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A Mosey Through Mock Town
Isao had become so distracted by the loud call of some mysterious being that He hadn't noticed that he jumped into the opening into Mock Town. He sailed through the air, looking behind him for whatever possible threat may have appeared. Was that a bird or something? Isao would not have the chance to find out, as he slammed into the back of a building's wall. The impact caused Isao to leave an imprint of his body on the wall, but it didn't look like he quite broke through. Isao looked around, attempting to get his bearings. He was lucky that he was on the back side of the building. From what he could tell, no-one had seen his accident. Brushing himself off for the second time today, Isao casually made his way down the small alleyway into the main street. What he saw next was a jaw dropping experience for him.

Before the young man was a street full of humans. They really did look like Skypians without their wings. Some were offering services while some were simply walking up and down the street. He saw a pair of humans seeming to be arguing and getting ready to fight. Some watched on with intrigue, seeming to wonder what would happen next. Isao's hand would instinctively reach up to hide the gills that were on his traps, forgetting that he was in his shinobi suit. He was careful enough to ensure that he was well covered. The average person would be unable to tell that he was a Fishman. It would be best that way. Refocusing himself, he realized that his arrival here was perfect. It meant that He could get the information that he needed. Someone had to have the information on how to get to the sky. The Knock Up Stream was surely the only way to get to the sky.

Since he had seen that there were a number of people going into the Tavern, He figured it would be the best place to start. Walking though the street, he pushed the swinging doors aside and found himself in a large room with a number of humans sitting about. Some seemed to be carrying on, enjoying their drinks, while a few seemed to look Isao over as he entered the bar. Without much thought, Isao made his way to the bartender and slapped a hand on the table. He would be grinning underneath his mask, but there was no way to tell.


"Yo, I heard that there was something called a Knock Up Stream. I figured I could take it up into the sky to find out if there is land up there. Do you know where I can find one of those things?"


Isao looked on with excitement in his eyes, whether he realized it or not. To see a human town like this, full of, well, humans, was something quite unusual for him. Luckily, no one had noticed Isao's face to the wall accident, and he attracted no attention to himself. Under the radar behavior would be good for him, given his status as a Fishman. Isao saw men and women entering and exiting a tavern on the street. The tavern was a popular one, and so it got a lot of customers. Isao quickly realized going there would make sense. Perhaps there was someone there that had some information that would be useful to him.

Entering the tavern, Isao made his way straight to the bar. What he did next, though, was surprising to say the least. Walking up to the bartender, Isao slammed his hand onto the table with excitement, asking - loud and clear - a question that was so entrenched in his mind that he could not even sleep if he wanted to.


"Yo, I heard that there was something called a Knock Up Stream. I figured I could take it up into the sky to find out if there is land up there. Do you know where I can find one of those things?"




Every last man and woman looked over at Isao with a dumbfounded look on their face. A moment of silence for the absurd question, before laughter took the tavern like a roar.

Bwahahahaha!!!

Huahahahahaha!!!

Ghahaha what an idiot!

Kuakakaka, look at this fool!


A land in the sky he said, hyahahaha!

The crowd laughed, in disbelief. Sitting at the bar over to the right was man with white hair and a tattoo covering his whole left arm.



More of this nonsense... What a moron.

The man said outloud, before turning toward Isao.

Oi, get the hell out of here you clown! We're trying to enjoy a drink here.

The man said, referring to Isao's strange getup.

Oh man, Roshio is mad at him. This won't end well...

One of the men in the crowd said.
 
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Isao looked on with excitement in his eyes, whether he realized it or not. To see a human town like this, full of, well, humans, was something quite unusual for him. Luckily, no one had noticed Isao's face to the wall accident, and he attracted no attention to himself. Under the radar behavior would be good for him, given his status as a Fishman. Isao saw men and women entering and exiting a tavern on the street. The tavern was a popular one, and so it got a lot of customers. Isao quickly realized going there would make sense. Perhaps there was someone there that had some information that would be useful to him.

Entering the tavern, Isao made his way straight to the bar. What he did next, though, was surprising to say the least. Walking up to the bartender, Isao slammed his hand onto the table with excitement, asking - loud and clear - a question that was so entrenched in his mind that he could not even sleep if he wanted to.





