Yutakako Takara

== Appearance ==
A middle aged woman of a more built structure than others of her gender, she has soft pale skin with only the initial wrinkles of growing experience. Her height is more average to that of a male, but her curves are still quite that of a woman. Her chest heaving with the maturity of an adult and her hips wide and that of woman who'd been a mother. Her arms and legs are beyond just tone as her flexing can form quite the intimidating appearance to a weaker individual. Her core is quite toned, but not quite as fierce as the strength in her arms and legs.
Soundly structured the woman's appearance nude is most notable by the stitching over her right chest. Not the most beautiful mark, but it's purpose not for that of beauty. Her hands have two mouths on them, due to her subjection to the Iwagakure Kinjutsu. Her left side has large scars on it, as in her youth she'd take a powerful blow from a beast. Her back also has a large dark scar from a time when she'd been back stabbed, her life though wasn't taken and a valuable lesson learned.
Takara's face is typically cemented as a serious one, but she has an almost divine smile, one which she saves for appropriate moments to smile. Those who've seen her smile typically describe it as angelic, but her son the one she shows it most often mistakes it for false emotions. Her eyes are light blue and glare with a soul piercing effect, her intentions are almost always pure, but her lack of fear typically drives others into a state of concern. Takara's hair is long and wavy, it's length going a few inches past her shoulder blades, typically parted down the center of her head.
Takara is very much a woman of layers, as she wears normal underwear, then rags to cover her deformity. Over that she wears what most shinobi would consider a stealth suit, but she does it to further cover herself. Her waist, shoulders, hands and feet are covered by small plate steel the actual armor of her outfit. Over this armor she wears a light brown with gold trimming robe, which make her look more warm and approachable. Takara's Sword of Sealing is slung over her back, her relinquisher and clay pouches at her belt, as well as a couple pouches for simple shinobi gear.
== Personality ==
Tedious: Takara isn't the type to take breaks, she doesn't believe in or enjoy them. Even growing up she was well known for staying up past curfews, as well as working herself into exhaustion. She strongly believes in the idea that rest can be simply obtained at the end of life and anything prior is a waste of her time. She sometimes misses the behaviors and actions of others though, as her mind is usually kept busy.
Calm: Despite her hard working nature Takara isn't a mess of raw nerves waiting to be invoked, instead her life's accomplishments have given her a reason to be calm. Where some see trouble Takara merely sees a challenge to overcome, her heart isn't easily swain either, so those who thrive off others emotions rarely get a kick out of Takara.
Stoic: In the Elite Jounin's life many things have been said, a list of empty promises unkept. In her experience of failed expectations Takara has learned to mostly keep her mouth shut, rarely does she see the point in wasting her breath on things she might not be able to hold. Her lips though lubricate to the talk of light and her religion.
Zealot: Takara isn't the type to scream the world is ending in her underwear and a sign, but there's no mistaking that the woman is passed normal faith to her calling. Her silence if often mistaken for reservations she doesn't hold, but when confronted about her faith, then she becomes an open book. However it's not the book of Takara, but instead it's the book of Hikari she preaches.
Harsh: Takara has been betrayed three times by her sister, the closest blood relation she has other than her son. Due to her inability to change her sister and the stubborn battle she was forced to foregone, Takara no longer believes in staples of absolute kindness. She believes herself to be good, but as long as she doesn't betray her religions laws, then she's a hold no bars type of woman when it comes to punishing others.
Cooperative: A staple of being a good follower of the Sun is the faith in cooperation to overcome evil. Takara despite being a powerful woman of many titles, has no reservations for working with others. To her combat is sweeter when it can be enjoyed with a friend. Takara always believes she's backed by the light of her god, so she's permanently in mindset of assistance. Complex: Through many trials in her life, as well as thanks to her multiple roles; Not to mention her mixture of pride for both her faith and village. Takara finds herself constantly faced with decision, a lot of which teach her many things. Her resolve is often unclear to strangers, because she has such a library of memories to base her next decisions upon. Her minds edge not yet dulling from age, but her age reaching that of less and less shinobi around her.
Gold-Tongued: Takara isn't a practiced liar, she's not true in nature to all Yutakako ideology but she's always believed in being honest. Her clan disbelieving her put her in her state of sorrow, but it did not discourage her from sticking true to that ideology. Takara not only speaks the truth though, she does it in a booming manner and is capable of displaying her honesty with great pride. It's this display of human inner strength has made her often a liked person.
== History ==
A Normal Beginnning [0-8]
Despite the life which would follow Takara's birth, the one day leader would have a very traditional start. Her father fell in love during his later more structured years, he'd marry the person he loved and introduce them into the Yutakako family. It was a merging of the Bee and Blast clans, but both were so insignificant in the grand scheme. Her father a member of the Yutakako and her mother a Kamizura.
The two had a son first, a child who'd die in his teens on the quest to be a great shinobi. The second was a daughter who as a Yutakako carried more weight than her parents or brother, but she'd shortly be followed by Takara's a mere two years later. A ten year difference from her brother, but the family originally treated each other all with love. Though as Takara's brother grew adventurous he also became troublesome. The family dynamic was simple, Takara's brother was a nuisance, but also a great aid in helping Takara and her elder sister get raised.
