Elin's Role-Playing Academy

Standing within the large training field once again was the male bearing his full hunter ninja clothing. This clothing consisted of the armour like material that the anbu of Konohagakure wear and a white mask bearing two ocean blue ticks like the sure deaodarant advert but much cooler. His spiky hair standing on edge just like forever. Within his hand was a single scroll with a multitude of jutsu that he could learn. It had came to his attention that though ahunter ninja he still had to learn jutsu that would enable him to battle face to face if required and right now his arsenal wasn't as well equipped with jutsu of that calibur. So he had chosen to learn the Water style technique WATER RELEASE: COLD SKY WATER ATTACK, This was a unique jutsu as it actually utilized Ice without the need for the Ice Release Kekki Genkia. It was stated that the Darts were powerful enough to shatter rock so damaging bones would be easy and piercing skin and other soft organs.

The scroll taught everything about the technique including the flow of chakra and the required hand seals. These seals being the Ox Horse and Ram combination. So studying this scroll Neko would feel confident in his attempt. Forming the three required hand seals and manipulating his chakra aiming to flow it in the direction the scroll stated to flow it he would form needles of water and release them at a large boulder. Yet upon impact the water style jutsu would simply disperse into rain leaving no mark. Kicking the dirt and grinding his teeth he would try over and over again each time the needles making a small dent which showed his frustration and determination were paying off. Taking a deep breath Neko would sigh softly.

His breathing would become shallow soft as his eyes closed. The Hunter Ninja of Kirigakure using his minds eye to focus upon his own chakra watching the flow of his chakra perfectly as he maneuvered it within himself getting a feel for the correct movement required to release such a jutsu. It was essentially creating ice without the release of ice a rather unusual jutsu but useful. Opening his eyes the young shinobi would smile as his hands formed the rapid three seals and in front of him shot forward the powerful ice style needles slamming through the stone he had aimed at and the one behind him.

Impressed by this level of power Neko had to learn another jutsu from the scroll. Looking down the water style scroll that he had aquired through un pleasant means. Scanning the jutsu on the scroll he would locate one that interested him. Takigakure Style Water Cutting Sword, The jutsu description informed him of the ability to create an actual sword capable of cutting through bones and stuff as well as fire style jutsu. It seemed to be a high level technique from Takigakure and had been taken some how and passed on through the years. This technique spoke to Neko like a crazy pimp spoke to his whores HE WANTED IT THEREFORE HE MUST HAVE IT!

Now there were no handseals for this certain jutsu, This would mean the chakra flow was more advanced and would most likely be even harder. Thanks to his previous jutsu training he knew how to look within himself so once more like before closing his eyes he would place himself into a genjutsu like state with the use of the Minds Eye Of Kagura. When this was done he would continue his chakra flow movement aiming to manoeuvre his chakra exactly like it was scripted upon the scroll. When this was completed his hand would begin to moisten as the hilt of a blade seemingly out of no were formed. The Takigakure blade forming from droplets of water in the air before fully forming within the Hunter Ninja's hand. He had done it on his first attempt unlike the unusually harder ice like technique. Both would definitely come in handy and Neko had increased his arsenal so not a bad day at all. Standing straight after picking up his scroll he would wind it back up click it to his belt and proceed to head home

Basil stood from his crouched position, the bones in his knees had made a painless crack as he did so. He looked to the distance where he could see a faint sign of movement in the dark nights sky. Basil had decided it would have been a good idea to come out to the fields in the dead of night to look for rare flowers, he was new to the region, making him incredibly interested in the herbalism that it had. From his side he heard a small squeal of displeasure as the tiny Chikorita at his side noticed the people, trying to quickly hide behind its trainers legs.
"Don't worry about it, in fact I'm sure their friendly."
Basil quickly scooped up his little companion and began to make his way towards the person in the distance, shoving flowers in his backpack as he did so. As the figure came closer the details sharpened into what looked like a boy, one with an intense facial expression. moving next to the boy was a Pokemon, one that Basil had been unfamiliar with but also seemed somewhat intimidating.
"Heh, I'm sure its fine.."
At this point Basil was mostly reassuring himself.
"Hello?"
Basil rose his voice just enough to be heard by the young man, but not wanting to disturb the peaceful night air.

Meanwhile, as Kevin was handling the Machop and his own team, Yoku was getting right to business. Now that Dansei had some energy and Tamogo was well rested, both could use more training. The trainer and Pokemon walked along the dense forest, not far from the makeshift camp, and managed to find a decent sized clearing. Once Dansei burned away any hazardous foliage, they both looked to Yoku for their first training instructions...

[Beginning of training]

"Okay," Yoku said with her voice trailing off as her mind wandered on what she actually wanted to train her Pokemon in... it would be the last bit of training she did in a while, she still had to catch some Pokemon to start her breeding career soon, but her Pokemon had to be in tip-top shape to make that so! Still, battling and gaining strength were important parts of a trainer's life... knowing just how to proceed, Yoku nodded to herself, finitely deciding what to work on.

