Birth of a Queen (Private, PM Torigoma to Join)

The Shinkokage sat on a large chair and watch the woman struggle againt's the tendrils of Darkness, as they slowly warpped around her body, seeking to steal the air that her body so desperately ached for. It has only been three days since he had started his Experiments, and he was impressed, her potential far exceeded what he had expected. The Chamber that he had prepared was dimly lit, but still gave enought light to see every detail on her face. With a dark grin, The Shinkokage gave a flick of his wrist, and the tendrils of darkness dissolved away, then standing, he say to the Woman, "Return to your quarters for now, I will call you when the next test is ready, rest while you can."

The woman pulled against the dark tendrils, red marks appearing where they dug into her skin. Her crimson eyes were nearly glowing it seemed as she clenched her fists, grinding her fangs together in anguish at not being able to break free. When they suddenly released her, she almost fell over before catching her footing. Chest heaving as she straightened and ran her arm across her forehead to keep the small amount of sweat from her vision. As Hana looked at him, her expression became blank. She nodded and turned away from him, sharp nails clicking on the door handle as she pulled it open and stepped out into the hall.

As she walked, her steps echoed through the empty hall. It didn't matter where she was, but she knew it wasn't far from Konoha. How long had she been here? It felt like weeks, but it must have been a few days. There wasn't a way anyone could go weeks without sleep. Even before he came, she had barely slept; to troubled to let herself drift off. The woman walked with her head down, silver hair hiding her blank expression. On her face, the curse mark was twitching constantly now. Already, she was used to the insistent pain that plagued her body. Or, rather, was doing her best to ignore it.

Hana reached out and turned the knob of the door she had stopped at, pushing it inward as she walked in. Closing it behind her, she was enveloped in darkness. But everything was in perfect clarity as she crossed the room, sitting down on the edge of the bed and staring at the floor. While she had left her Akatsuki cloak on the path, her ring sat on a side table. Wound around it was a dark gold and black stone necklace. A small white hair wound around it as it vibrated ever so lightly. Draped across both of them was a black ribbon. A faded white mark showed the symbol of her clan on its end. Though she couldn't remember what it was called. Everything was fading, even the memories that plagued her mind every waking moment. They were just fading away into the dark abyss that was her mind. And still, she couldn't remember her name.

It may have been minutes or hours she was staring at nothing, until she finally fell unconscious. Her body curled across the bed sideways. Even in her sleep, her face was contorted with something strange. Every now and then, she'd whisper names or places. Things she tried to hold on to, but found she was losing her grip.

The Shinkokage grinned as he sat back down, Hana was progressing well, few could stand the touch of his shadows and walk away. The Curse Mark was steadly getting worse, in time she would be able to control it's power, but now it was slowly tearing her appart. His seal would soon be ready, with each experiment, he had slowly fused her body with fragments of shadow, and while she would not "turn", it would cause her to body to adapt to the Curse's power, and bind her to him.

Several hour's Later
There was a sharp rasp at the Northern door, and a Young man in his late teens entered, bowing to one knee before speaking, "My Lord, the scouts have returned, It seems that you were Right, 'That Man' has caught wind of the disappearance, He'll be here soon". The Shinkokage waved the young boy away, and smiled a bleach white smile, this would be a perfect test for his little Pup. Reaching out his mind, The Shinkokage found Hana sleeping in her quarters, then touching her dream, The Shinkokage spoke to her "Come my little Pup, there is someone that wishes to Meet you."

At the sound of the Shinkokage's voice, her eyes snapped open. Fingers clenching and tearing into the fabric of the sheets beneath her. Mechanically, she stood and ran her fingers through her hair lightly as her other hand grabbed the black ribbon from the table. Hana tied back her silver hair as she walked across the room and out the door. It just felt better with it off of her neck, and wouldn't get in her eyes if this person she was 'meeting' was hostile.

As she walked up the hall, she raised her head. Her nose twitched as she paused for a moment. This scent was vaguely familiar, yet there was no name to it. Ignoring it, she continued on.