Every last man and woman looked over at Isao with a dumbfounded look on their face. A moment of silence for the absurd question, before laughter took the tavern like a roar.

Bwahahahaha!!!

Huahahahahaha!!!

Ghahaha what an idiot!

Kuakakaka, look at this fool!


A land in the sky he said, hyahahaha!

The crowd laughed, in disbelief. Sitting at the bar over to the right was man with white hair and a tattoo covering his whole left arm.



More of this nonsense... What a moron.

The man said outloud, before turning toward Isao.

Oi, get the hell out of here you clown! We're trying to enjoy a drink here.

The man said, referring to Isao's strange getup.

Oh man, Roshio is mad at him. This won't end well...

One of the men in the crowd said.
"Yo, I heard that there was something called a Knock Up Stream. I figured I could take it up into the sky to find out if there is land up there. Do you know where I can find one of those things?"

Isao asked the bartender with excitement, hoping that he could finally go to this land of his ancestors. The idea of seeing the island in the sky was ingrained in the boy's head since he could remember. They were told to him every night, after a long hard day of training with his father. How his mother's face would light up when she told him of The City of Gold. He remembered that she told him that the greatest treasure of all was a bell, that bound that Shandians to a promise made between themselves and the friend of the village eons ago. From what he could recall, that bell had long been lost and the village in the sky had not found it. His mother, Selina, however stated that the day that she married Nino, she swears she heard the ring of the bell in the sky. He always thought that maybe he would one day find the bell in the land of the sky. The response that came next was not what he expected. The moment that those fated words left his lips, the bar erupted into laughter.

Bwahahahaha!!!

Huahahahahaha!!!

Ghahaha what an idiot!

Kuakakaka, look at this fool!

A land in the sky he said, hyahahaha!

More of this nonsense... What a moron.


The crowd continued to laugh in disbelief at Isao as he stood there and took their disrespect. His hand which lay on the table clenched into a fist. His body shook slightly from his anger. They laughed at him, sure, but it was like they were laughing at her. He scanned their faces, getting a gauge of the room. Before he could say anything else, his eyes fell upon the man who sat next to him. He had white hair that was twisted into braids and his left arm was covered in one big tattoo. He seemed to be grinning as he turned to face Isao. His next words were loud enough for the rest of the crowd to hear.

Oi, get the hell out of here you clown! We're trying to enjoy a drink here.

Isao made eye contact with the man for a moment. He would stare him down in silence for a moment, before turning back to the bartender. He slapped the bar a few more times before yelling at the bartender, in order to speak over the crowd again. He had no idea who Roshio was and didn't really care about him. He was there to have his question answered. He wasn't going to waste his time arguing with some random asshole.

So do you know where I can find a knock up stream or not!?"
 
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"Yo, I heard that there was something called a Knock Up Stream. I figured I could take it up into the sky to find out if there is land up there. Do you know where I can find one of those things?"

Isao asked the bartender with excitement, hoping that he could finally go to this land of his ancestors. The idea of seeing the island in the sky was ingrained in the boy's head since he could remember. They were told to him every night, after a long hard day of training with his father. How his mother's face would light up when she told him of The City of Gold. He remembered that she told him that the greatest treasure of all was a bell, that bound that Shandians to a promise made between themselves and the friend of the village eons ago. From what he could recall, that bell had long been lost and the village in the sky had not found it. His mother, Selina, however stated that the day that she married Nino, she swears she heard the ring of the bell in the sky. He always thought that maybe he would one day find the bell in the land of the sky. The response that came next was not what he expected. The moment that those fated words left his lips, the bar erupted into laughter.

Bwahahahaha!!!

Huahahahahaha!!!

Ghahaha what an idiot!

Kuakakaka, look at this fool!

A land in the sky he said, hyahahaha!

More of this nonsense... What a moron.


The crowd continued to laugh in disbelief at Isao as he stood there and took their disrespect. His hand which lay on the table clenched into a fist. His body shook slightly from his anger. They laughed at him, sure, but it was like they were laughing at her. He scanned their faces, getting a gauge of the room. Before he could say anything else, his eyes fell upon the man who sat next to him. He had white hair that was twisted into braids and his left arm was covered in one big tattoo. He seemed to be grinning as he turned to face Isao. His next words were loud enough for the rest of the crowd to hear.

