Feel the heatz(training/closed)

Dray had just arrived in kumogakure no sato yester- night. Despite his late entry into kumo, he still made sure to get to the raikage tower though he was aware that the raikage was on a travel to konoha because he met her there. Looks like she went on a mission herself. A rare thing to do. Dray had woken up this morning. He was not the least bit tired. He was used to it. Konohagakure was fun, he would admit but it was not as good as home... Kumogakure. Home, sweet home. Dray wondered how saburo was faring. Perhaps, he could pay him a sweet and unexpected visit. Miuu had spent the pleasant dark night in dray's quiet home but she had quickly left and went into the village quite early. She was pretty excited to see it all today, dray thought as he did not see her when he woke up. Now, now.. What to do today.. Dray thought..
Nothing special. He was back to resuming his responsibility of over seeing the village while in the shadows afterall, he was an anbu of the cloud.
Dray got up from bed. He washed his face first. He paused a bit.. he knew what he was thinking.. he was back in kumo and he needed to see her soon, it had been quite a while. Dray undressed and went into the bathroom. He washed himself for quite a long time since he missed that cool water that ran from the streams of kumogakure. He finally got out of the bath and cleaned himself dry. He put on his clothes consisting of a black jounin vest with a long sleeve inner wear, black shinobi pants and a long high collared sleeveless jacket. He put on his sandals too as straped samehada to his back. He armed himself with basic projectiles and weapons and his A- ranked katana too. You never can know what to expect in the village of clouds.

Dray would exit his home with the hope of finding something interesting to do in kumogakure. Everyday in this pleasant village always had something fascinating about it. Dray walked through the village calmly. He moved his eyes carefully, paying attention to almost everything that happened and using those ace eyes of his to put down every significant detail. There was nothing fascinating that caught his eye yet. There were no two people brawling, annoying men running here and there, females fighting over a man. Kumogakure sure looked strange. What in the name of what had happened while he was gone? The place sure looked strict and well organized.
Without anything fun to do in the village, dray headed towards the village gates. He loved to train in quietness and that was why he was heading out of the village. Getting to the village gates, he met no hinderances. He was an S- ranked shinobi of the cloud. Only the raikage had the guts to stop him from exiting the village.

Getting to the outskirts of the village, dray would wonder what aspect of himself needed to improve and there it was. He had just unlocked his katon element though he had not had any real jutsu with it. Perhaps, this was the right time for that.
Dray concentrated his chakra and kneaded it inside of him.. While this chakra kneading was in progress, dray's mind flashback..

As he continued running swiftly through the area, the atmosphere grew extremely cold and silent... The birds had stopped flying as earlier and the very tense environment had now become still as a graveyard. Dray landed unto the streets of the main village of kumogakure as he saw people sobbing silently, shinobis lying heavily injured on the floor, medic nins patrolling the area and other higher shinobis pacing the area restlessly and consciously... What the hell had happend was the question that filled dray's head... He heard a shinobi mumble to the other...while we had mustered our men to the front gates hoping that they would attack head on, they tricked us by sending in elite ninjas from the shadows and now, see what this has cost us...men, shinobis, comrades, friends, families...as he fell to the floor in grief.... Hearing this little but relevant piece of information, dray raced down to his home. The thoughts of his father, his mother, his little beautiful cousin, randomly banging in his head. A part of him was rest assured that they were safe because his father was no ordinary man when it came to skills in bukijutsu but another part of him was still restless...
As dray got to the frontage of his home, he opened the door to emptiness. He could not find anything but his eyes quickly caught someone with a mask flying out the window. As dray was about to give chase, the person was already gone. Be it a male or a female but dray was able to see two little engraved blades attached to two strands of hair that unfortunately fell out of the mask of the person. Holding to that piece of evidence, dray was brought back to reality as he had a faint voice coming from a dark corner of the room.. He recognized it to be his father's blood and quickly moved over to him. Upon getting closer to him, dray felt a thick liquid under his foot even though he was wearing a pair of sandals. He managed to look down as he saw thick pure red blood flowing around him as he traced it into the corner of the room where the voice from earlier had come from. With eyes wide open, dray could see his mother and younger cousin lying in the arms of his half dead father... Dray was short of words...he opened his mouth to speak but no words proceeded forth... His father saved him the trouble and explained that a group of elite ninjas stormed the village and did this...probably to other families too... With last words of encouragement and some presentations to dray, his father gave up the ghost... Understanding what had just happened, his father dead, his mother dead, his younger sister dead, It all felt like it was his fault.. If he had stayed home like his mother had wanted, things could have changed or he could have died with them... If he had allowed his younger sister with him to the forest, her life could have been saved... With all these guilt swarming in his head, a deafening sound came from within as dray let out a beastful cry that woke him up to the present as he continued this terrifying roar with his eyes glowing brightly blue like an ancient ice dragon, the body of water in the area all standing firm and upright and thick solid ice thrusting defensively around him as if responding to his every command.... Dray calmed himself as he put down in head in pain... Why did he have to remember this past today... Why were spears of ice thrusting out around him when he did not create them..was this the power of his abilities acting on his emotions... He questions were far more than the answers he had... But the one thing that made sense to him was the little engraved blades hidden in the two long strands of hair of the elite ninja who he believed to kill his family..
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Dray finally came back to reality. The present world, that is since reality always did not mean in present times. He was burning within himself. A huge feeling of hatred. All of his lungs were about to. fully explode. With extreme anger, dray opened his mouth and right out came a great ball of fire condensed with dray's katon chakra. The great fireball incinerated a medium sized tree some few metres away from him but dray was not done just yet. He picked up his pace at a rapid level as he started to breath fire on the little vegetation as he ran along. He was sorry for destroying these fine products of nature. These little and common vegetations too had lives of their own afterall, they were living, they had a home which was the earth, they probably had families too as they would reproduce and now, what dray had just done was to destroy these creations of nature. It was not his fault though. Not at all. He only did it for the greater good. To get something, you have to sacrifice something else, most people said. He had to improve in his skills. He had to get better. If he did not, he would not be able to protect this area, this land, this earth which these little vegetations call home when the time for war came so for now, they should be glad and should also be ready to sacrifice whatever vegetation was present for dray's training.