The woman entered the room the Shinkokage was in and stood slightly behind him. Blank gaze staring at nothing as she stood calmly, awaiting orders. The black marks stood out even more with her hair back, and moved in a steady pace across the right side of her face. It would take only a single drop of blood, and it would cover most of her body in an instant.

Sharp cracking sounds could be heard coming from the forest as a dark figure approached. The silhouette of the man could be seen with a blank stare of only his eyes while the lightning around his body cracked and whipped out at the trees. It was safe to assume the man approaching was not around on friendly occasions but rather hostile. The lightning continued to crack reacting to the man’s emotions as it sparked out from his armor and set a bush on fire as he walked by. Slowly walking toward his goal Dameon’s face could finally be seen as a wall of blue fire appeared behind him before turning into a blood red.

Dameon stopped and looked at the building in front of him already knowing who was in there as well as an obviously strong chakra source. Had she betrayed her? He didn’t know but he still planned to find out as he looked around slowly at the building getting their exact destination within the building based off their heartbeats. He raised his hand slowly and brought them up to his mouth having already done the hand seals in the split second of him brining his hands to his mouth. A mere second later a giant fireball nearly 100ft tall went storming for the building and whaled the side of the house and exploded. Fire would engulf the building and debris would fly in every direction, but it would not kill them. They would have seconds to get out before whatever was left would fall on them and burn them alive, plenty of time for any shinobi to move.

He wanted answers before he killed them especially the more powerful one that had been near Hana, the only woman he had ever trusted, till now. Heat and fire rampaged the area and set the forest ablaze leaving no good way for escape as plumes of smoke filled the sky blocking out the light in the area. He waited his hands by his side ready for anything and more than ready for the guy that had turned Hana.

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Name: Chou Goukakyuu no Jutsu - Ultra Great Fireball Technique
Rank: B
Chakra Cost: 100
Element: Fire and Wind
Description: Very similar to Goukakyuu no Jutsu, the only difference is that wind element is also added to the attack to make the fireball nearly 2X the size of what it would normally be which means its also capable of dealing a lot more damage to the opponent.

The Shinkokage yawned has he propped his arm againt the chair arm and rested his head in his hand, and Smiled a bleach white smile, as the red flames washed over the building. When the Flames died down, all that remained of "The Hidden's" East branch Konoha headquarters was a large pile of rubble, all save a lone man that sat upon a large chiar near the middle of the ruins, the floor surrounding him for about thirty feet remaining compelety unscaved, and the Woman with silver hair that stood behind him. Even in the bright sunlight, and the light of the burning Ruins, the Man remaind shrouded in shadows that seemed to move and flow about him. Not bothering to left his head from his hand, the man smiled and said in a icy voice that was sweet as honey "So very glad you could join us Dame-kun, I was begining to fear you would forget about my little Pup here, but no, you could not do that could you". Then Flashing another bleach white smile, The Shinkokage waved Hana forward, and spoke "I believe Introductions are not Necessary".

Hana closed her eyes during the initial explosion, pulling her power forward from where she had tried to bury it before. Now, as she opened them, she looked at the man who had caused it. Her vision blurred as a strange emotion crossed her face, eyes widening slightly. Her mouth hanging slightly open for a brief moment. Then it faded, her head dropping lower as she took on her previous blank expression. Now her face was shrouded in shadows as she stepped forward in front of the sitting man, who looked perfectly calm.

In one swift movement, she drew her hand past her mouth and grabbed her twin blades from her sides. As she took up a defensive position, her blades turned so they ran along the length of her arms as she put them before her face, the black flames on her skin sprang to life like a black cloud. Eyes like fresh blood on snow stared at the man over the edge of the blade. There was no emotion in her gaze, though something like a battle in her mind. She didn't want to attack him, yet couldn't stop herself from charging out at him as she was given the order. Her voice a mirror of her expression.

"Yes, Shinkokage-sama."

In a matter of seconds, she was there. It was then she bared down on him with both blades at the same time, anticipating he would want to block with his own sword. In a normal battle, she wouldn't have been so hasty to attack. Something was wrong. She couldn't find the will to stop herself. There was a memory trying to fight it's way to the surface of her mind, yet was pushed back. Upon her skin, the black flame-like pattern was touching her opposite shoulder and part of her left arm as well as most of the left side of her face. Her right eye switched between jet black, and blood red. When he blocked the initial attack, she would use the momentum to push her sideways, then launch at his side with many short quick attacks. If he attacked back, she would retreat several feet before attacking again.

