Weaving the Web: 2/1/399 A.M. - 2/4/399 A.M.

### **2/1/399 A.M.**

The sun shined brightly on this day, while the tall trees surrounding and enveloping parts of Konohagakure, casted shadows larger than those that inhabited the village. Within these dense forests from the Third Training Ground, Satsujin would simply lay on a branch while he just relaxed, thinking of new things he could do with his web jutsus, considering he didn't have much else to do while he patiently waited for the 6th of Febuary to come, to see exactly what Mozu-Sensei had planned for the team. Though, yesterday was a good time as he learned to flow his chakra more effectively which would eventually make his ninjutsu even stronger at a later time. "Well.." He paused and sat up to just look around him for a moment, seeing that he was alone. When not noticing anybody else, he would just give out a slight yawn, and stretched out, hopping down to the ground and as his feet his the earth, he would just scratch the back of his head. "Wonder what else I can do with my webbing if I tried.." Standing in a readied position, he would knead chakra within his mouth. Spitting it out, was but showing simple webbing as he always did but there had to be something else..or maybe even shaping it correctly.

Not giving up on the idea that something else had to happen or form with his webbing, Satsujin just stood there, shooting simple little webbing from his mouth. Yet at this point, he felt the chakra was in sufficient to him, perhaps he had to add more into it? Not fully understand, he could just feel his saliva coating his mouth in a moist web. Slowly pushing chakra into his mouth as he would shoot out more webbing, nothing happened. Gently placing his finger against the web as it stayed connected to his mouth, he felt how sticky it was and even strummed on it a few times while it wiggled in place. Chomping down, he cut the silk web quickly and groaned. He'd always get fed up if he didn't learn anything immediately, but in what world would that happen?

Ultimately, the boy would just stay there while hours passed. No progress had come to him while he would rest here and there to regain his chakra, then headed straight back to it. Alone in solitude, he didn't feel the need to be prideful like he did yesterday aroumd Mozu-Sensei and Kidame. Now, he was fully wanting to take his aggression out on the tree, discover something new, even getting angry at his own incompetence to even handle learning something new. He didn't know he had something special to himself for the longest time before the academy in Konoha, but when he did learn it, it took some time to work out the kinks yet, he was able to succeed it on his lonesome like it was meant for him. Frustrated, Satsujin kept spitting out lines of webbing against trees, but was never met with any changes and at this point, all he was, was wasting chakra. "AH, COME ON!" The boy began to push himself further than before.

Pushing himself up after another few hours, he was breathing a bit harder, but just kept going right back to work with this. Spitting the webbing out, and not feeling, seeing or anything dealing with the webbing being different in any possible way, just proceeded to bring more rage to the boy's eyes. Sweating profusely as the bandages clung to his skin uncomfortable, he just kept doing what he had been doing. Chewing on the webbing though, he thought maybe he could shape it before spitting it out, which..began to work to a small degree. Instead of just a mere straight line of web, it was rigid now and again through it. Squinting as this change was new, the boy would continue to chew on the webbing, still trying to change its shape as he kneaded it further and further each time. Satsujin thought that maybe he was onto something, or..perhaps it was pointless. At this time though, he dropped to the earth and panted while he just said to himself "This..is so hard.." Now with the orange sky peeking through the leaves, Satsujin would throw his right hand up as if reaching for the sky and grasped at the air with a sigh. "If only one of you cared to be here.." He said in an almost silent voice as his eyes closed.

Waking up into the night while he heard the insects of the forest keeping the ambience lively as most did, Satsujin just sat up while he groaned once more and said to himself "I just gotta calm down and keep trying..that's how I did it with the leaf yesterday.." Pushing himself up to his feet, he looked at the cluster of webs all around him, even noticing some spiders here and there finding homage to them as he just gave a warm smile to the look of it. Finding an area of his webs where none had migrated to, he would begin to knead chakra into his mouth, chewing on it while he began to spit it out. Each time he would follow through with it, the webs were different, but always just ended up being a string of silk. Yet, each having different patterns across them, some rigid, some not, some pulled tighter and some loose. Though, no true change compared to before, but he felt still like he was onto something with this. The question was..what?

### **2/2/399 A.M.**

As the next day would come, Satsujin got all of his tools ready and his clothing before heading out to go back to the forest, where he was training just the day before. Looking at the webbing still laying about against the trees and accumulating more little friends onto them, he would merely just put his things down in an area where they wouldn't getinto the messy situation that he was about to endure today. Slowly building up his chakra into his mouth as he stared to the tree in front of him. Chewing on the webbing that collected into his mouth, he'd spit it out quickly as it stuck to the tree with ease. Sighing lightly, he thought perhaps a full night's rest was gonna be better than mere naps, but was met with the same failures as the day before. Building up anger, he just stopped and took a deep breath, reminding himself to simply stay calm and he'll figure something new out eventually.