As the girls were getting old enough to think for themselves, as well as remember the things that happened around them. They began to take sides within the family and it was Takara's sister who sided with her trouble making brother. Takara would side with her mother, the one she felt kinder, her father was very neutral in the family. He loved them all, but seemed to spend most of his energy on their brother. However Takara's sister struggled due to disobedience with her parents. She'd fail twice to get into academy, so Takara would have the chance to join the same time as her sister.
Takara was excited to almost compete with her sister, but then the happy family ended quickly. The sister's brother would die on a mission shortly to their entry exam, it shook the whole house ill. Takara's mother went silent and so did her father for a period of time, but the dark cloud over the house loomed too long. When both Takara and her sister were accepted into the academy, Takara's mother saw all her children leaving her. She had a dream about the day they'd inform her her daughters would never come back. Unable to handle the stress their mother hung herself, an apology note hanging from her body, as she'd wish her daughters the best of luck.
Rivalry Academy Sisters [9-12]
Takara and her sister entered the Academy together, but neither liked the premise anymore, as each had grown a certain level of distaste for the other. The two became instant rivals and both drew the class into their brawl constantly. The years that followed for them were describe by the head instructor as his worst ever. They'd been the head instructor quite awhile Kouen's tomfoolery didn't even come close to matching the sisters rivalry. Most of the class didn't understand their hate, but it was so rich that all were tempted to put a foot into the sisters business.
Takara's sister's age made her more developed and cherished by the class as a beauty, while Takara's youth made her appear as both cute and a prodigy. The clan they hailed from wasn't politically the strongest, but many felt the matriarch would bring one of these fiery siblings to a state of power. A village based around strength after all had a lot of pre-thought towards who might command or be commanded. The two harbored such strong feelings that even though Takara's sisters past failures, the two's combined effort made them without a doubt the best students in the class.
However the two's success didn't drowned out the other students, it instead did the exact opposite as each sister drew the other classmates into their conflict. Jealousy drove the class to try harder than any class before them, so with the trouble the two brought the instructor was able to say, "The most beautiful rainbows are born from the greatest storms." Though some of the parents who'd gotten write-ups through the chaos believed the students had been passed out of the want to be rid of such trouble makers.
Somehow during these academy years though a stark difference was made between the two sisters, one that was completely counter-intuitive to how they entered the academy. Where Takara's sister had made her fellow student's fall head over heel for her, she'd left the academy with most of the class disliking her. Takara was at the end of the year the more liked student, most of the class wanted to be in her squad even. A fact which further enraged Takara's sister whose cocky attitude couldn't handle being the less popular, as well as drove her to be angrier than normal.
The opposite though was true for Takara, as she entered the academy at a young age most of the class saw her as a prodigy. Leaving the class was a different story, where Takara excelled in making friends, she fell dramatically short of accomplishing ninjutsu. Her sister mastered the blast release to a soon be genin's level, where Takara made no progress in the field of explosions. Takara believed in her abilities and was distraught to be a lesser shinobi than her sister. Her sister had trained with their brother prior though, so it made sense but that didn't make the blow to her pride any lesser.
A Teens Trials! [13-19]
Takara was placed on a squad with two Nohime twins, they'd been assigned together due to their exempt ability in teamwork. There sensei was a very stereotypical Iwagakure shinobi, he had the will and personality of boulder. However despite his sternness he couldn't change the nature of his genin. The group were a jolly lot which instead of rivalry came together in cooperation. The twins already based on combination jutsu, and Takara's friendly nature making her an easy go along. The groups fun nature didn't stop them from excelling though, so their sensei couldn't hold it against them for not being like him. Instead he couldn't help questioning the methods he'd grown accustom too.
Unlike some sensei who were simply looking to perform their duties, Takara Sensei was big on pushing his squad into missions. He'd go as far as to demand missions upon turning in others, his squad stood by him too. There upbeat attitudes letting them endure more than the average squad, they had double the amount of D-rank missions under their belt as most squads when they began taking on C-ranks. They were even pushed past C-rank missions and completed a couple B-rank missions, it was largely accredited to the Sensei though. He was quite the loyalist and nationalist, but he only brought his genin into a fray he felt he could protect them in. He turned down as many B-rank missions as he accepted, though he took on extra C-ranks in those times to prove loyalty stood first.
The Nohime twins had both a clan which drove them, as well as each other to grow upon, so Takara got lucky and their sensei felt the need to focus on her most. However his go hard attitude prevented him from focusing hard enough, she was ultimately the weak link in the group. However she trained the hardest of the three, she didn't though have the partners she needed. Trained equally to her sister by her father, her sister always stayed leagues ahead in bakuton mastery over Takara. When the squad felt ready to take on the chunnin exams, they'd pressure their sensei to let them enter. However he'd initially deny them the right and later talk to Takara in private, to explain she was the reason they weren't ready.
Takara had pressured her teammates to join her in pressuring their sensei, so hearing she was link took a harder blow to Takara than her Sensei expected. He felt she was bright enough to see her short comings, but he didn't realize her conviction of the conflict she had with her sister; who'd been already informed they'd be entered into the chunnin exams. Takara brought to tears by the news ran away faster than her sensei had ever seen her run, he followed to be surpised at the lengths she'd run too. The guilt caused him to change his mind, but worried for her in the finals of the exam he'd promise to teach her his most powerful technique. She'd have to make it through the first parts of the exam on her own.
