Instructor: Again!
My body was in agonising pain, my blood trickled down my arm and fell onto the wooden floor beneath my feet. The wounds on my body stung as my blood slowly began to clot my wounds trying its best to recover from the beatings I was receiving. I wasn't going to be able to take much more of this as my instructor cleaned my blood off of his sword. I was completely exhausted but I knew my trainings had only just begun. I wanted to protest but it would only lead to more wounds. He stared at me with disappointment in his face as he always did, he always expected more from me and I was never able to live up to those high expectations. Blood loss was beginning to get to me as I was starting to lose my footing stepping on the pile of blood that corrupted the floorboards.
Instructor: IS THIS REALLY IT.STAND AND FIGHT YOUNG MASTER.
However my plan worked as I kicked the puddle of blood towards him in attempt to get him off his balance. The blood particles flung towards him as they collided together getting stronger before landing directly onto his skin. I extended my arm towards my instructor opening my palm releasing all the built up tension in my hand. The blood then sunk into skin causing a sharp pain which would lead to mini blood ruptures inside his body causing him to collapse. Or that was what it was supposed to do atleast as it seems all my blood did was cause minor pains to his arm as he looked down at where the pain was like it was a mosquito sucking blood. Before I could use anymore of my blood a sharp pain filled my stomach as blood dripped from my mouth. My instructor had his fist planted in my stomach as my blood slattered onto his fist. He pulled his fist back making my whole body fall to the ground in pain. I held my stomach in agony as my face was stained in the puddle of my own blood. This was too much, this always happened to me. My instructor looked down on me as I clutched my body shivering from the pain and blood loss.
Instructor: How disappointing. All you've done is disappoint me day after day [he wipes the blood off of his hand before resting his foot down on my head applying pressure] You are supposed to be the future of our clan yet your this weak. How are we to compete with the Zen'in and Gojo Clan if your this pathetic. NOW STAND UP AN..
A beam of blood intentionally misses the instructors head, the blood had left a hole in several walls as it travelled almost like a beam of light. However the instructor wasn't unharmed from this beam as a cut on his cheek as the blood beam grazed his cheek. The man breathed a heavy sigh as he turned around to face the person who had attacked him.
???: GET YOUR FOOT OFF MY YOUNGER BROTHER RIGHT NOW IF YOU KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YOU!
Noritoshi Kamo stood at the dojos entrance as blood surrounded him due to his furious mood. Both my instructor and brother both just stared at each other neither one moving however both ready to attack the other at any moment. The first one to move was the instructor as he removed his foot from my head and began walking over to my brother, hatred in his eyes.
Instructor: The next time a dirty mixed blood like yourself tells me what to do I wont think twice of killing you regardless of your last name. (y/n) your next lesson will be soon Dont you dare disappointment me young master.
With those last words the Instructor left the room shutting the door behind him with a loud slam, making the wood shake from the force. Nortoshi quickly ran over to me assessing my wounds and pale skin. Since we had blood relation he was able to manipulate my blood that covered the floor back into my body and clotting the wounds. I still had internal pains but atleast I wasn't going to die now. I sat up and leaned against my elder brother, feeling comfortable with my brothers presence.
Nortoshi: Next time he does this you must tell father (y/n). I cant keep coming to your aid, it pains me to see you like this constantly. It doesn't matter anyways, that fool will get what he deserves for disrespecting me and hurting my younger brother.
