[Clan Technique Training Part 1: Cloud Walking Technique]
The setting of this training, 4 years ago. Dante was in the forested lands just outside of Kirigakure. He was here to begin his training in honing his skills revolving around the Tenraku Clan abilities. He was alone and it was quiet, for it was night time. After looking through the clan's library, he had researched all the necessary clan techniques within his range of power. He needed to become the best he could be. His first training session would focus on something basic to all members of the clan, weather manipulation. He needed to focus on changing the atmosphere to fit situations. Dante began to concentrate, a meditation of sorts. He was standing completely still, eyes closed. He had to focus on becoming one with nature, like the books had said. Dante let his chakra flow out in moderation, attempting to make a connection with the air around him. Though he couldn't really see it, he was making progress. The air was getting a bit heated and felt a little heavy. He continued on, he was beginning to feel a light dampness now. He opened his eyes a little. Things were getting a little foggy, like a morning dew. Yet this wasn't how the books had said it would be. He closed his eyes again, continued. The area was getting foggier and foggier by the seconds. Yet this didn't look like a normal fog. It was darker, like the storm clouds had settled in the forest. He opened his eyes again and was rather surprised. The entire area had been consumed by this dark fog. He smiled as he had succeeded in completing the most basic technique by the clan. He decided to test out his movement within this fog. He flickered from his position to a nearby tree branch. A sound of thunder rang loud twice, once when he disappeared and once when he reappeared. He sighed, realizing that was a major downfall. However looking back he had noticed something. An illusion clone was standing in his exact place. Wow! He had not expected that bit to happen. Once he saw that, many ideas and strategies began to flood his head. He new exactly what he could do upon learning such a technique.
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[Part 2: Storm Fist Taijutsu]
The next thing on Dante's list of trainings. He needed to focus on learning the art of storm fist taijutsu. He figured this would take quite more time and effort to be put in to it unlike the cloud walking technique. The elders had written about drawing inspiration from the skies onto one self. He had no real idea what that meant. Dante sighed as he looked up to the clouded sky. A single drop of rain fell on his face, then within seconds more rain had fallen around him. Within a minute it had started raining hard. Dante could only believe the sky was calling out to him. A flash of lightning and booms of thunder overpowered the skies above. It was beautiful in his eyes. Then like a lightbulb switching on in his head, he knew what he wanted to do. He closed his eyes like before. This time he wanted to become one with the sky above, taking on its properties. He used his chakra to resonate in rhythm with the storm above. As every drop of rain hit him, he focused harder. A faint steam was beginning to rise off of his body. He didn't open his eyes to see this however, for he was concentrating. Then suddenly, a break through, as a small spark of electricity cracked over his arm. He felt it, but it didn't hurt. It was a weird sensation. Then suddenly, another spark, and another, and another. He opened his eyes and was surprised. Traveling along his body were small sparks of electricity and a faint steam. He was coated by light electric impulses. He clenched his fists, attempting to channel more of the energy to them. More sparks surged in his fist. Yet this wasn't to the extent he thought it would be. He thought he would be able to have pure lightning all over his body, instead of a few sparks. He needed to test this new power to find its purpose. He moved toward a tree. Channeling the electric wave to his fist, he punched the tree. It made a loud sound, similar to thunder. The tree shook a bit. But nothing really happened. He was disappointed in himself now. As he turned away from the tree, something odd happened. Every single leaf on the front side of the tree had fallen off, split. He picked up a leaf, studied it. He finally understood. It didn't do enormous damage, but damage that wasn't directly noticeable. It attacked from the inside. He smiled to himself. Another successful jutsu attempt. From now on he had to work on the two new techniques, understanding them to the best of his abilities. He would continue to hone his skills in these techniques, for months and months, until he finally mastered them.
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Sat Jul 23, 2011 1:51 pm by 