Upon this success her sensei would hold his promise and pass the Iwagakure Kinjutsu onto Takara, he'd obtained the technique from one of her clan, so he hoped it'd give her an unmatched advantage in the exams. He only worried if a month was enough time to master her ability to merge her explosion nature into a substance. Her hard work and determination though let her master it, at least enough to summon clay to her aid on a low scale level. The ranged explosives let her make it to the finals and pinned against her sister as if fated to fight her, she'd beat her sister who couldn't figure out away to combat the ranged explosives. Both were promoted to chunnin, but where her sister was placed in an operation team, Takara was given the honor of a spot on the blast corps.
Betrayal of Blood [20-26]
A strange occurrence happened shortly after sisters promotions, as barely a month followed the clan head fell ill. To which the medical staff had no answers, the clan head had only been in position ten years and was barely past her forties, it was an old age for shinobi however now she'd retired. There was no explanation to the woman's strange sickness, it struck the clan harshly as the woman had provided nothing short of devote motherly figure. She was remarked by a couple as not the strongest bodied, but always the strongest hearted. Too Takara the woman was the mother she'd been deprived during the academy years.
Originally the woman had taken it upon herself to help Takara ease more into Bakuton, since it was her father who'd passed the Iwagakure Kinjutsu to Takara's Sensei. However illness made the training last barely a year, it was a deprived year too as Takara would be given many missions for the blast corps. Her skills weren't yet revered by any scale, but her successes only stacked upon themselves. So with time the clay artist was expected to do more and accomplish more. Among her clan and village she was considered to be quite powerful, but outside Iwagakure's walls Takara heard murmurs of her own fame. The words of outsiders were much harsher they referred to her as a monster.
Unsure of her actions she'd go to her false mother every second she was allowed, though every visit pained Takara more as the woman was dying and no one knew why. The head of Yutakako was weakened by illness, but still alert by nature and in confidence whispered to Takara; "There's a dark cloud over me that I can't escape, please watch your back." She'd warn Takara however at the time blonde assumed these words were murmured to everyone, she suspected no one at that time. However she'd waste away her free time she'd once spent training, instead she'd devote it to investigating. Her investigations were short though and often run on empty. Her success made her a necessary weapon for the village, which meant she'd often be called away for even long bouts of time.
One horrid day the recently promoted Takara would find her promotion came at the price of a much more important mission. It was a mission that disgusted her personally, but she'd never said no to an official above her. She'd always had some level of faith in her village, but she wasn't quite the nationalist others were, she couldn't rationalize her mission as good. Her mission was to eradicate a village, it was a village which border the land and was attempting to be annexed into the bordering nation. Talk of such deceit and the land lacking faith meant it's necessary destruction, it was a task solely entrusted to Takara and told to be carried out to the fullest; no survivors.
Her initial carpet bombing was aimless and destructive, it shattered the village completely, but unable to disobey orders Takara found herself exploring the village. She needed to make sure there weren't any survivors, so she'd walk through the rubble. It pained her to see the carnage, but as she'd hoped it seemed everyone was dead. Clay spiders which followed her crawled the debris as she stuck to the path, then she'd spot someone alive. A boy a little younger than her brother when he'd die, he was pinned under debris and struggling to escape. He clearly seemed to break into a panic when Takara spotted him, but Takara was slow in her approach, her eyes deceived her as she saw her brother pinned in the wreckage.
Maybe she'd forgotten her brothers appearance, but the uncanny nature of it left her speechless. When she got close and her spiders followed, she'd see him stare into her eyes with a fear she couldn't explain. She could only stare back with wide eyes a certain fear creeping over her, as one of her spiders would crawl over and onto the boys head. He had a clenched jaw and panted fearfully, her hands rose to make the symbol to end him, but she couldn't stop them from shaking or make the sign. Just as she came close to completing it fear finally got the best of the boy, he'd die of shock and terror the expression cemented to his face. She'd collapse before him in tears, her arms wrapping around his body as the warmth slowly left it.
In a rush of tears and emotion she'd go to the only place she knew to run to her home, but no one was at the entrance to greet her. Instead she'd find them all in her clan leaders room, the woman had in fact finally passed. However Takara didn't have much time to morn, instead what seemed like moments Takara found the news met with an attempt to arrest her. It'd seem her sister had accused her of being behind the demise of their clan empress, Takara however was an amazing caliber of Kunoichi by her clan's standard. An attempt to capture her would be thwarted and Takara would initially retreat to the Tsuchikage and council. No sound evidence could lead to Takara being detained from the inside, she hadn't committed the crime, but she couldn't return to the clan under present circumstances.
I Found the Light [27-28]
The village didn't quite know how to feel either, rumors initially spread like wildfire, but too many people knew Takara to have a sound opinion. The higher ups almost immediately disclaimed all the rumors, but at the same time avoided total sympathy. "Your place is in Iwagakure, but where is no longer clear, nor will it be a problem of the village." In other words Takara was trusted to take care of herself, she was expected to function without a home and prior to the confusion she'd put all her trust in the Yutakako donated money to the cause. All that wealth was now entrapped in the Yutakako complex and couldn't be claimed by the woman.