Dameon watches the building rubble settle and watched the fires burn as he watched he smiled to himself slightly when he realized Hana’s demon had been awakened. It wasn’t out of pleasure as it was out of relief that she probably had not betrayed him. Once the man sitting down mentioned the fire he activated his genjutsu having extremely good reason to believe he could see fire or feel the heat of his jutsu around him. Whether or not the man would be as seriously affected by the jutsu as he hoped meant little to him. The real threat at the time was the only woman he cared about charging at him with a couple of blades. He didn’t want to hurt her but he knew when she got like this there was nothing to do but restrain her. As he focused on her one bolt of lightning came effortlessly from Dameon’s hand and broke arced into two hitting both blades. The lighting would be just enough to stun her and make her drop her weapons as he moved forward a step and threw a spinning back kick to the woman’s right side of her face. As his foot make contact his stomach dropped as he backed away feeling sick with himself. His heart sank and all the hatred he had felt washed away and his electricity retracted into his body.

"I.....I wont fight you anymore Hana." He said softly and with a little sadness in his tone.

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Name: Hell Fire Illusion
Rank: A
Type: Genjutsu
Chakra Cost: 150
Element: Fire
Description: Dameon stares into the opponents eyes OR if the opponent see's and of Dameons fire jutsu AND Dameon happens to activate it (on fireball if the opponents feels the heat from it, missing fireball thats barely misses, etc.) and almost instantly the opponent see's Dameon disappear and all of a sudden a crack opens in the earth and the opponent is sent down it into and endless pit. The pit is made entirely of fire and the opponent catches fire on the way down and seems to be burning and falling for hours before the genjutsu ends, but really the genjutsu lasts only around 1 minute. Lasts 1 post. Opponent suffers severe distress and is stunned to be alive but is also sweating profusely and feels as if his/her body has been burned.

Name: Jacobs Latter
Rank: B
Chakra Cost: 60
Element: Lightning
Description: Dameon can create a stream of lightning to any object capable of conducting electricity. This can be done up to 100ft away and usually requires little effort to do so because of his already erratic naturally occuring chakra. This is used to disable an opponent of a weapon thats made of metal. The electricty will hit the metal and travel down hititng the nerves in the opponents hands making them drop their weapon as well as cause a jump in the opponents heart rate to near dangerous levels which can by him a few seconds as the opponent is literally stunned at what happened.

The Shinkokage smiled as he felt the grip of the Genjutsu take hold. As the Ground split, and the the Fire's spewed forth, and touched the Fake flame, impressed at how much effort had been put into them. Reaching out his mind past the Genjutsu, The Shinkokage saw with his true eyes, that his little Pup was still strggleing with Dameon, though it can as no surprise, as she was now, his power was still great than his, but soon that would change. As the flames of the Genjutsu raged on, the Seconds turning into Minutes, The Shinkokage spoke, "I am impressed Child, few could weave the mind as well as you have, but you know you can not win as you are now." The Shinkokage smiled a bleach white smile and said in a mocking voice, "You threw my little Pup away, shattered the poor thing, what she is now it completely your own doing, all I did was put her back to together". Suddenly, The Shinkokage burst into true Flames, not the red flames that let the forest, but utter black shadows. As the man on the Seat screamed in pain, from behind the chair, walk the boy in his Late teens, his eyes Pulsating a vivid Golden Hue. Finaly the Flames died down, and the boy brusted away the Ashs, and sat down. Suddely, the Shadows around the boy wavered, and his image changed to that of the Man that had just burn to death. with a Bleach white smile, The Shinkokage's golden eyes burned a blood red, and as his Grin wided, he said "But do not think such petty tricks will fool me boy, I'm Afriad she is Mine now child". With that, The Shinkokage activated the Shadow fragments that he had embeded into Hana's body.

