Demon With The White Eyes(Done)

Oni mainly focuses on Taijustu more then likely if he aims to hit you all you will see is his White eyes and hair moving and appearing in a flash as your Tenketsu's are demolished by the young hyuuga. Not one to use many techniques he will most likley only use his clan Taijustu it is extremely rare for him to use anything else. Basically he is a Hyugga fighter to the fullest.

Loki Hyuuga born into a family off Four him his dad, Robert Hyuuga and his mother, Sara hyuuga. He also had a younger brothet by two years.

Oni was a strange and weird young boy. Although he was born into the Hyuuga clan, his parent tried all the could to hide him from that life, there reasons for doing this though, will forever remain a mystery to him. Perhaps they knew what he would become. A monster, a killer. Oni’s mind was far beyond others of his age, becoming quite developed at the tender age of one. Learning to speak at such a young age, obviously led to complications. He was smart though, and never spoke until his 5th Birthday. Oni has only smiled once during his depressing life so far, he was jus 2 years old, walking the streets at night, alone. Odd behavior for a toddler. He was wandering so far from home, that he ended up in the Ghetto part of the village. A fight broke out between two ninjas on the side of the road, punching, kicking, and after a short while, Killing. This changed Oni, since that moment when he saw a dead body for the first time, his face has been unmoving, constantly Calm at all times.

In his mind he was never a child, at around the age of 3, rather then think as such a young person should, he approached everything with the wisdom and strategy of an elder. Nothing was ever simple, everything required a full out plan, even something as simple as walking into a new room. The world after all was a dangerous place. His family was ever so loving and supportive, though they had done all they could to steer the boy away from the dark life of violence. But no matter how hard they tried, the world was cruel to them. His parents, Robert and Sara, were just ordinary ninja’s, not very strong or powerful, and not very important. Just your average ordinary foot soldiers. To him, they were boring.

Being like he was, nothing interesting ever came his way, but how could it, every thought someone tried to give him, every time someone tried to involve him and his lack of interest would just throw it aside. When he had hit about 5 years of age, he began to train day in and day out, it was as though nothing else in the world mattered except his training. He smashed through the academy with a breeze, his parents had never been so proud and so worried in all their life. Oni was initiated as a full Ranked shinobi a week before his 8th birthday. And to celebrate, with natural instincts telling him to do so, he headed for the village outskirts when the night was dark enough to cover his shadows.

By this time, he dressed like an adult ninja, acted like an adult ninja, and was literally in the mindset of an adult ninja. Having no friends didn’t help this. He became a full fledged missinh nin at nine years of age.

Not much to be said about lokis first couple years as a missing shinobi he wondered the world doing all he felt like doing it was in his nature. by this time in his life the young boy would have killed about 50 ninja as they all fell short in challenging him, he rarley thought of his life back in the village but at sometimes his mind still wondered and at this time loki was picked up by the Akatsuki as a new memeber he really knew little about the group but at the time loki's mind was filled with anger and he just saw it as a way to get into more fights.

The young boy was only nine when he had his first real battle fleeing the village and like all missing nin he was stopped and surrounded by hunter nin, only reason they did not attemtp a silent kill was because of the young boys age but it would prove to be their downfall. Loki quickly killee the anbu showing them all the power of a true hyuuga and one with the powers of Jashinism at that, the young boys namr spread quickly after that and as the years went by others began to challenge him simply because they heard"The white fox is immortal" by the age of 13 the young boy had the battle experience of a sannin fighting almost twice a day at the least. at this time coming up on his 14 birthday loki lived in a hidden base he had formed with a few followers he picked up along his travels.....but there hideout was found by anothet rouge hyuuga who wished to challenge loki, the newcomer quickly killed lokis fellow missing nin as they slept but loki woke only too seethe slaughter.....even though he cared little for his companions loki charged the man with the two battling it out for three days with them both only using their gentle fist. But in the end loki won..... narrowly killing the man. He later found out that the man was the head of the hyuuga clan out to kill Loki for making a fool of the clan and as word spread about lokis victory the Akatsuki to notice by picking up the young man quickly...

the most normal of loki's days yet he did not do much in this little time as a akutsuki member killing a few high level shinobi here and there for the leader, but he liked to remain lowkey going out on a journey to get in touch with his inner self was all he wanted to do and on his 15 birthday he left going to a far way forest land where he stayed for a year with a hidden clan of monks that summoned and tamed beast and the longer loki stayed the more the group began to truat him which eventually led to the teaching of the clan ninjustu to loki, evn though the boy disliked ninjustu he did not pass up on the opportunity. With his new abilitys to summon and tame beast loki left his current residence heading back to the akatsuki Hq he was ready for a new challenge.

"Four-hundred and ninety-eight, Four-hundred and ninety-nine, Five hundred," Rippers muttered to himself as he walked down the corridors of the temple of time, in his left hand he held a large seventy kilo dumbbell which was covered in various circular black-metal weights that he was lifting up and down repeatedly with little visible strain, though his left bicep bulged and his veins visible coursed from the exercise. Upon reaching Five-hundred he dropped the weight to the floor behind him as he walked, Dawn broke over the Temple of time. Rippers stood in the courtyard in a black sleeveless shirt and tight training pants. A small bottle of water and a small pile of training blades, steel blades covered in Poisonous barbs, lay some distance off by a small boulder. His twin blades hung from his belts. He stood completely still, breathing very slowly, until he cleared all distractions from his mind. His muscular frame was completely at ease with his surroundings Suddenly, he was moving. In one fluid motion he unclipped and held one of his Twin blades. Starting with a high overhand slash, Rippers began to go through the basic attacks of The silver form of Tamiya against imaginary opponents. He was like a blur of movement, as one attack flowed into the next. His sequences were nearly perfect in form, but to him, they could be better. For ten minutes, he kept this up before suddenly unclipping and Holding his Other twin blade from his belt.