Takara however didn't feel betrayed at the time, she looked at her arms and saw the dead boy in them. She was rightfully punished her life was a sin and she'd turned into a monster. She knew people she could turn to in hopes of help, but she couldn't dare face them with her guilt. Instead Takara requested the right to live outside the village, obviously not permanently, but she had no money to afford rent. The village didn't want her homeless wandering their streets, so they accepted her request and gave her a standard military issue tent. It was more than she felt she deserved, she'd be watched and reached via ANBU, but despite her sister's claims; the higher ups felt no threat from Takara.
Takara didn't camp out somewhere nice instead she felt ugly and wanted to hide herself. She knew she was watched, but she didn't care about those in the shadows. Instead she cared only for her own grief, as to accompany it best she'd make a camp in the deepest cave she could find. It was stuffy, cold, dark and damp; in her eyes it was all she deserved. She couldn't sleep the first week much at all, she'd close her eyes and see her brother, her mother or clan head. She'd cry her nights away and search deep in her heart for answers. She'd look to her Kinjutsu with hate, but then she'd remember her sensei, her teammates and find herself mad for having hate towards such kind deeds.
A year barely past when she'd finally gotten used to her home, but she wasn't as active as she'd been the village wasn't keen on using her. They wanted the unsettling air of her name to die down, but rumors kept being whispered as if a force actively wanted her gone. She'd finish a rather hard mission mostly exhausted dropped her supplies at the front of the cave, then proceeded to her bed roll, she didn't get to rest though as the sound of hooting and howling could be heard. Three grass shinobi had followed her home, they'd come with excitement. "No clay. No energy! Iwagakure scum your time has come!" They'd insist as they'd rush Takara. She couldn't tell if they were chunnin or jounin, but they fought at half force and kept at her like a pack of hyenas.
Armed with only two Kunai, she'd fight the trio for an hour straight, her arms grew weak and their laughter grew loud. She could barely stand when the tears swept her cheeks, "I don't wanna die like this..." She'd pathetically exclaim before screaming into a flurry of combat, she'd attempt to rush them with her remaining strength, but they had every advantage and knocked her back with ease. The combat though stopped as a very happy laugh could be heard from the cave entrance, a man dressed in a full suit of armor was clapping. "Splendid, Splendid. Such vigor and dedication against the odds!" The man exclaimed as a grass shinobi growled. "Who're you" Another added, "This is none of your business."
"I couldn't help noticing the odds were stacked against you, it wouldn't be a bother if I helped you would it?" The man asked which caused two of the grass shinobi to jump to block the approaching stranger, upon getting a closer glimpse one of the grass shinobi exclaimed in shock. "You're a shinobi of the Iron Village, what're you doing here?" The other adding, "She's your enemy, she's from Iwagakure." However the man would draw a claymore and exclaim proudly, "I fight for the light, with the light and by the light. Now miss can I assist?!" Takara didn't know what to make of the man's words, but she'd rely frantically, "Yes, please I'm dying." She'd get attacked in that instance, her Kunai pushed to her own throat in guard.
She'd wince struggling with the man at hand, but the struggle wasn't long, as she'd hear a quick conflict, then find the man she'd been stuck with stabbed through the back. The man from the supposed Iron Village would remove his sword from the grass shinobi revealing it wasn't a killing blow. However when the grass shinobi spun around a fight would persist for barely three blows, then the grass shinobi would be split in half. Takara couldn't believe the man's strength and willingness to assist, "Hmph, of course those who fight the weak would turn out to be weak." The man exclaimed, as he'd clean then sheath his sword. He'd offer his hand and introduce himself, then explain the purpose of his intervention.
Forbidden Love [29-32]
It wasn't long after being introduced the man would take point by her, he'd stay to protector from others, but he'd also provide an ear to hear her story. She didn't know why she trusted him so dearly, but his beliefs seemed true so she felt compelled to be true back; she'd tell her whole story to him in a night. He'd doze off at the beginning, but her life got interesting and near the climax, he'd be sitting at the edge intrigued. She unloaded a lot of guilt and even the horrid things she'd done and dreamed, he'd however not be disgusted and instead act welcoming. He told her he'd arrived of pure chance and faith, so he believed her story to be more important to him than it was on a personal level.
Sensing a need for forgiveness, the strange man brought her to a church, she was surprised to learn almost everyone in the church was from her land. There were even shinobi she knew from her village at the location, it boggled her, but she'd be explained the faith was vast and reached all corners of the land. It was likely to find a stray believer in the midst of every village, as they always band together to fight evil they'd given themselves quite the likable image. Absorbed by the atmosphere Takara fell in love with the leader, an old man who spoke softly, but of a wise and experienced nature. He seemed to carry the light of the room with him. He'd be the reason she'd start visiting daily.