Oi, get the hell out of here you clown! We're trying to enjoy a drink here.

Isao made eye contact with the man for a moment. He would stare him down in silence for a moment, before turning back to the bartender. He slapped the bar a few more times before yelling at the bartender, in order to speak over the crowd again. He had no idea who Roshio was and didn't really care about him. He was there to have his question answered. He wasn't going to waste his time arguing with some random asshole.

So do you know where I can find a knock up stream or not!?"
The crowd laughed at Isao and his belief that the land in the sky existed. There was not one man or woman in the bar that believed in such fairytales. In fact, they were all dumbfounded that an adult could believe into something so absurd. As more and more laughter piled on, Isao was growing visibly frustrated and angry, clenching his fist. Roshio told Isao to get the hell out of there, but the man persisted. Slamming his hand onto the bar a few more times, Isao asked again, inquiring to see if anyone here knew where to find the Knock Up Stream or not. The crowd continued to laugh, louder even than before. But Roshio had had enough. Gritting his teeth, the man, who had also had a few drinks by now, stood up, turned and swung toward Isao.

O-oh...!

Oh boy, here it comes!


Some in the crowd reacted as Roshio swung. A punch straight to the face, aiming to send Isao flying.

I thought I told you to get the hell out of here with your fairytales!

Roshio shouted, his anger at Isao's absurdity clear.
 
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The crowd laughed at Isao and his belief that the land in the sky existed. There was not one man or woman in the bar that believed in such fairytales. In fact, they were all dumbfounded that an adult could believe into something so absurd. As more and more laughter piled on, Isao was growing visibly frustrated and angry, clenching his fist. Roshio told Isao to get the hell out of there, but the man persisted. Slamming his hand onto the bar a few more times, Isao asked again, inquiring to see if anyone here knew where to find the Knock Up Stream or not. The crowd continued to laugh, louder even than before. But Roshio had had enough. Gritting his teeth, the man, who had also had a few drinks by now, stood up, turned and swung toward Isao.

O-oh...!

Oh boy, here it comes!


Some in the crowd reacted as Roshio swung. A punch straight to the face, aiming to send Isao flying.

I thought I told you to get the hell out of here with your fairytales!

Roshio shouted, his anger at Isao's absurdity clear.
The crowd laughed louder than before to Isao's demands. He was not a fan of being made fun of, but he didn't feel like they were worth it. Roshio wasn't satisfied with Isao ignoring him. They didn't know. How could they? Why would they know about an island in the sky... when they don't even have any wings!? Isao's face was calm under his mask. They would never aspire to be anything. Isao could see Roshio's right arm tense up as it brought back his fist to strike Isao in the face. He took the time to look around at the laughing group of humans. Humans were pretty weak apparently.

"You're slow..."

Forming a hand-sign with his left hand, Isao moved swiftly along the path of the strike and lessening the power of the strike. Bunshin no jutsu. The fist hit it's mark, pushing Isao with it's momentum and sending him spinning through the air. He would bust through a few tables before hitting the wall. That part hurt a little. His jaw had already formed a bruise. His left hand would nurse his chin as he sat up. He slowly stood up, cracking his neck before seeming to do little hops from left to right. He rotated both arms in circles before throwing a one-two punch at the air.

"Hey man, we really don't gotta do this. How about I just buy you a drink?"

Isao could see it in his eyes. This Roshio guy was drunk. Isao had gotten drunk before. Sometimes people take things a little far when they are under the influence. Everyone else here was probably just egging him on too. He wasn't entirely sure yet. Hopefully his technique was enough. As far as anyone knew, Roshio hit Isao hard. Let them live their lives having no dreams if they want. He was a nice guy, but he didn't let people just push him around. If this guy really was a bad guy, he was about to get stung.