Groaning to himself, he just stood there for a moment pondering on things. Thinking back to the chakra control training he did with Mozu-Sensei and Kidame, he had to push more chakra into the leaf in order to obtain the results he wanted. Squinting a bit, he looked down to his right hand and just clenched it a bit. "So..if I put more chakra into my webbing.." he thought while he kneaded the chakra into his mouth, plenty more than before but not bothering to chew on it, he then spit it out while the color of the webbing seemed to turn into a golden color. His eyes widened a bit and let the web remain connected in his mouth while the other end stuck to a tree. Reaching up and touching it, trying to strum at it a bit like he did with the regular silk before, it had a more dense bounce to it and yet still moved. Biting it off, he would take the silk in both hands and feel over it. It felt..harder but not by much. Regardless, the color had changed to an almost dull golden color. He had to do it again..

As the hours would pass by, he was breathing heavy as dull golden strands of silk drifted off of a single tree, clustered together in a jumbled mess. Closing his eyes, he bent down and pushed his hands into his knees, just wondering what else he could do with it. There was some form of progress but now, it again felt like he hit a dead-end with it all. Standing up, he would look to his work on the tree. "What do I have to do!?" He yelled out while he gathered more chakra into his mouth and spit it out, the amount of chakra he added in was the same as he had been, giving it the dull gold color, but now it was back to the usual elastic nature, unlike before where it was a bit more hardened. Dropping to his knees while he just laid down, face first into the dirt and just slowly looked up to the strands dangling there in front of his face sighing. Closing his eyes, he would fall asleep again the earth, contemplating on what he could do more to make this training worthwhile to hismelf.

Another handful of hours passed as he pushed himself up quickly, awake and extremely alert to something from his dream. Sitting up onto his knees, he felt around his torso for a moment while he just sighed. "Okay..just a dream. Now..back to trying to get this down.." He said in an almost beaten way, yet as he got to his feet, he would spend the remainder of his time, pushing himself to create the same dull gold silk, noticing that the more chakra he put into it when kneading the chakra in his mouth, the harder it slowly became but..how? Not entirely understanding the dynamics of exactly what was going on with it but he knew he was doing something different than just regular webbing. Over and over, he tried to pump more chakra into his mouth as he kneaded the chakra to become harder and harder, even if he didn't know precisely what he was doing, wanting to just capitlize on it. Over and over, the golden color was looking more pure and becoming more dense as the more chakra he pumped into it would.

Now, after some time of resting, he knew it was getting late once the sun was going down. Trying to relax and gain his chakra back he was utilizing a whole bunch of times throughout the day, he would now be back at the tree, shooting out strands of silk, his eyes would begin to notice that the web strands would harden the moment they left his mouth but any form of hardening wasn't by much. Maybe he had to put more chakra into it to make it potent enough to be useful? It was a thought but that was gonna be difficult in its own right yet, he wasn't one to back down from a challenge if it's what he chose. For the next hour, he continued to do the same actions he had been for hours on end, today and the day before, but the progression he was making just with the golden hue added to the silk and hardening it after, yet it wasn't too strong at this point. Satsujin had to keep trying and that's exactly what the boy did through til night fell down. This time though, instead of going home, he had used his golden silk to make a makeshift hammock which gave him room to still practice somewhat, yet also construct a little bed for the time being as he didn't feel like bothering to go home just at this point, wanting to return and have something to show for all of his time put already into this.

### **2/3/399 A.M.**

Waking up in the hammock as it rocked back and forth with the light breeze that was rolling through the morning, Satsujin just pushed himsefl up a bit while rubbing his eyes, squinting just a bit to the light peeking through the leaves above him in the trees. Giving a little yawn, he hopped from the hammock and hit the ground on his feet, simply looking about. It was already time to keep going for more training. Immediately when he woke up, he would tear free from the brown cloak, sporting off his fully body, bandaged head to toe, only his hair and eyes being exposed. The extra four arms he had finally stretched out as  air bubbles in the joints all popped back to back while the fingers then wiggled. For his lower waist, he had a pair of dark blue pants, with bandages wrapped around the right thigh and black capri pants with the portion directly in front of the calves to the ankles, slit open, the same in the back while black sandals covered his bandaged feet. Taking in a deep breath, he let it out while his body shifted to a ready stance with all arms out. "Time to get this done!" He yelled to himself as birds flew away from the trees above him. Now, he started to knead chakra in his mouth and spitting it out, putting more chakra into it just like yesterday, the dull golden color would show on the threading of silk. With a manic like laughter, he was doing it over and over in quick succession, starting to take away from his own calm nature but replaced by determination.

