Kishou, Amatsu

Name:  Amatsu Kishou
Age: 10
Birthdate: April 4
Gender:  Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Rank: Jounin[A]

Village: Hinowa
Element(s): Katon | Doton
Specialties: Ninjutsu | Fuinjutsu
Special Characteristics:

Name:Trance
Type: Personal -- Unique
Description:Trance is induced by a surge of powerful chakra coursing through the user's body. The direct result is the user entering this Trance-like berzerker state, altering thier appearance and chakra. In the case of Akamadoshi, this chakra stems from his summon, Ifrit. By using jutsu that involves channeling Ifrit's power through his body, Akamadoshi reaches what is essentially a 'chakra high', causing him to enter Trance. While in this state, Akamadoshi is incapable of physically attacking himself: instead, he can only cast jutsu until he comes down from this euphoric state. It only the casting of five techniques involving Ifrit to induce this state.

Name:Grand Summoner
Type:Personal -- Unique
Description: By permanently sacrificing 1/4th of their chakra pool, the user is able to keep thier summon manifested permanently without being required to pay a constant upkeep cost. This effect only goes into play when the summon is present with the user at the beginning of the thread or fully summoned within the thread as the summon's life-force is directly connected with that of the user. Any 'partial' summons that require upkeep will cost as normal.


Height:5'5
Weight: 85 lbs
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
General Description:Amatsu tend to dress in white robes with red triangular lining. He tend to lean towards lighter armor, generally robes, and the robes are trimmed with red triangles that usually flare out from cuffs, around hems, or on the lining of the hood if he chooses to wear one. Beneath the robes, he wears plain small-clothes -- something dictated by his intentions for that day -- along with boots that reach up to mid-calf. At first glance, many wouldnt even think the young male to be anything of a ninja -- his robes seem to be more suited for that of a monk.

At first glance, even without taking into account his clothing, the male seems to be just a normal child -- even if he is often mistaken for a girl at times. His is of a very slim build, with hardly any muscle upon his body. His blonde hair hangs down to his shoulders, framing his face and often hiding his deep blue eyes beneath his bangs.



Personality:  Checked out. At least, thats what he seems to always be; Amatsu always has a blank expression on his face, as if he is never paying attention to the current situation. Often, people assume that he is under the influence of drugs. However, this is far from the truth. No matter how faraway his expression, Amatsu is always paying attention what is going on around him -- a perfect cover for the child ninja. With most people believing that he is 'just a dumb little whore', he is granted a bit less suspicion while moving about on missions.


Despite his young age, Amatsu is very sexually active. He is cunning, using this to his advantage; he often lures his targets in with his charm and looks, fooling them into thinking he is a common whore looking for quick coin the best away he knows how. Even without his job as a shinobi, he often finds his greatest pleasure in the bed and arms of another person, be it male or female. At times, even his summon Ifrit is subject to his advances.



History: Storytellers. Orators. Keepers of ancient secrets. The Kishou is an old clan, with older secrets. They are the keepers of an ancient library, one that recorded the history of man before the time of shinobi. Nowadays, the clan is little more than a family name but at a time in history, the Kishou were revered.

The clan were infamous as shamans, priests and priesteses of the old religions; men and women whose lives were inexplicably tied with the deities they worshipped. To the people around them, the Kishou were strange folk, obsessed with what they believed were 'the spirits of the world'. Mythical creatures; dragons, dijinn's and aspects of the elements, just to name a few. The Kishou worshiped them all, and in return were protected by these creatures.

As time passed, the old religions fell and the world of the Shinobi rose. The collective deities, knowing that they would have no place in the 'modern' world, gathered thier followers for one last request. The Divine Court, as they were known, gave thier followered one final decree; the members of the Kishou clan were tasked with carrying on the legacy of the Divine Court. The Kishou were to keep the stories of the of the Court alive through the ages; in return the Kishou would forever be protected by them.

Though the exact terms of the contract are unclear and or lost to time, a general concensous is that the clan members were to bind thier life force with that of a diety upon thier second birthday, allowing that diety to manifest into this world and thus remain 'alive'. In return, this diety is the main source of protection for the contracted kishou member, for if the clan member dies, so does the diety.

Storytellers. Orators. Keepers of ancient secrets. The Kishou is an old clan, with older secrets. They are the keepers of an ancient library, one that recorded the history of man before the time of shinobi. Nowadays, the clan is little more than a family name but at a time in history, the Kishou were revered.

