Jin Arashi: The Storm Amongst the Mist

Chapter 3: Sickness

Watching his sensei's stance, Jin formed the next seal he needed and felt the chakra click in his mind. Blinking, he realized he'd lost his focus.

Leaning back, he avoided his sensei's strike for his neck. He barely managed to keep his balance as he moved his hands into the next seal.

"Bear."

Letting his weight continue over, Jin kicked off the ground and flipped onto his feet in a crouch.

"Tiger," Jin muttered, finally able to use his hands again, he rolled to the side and felt mud splash across his face. Pushing off the marsh-like ground, he landed on his feet and steadied himself.

Bringing his hands together, he interlocked his fingers.

"Typhoon Release: Consecutive Bursting Strong Winds!"

He felt his hair whip across his face, and he was forced to squint his eyes. Barely able to see, he tried to keep control of the Chakra tearing around him, threatening to break away.

Kicking off the ground, Ameyuri propelled herself backward, away from the immediate reach of the Jutsu. She watched as blades of water and wind spun to life around Jin, revolving faster and faster, slicing through the soft ground and forming deep grooves.

She waited for Jin to lose control of the Jutsu or use it against her, but neither happened. Jin was clearly struggling to keep control, and she didn't want to try reaching him through the blades.

This is the longest he's been able to keep control of this Jutsu though, I'm impressed. Ameyuri thought as she backed up another dozen feet. If Jin suddenly lost control of the Jutsu, the blades would fly off in random directions, and she wanted to have time to dodge.

Seeing Jin staring directly at her, Ameyuri tensed slightly. As she thought, Jin had finally gotten control over the Jutsu. Seconds passed, and Jin separated his hands.

He lost control, Ameyuri realized. Despite that, four of the wind blades were flying toward her. Most of them had missed, either breaking against the side of trees or burying themselves in the ground.

Crouching slightly, she sprinted toward the blades and jumped into the air, twisting to the side. Now parallel with the ground, she narrowly slid between the first two and dropped beneath the third.

Landing on her feet, she quickly hopped over the last one and heard them crash into trees behind her a moment later. Ameyuri was pleasantly surprised as Jin took the opening to gain ground.

Now the one forced to dodge a direct strike, she leaned back, her head only a foot from the ground as Jin's flying kick passed over-head.

Jin landed, prepared to slide a few feet in the mud, and successfully kept his balance. Ameyuri had taught him that fighting in the Land of Wind's unique climate was a difficult skill to learn. It didn't seem like much, but a slip in the mud had killed many foreign invaders.

Seeing his Sensei spin around on her hands, her foot coming around to kick him in the head, Jin tried to move away. Slipping, he desperately forced chakra into the ground through his feet, giving him enough traction to throw himself out of the way.

Flailing wildly through the air, Jin crashed face-first into the mud.

I'm so going to get lectured for this, Jin thought as he pushed himself up to his feet. Looking at himself, he realized he'd soaked himself entirely in the mud. Wiping his eyes as best as he could, he was relieved to see his Sensei standing still.

A large glob of mud fell to the ground from his eyelash, and Ameyuri's hands were no longer obscured from view. He started to call for a time out when Ameyuri crouched and punched the ground, burying her fist in the mud.