"Dansei, Tamogo, I know what we're going to work on. I want the two of you to battle like you're opponents. Put aside any friendship and alliances you have, at least for the moment. Only focus on doing your greatest in battle and winning. You both have a shot at things," she smiled, knowing Dansei's power would be well balanced by Tamogo's wild-card moves.

Both Pokemon seemed hesitant, but their bright eyes soon glanced from Yoku's own vivid green to each other's: a fiery red filled with power met with a deep, endless black, both made an unspoken acceptance to the challenge. Their locked gazes turned from friendly to sparking with fury and rivalry, it almost seemed as if an invisible current of electricity was crackling between the two, forced into being by the might of their gaze. Without breaking their eye contact, both started slowly backing away from each other to start their fight at opposite ends of the clearing, as was something most actual battles would start with. The two small Pokemon met Yoku's gaze one more time, though the silent and invisible tension, still a crackle of a furious spark, remained between the two. Both longed to prove themselves to the other, and both would do just that...

It was Dansei who made the first move. Like the mighty volcano her species was named for, a mighty flame burst from atop her head and down to create a flickering tail. Like fuel, the notion of a battle only made the fire greater and erratic, even the wind added to the effect, making the fire billow out like a dramatic movie scene. She made one step toward Tamogo with an intimidating growl, and lowered her head while narrowing her eyes in a glare, the fire from her head cast flickering shadows across the blazing red gaze, and Tamogo couldn't help but shudder. As the effects of the Leer washed over him, his mind wracked for an answer to reply to the stronger and older Pokemon.

Shaking the cold feeling of dread the glare brought him, Tamogo tried unsuccessfully to mimic the Leer, only making Dansei burst into a chuckling laugh: a mistake on her part. Taking advantage in her momentary lapse of defense, Tamogo did just what he had set up by playing on the Quilava's confidence. Making a quick dash with his more agile body, though he stumbled, still not used to having so much available motion. Launching into a full dash, he made a jump at Dansei about half-way into the clearing and spread his wings, causing him to bullet toward his friendly foe just as Dansei noticed him coming toward her. Bracing for an attack, her body tensed in a defensive crouch as her muscles tightened to stop the blunt of Tamogo's attack. Surprisingly, the Togetic spread his wings to deaden his speed right above Dansei, and he dropped onto her back, giving her one kiss directly on her head.

Looking up in surprise, Dansei felt Tamogo's body weight lift from her body. He didn't seem to try an attack, and she relaxed for a split second. Suddenly, a surreal and cold feeling pumped through her body, the first hint of something being off about Tamogo's strange action. Her eyes widened, and with dread she realized just what he had done. It was too late to stop it now, and though she tried to shake her head clear, but her vision blurred and spots danced on every edge of her sight. His Sweet Kiss had taken effect, and she would risk hurting herself in her blurred, altered and skewed senses. Baring her sharp fangs toward what looked like Tamogo, she knew she'd have to recover quickly in order to win the fight.

With Dansei confused thanks to his quick thinking, a burst of hope flooded through Tamogo. He could win this battle if he acted quickly, and as if to prove it to himself, he spread his wings and jumped above Dansei, wiggling his finger precariously as he did so. Suddenly, an eerie feeling washed over him as his shadow extended from its place, growing a strange ghostly life of its own. It shot out at Dansei, who only jumped straight into it when she tried to dodge, thanks to her confused state. The Shadow Sneak struck her, the first attack of the battle. Grinning in success, he gently landed at Dansei's side, a big mistake on his part.

Dansei felt the chill travel down her spine as the eerie ghost attack struck her, and her fur bristled while the flame atop her head blazed even brighter. That is, until an idea crept across her mind. If she couldn't judge her attacks correctly, neither should Tamogo. She subsided her flame, it would be too big of a giveaway of her position, and released a jet of black smoke, causing the surrounding area to be cloaked inside of a pitch black cloud of smoke, almost impossible for either Pokemon to see very far. With her flame subsided, Tamogo narrowed his eyes as he lost all sight of the Quilava. He frantically searched, to try and get another attack out before her confusion would wear off, but she was nowhere to be found.

Tamogo frantically meandered quickly through the smoke, desperately searching for Dansei. No matter where he looked, however, the only thing to greet him was the choking of the black smoke in his throat. Glancing back at his wings, which were themselves almost obscured due to the smoke's thickness, he got an idea. He rapidly flapped them, spinning in circles, and to his surprise, he actually managed to clear some of the cloud away. With a flare of hope, he did his spinning and flapping all around him, and the black smoke lifted and cleared away, taking to the sky and clearing from the field. He blinked in shock. Dansei wasn't anywhere on the ground. He had been too confident, just as Dansei had been at the beginning. Lying on the cleared field was a single dark hole, where Dansei had used dig and burrowed somewhere underground. He gulped, searching desperately for anything to signify where his foe was underground, and he knew it could be the end for him.

Sure enough, a hot sensation started forming at Tamogo's feet, and he looked down at it confusedly. Putting two and two together, he tried to jump out of the way, but it was too late. Dansei had known that a Dig would be ineffective against Dansei now that he had wings, but that didn't mean she couldn't have used the attack as cover. She suddenly collapsed the dirt at Tamogo's feet and replaced it with a singing Ember that shot at Tamogo as many different, tiny flames. They hit their mark perfectly, and the little flying type was sent hurtling across the clearing. Grinning in success, she knew she had the battle won.