The church had three purposes in her eyes, the first was to create new friendships, it was to bond with strangers to share knowledge. Takara didn't feel quite comfortable sharing her story with anyone, but she'd break for the Right of Mouth, his wisdom was indistinguishable and perplexing. He'd hear her story with courteous nods, then tell her that she might not be able to see Hikari's light, but in another life she'd surely find his faith quite easily. Takara didn't believe in this second coming, she didn't know how to feel about the idea there was away out of the guilt. However the old man would laugh and tell her, "You're young and far from a second coming, but if you mission for his light and atone for your sins, then you'll see the truth in my vision." She'd see no reason to deny his insight and would agree to the second purpose of the faith, it was an organization which converted others to increase the religions strengthen. So, it's final purpose could more easily come true as it actively attempted to act as the good guys.
In an attempt to help Takara find the light which evaded her out of her own misfortune, the Right of Mouth would assign her to travel with his prized pupil and mission with her. She'd be paired with a low ranking ninja from the village of Amegakure, he'd obtained his place in the world through his own gold tongue. He was a professional diplomat for Amegakure and thus held travelling rights to help keep a friendly face to a dark stormy place like Amegakure. He had the Right of Mouth's highest praise, it didn't take long for Takara to give the same praise.
This Amegakure shinobi would capture her heart, she'd fall head over heels for him, she'd solidify her faith with him. Her words only getting stronger as she'd take in his example, the Right of Mouth even amazed spoke once, "I don't know if it's him whose the better teacher than me or you the better pupil than him." Despite working for her new found faith, she stood loyal to Iwagakure still, she'd even obtain the position of head to the blast corps. A position she didn't take lightly, but she asserted more strictly than the last. She didn't want to return to a path of senseless slaughter, she'd instead improve her divisions efficiency. Takara's team the blast corps weren't to hold the same casualties as before, but each minor victory was talked up as a major one, "It's not the numbers, but the targets and goals achieved."
Takara's skills with her kinjutsu and leadership grew along side her ability to speak, she'd within a year of the faith convince this companion of hers that she loved them. She assured them their love was eternal and the two would marry in honor of her conviction and his desires. The following span of two years she'd go from a listener to a preacher and the entire time she'd go through the labor of two children each a year apart. Her travels and service to Iwagakure as a 'faithful' in her state of pregnancy, allowed many to give and accept the title of Iwagakure's Good Mother. A title not given to her mothering abilities, but her growing following and the fact she carried a child with her almost always.
Thanks to the devotion Takara and her typical display of honesty, Takara was capable of convincing the council and Tsuchikage, to let Takara marry the foreign shinobi. It'd show a sense of stronger alliance towards the village in the rain, he'd have to agree to being an active member of Iwagakure's force. He'd seal the deal by swearing he'd even agree to break all connections to Amegakure, if a conflict ever stirred between the two villages. She'd use her positions collected wealth to buy out a home in her home village, it seemed to the woman she'd finally step foot into a normal life again. A brief moment in Takara's confusion she took this calm to be the second chance she'd been promised by the right of mouth.
Final Straw [33-34]
Takara and her Husband strongly asserted themselves back into Takara's community, both had become masters of speech, so it was hard not to convince others to be merry with them. The two made a prime example of a happy couple, even though their relationship was young, it was hard for on-watchers to not believe it'd be permanent. The two had a perfect recipe of respect for each other and love for their growing family circle. However Takara bright light left her sister feeling like she was in the shadow of her younger again. Takara's return brought great loathing to her sister. Jealousy boiled quickly in Takara's sibling.
It so happened in order to be better parents, as well as keep Iwagakure's trust, the couple would take turns communing to church. The Right of Mouth in his old age letting them take to the longer talks as he only opened and closed proceedings. One day while Takara was at church, Her sister would run to Takara's husband. The woman in a frantic state would exclaim, "Takara was jumped on the way to church, she sent a message here requesting aid." She'd then give coordinates to the spot and promise to look after the two kids. Takara's Husband knew of, but assumed better things of Takara's sister, as he'd blindly follow her command.
The man was lied to though the coordinates were a cave and even though logic command him otherwise, it'd be love for Takara that drove the man into a trap. He'd find himself before a follower of the dark, a person or monster, who'd found power in the suffering, pain and death of others. He'd grown a taste for the holy and a liking for killing the powerful ones. Unafraid, he'd summon a clone of the Right of Cooperation and a clone of the Right of Slaughter. He was confident in the trio, if this had been his story; it'd be called something like stand of the right, as most knew him to be Right of Mouths; brightest pupil in both faith and ability. This isn't his story though.
Takara was in the middle of a proceeding, she had felt good in her words and a part of her was lost thinking of her loves at home. She hoped the two rugrats wouldn't be too much for him to handle, but the thoughts of cheer suddenly passed as a cloud drew over the church. It'd rarely get cloudy at this elevation, so her heart sunk at the sound of approaching foot steps. The door handle sounding an instant depth of mental slowing; The world stopped as the door was opened by two faithful. In the entrance stood the Right of Cooperation; a giant among men dressed in gold embroidered full plate armor. He traveled with a solemn group heads all hung low, as the giant of a man carried in a cadaver; it's body stripped of both clothes and skin, it's eyes, heart and tongue torn from the body and it's skull cracked enough so the brains could be removed barbarically.