The electrical charge run up her arms from the blades before she dropped them, and she didn't even find it surprising. She knew what had been coming since she ran towards him. His kick that immediately followed snapped her head sideways as she flew through the air. Everything seemed to slow down to that point. It was then she remembered the last time she had seen him. It had been the first time in a long time, yet she could feel what she felt then in that moment. And she felt more pain now then she had at any point in the past few weeks of dealing with this.

As she hit the ground, she slid along it in a cloud of dust. Hana pulled herself up, trying to peer through the cloud to see him. A line of blood slipping from her lips. When she could make out his figure, she was about to take a step forward, her hand outstretched as if it would pull her towards him faster. Then came the wave of pain crashing down on her shoulders. It forced her down to her knees again as the shadow fragments were activated, her hands pressed into the ground for balance as her back arched with the pain.

Though it was ignored as she stood again, her body shaking with the pressure of the mark, which now fully concealed her body. Her hair, once white, was now black as the smoke cleared to reveal her. Hana's eyes were black, filled with a blood lust that hadn't awakened for years. Her nails were longer, curved liked claws, as her hands half clenched several times in anticipation. Chest heaving with the sudden and erratic change she was still fighting back. But she didn't move forward.

Even after she had completely skipped the third stage, she still had a will to her. It was weak, but enough to stop her from moving for several seconds before Hana could hold it no longer. Then the only thing to mark she had been standing there was a swirl of dust. She was in front of Dameon within seconds, her leg coming around to return the kick he had tossed her with before.

Everything became slow motion once again as she followed his path easily as he flew through the air, ready to drive her claws clear through his stomach as he was in mid-air. But in her hesitation, she realized something. Tears began to stream from the corners of her eyes. Instead of impaling him with her claws, she drove her fist into his stomach with enough force to pin him against a nearby tree without going through him. There she froze, a line of blood running from her mouth as she breathed heavily. She tried to say something, but all she could do was growl low in her throat.

His heart sank even more as he saw the blood dripping from where he had kicked her. His rage completely gone as he now saw the truth that she was not herself and because the man he had confronted already was behind it. He looked down and in an instant was kicked in the side of the head, hard, as he blacked out and was sent flying into the air. By the time he had just enough time to see her mash him in the stomach with her fist as blood trickled from his mouth from both blows. He rose his hand up slightly and wiped the blood from his mouth.

“I won’t fight you, I can’t, you mean too much to me.” He said as he suddenly leaned forward into her fist more and toward her face as he kissed her lips. He didn’t know why he was admitting this now of all times but he couldn’t let the moment go to waste. He quickly pulled a small piece of paper from his pouch and placed it on her forehead with a seal clearly showing as well as her name on it. He released his lips from hers but held onto her unaware of what would happen when the demon would lose hold of her.

“As for you!” He said pointing back toward the man. “I left for her to find away to suppress the demon inside of her. Just remember if you were human you would be dead right now.” He said as he tossed three smoke grenades onto the ground, grabbed Hana, and shunshined out of the fiery ring that was circling the now destroyed building. He would keep moving too trying to get her as far away from the man as he could, hoping that there was a range limit the man had for what had obviously made her change.

The Shinkokage sat in the large chair, surrounded by the rubble and ashes, his head still resting in his hand, as he watched the man run off with the girl. Suddenlly, The Shinkokage let of a small chuckle, which grew into laughter that rebounded throught the surrounding forest. It was all going to perfectly, he sometimes though it amazing how easly his puppet's strings were pulled, it was amusiming to watch as he tugged here and there, and they fell right in line. He Seeds had been planted, and they would be watered with blood, and then he would reap the fruits of power that grew. Now he watched through the eyes of the girl as his puppet ran away....both of them. Then with a flick of his wrist, three orbs formed in his hand, an image in each, one of a Older man, feral as a wolf, another who's stark white eyes saw more than they revealed, and the last who's soul glowed with a Light that threated to crush the Shadows he had long spent sowing. Looking into each as they spun, The Shinkokage spoke, "Mitsu-chan, Hodaka-kun, and My little caged Bird, you time is almost up. The Black Queen has risen......Four seals have been broken, only One remains, how will you stop me now?"

(Sorry about the Delay, for some reason, I was just not able to get into this thing.)