The clan were infamous as shamans, priests and priesteses of the old religions; men and women whose lives were inexplicably tied with the deities they worshipped. To the people around them, the Kishou were strange folk, obsessed with what they believed were 'the spirits of the world'. Mythical creatures; dragons, dijinn's and aspects of the elements, just to name a few. The Kishou worshiped them all, and in return were protected by these creatures.

As time passed, the old religions fell and the world of the Shinobi rose. The collective deities, knowing that they would have no place in the 'modern' world, gathered thier followers for one last request. The Divine Court, as they were known, gave thier followered one final decree; the members of the Kishou clan were tasked with carrying on the legacy of the Divine Court. The Kishou were to keep the stories of the of the Court alive through the ages; in return the Kishou would forever be protected by them.

Though the exact terms of the contract are unclear and or lost to time, a general concensous is that the clan members were to bind thier life force with that of a diety upon thier second birthday, allowing that diety to manifest into this world and thus remain 'alive'. In return, this diety is the main source of protection for the contracted kishou member, for if the clan member dies, so does the diety.

Once upon a time, there was a little ninja that could! What he could do, he didnt do, and what he did do, he shouldnt have done. His days were filled with happiness, sunshine, and rainbows out the ass. He positively skipped everyewhere he went, and the worl was just so ha-- Sorry. I can't do that anymore. The false happiness is gonna make me puke.

This story isnt filled with happiness. There are no fucking rainbows, no enternal sunshine and no ponies talking to each other about what a wonderful day it is to go on a picnic. If you're looking for that, you're in the wrong place. No, this story is a bit darker than most, and not for the 'faint of heart'. Or, I could be just completely bullshitting you. Time will tell if you are capable of separating the truth from my ramblings. For now, please have a seat-- no, not that one. That one is reserved for the porcupine.

The story begins like so many others: a man and a woman. His father was a retired Anbu captain from Hinowa whom wanted a quiet life: His mother was a seamstress from a small town outside of Hana. Together they built a life outside the busy walls of Hinowa, one where they could live out thier days in happiness. Kishou Tenji was tired of the political posing and in-fighting of his family, tired of the looks of comtempt that he and his wife, Reimei, recieved from the other Kishou. He moved himself and his wife to her home village. Tenji used his skills as an shinobi to to become a hunter for his family, providing them with a wealth of food while Reimei was able to save them money by using her skills as a seamtress to keep the family clothed. Together, they built themselves a simple yet beautiful life.

Imagine thier joy some three years into thier wedded bliss when Reimei announced to Tenji and thier close friends that she was carrying thier first child. Tenji quickly wrote home to his family, excited about the bundle of joy on the way. Tenji's father was overwelmed with joy-- but not many other people of the clan were happy. They did not like the prospect of thier 'pure blood' being mixed with that of commoners, yet no one would dare voice thier opinions against Tenji's father. But nothing could stop the sour expressions and mocking tones that were given to the couple when the elder Kishou's back was turned as the young couple came to visit.

After nine months, Reimei gave birth to a bouncing baby boy, one whom she named Amatsu. The child was born healthy with a head of blonde hair, much to his parents shock, both of whom had blue hair. Thinking nothing of it, Tenji, Reimei, and Amatsu lived happily together for years. As the child grew older, Tenji taught Amatsu how to fend for himself in the wild; to hunt and track game, how to formulate traps with fuinjutsu for smaller animals and the like, which Amatsu took to like a fish to water. By the time the child was seven, he was was spending several days a week camping in the nearby forest with his father, coming home with enough small game to supplement his father's earnings. It was also around this time that Tenji taught Amatsu Taijutsu, as well as basic practice in ninjutsu Under his father's tutelage, Amatsu's skills grew to be comparable to that of a genin shinobi.

On a personal level, Amatsu was not one to always play nice with others. On the days that he went to the market with is mother, Amatsu was in charge of watching the stall while Reimei handled the money. After a particularly nasty incendent in which most of thier trade was stolen, as a precaution, Amatsu always rigged his stall with Fuinjutsu traps. As the thieves would attempt to steal skins from the stall, they'd find themselves rooted in place and staring down the blade of a knife until they either payed or were arrested. He had no mercy for would-be theives -- even the children. An kunai launched near the foot to snare them with fuinjutsu, followed by another to 'burn' thier feet until they returned what they attempted to steal. As time passed, thieves grew wary of the child and his mother when they came into town, avoiding them entirely out of fear for thier own safety; the child was less forgiving as he grew older. What were once simple traps designed to protect his wares evolved into more sinister displays of brilliance -- fingers were often lost, sometimes a whole hand. Of course, Amatsu would return the appendages -- after the local police were informed.