Bunshin no Jutsu:Multiple copies of Isao are seen at once in various places as a result of Isao’s speed. The copies cannot talk, breath, or cause any damage so anyone who is extremely observant or uses observation haki can notice who is the true Isao.
41 ninjutsu and movement speed
 
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Roshio's fist flew forward, intent on sending Isao flying. To the naked eye, that was exactly what happened. A fool dreaming about a land in the sky pissed Roshio off, and the latter sent the former flying with a punch. The crowd, boozed up, were enjoying themselves, witnessing the brawl. However, Roshio remained silent after the punch. In fact, his eyes had narrowed, as if he was squinting, looking hard. Something was off. He barely grazed the man, it felt like he had barely hit him - and yet, Isao went flying. Something was wrong. In fact, faking getting punched was harder than avoiding a punch altogether. It required more precision, skill and speed. Roshio, even though he was liquored up, was put on guard. But, the alcohol did make him brave.

You think you're smart eh...?!

Roshio shouted. To the crowd, it would seem like he was referring to Isao's offer to buy him a drink. But in fact, Roshio was referring to Isao's stunt earlier, when he had faked getting hit.

I'll show you why foolish dreams like that are not tolerated here.

Roshio said, grabbing his revolver off of the bar counter, where he had placed it while he was drinking. He aimed the revolver at Isao.

Oi oi, that's a bit much...

A man from the crowd whispered, though he didn't dare say it outloud. The laughter was gone, the situation having quickly escalated. Roshio grit his teeth, pulling the trigger.

Say your prayers, fool.

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Roshio's fist flew forward, intent on sending Isao flying. To the naked eye, that was exactly what happened. A fool dreaming about a land in the sky pissed Roshio off, and the latter sent the former flying with a punch. The crowd, boozed up, were enjoying themselves, witnessing the brawl. However, Roshio remained silent after the punch. In fact, his eyes had narrowed, as if he was squinting, looking hard. Something was off. He barely grazed the man, it felt like he had barely hit him - and yet, Isao went flying. Something was wrong. In fact, faking getting punched was harder than avoiding a punch altogether. It required more precision, skill and speed. Roshio, even though he was liquored up, was put on guard. But, the alcohol did make him brave.

You think you're smart eh...?!

Roshio shouted. To the crowd, it would seem like he was referring to Isao's offer to buy him a drink. But in fact, Roshio was referring to Isao's stunt earlier, when he had faked getting hit.

I'll show you why foolish dreams like that are not tolerated here.

Roshio said, grabbing his revolver off of the bar counter, where he had placed it while he was drinking. He aimed the revolver at Isao.

Oi oi, that's a bit much...

A man from the crowd whispered, though he didn't dare say it outloud. The laughter was gone, the situation having quickly escalated. Roshio grit his teeth, pulling the trigger.

Say your prayers, fool.

DPR: 21-40: 0. Street Level + C:+1 = 1. Wall/Tree Level
Isao vs Roshio

You think you're smart eh...?! I'll show you why foolish dreams like that are not tolerated here.

Roshio seemed to be somewhat shaken after he had tried to strike Isao. The fishman wondered if he had noticed the technique or not. This somewhat gave him the answer. He turned to grab a pistol that was on the bar counter. It seemed that his intentions were clear. He turned to point the weapon at the shinobi, fully prepared to squeeze the trigger. The crowed seemed to grow hushed in this moment. Gritting his teeth, the human squeezed the trigger.

Say your prayers, fool.

Bang!


Isao's left hand darkened as he drew it back. Folding his fingers against his palm in a form reminiscent of a tiger's palm, Isao took at step forward as he thrust his palm forward. Jodan Bakusho. His palm struck the bullet, sending it flying back towards Roshio, this time as fragments of what it used to be. At the very most, the fragments would scratch his face up a little bit, but causing Roshio harm wasn't the aim for this attack. The real aim was to distract him as Isao then attempted to close the distance between them. He moved at supersonic speed. To the average person it probably looked like he teleported.

Isao would make his mad dash to Roshio, jumping into the air and twisting his body in order to put some weight behind his next technique. On his last rotation, he would kick out his right leg with the intention of slamming his heel down on Roshio's trapezius.
Ka Ka Kakato Otoshi. Though Isao wasn't the strongest, he hoped his attack would send Roshio face first into the floor. If the attack was successful. Isao would end things like this, making his way out of the tavern. The answers he was looking for weren't here. There was no reason to stay.