Dray stopped the fire breath. He was not exhausted. Not just yet. What had he done than set a medium sized tree ablaze and incinerate little vegetations. If he was to get pretty stronger than he is, he still had more to do. Much much more things to do in terms of training and other things too. All he needed was the muse. The urge to go on. Something to push him, to move him past his limits. That was all that was required. Dray thought about his family. That was what had been driving him. The source behind his never giving up attitude. The thought of seeing his father die.. His mother murder, his sister slain... It all made him sick, it made him made, he losed himself. It always fueled his anger, an undying hatred, it was a continuous combustion process. Dray could feel the heat. He was supressing it as he should not have to be actually doing. This was the moment to let it all out, if he did not do it right now, he might never have any chance to do so ever again. Dray felt beads of sweat forming a beautiful pattern on his fore head. Controlling this katon chakra was harder than dray had ever thought. If the control level had been perfectly stabilized, suppresing the hatred the chakra nature brought was another obstacle that had to be fully overcomed. Though the chakra nature seemed to have both love and hatred parties in it. The attitude of the person possesing the katon element itself would determine what party would take over what party or so dray thought. As dray was a person that had an un- imaginable size of hatred sealed in a corner of him which was that of the death of his entire family which was not even more than three people though they meant the whole world to him, this katon element began to draw it out into the open. Dray could keep it no longer enclosed in himself. He had to let it out or he himself would be reduced to ashes by the heat of the chakra itself after he had been burned.

Forcefully folding both of his arms in, dray would release them wildly like a dreadful beast released from a cage as a gust of wind would be sent in an outward manner. Both of dray's hands would be engulfed in fire as well as his eyes that would emit small sparks of fire.
Picking up his pace again, dray would rush toward a large tree, a tree more bigger than the last one and this tree had a few branches too. Of course, dray had attended the village of the cloud's shinobi academy adding to the fact that he had been an outstanding studen during his academy years. Always the best amongst his peer. Due to so, he vividly remembered the basic training in taijutsu. Striking the tree here and there, up and down, left and right, dray would continue striking harder and harder and harder. Harder and harder and harder. His strikes would carry more force. They would have more destructive power. Dray's voice would go from a low whimp to a loud roar. A roar so deep that it would be mistaken to that of a beast. Hitting the tree in different spots, different directions, breaking off numerous branches off of the tree here and there while jumping high and lÓw, to and fro.
With a charged force combined with pure anger, dray would heavily strike the center of the tree with a clenched fist of fire as the tree would break and fall to the ground with little fire on some of the leaves... Dray would finally finish as he would breathe heavily.. The hatred had subsidized but dray knew it only went to hide. It was there somewhere. It would find some other time to come out in the open. Dray just wished he could control it sooner than later..
Taking a very brief rest, not taking up to fifteen minutes, dray would head back into the village....
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EXIT