Continuing to do as he was, he found himself alreayd tired not too long in which then caused him to rest up just to regain his strength, but once he felt good enough to jump back in to this, he did just that. Now, pushing even more chakra into his mouth as the thread became more golden than before in color, he seemed excited but held it back in order to make sure his progress wasn't stopped. Constantly pushing more chakra into his mouth, he was only met with the same results of the prior find with what he was learning, just constant failure to extend it but he didn't stop. Thread after thread, time after time, he finally spit out his last thread of silk once more before stumbling back and to the ground with himself panting and wincing in one eye. As he was about to bite off the thread, the color was the same but reaching his hand up, deciding to rip it out instead, the moment his hand touched the silk he noticed that it was far different than before. It felt..harder? Jolting himself up to his feet to try and proceed, as he started to knead chakra into his mouth for one last time before a good break, he could tell he was low on chakra and then at that moment, stopped when he could feel his reserves being far too low to continue for the time being. Sighing as he went back to the ground, he just examing the silk try to see how hard it was by testing out a small yet decently sized rock on it. Not as hard as steel, it was harder than yesterdays that he was still able to break apart with his hand. Now laying down, the boy just sighed and said "I got this..tonight or tomorrow I'll be able to do so much for.."

Hours had passed from when he laid down pondering on the significance of the silk becoming harder and the golden hue picking up only a bit, he felt himself back to full strength with his chakra or at least enough for his training. Boldly standing where he was before, he kneaded chakra into his mouth again to try and cause the same reaction. What he was met with was the realization that he needed to put a lot more chakra into webbing within his mouth if need be to get the silk to become harder. Trying to test this theory, he spit out more in a straight line while he noticed instead of being elastic the moment it came out of his mouth, once the golden silk touched air..it seemed to harder as could be told by the thud that was heard when it struck the tree. Grinning ear to ear under the bandages covering the boy, Satsujin simply would do it more and more, the quality of the silk becoming more and more apparent with each go around. The boy would continue to do this but was met with more frustration as he could feel himself getting lower on chakra at this point from the amount of times he had been doing it. Again now spending the next hours recovering his chakra, he would inspect the silk threads that were hardened more than previous ones, testing out how strong they were with the same rock, just as before.

Now with more reserves of his chakra being back after some needed rest, further into the day while the sun was giving way to an orange sky, Satsujin found himself standing once more, about to knead more chakra into his mouth. Now he was instinctively putting more chakra into the silk building up in his mouth. When he spat it out, it made a crack on the bark of the tree while clinging to it and the bits in front of him as it came out, he could see the elastic nature hardening even further than before while he bit off the remainder of the thread in his mouth, pulling away. "GETTING SOMEWHERE NOW!" He hopped back in excitement and tried to do it again and again in consecutive action, wanting to further the knowledge of this. It seemed the silk was hardening once the air hit it. The sound of light splintering bark was enough to provide entertainment and make the young boy even more determined that he was going to be learning whatever this was sooner rather than later. Regardless of it all, he deemed himself worthy of inheriting more of what his family provided him from beyond wherever they were or whatever grave they laid in. Still laying the silk against the wood more and more, he just kept wanting more and reach the pinnacle he could with this. That was until he could once more feel his reserves being low once more which called upon some more rest. Groaning as he dropped to the ground and huffed a bit. "Not much longer now and I'll have this down." While he laid back and just took his time to relax and get his chakra back.

Sitting up as he just gave a yawn from staring at the leaves and wondering if this technique..if it even was one, could go further he jumped to his feet right after and scratched the back of his head. "Now to go all out with everything I got with this!" Directly after saying so, he kneaded chakra into his mouth as he has been for the last three days now, as he did, he pumped as much chakra as he could in those moments, spitting it out at the tree while a louder thud was hear, splintering of wood quaking out from the bark while chunks of bark flew out. Once more, the grin appeared on his lips through the bandages. Biting it off from the bit still in his mouth, he grabbed the rock he had been using to test the durability on it, he had a bit of a struggle but was finally able to break it after a few times. It obviously had to become stronger..but could it? Stepping back, he would repeat the process, but now without testing it, making distinctive lines of silk threads in a golden hue to test them after. Varying the amount of chakra he could distinguish between them to see the different levels of durability he could make with them. As he kept making them, he did it one last time while afterwards, the bandages around his forehead were drenched with sweat while he heaved a bit from how muich chakra he had used. