Training..gone wrong[Closed.]

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A gush of air sent numerous leaves fluttering through the forest, trees rocked as the breeze picked up. A single tree stood prone in the middle of a massive circle, and Tenzaku Gai could easily be seen from such a vantage point. A single figure grasped upon the harsh brown ark of said same tree, high up into the sky and between the clouds and the sky. "I suppose..I have to get something done." Masashi mumled to himself as he shifted his head to one side, hand slowly sliding out from beneath his jacket to grasp onto both of his trench knives, which he then promptly tossed straight into the air. "GO!" he cried as he leapt after them, dropping quicker than them and catching up to them as he landed, sliding his fingers easiily into them as they passed him. He slowly slid himself into his proper boxing-esque fighting stance which he had perfected up to this time, before then suddenly darting forwards.

Tanzaku Gai happened to be a rather secluded part of the world and the people liked it exactly like that. A few months previously they hired rogue shinobi from the Key country to secure traps throughout the entire forested area around the village and guarded the only path heavily; It really was a rock or a hard place, and in this situation Masashi wanted to go the hard way. Strength and endurance were his best parts along with the chakra and regeneration given by his Bijuu, but speed and evasiveness wasn't exactly his forte; He needed to train that quite a bit, and today was the best time to do so. He rushed forwards, passing a red ribbon tied between two trees which showed exactly where the traps and the danger began; And for Masashi, this was the start of a whole hell of a load of fun.

A sound of metal cutting into rope resonated throughout the area before the obvious sound of multiple rounds of kunai moving in from the bushes on the north, northeast and northwest sides of the area came sudden and fast as he moved into a small clearing surrounded on all sides by massive redwoods. 'Wush, wush, tch!' A series of sounds caused the quiet serenity of the area to turn into nothing but noise, a steel sound colliding with another as Masashi dodged the first six kunai by using a special technique which worked by 'weaving' ones feet to each side on a suppodely endless look; Left step, right step, left, right. He dodged each kunai and found the last coming straight for his chest, sliding his hand upwards to easily push the kunai to one side using his trench knife. "Tch..too eas- Shit!" he began to gloat before two more rounds appeared to each side. "Hmph. Take.." he began to speak as he tossed his knives in the air and removed his staff from it's back pouch before then sliding his left leg forwards with the staff prone before it; He swiftly brought his right hand up, turning his torso clockwise to swing the stave easily upwards; Tapping away two of the six kunai, a third being thrown south by a harsh slam to the ground, the four and fifth moving away through sheer force of will as the staff was brought sideways, the golden edges being used in a timed up-and-down action to cause the next kunai after that to miss it's target.

Wieres were used next, attached always to the stave for moments like these. He swung it swiftly and caused the rest of the kunai to flight through the air and down onto the ground with sheer force of the wind manipulated for this. He tossed it onto his back just in time to grasp ahold of both of his hand weapons and used them to easily slice through the ropes holding the rest of the kunai which came down swiftly behind him. "Tch. Idiots could of killed somebody.." he grunted to himself as he darted forwards, turning to leap against a downed log and to one side, up the side of a tree and flipping backwards to lap atop the pranches of a tree. He turned and nodded his head, having spotted his next target. He leapt up into the higher, thicker branches of the tree and then turned suddenly, stopped to slide under a hidden, sharp-looking wire at the last second. "Shit..those psycho's really aren't playing aro-" he began to speak before another kunai came from the right, aimed for his head. He dodged it barely, and brought up his guard with his back towards the tree; It was too high for them to manuever there, so it was the est course of action and the best defence he could possibly hope to take at this moment.

"The hell..!?" he began, cut off once more by a trio of shinobi with headbands cut through the middle and blades in hand. "Oh joy.. training exercise and I get attacked -again-!" he growled under his breath as he eased himself backwards, sliding back down into his perfected state and waiting for a few seconds. Suddenly, all three looking around at the trio of themselves and then darted forwards, leapint to three seperate spots on the same large branch to surround the boy. "Tch. Idiots!" he chuckled as he backflipped off the branch and brought his right hand up to slice through the wire he had barely missed the last time as he fell through the air. "Gotcha~" he chuckled cutely as numerous kunai appeared to attack the rogue shinobi from all side; Though each of them dodged unharmed. 'tick..tick..tick' a sound resonate as the three looked around, before one looked down and cried in a rather odd accent the words "TAGS!" which caused all three to leap into the air for an escape brought on all too late. 'Kaboom!' a huge explosion racked the area and brought down part of the tree of the three, whilst Masashi dodged the wood, cutting parts that would of been too large as he went. "Damnit..move of them.." he whispered as he spotted another trio ahead of him.

Now he was starting to think this was a trap. He knew he shouldn't of believed that merchant before; Him being there at that specific time of day to meet the Genin was just -too- good of a timing. A gust of air sent three further sets of five shuriken from before him, and a small set of handseals allowed him to manipulate the air infront of him into a heavy wave of deep blue chakra. He suddely tossed the blade fowards to cut through the series of shuriken and quickly through the first of three attacking rogues. He dodged a blade strike from the second and slide to one side, sending a powerful kick to the chest which obviously broke numerous ribs. The man grunted as he leant forwards to grasp his own body, pain shocked his mind to almost passing out. He was grasped by the back of the neck and swiftly tossed down through the trees to his death. A smirk came down the boys lips as the last ran towards him, his blade high up into the air to cut towards his head; He did not make it however, chakra pumped into Masashi's right trench knife and sharpened and extended the blade thoroughly to secretly and swiftly cut through the entirety of the older rogues throat. His head flew down with his teams body, closely followed by his own corpse; Headless and bloody it hit the ground.

Blood covered one of his feet, and Masashi mumbled a series of harsh curses as he pushed it against a rock to clear it, having leapt from the tree to the ground and starting to walk back towards a cliff he could traverse to exit the valley swiftly. He turned down a swift path and dashed down it, his breath now catching in his chest; He had no time to stop and prepare and no time to take a rest and a drink, it was escape or die. He wouldn't be able to fight that many shinobi on his own. More weapons were dodged barely as he leapt from the top of the cliff, wrapping his lades with wire and turning halfway down the cliff. "Five..." he began as he flooded them with wind chakra. "Four.." he mumbled to himself as he pulled his body upwards. "Three..!" he gasped as he held his breath. "Two!" he chimed as he pulled both hands backwards towards his chest. "NOW!" he screamed as he tossed the weapons towards the wall and caught them in time to rappel down towards the ground without any form of injury. He pulled them out and jumped his way down to the bottom of the cliff; He saw his village just over the horizon..it was time to go home.

[1500/1400. Done!]