The large man walked stating what'd happened as he did, "He summoned me and our right of slaughter to fight one who follows Yami. We lost though and by the time we could reach the battlefield, we found him like this and the monster gone." He'd finish while placing the desecrated corpse upon the chapels alter, as it was tradition for those who'd past to be brought here. Takara having been giving ceremony stood behind the chapel, she'd feel sickly and uneasy, but blame it on the smell. "Who is he?" She'd ask, but he didn't tell, she'd notice his hand clenching something, then a small beam of light coming down over the alter. Her heart sank as she couldn't will herself to do anything at first but watch the light, her eyes catching the slow transaction about to happen.
Takara without even thinking about it opened her hand in the light, she'd hold her hand out weakly and with heavy breaths, as he'd hold his clenched hand out over hers. Small drops of blood from the object in his hand dripped upon her, as he'd suddenly drop the object which glinted in the light as it fell. Her eyes were peeled to it, so her brain was able to slow the frames of the object falling into her hand. It was a locket a familiar looking locket, she didn't want to remember it though, her expression changing to horror as it'd land in her hand. She didn't want to open it, but it'd pop open upon the pressure of it's drop. The latch a touch damaged, but the image of her and husband were perfectly intact. She'd collapse upon the alter in tears loudly mourning.
Takara left for home after collecting herself, she had to make sure her kids were okay. She couldn't imagine her husband having left them alone, but she had to make sure they were okay no one was as trust worthy as him. However on her walk home a neighbor would stop Takara, "Are you okay?" The Neighbor asked. Takara was confused on how her neighbor would know anything, so Takara would with a deathly ill look ask what her neighbor meant. They'd explain over hearing Takara's husband and sister talking, hearing about this Takara ran into her home. She feared her sister might of drowned her kids, she presently couldn't believe her sister would be such a liar and deceiver. She'd enter her home in mixed terror and relief as she'd see her sister with her kids all of them okay.
Her sister pretended to not know anything as she'd smile at Takara, she'd ask in a fake genuine tone if Takara was okay. Takara would explain what happened and her sister would respond how horrible it was to hear the news. Takara though saw through her sister who'd duck her head and hide her face behind long hair, Takara could see her sister was smiling and would call her out on it. Her sister would call her crazy and exit the building with a subtle giggle under her breath as she'd leave. She'd even leave the village in fear with her kids and immediately go to the church where she held more trust in her adoptive family.
Right of Mouth [35-41]
The Right of Mouth would take in Takara and her kids with open arms, he'd even outstretch his power over the faith to look into her Iwagakure affairs. Unlike the first event of her clan leaders death, it was clear to higher officials that Takara's sister was in fact to blame. The case also allowed them to link Takara's sister to her past crimes, but the links weren't substantial enough to risk a public trail. It was hard for Iwagakure to stand up for a shinobi of such little service, but they'd give her the right to work things out with her sister herself. However without the Blast Corps assistance of course.
The faith had members though in the village and the right of mouth, would join Takara's return as she'd challenge her sister to a duel. An honorable one in the fashion of her religion, it was placed as a term of the fairness to the duel that Takara wouldn't use her Kinjutsu. However prior to the fight she'd spent time with well known blacksmith in the faith, who'd craft her a claymore she'd engrave a powerful fuuinjutsu upon. Using her mastery over bakuton and this newly crafted sword, she'd be able to fight her sister with kenjutsu an art she didn't know well. Baited into feeling an advantage due to her bakuton and stronger taijutsu skills, Takara's sister would accept the duel.
The duel didn't take long before it became clear Takara's advantage, as every exchange of combat ended in jutsu being cancelled and Takara's sister receiving minor cuts from Takara's unskilled swordsmanship. Takara would begin insulting her sister explaining that her sister lacked knowledge in their clan, it was Takara's research of her family that made her stronger. However others of the claim who were in high support would attempt to attack Takara believing her sister was only afraid to attack kin so closely bond. The sword denied all the blast attacks though, it became clear Takara was telling the truth, she'd then begin accusing her sister of the death of their clan leader prior as well as the death of her husband.
Her sisters guilt seemed to finally settle in as those spectating asked for the truth, Takara's sister only began to laugh and exclaim. "I can't lose to you!" To which Takara would demand again and again why. Those who supported Takara's sister felt ashamed from being deceived and disbelieving the Takara's words of innocence in the past. Unable to hold combat and maintain her rage Takara would pierce her sisters heart with her sword, then her sister reached out trying to cast a bakuton upon her sister. It wouldn't go off, but her sister would finally reply, "because you're my little sister..." Takara would collapse over her sister.
The two fought for quite awhile and clearly exhausted themselves, however it'd come time to pass over the tragedy. However Takara couldn't feel happy in her victory, she'd stare down at her sister, a woman clearly lost to insanity, but still her sister all of her life. Half of the woman's face was displayed in a grin as if arrogant enough to think she'd destroy Takara with her bakuton. However the other side of her face was displayed in a frown, as it seemed a part of her was both ashamed and knew her time had come. Takara would with one arm hold her sister up to hold her off into the next, her other hand moved to cover her eye so she could only see the sad side of her sister. Pretend to herself one last time her sister wasn't horrible, she'd cry while doing so, her tears dripping into her sisters sad eye, it'd appear as if both sisters cried over the affair.