Jodan Bakusho: Durability: (50) 41-60: 3. Large Building Level + C:+1 + Hardening:+2 = 101-119: 6. City Level

Ka Ka Kakato Otoshi: Strength: (41) 41-60: 3. Wall/Tree Level + C: +1 = 61-80: 2. Small Building Level

 
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The members of the crowd gaped, gulped and watched as things escalated. What started with a stranger asking about the land in the sky, has led to Roshio, a known pirate around these parts, punching the stranger and now pulling a gun on him. Some members of the crowd thought that that was taking things overboard, but none dared say anything. Without a doubt, as crazy as Isao's beliefs and questions were, the crowd was not against him. They felt bad for him, having to die over a difference of opinion. Obviously the land in the sky didn't exist, but Isao did not have to get killed over it.

Roshio was simpy drunk and impulsive.

But, what was once the crowd feeling bad for Isao, quickly turned around. When Roshio pulled the trigger, Isao punched forward. He deflected and destroyed the bullet, with his bare fist at that. And the recoil grazed Roshio's cheek. Gritting his teeth angrily, Roshio was about to jump at Isao, but before he could do so, Isao moved. Before Roshio could even react, Isao's leg came down in the form of a downward kick, driving Roshio into the ground with significant force. The whole bar shook.

And with that, Isao left. The crowd was left flabbergasted and dumbfounded at what they had just witnessed. Undoubtedly, what had happened in the bar on this day, would be told and retold late into the night later today.

But for now, it was still daytime, and Isao was out on the street, walking. An old, hunched over man bumped into Isao, excusing himself.

Excuse me young man...

The old man said, looking up at Isao.

You're the one from the bar right. One hour ago...

I was there.


The old man said, having been a witness to Isao's roughhousing... but also his question.

The knock up stream... I believe it exists.

There's a house on the east coast of Jaya... there, you will find a man who knows all about it.


The old man said, before walking away. After a rough start to the day, Isao had his lead.
 
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The members of the crowd gaped, gulped and watched as things escalated. What started with a stranger asking about the land in the sky, has led to Roshio, a known pirate around these parts, punching the stranger and now pulling a gun on him. Some members of the crowd thought that that was taking things overboard, but none dared say anything. Without a doubt, as crazy as Isao's beliefs and questions were, the crowd was not against him. They felt bad for him, having to die over a difference of opinion. Obviously the land in the sky didn't exist, but Isao did not have to get killed over it.

Roshio was simpy drunk and impulsive.

But, what was once the crowd feeling bad for Isao, quickly turned around. When Roshio pulled the trigger, Isao punched forward. He deflected and destroyed the bullet, with his bare fist at that. And the recoil grazed Roshio's cheek. Gritting his teeth angrily, Roshio was about to jump at Isao, but before he could do so, Isao moved. Before Roshio could even react, Isao's leg came down in the form of a downward kick, driving Roshio into the ground with significant force. The whole bar shook.

And with that, Isao left. The crowd was left flabbergasted and dumbfounded at what they had just witnessed. Undoubtedly, what had happened in the bar on this day, would be told and retold late into the night later today.

But for now, it was still daytime, and Isao was out on the street, walking. An old, hunched over man bumped into Isao, excusing himself.

Excuse me young man...

The old man said, looking up at Isao.

You're the one from the bar right. One hour ago...

I was there.


The old man said, having been a witness to Isao's roughhousing... but also his question.

The knock up stream... I believe it exists.

There's a house on the east coast of Jaya... there, you will find a man who knows all about it.


The old man said, before walking away. After a rough start to the day, Isao had his lead.
The kick had struck it's mark. Isao had rebounded Roshio's entire body off of the tavern floor so hard that the entire bar shook. He realized in that moment that humans were not built like him, at the very least this one wasn't. The crowd looked on in disbelief as Roshio lay on the ground. He had went a little overboard, but he didn't kill the guy. Isao was not going to stick around though. It was clear that he wasn't going to find the answers to his questions here. He shouldered his way through the double doors, out into the streets and walked right into the middle of the street. He stared up at the clouds, searching for some kind of sign of an island. If the stories were true, an island in the sky was on one of those clouds up there. It was like yesterday when he was with his mom back on New Jack Island...