Tamogo slammed into the ground with a thud, and lay there, stunned. He rolled onto his side and fluttered his wings to allow himself to hop to his feet. Knowing he would be out in one more of Dansei's string and stunning fire attacks, he had to play on the defensive. He noticed Dansei had disappeared within another hole, and if he didn't do anything soon, he would fall victim to another of her ambush attacks. Taking a risk, he gulped down his doubt and wiggled his finger, creating another spontaneous attack.

At first, nothing happened. Tamogo hung his head, knowing he was beat. Just as the heat started forming at the ground below his feet, a tremble occurred. The heat paused for a moment as Dansei hesitated in slight confusion. There was another tremble. Then another, this one more powerful. In surprise, Tamogo looked to the field just as the Earthquake grew full-force. Crying out, Dansei tried to wriggle out of her tunnel, but the trembling and shaking of the ground made her lose her balance and lose her grip on any solid ground. Quite suddenly, the ground collapsed above her, and it was all over. She stood for one moment, meeting Tamogo's shocked gaze with one of congratulations, and her blazing gaze subsided as unconsciousness overwhelmed her. She slumpt to the ground, fainted.

Still shocked, Tamogo blinked a few times and took in the sight of Dansei's slumped position. It had been a gamble, but one that paid off. He had won. He grinned and turned toward Yoku, who returned Dansei for a rest before taking Tamogo in her arms for a well earned rest. It had been the greatest battle she had seen, and by her Pokemon no less! Both looked wiser and stronger, and their training came to an end.

[End of Training]

Around was proof Jet wasn't with evil. "As you can see, we run an organized system. We store special items somewhere near here. If you join, not only would you be better heroes, but you'd get money. See, along with treasure hunting and shadowy heroism, we also trade valuable powerless items for money. Sometimes we even find gold. Now, have you got any emeralds?"

As Drake watched the infamous Cage leave the Pit, a strange sense of unaccomplishment washed over him. He felt a strong urge to go and follow her, to understand why she had forfeited. He could tell that this fight only scratched the surface of their power, and he wasn't satisfied with it. Just as he decided that he would follow her, he heard everyone cheering, and looked up to where everyone was watching. 'Oh, that's right. I've got another fight before I'm done here...I guess I'll jus- WHAT is she WEARING!?'

Drake blushed profusely as he looked up to see the strange woman from before only to see that she had stripped off her jacket and was now only wearing tight leather black pants and a skimpy black top. She made a huge production of stretching to show off her body, and Drake forced himself to look away, he couldn't get distracted now...especially not now. He took a deep breath, and counted backwards from ten. It was a technique he used to calm his emotions, and soon his mind was clear, only focused on analyzing the situation.

When he looked back up, his eyes were completely dragon-like, red with a slit pupil, a slight fire behind them. She taunted him, an expected move, but he didn't return in favor. He preferred to talk with action, not words. Completely silent, he took his stance, his tail swaying in a seemingly random motion, yet it was actually there as a counter measure, like a third arm or leg. He slowly walked to the left, hoping that she wasn't left handed, but kept his form, and his eyes were stuck on her.

What a show off, it was like she didn't even care about Drakon or the fight at all. As if she felt she was somehow better than him, and even if she was a seasoned veteran, she didn't have half the determination that he had. He felt his body heat up, as if his skin were about to burn into flames. The crowd was nothing to him now, it was as if the world was just him and the Black Angel now. Throw the fight? Give up? Those thoughts were lost in the recesses of his mind, as if they were alien thoughts, not really his, but the thoughts of someone who was afraid. Afraid of what this woman would do to him. Well no more, he wasn't about to doubt himself, that was what was holding himself back, his emotions, his human feelings. Closing his eyes, he pushed them all aside, and relied only on his instinct. ((+ 1 Str. Dur. and Speed, and -1 Int, he's using the power of the dragon, without completely going into his half dragon form. Just so it doesn't look like he's cheating ;D))

He felt everything around him much clearer, the crowd chanting the woman's name, the smell of beer and sweat, and he even felt the very vibrations in the ground as the woman came towards him. He opened his eyes, and saw her throwing a kick right towards his face, probably expecting him to dodge the attack, but he had a different thought of how exactly to counter. He positioned his legs and raised his arm, completely blocking the kick. It stung a little, and he felt the impact shake his entire body, but nothing physically was broken. As long as he fought like this, without thinking of the pain that might come to his body, then who knows? His eyes became partially shadowed by his hair, and he smirked, a clear sign that this was going to be fun.

He pushed off with his arm, and swayed his tail to re balance himself and pushed himself forward, launching himself with all of his strength. He aimed for her vital areas, her chest, neck, face...you get the point. He began to launch an all-out assault on her body, throwing punches seemingly wildly, but yet each of them serving a purpose. When he was finished, he leapt backwards, landing gracefully, smoke seeming to rise from his fevered skin.

"You're right, we should give them a good show. Mind if I lead?"