Her clan would restore order by making Takara a clan council member, she deserved it for the way she'd seen through her sister's deciet. At least that was how the majority felt, her appreciation to this action, would cause her to continue her double life. A dedication to religion and her village, she'd have one of her children stay with the clan, as to be watched and taught by them. However she'd have her other child be raised within the faith's care. She'd split her time between them equally, but she had too much often on her plate to devote enough to either. She regretted most her absence in their lives, but she had a quest to avenge their father's death.
The Right of Mouth supported her as the villain was a common one to that of the church, it took a couple years to pinpoint the monster, but reports stated he was still a man just a powerful one. The faith came with fifteen strong, to challenge what they believed to be a beast regardless the people's claims. This one 'man's' acts accumulated in rumors to that of anything short of a supreme mass murder. The group were all powerful in their backgrounds and all stood behind the right of mouth's command. However when they reached the caves depths, hidden from the sun's glory the monster struck binding the right of mouth and casting a silence upon him.
Unintentionally the group split into two of seven, one group which sprung to attack and the other which choose to hold ground. The Right of Cooperation held his ground making other's hold their's in trust of his decision making, Takara was in this group. The other group was lead by the Right of Slaughter, his group lunged into a trap; blood dripped from the ceiling and ground, as bodies rose from the blood. They appeared to be living people possessed at best. However both groups would fight these attackers out of survival instincts, neither was sure if they were right in killing these possessed. When Slaughters group reached their target children were risen, it caught the group off guard and five men died in the fray. Cooperation's group shaken and angered would charge forward with courage and nothing else as an attempt to save their comrades.
Takara who'd forbidden herself from using her Iwagakure Kinjutsu, out of fairness in the lights servitude, would reveal her hand palms which to some made her look a monster. She'd had a past and even a present history of being still quite the intimidating individual. Those who'd come to fight the beat Takara was the most prepared, her ninjutsu kept the jutsu at play on the defensive. She'd push him back and blast open the cave, revealing the sun to her comrades. The fight shifted would end in victory for Takara, however the opponent would dissolve in thin air and cackle about his return.
The Rough to Come [42-present]
Kouen took a radical and incredibly quick approach to dictatorship, however recently his words had gone missing. He'd been at the front last known, but the village didn't keep in touch with the front. Surrounding lands were also confused by the sudden silence of the land of earth among the great nations. Takara once respected the Tsuchikage, but his absence and haste full actions prior were in excusable. Her village broke out into a civil war which split both her home and clan. She couldn't quite agree with either side entirely, as both was ready to fight the other. The last thing Iwagakure needed was a fight between it's people, Takara unable to not sympathize with her people put forth her wealth to help fund the rebels 'waiting' supplies. While her hand wrote out a warning to the loyalist about the planned uproar, she'd preach the streets to hold down their weapons, but she'd also as they look for compromise instead of war.
With the wars conclusion the far kinder leadership of Tantetsu has taken over Iwagakure, due to her affiliation with both sides she was able to remain a respectable part of the village committee. However with a new leader always comes many changes and none can be foreseen by Takara. Her faith remains though. Tantetsu wasn't the man he turned out to be, shortly after re-position Takara was given an open spot in the Member Council. A position she felt little right taking up especially as she refused to leave the head of the Blast Corps. Shortly into her service though Tantetsu would militarize the Gobi standing against his own platform of peace. Takara not totally behind a bend the knee to everyone policy, especially one lead by someone who couldn't keep it, she'd push for a new leader and gain a spot as a candidate through her diligence.
== Fighting Style ==
Seal it Away
In an attempt to give her enemies a fair shot, Takara only relies on her kinjutsu for extreme circumstances or village affairs. In order to counteract a need to better her standard blast element or rely on a field those more physically trained could beat her on. Takara developed fuuinjutsu powerful fuuinjutsu and an understanding to others fuuinjutsu. If at all possible Takara attempts to win her battles with Fuuinjutsu. Lock enemies movements and try negotiate a little before extreme violence.
Her strength greater against those who also use fuuinjutsu as she's often considered the counter fuuinjutsu specialist. Her blast element giving her the ability to extend her seals ability by giving them a blast worthy edge. Her weapons all embleshed with seals as a statement to her dedication to the art of fuuinjutsu. Her skill in this art gives her an unnerving edge on those who might decide to betray her, as she stands the strongest fuuinjutsu specialist in her clan.
Blast it Away
Unlike most Bakuton experts Takara doesn't need to approach her enemies, because of this her deadly art is perceived unfair denying her Hikari's light. Spreading the word of Hikari, pretending to lead a clan and still serving Iwagakure to her best, has in fact made it quite easy for Takara to deem her Kinjutsu necessary. Her clay art is diverse and highly destructive. In a serious fight her clay art is the most prevalent, as it's a considerable amount of her jutsu.
Takara has the most ease with combining her chakra to clay, it comes at such a disadvantage to not use it in a fight, that when fighting someone with it from the start her skill seems double what it'd be normally. Most go as far as to describe her tactics of flying bombs to be unfair and inhumane. Her blast techniques come at the cost of infamy, but often fear could be as powerful as love when it came to others loyalty. Takara is not ashamed to spam weak bombs or drop big bombs, to which she has the ability to do both.