Isao was 5 years old. He had just finished a long day of training with his Father, Nino Aburame. Nino was a bulky, barrel-chested Bullshark Fishman. His jaw was pronounced to the point that he had an underbite, showing his largest row of razor-sharp teeth. He had a brown tuft of hair on the top of his head, cut into a buzzcut. Three jagged scars ran down his right arm and a tattoo of the sun was on his stomach. He was stern and unforgiving when it came to training his son in the way of Shinobi. He had run him ragged with shuriken training and Kuni throwing drills. Then there was water running and silent swimming. And he didn't get any lunch until he preformed a proper Bunshin no Jutsu afterimage. He would have to train more afterwards, but after that point Isao drifted off into his imagination. The best part of the day was after dinner and bath time. His mother's bedtime stories.

Selina tucked the little shandian into his bed, tucking the covers under him like a little burrito. She looked down at him, her warm smile and the tickle of her long black hair touching his face made him giggle. She would bring her index finger to her lips and shush him until he calmed down. He was quick to do so because she was going to tell him a wonderful story.

"Isao, when I was a little girl as old as you are now, we lived up in the sky. It was a wonderful place where everything was light and clouds. Our people were a proud people who followed the wills of our ancestors. Their spirits guided us at one point, but had to be freed for the sake of our people. When I was your age, God was unhappy with the Shandians. He took our land from us because he desired it for himself. We tried to get the land back, but God had the power to cast lightning to judge us. His power was greater than we could overcome. So we did our best to hide from his sight, far from where our inner voices could be heard by him. It was a test from above for us. We had been charged by our elders to protect the Golden Bell. It's ring was to call the spirit of our ancestors back to us. It's sound was said to hum through your entire spirit!"

At this moment Isao's eyes would grow large! A giant bell!? God cast lightning at people when he was mad at them!? This was hard for him to comprehend, but the way his mother's eyes lit up when she told him these stories; they made the image so vivid and robust that the young fishman couldn't help but glow with excitement. His little finned hands balled up into fists as be brought them up to his face and asked his mother one of the most important questions of his life...

"Mommy! When I get big enough... do you think I can go to your Island up in the Sky!? I want to see where you come from!!!"

Excuse me young man...


Isao was drawn out of his stupor as someone bumped into him from behind. An old man bowed before him, politely excusing himself for running into the shinobi. It was a bit jarring for Isao, but the young man instinctively bowed to him at a much lower posture. He was in the wrong and he knew it. He realized he was still standing in the middle of the road. He must have gotten distracted again.

"Forgive me, Sir. I didn't mean to be in the way. I must have had a little too much to drink in there, Rajajajah!"

You're the one from the bar right. One hour ago... I was there.

"Oh, I... yes. That was me."

What was the man about to say? Isao's eyes narrowed. Was this man going to continue the insults, even after he took that angry guy on? He didn't want to have to hit an old man. He patiently listened to the man's next words before he made a judgement call.

The knock up stream... I believe it exists. There's a house on the east coast of Jaya... there, you will find a man who knows all about it.

Isao's eyes widened, almost as much as they had back then. This was probably the most unexpected thing to have happened all day. With aplomb, Isao sincerely hugged the old man. Under his mask, the ninja's smile was so wide that it reached his misty eyes. He felt lighter after hearing this news and this old man was nice enough to have given it to him. After a moment, Isao started his jog towards the east coast, waving back towards the old man.


"Thank you so much, Gramps! When I find the bell up there I will ring it for you!"

He made a dash across the island. He was in search of a house. The house that would lead him to the land he had dreams of...
 
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Isao hugged the old man and ran off. The old man, his arms crossed behind his back, walked off as well, chuckling.

Ah the youth... they are so eager to explore. I wish him well...

The old man said, disappearing among the crowd. Isao ran through the streets, eventually making it out of Mock Town and into the outskirts, away from the town and the busy life. There was nothing but fields of green for a long time. A random house here and there - people living outside of the big town. But before long, Isao would see a forest stretching out in front of him. If he decided to enter it, he would quickly realize it was anything but a normal forest.