It would be these 'incidents' that would prove to be the downfall of the happy family. The local mob boss was not happy with this little 'rebellion'. Other merchants, seeing a mere child protect his wares in a such a way, were refusing to be exploited. Deciding that the best way to stop this newfound bravery was to make an example of the Amatsu and his mother, the boss ordered his men to follow the family home and ambush them.

As the family settled down to dinner at dusk, there came a knock at the door. As Tenji got up to answer the door, the windows of thier cabin were smashed inward, through which numerous armed thugs jumped through. The men, expecting to only see Amatsu and his mother, were shocked to see the enraged form of Tenji, who promptly began to beat the life from the nearest thug with the door of thier cabin. Tenji ordered Amatsu and Reimei to get out of the house-- something that Amatsu was able to accomplish with a bit of a struggle. Miraclously, the teen was able to snatch up his gear before grabbing his shrieking mother and pulling her with him through a window as Tenji covered thier escape. Several of the thugs got out of the cabin to follow the duo as the cabin erupted into black flames...

For several of the men following Amatsu and Reimei, life was about to take a fatal turn for the worse. Amatsu and his mother fled into the parts of the forest that was laced with various hunting traps; a plan thought of by Amatsu as he dragged his mother along behind him. He would wait amongst the treetops until a trap had been activated, before moving closer and raining down fireballs into the unfortunate soul whom been caught. The game of cat and mouse continued on for hours until his mother's scream broke the air. Rushing to where he'd left her, he came upon her lifeless body clutched in the hands of one of the men whom raided his house. It was at that point the male was knocked unconsious by one of the remaining men whom snuck up behind him.

The first thing Amatsu felt when he woke was the weights on his wrists and ankles; chains placed upon him to keep the child from running off. Deciding that death would be too good for him; the mob boss kept the child as a prize of sorts; using him as a personal sex slave. Near daily, the child was raped and abused, mentally and physically by the mob boss, as well as his goons. To further satisfy the boss's twisted tastes, he was forced to grow his hair out longer, wear feminine clothing and even take horomones in order to change his body to that of a more feminine figure. There were many times where he was forced to entertain private parties clad in nothing more than a skimpy pair of underwear. It was also during these times that the child was taught to kill -- he was usually reserved for 'subtly aggressive' negotitations with a potential client, threatening to kill them if they did not agree to the terms of a contract, or seducing and killing close allies in order to send a message.

It was during one of these parties that Amatsu was 'saved' in a sense. A young, affluential couple with a similar taste for young flesh; the mob boss offered Amatsu up as a gift to them in order to gain favor with them in trading negotiations. Though they declined to begin trading with the boss, the couple kept Amatsu for thier own just to save the child from the abuse he suffered at the boss's hands.

Despite still being a sex toy for the couple, Amatsu felt something different with them. For the first time in a long time, he felt safe. The couple treated him very well; hiring private tutors for him to provide him with a balanced education. Even when he asked to be placed into the ninja academy, they allowed him, quietly telling him to put his skills to good use.

RP Sample: Why are you still here, Amatsu..?

I owe them that much. I owe them so much more...

But they are the reason why you awoke the curse. Because you let them get too --

But I needed it. I would have been lost without them. I would have been just another name; another stone on the path, another soul claimed by the curse.

Then why didnt you protect them? Why didnt you save them?

I couldn't. No one could. It happened too fast -- i couldnt make it. I was --

Too weak? Blinded by your own pride? The power you amassed? Foolish dreams.

Shut up! It was.. them. They made me believe. He made me believe we were able to change my fate. She challenged me... he made me think. They forced me to think for myself.

So, you blame them for making you a better person? Or is it that you blame them for dying, and charging you to carry on?

No! I want to carry on; but its impossible. With the current state of the world.. how can i?

You swore to him, Amatsu. You swore that as long as you drew breath, you would live life for all of you. But what have you done to keep this promise?

Nothing...

So again, I ask you, Kishou Amatsu: why are you still here? Is there something keeping you here? You cannot protect anyone if you remain locked away in your room.

But my curse...

What happened, happened because you decided to allow someone to become close to you. It happened because you decided to stop caring so much about only yourself; you found someone to love, even if it was only platonic. Your life is not a curse, Kishou Amatsu. They are born from love. The bonds between you and your parents manifested in a permanent way, given to you so that you may carry on his wish to protect yourself. Will you forsake this gift? Kishou Amatsu, what are you afraid of?

I'm not afraid. I just--

Just what?

I do not want to lose who I am.

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