Jolly Cooperate
Takara has a way with words as well as a knack for making good decisions, she usually has the luck to make friends with the most powerful of allies. Takara unlike some more prouder people has no shame in calling upon aid, she also has an amazing ability to work well with those who fight by her. If not learning from them learning off their mistakes, she's good about keeping her head on her shoulders no matter where her allies take her.
== Special Abilities ==
Iwagakure Kinjutsu #1
Takara is an incredibly lucky shinobi to have the Sensei she had, as he'd pass on the Iwagakure Kinjutsu, which would effectively become her main form of combat. Her ability to form clay shapes and infuse them with destructive bakuton over shadowing her predecessor before her sensei, he even stated her mastery was far beyond his own. Her ability to infuse chakra on varying levels, then form them into countless useful shapes has earned her quite the report in the shinobi world. All of Takara's fame though isn't good will and her mouth hands often get her mistaken for a monster.
Crafting fuuinjutsu onto her clay art to give it both an edge and prove her versatility, it goes to show that the clay formed isn't the only craft she mastered, but her ability to merge them together truly shows her craftiness.
Bakuton Prime Element #2
Takara's abilities in Bakuton are considered some of the best, with the use of her Iwagakure Kinjutsu she's established herself as one of the best Bakuton artist. Her skills aren't as normal as her fellow clans men, but her explosions are often twice the size and scale. The versatility of clay bombs also makes it some of the deadliest. A fact her sister hand to discover on multiple occasions, however these clay bombs aren't what makes Takara the Bakuton Empress.
Thanks to her sword of relinquishing Takara was able to beat her elder sister in a fair fight, as well as seal her place as the leader of the Yutakako clan. It might only be an honorary title, but Takara's power largely comes from the respect she draws from others and not her own accomplishments. The blast corps and rest of Iwagakure typically idolize her abilities, as the rest of the world fears her destructive powers.
Fuuinjutsu Expert #3
In the past twelve years Takara has taken on fuuinjutsu in an attempt to escape the evil's of her kinjutsu's destruction. However those who taught her found her to be their best student, it's typical only an undeveloped mind can pick up new tricks easily, but somehow fuuinjutsu came second nature to Takara. She maybe did it out of guilt but her studying of calligraphy was long in even the span of barely an early teens life. Her ability to infuse those signs with chakra and make use of them with hand signs, might be a kin to her chakra control, but the fact is it helped her stand out as a fuuinjutsu artist.
The claim of her being an artist in fuuinjutsu comes from two facts; her writing is considered to be elegant and her pen pals tell her often, but the other fact is that her fuuinjutsu are almost all personal creations. She may of designed them for assisting her ninjutsu and tactics, but it's still quite the feat to understand kanji and it's correlating effects when written in the right patterns. Her understanding greater than many Fuuinjutsu experts and her ability to identify Fuuinjutsu seals at a glance is quite impressive at least above average compared to the normal shinobi.
Great Sword Catalyst #4
Takara was exiled from her clan at quite a young age, her return to standard Iwagakure living was staggered, so her relation to religion gave her a great many friends mastered in swordplay. Ninjutsu wasn't admired by any religion, but Takara couldn't undo her kinjutsu and her Bakuton made her a legend. Attempting to not be a monster herself and address her personal destruction as not particularly humane; Takara has picked up a sense of bukijutsu understanding. She's by no means a bukijutsu expert, she's at best a practitioner, but her practice has in fact made her very keen to her weapon; Great Swords.
Her upper body trained and honed to use a great sword Takara is actually a fairly strong individual, her age hindering her reflexes but her skill and training allowing her to hold the weapon in a serious fight. Her training and practice though still makes her nothing like a true bukijutsu or taijutsu specialist, but against those without it she can often overwhelm her opponent. Her skill not truly being in Bukijutsu Takara's weapons are 'rigged' to win and gain their fame and rank due to Takara's perfections of infusing fuuinjutsu into a weapon. Takara is only able to fake skill with a great sword, other weapons simply don't work in this woman's hands.
Chakra Control Goddess #5
Through a combination of ninjutsu and fuuinjutsu development Takara has mastered a level of chakra control typically expected of other clans. Her physical form not useless, but her usage of ranged combat relies on her ability to sow chakra to clay and direct it almost entirely upon will power. Due to her expertise being mostly in ninjutsu, her ability to use clay arts is perfect to the point where she can cause twice the amount of explosions a normal Yutakako would be known. Her skills further embellished by the fact her Fuuinjutsu can direct the blast and the majority of her fuuinjutsu is custom. Her learning only gathered in a rather short time too.
Takara's chakra control even helped her with development of her two greatswords, one of which tips the balance between her and other Yutakako and the other which proves her mastery of Fuuinjutsu. The usage of both these swords only highlighting the fact that her chakra control is on a level above that of most shinobi and amplifies her greatness as so.
Battle Awareness -sensory- #6
Takara has discerned an ability to sense chakra through years of honing her chakra control, Takara mostly needs this SA to usefully use the range of her kinjutsu's might. Her destruction ability is amazing, but Takara had been the type to assure no survivors. She performed this by seeking out her enemies in the least confrontational manner; sensing for opponents chakra and using that as the defining factor. Knowing this isn't a flawless way to seek and destroy, there's often a following survey mission in her mind, but Takara can usually rely on this sense to clear and control a battlefield. Takara can sense has a 500M range.