Giant bees. Giant centipedes. Giant praying mantises. Giant grasshoppers. Giant lady bugs. Giant hornets. Giant slugs. Giant cockroaches. Giant pigs. And even giant hercules beetles. Isao had stumbled upon a nature and its laws, and whether he was welcomed here, was anyone's guess.

Suddenly, further down, deeper in the forest, an explosion went off. The explosion startled the many animals of the forest. Some retreated into other parts of the forest, while some got confused, thinking it was Isao that had done something wrong. A group of ten giant pigs, as well as a large amount of oversized bees, all suddenly rushed toward Isao, seeing him as a trespasser and an aggressor. The giant pigs aimed to trample and the giant bees aimed to swarm and sting, hoping to force the unwelcomed Isao out of the forest.

 
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Isao hugged the old man and ran off. The old man, his arms crossed behind his back, walked off as well, chuckling.

Ah the youth... they are so eager to explore. I wish him well...

The old man said, disappearing among the crowd. Isao ran through the streets, eventually making it out of Mock Town and into the outskirts, away from the town and the busy life. There was nothing but fields of green for a long time. A random house here and there - people living outside of the big town. But before long, Isao would see a forest stretching out in front of him. If he decided to enter it, he would quickly realize it was anything but a normal forest.

Giant bees. Giant centipedes. Giant praying mantises. Giant grasshoppers. Giant lady bugs. Giant hornets. Giant slugs. Giant cockroaches. Giant pigs. And even giant hercules beetles. Isao had stumbled upon a nature and its laws, and whether he was welcomed here, was anyone's guess.

Suddenly, further down, deeper in the forest, an explosion went off. The explosion startled the many animals of the forest. Some retreated into other parts of the forest, while some got confused, thinking it was Isao that had done something wrong. A group of ten giant pigs, as well as a large amount of oversized bees, all suddenly rushed toward Isao, seeing him as a trespasser and an aggressor. The giant pigs aimed to trample and the giant bees aimed to swarm and sting, hoping to force the unwelcomed Isao out of the forest.

Isao's focus had a direction finally. He was supposed to run... west? It was west right? The moment that the old man had pointed him in a direction, the ninja had gotten so excited that he sprinted in that direction. He ran past house after house before reaching green fields where signs of life only popped up here and there. As far as Isao was concerned, none of this had anything to do with getting up into the sky. Everything seemed to blur but the invisible path he had constructed in his mind. Before he knew it, he was running through a forest. Insects and pigs of massive proportions would notice Isao, but the boy was so focused on his objective that he didn't notice them. He probably would have remained that way if it was not for the fact that further into the forest there was an explosion. The sound was abrupt and so startling that it tore Isao from his stupor. At that moment, the fishman found himself almost running into a tree, spinning to the side around it's trunk in order to not hurt himself too bad. Regardless he ends up tripping over a root and landing face first with an "OOF!!!"

"Eh!? What is going on here!? Some kind of explosion??" Isao says as he looks up from the forest floor.

His luck was only getting worse at this point. All around him were the giant insects and pigs that he hadn't noticed before. They all looked at each other for a moment when it seems that the animals had assessed that Isao was the enemy. A bead of sweat formed on Isao's face. A group of about 10 pigs and a swarm of oversized bees decided to strike, charging at the foolish little ninja."AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed as he scrambled to his feet and started to sprint away as fast as his feet could take him. With a jump, he would bound upwards into the treetops, hopeing to get away from the pigs.

"WHY ARE THOSE ANIMALS SO BIG!? WHAT ARE THOSE PINK THINGS!?"

Once he was in the trees, he would throw a smoke bomb down at his feet. Enton no Jutsu. As a puff of smoke enveloped Isao's position, He would attempt to dash where he thought west was now. Hopefully the technique was enough to cause those animals to lose him. Isao was starting to breath a little hard. All this running, kicking, and dodging was starting to hit him a little. He needed to find the hut with the guy who knew about the Knock Up Stream.

Enton no Jutsu:Isao throws a smoke ball into the ground and quickly moves to a new location while being obscured by the smokescreen created.
requires 21 ninjutsu mastery

 
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