The transfer from Taimya to Hyomi-ryu, to even a trained eye, look fluid and natural. Yet, Rippers still thought it could be better. The sequences of Hyomi-ryu looked even better than Taimya. This was, after all, the first form he learned and knew the best.

Before long, a group of both Crusader and Acolytes had gathered and watched the spectacle before their eyes. Rippers kept these actions up, until finally leaping high into the air, and precisely cutting the rock by the training swordds and his water neatly down the middle with both blades. He landed neatly one knee on the ground, head bowed, Twin blades at his side.

He put away both blades and sweat from his body shined in the air against the morning sun. Standing, he turned and spoke to the crowd. " As Deus Lord of the Silver Order And the only current Lord, I ask anyone brave enough to approach and take a class to learn the way of the blade. Come quickly, for I have little patience."

Crow sat in the middle of an Volturi training room, empty other than torches along the wall. He was meditating, but his focus was on something else. He was focusing on Arua Presence. He was pushing it out as far as he could stretch it, and even for a S rank it was fairly impressive. He could feel every corridor and hallway of the Headquarters in Volterra; he could feel the grounds around it. He was becoming intoxicated by how the place seemed to help him stretch his abilities.

He opened his eyes slowly and stretched out his legs to place them both back on the ground; he had somehow managed to pick himself up while meditating, he had never done that before. He made a tight fist and studied it, he felt stronger somehow. Since coming to the Volturi he could feel his strength increasing, but without a steady line of training to show him the ways he would soon fizzle into nothingness.

his dark Arura was now wrapping itself around crow; he couldn’t take the frustration anymore. He flexed his hand again, but this time he could feel something, something powerful. He drew on his frustration and with the aid of the Headquarters’s influence Crow could feel it pool into his hand before stretching outwards.

“Show me who is strongest here!”

He bellowed in anger as he hurled this…thing from his hand. It felt solid for a split second, but as it left his grip from the throw, it vanished into a purple-black mist. Crow stopped as the numerous Voltri guards flooded the area he swiflty counted each number about 30 mid ranking Volturi he grinned slowly as he began to walk around the room in a circle motion and quickly shouted

GO!!

And suddenly, he was moving. In one fluid motion he began a 360 degree side ways twist just as one of the guards were charging kicking him dead in the face landing with his heel tucked inside of the mans mouth he whispered to the crowd of guards

one....

and as he spoke 3 guards began to rush him one coming in for a over hand strike and the other to trying to kick at his side but crow quickly jumped high above them as they all hit each other and soon after crow falling landing on the mans head that came in for the over hand strike he flipped again landing with his back facing the three then he placed one hand on the ground and hit all three with a spinning heel kick that sent them flying into the walls of the room.....

four

crow whispered soflty as the crowd of Volturi all gasped at the agility of the man and all decided to rush him at one but it was to late crow was already moving towards them quickly kicking the front 2 with a spinning round house kick then landing dead in the middle of the remaing warriors he flipped landing in a hand stand and began spinning at A rank speeds kicking about 7 of the Volturi square in the face causing them to run away in pain and as for the other 28 the all backed up drawing there sword and each pointing them towards crow as he flipped over from the handstand landing on his feet he chuckled at the sight of the swords drawn and whispered

eleven

and slowly picked up three of the fallen warriors swords holding the blades across from his chest with one more blade against his teeth. The blade held along the teeth being held parallel from the ground. he quickly let out a burst of arura and began to spin like a rolling wheel at warriors with their swords, eventually coming to a head with a tornado-like move while continually thrusting the swords at the warriors. crow begins to attack with all three blades in a single movement. This attack leaves cuts shaped like crows' feet. on most if not all of the remaing warriors causing them to scream in pain and it also postioned crow in the center of all the warriors.....and before they could all regain themselfs crow began slashing upwards tearing throught the Warriors with the three blades slicing about 10 of the warriors clean in half as he ran through them then quickly dropped the blades and looked at the remaining warriors
as he looked at a girl that stood out from the rest and said


twenty nine...

and as crow spoke he shoot his arura out killing the last of the Warriors all but the girl...and as for the girl......The girl's hands were nearly shaking with anticipation. Crow masoto. She still didn't understand how it had happened, but she was going to Fight the Volturi commander one on one. Luck? Maybe. Perhaps he saw some sort of potential talent in her. She nearly laughed at the thought. Unlikely, but...maybe. She could hope.

the girl shifted her weight from one foot to the other then charged at Crow slashing downward at his shoulder....crow dodging to the side as he chuckled lightly the girl pivoted on her heel and came witha kick hitting crow dead in the chest..it was unexpected lucky the girl was fairly weaker than crow cause as the foot landed he grabbed her leg and began punching her in the rib about 20 time then threw her to the side smashing square into the wall....the girl was shocked but quickly regained herself and did something unexpected she lifted all the swords in the area and launched them at crow 29 swords moving at B ranks speed crow laughed knocked them all away with his arura blast and looked the girl square in the eyes placing here under his illusion affect it was over the girl was running around the room screaming about being attacked by crows and as she got close to crow he quickly sliced her arm off and whispered.....30.... and slowly began to walk out of the training room as healers began to fill the room gathering the dead and taking the rest to the medical complex.....

[Crow Exits]