[Learning] Supplementary Jutsu [Complete]

Water Walking
Requirements: D-Ranked Jutsu Training
Description: By focusing chakra in your feet, one can walk on walls, ceilings, and even water! The training for this is more difficult than other Supplementary techniques, because of the necessity for good chakra control.
Posts Required: 4

(4 Posts)
Current Rank: E
Current Title: Genin
Current RTPs: 5/60 for D Rank

As he sprinted forward down the path way, he could not help but think about the girl that had helped him. The faint smell of her perfume was still lofting through his nasal passage as he moved forward like a speeding bullet. He could also not help but feel that the men in white lab coats were hot on his trail, despite any head-start the girl might have given him.

With a quick peak over his left shoulder to check, his fears were realized as he spotted three of the men coming after him, hot on his trail. He swallowed hard and took in a deep inhale of oxygen as he forced his legs to churn even faster and continued to run forward down the long path way that lead away from the hospital. He did not know this village at all and he did not know where this path lead, but as his bare feet beat down against the hard stones with every heavy step, he knew he had better figure it out fast if he wanted to get away from these men and avoid returning to that institution under their power.

Breathing heavily, Wysal's chest began to ache and he slowed in his pace as he strained to catch his air. He had been moving with such rapid progression that he now wondered how much distance he had put between himself and the men pursuing him. As he turned to look over his shoulder once again, he was met with a terrible sight. They had not slowed up one bit and were still right behind him, one of them reaching a hand forward in an effort to snatch at Wysal's hospital gown.

With a hard sag of his shoulder, Wysal avoided the man's incoming grasp and changed directions, heading off the pathway and into the foliage that lined either sides of the walkway. He darted through the narrow space between two trees and began to weave through the obstacle course of brush and branches that lie ahead of him.

Inhaling deeply through his nostrils in an attempt to control his breath and maintain this pace, his eyes darted rapidly from side to side as he constantly kept look out for the next tree to run around or the next bush to hurdle in an effort to widen the gap between himself and the men chasing him.

"Get back here! STOP!" they cried as he continued to flee.

Suddenly, the intensity of the sun increased as Wysal broke through the tree line and came running right out into a large, open field.

The grass was so green and lush that he couldn't help but stop and stare at it for several seconds, taking it all in. There were people playing and singing and dancing merrily all across the open field and for a short period, Wysal had a hard time understanding the scene. The public park was an impressive sight to say the least, but Wysal himself had never seen anything like it. Especially not in a place such as the Village Hidden in the Mist. There, the air was so foggy and the weather so unkind and gray, that one was hard pressed to even enjoy a stroll out doors, let alone come and frolic through the grass and sing like a bird at the expansive blue skies. His jaw dropped slightly as he stood, taking it all in and feeling the amazing sensation of the warm sun on his skin.

A cool breeze roamed through the thin material that covered his body and lifted it away from his bare skin; bringing Wysal to a sudden understanding.

My clothes!

The heat of the previous events and the threat that pursued him even now, had lead him all the way to this point before he realized he was wearing nothing but a hospital gown. The material was a dull white, with little speckles of blue to match the garmet's trim around neck and sleeves. Though it had buttons that lined the front, the bottom was more like a dress than anything and the breeze found little trouble in lifting it up for all the world to see beneath. Fast hands worked to pull the gown back down to cover himself as he looked left and right, trying to figure out his next move.

Now, not only would he need to lose these guys chasing him, but make his way back to the hospital to collect his gear.

Without further hesitation, Wysal took off, just in time to avoid the closing hand of one of the doctors chasing him.

"Damnit, I had him!" called the man, his tone growing more and more irritated and out of breath.

Wysal too was growing tired and his stamina in this ongoing, high-pace was dwindling with each step he took. The muscles in his thighs, and lower legs burned and screamed for more oxygen to sustain this intense workout. His lungs felt like they were throbbing as his heart pounded hard due to the strenuous exertion he was putting forth. This was not all in vain however, and Wysal knew it. Once he was able to lose these men, he would be able to circle back and take a more stealthy approach to getting back into the hospital and finding his belongings.

He could only hope that he would find all of his things upon infiltrating the hospital, since the last time he could remember having them, was upon fleeing the Hidden Mist.

There was no telling what sorts of strange things had happened between his last memory and the time he awoke in the hospital, but all he could do now was try to keep on moving and pick up the pieces as he found them. Hopefully, he could find a way to arrange them later on, into some sort of comprehensive answer to his questions.

As he dug deep and ran hard up the next small hill of the public park, he noticed the men were falling behind as they scrambled to try and make it up the steep incline. Wysal smirked slightly, feeling like this might be his chance to lose them for good, but as he came to the peak of the hill and looked ahead, his heart sank.

There; directly before him, was a pond. His breath escaped his lungs in a heavy sigh as he felt like this was a dead end. He dared not to jump into the water and swim, for it would be a fool's chore and the men would surely surround the water and capture him once he made it to the shore line.

Think damnit! c'mon they're coming! begged Wysal to his mind, trying to encourage some sort of thought process to help him out of this mess.

The heavy breathing of the doctors could be heard coming up the hill behind him and Wysal knew he did not have time to try and run around the pond. Taking a deep breath, he made up his mind and prepared himself; he would have to go right through it.

Wysal was no stranger to the world of shinobi and the incredible feats of the ANBU and real Ninja, however, in his current state, without any of his Ninja tools or gear, he felt as fragile and vulnerable as a small child. One thing that stood out in the mind of Wysal as he reflected on the skills of powerful shinobi, was their ability to focus their chakra into their hands or feet in order to climb trees or walk on water.

This was exactly the type of focus Wysal needed to maintain if he wanted to get out of this and keep his freedom. With another deep breath inward, he closed his eyes, focused hard and took his first step onto the surface of the water...

Approved Jutsu added and 5 RTP gained.