things require some fight training or testing, so he was ready for whatever he had to throw at him. The doors of the estate swiftly opened, and out came a rather middle age looking man. Dante was expecting some very old man to come out with all his wisdom and such, but no this man looked like someone who had a fairly long way to go from kicking the bucket. "Ahhh, so you have finally brought someone with potential Moshato. This young gentleman believes he had what it takes to be a swordsman." he said. Moshato bowed before speaking to the man. "Yest, I do believe he has what it takes to be a swordsman."

The old man approached Dante and observed him carefully. Dante just stood normally, fist still clenched. "Hmph, well well young man. I hope you are not tired. When I train, we do not stop. Not for sleeping, eating, or drinking. Only till we can no longer move on. Do you think you can handle that?" the old man said. Dante's facial expression was neutral but in his mind he was thinking the man was insane. Yet he wanted this too bad to just give up. "I can handle it sir." Dante said respectfully. The man smiled at him and patted him on the shoulder. "Well let us begin this glorious training. Time to make you into an even greater shinobi than you already are."

At the point the two began training and vigorously at that. The man tested Dante on many levels. They fought with simple taijutsu only at first, to build up Dante's strength and endurance. Afterwards they trained using genjutsu. Dante was not as good with genjutsu as the man was but he got better as he went on. This was to help build Dante up mentally, strengthening his mind to be in synch with his body. After that they trained in the art of ninjutsu. This part of the training was rather viscous, for Dante was rather good at ninjutsu, better than the man's expectations. That part of the training was so intense that it even changed the landscape around the instate. The training finally ended with the incorporation of a sword. Dante had already had a simple katana, so he had some skill with the style. The two went for days throughout this training. No sleep, no eating, and no drinking. A nonstop fight. By the end of it all, Dante had to rest for 3 days straight. He awoke with a severe hunger but had to eat in moderation to be easy on his body.

Dante went to see the man to learn what the next step was from here. The man smiled at him. "There's nothing more for you to learn from me. The rest you will have to learn from experience. However I do believe you are qualified to be named one of the seven swordsmen of the mist." he said walking over to Dante. The man made a few hand seals before gripping the back of Dante's neck. There was a slight burning sensation but it was quickly followed by a cool feeling. "I have just now given you the official swordsman tattoo. Now there is only one more thing left for me to give you." he said before snapping his fingers. Moshato had returned carrying a rather unique looking blade. "This is yours now. It is a perfect blade for someone like you. So take care of it well." the man said lastly before turning and beginning to take his walk back into his estate. Dante just smiled, marveling at his new blade. "Thanks." he said in a low tone. Dante had finally completed his goal. Now it was time for him to return to the village. Seemed like a lot of good was coming for him in his future.

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Picture:

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Abilities: The sword is relatively large and can cut things with its jagged edge


Release phase:

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The sword transforms to blue lightning type blade, however the color may change depending on what the sword does. The blade can be extended out to get the lightning type look that you see in the picture, however it does not move as fast as lightning and is very hard to control in this state. In this release phase the sword when touched will completely scrambles someones nerves. This can work in a few ways

1.) Numbness of the whole body (blue blade)
2.) Great pain of the whole body(red blade)
3.) Cause illusions(purple blade)
4.) scrambles muscle movement ( Moving an arm will actually move a leg )(yellow blade )
5.) Increase of sexually stimulation. ( Viagra ) (pink blade)

Again, this is very hard to control and can even turn on the user.
the blade in the release phase does not cut

Thanks Dev, I like it a lot, it's just my kind of blade.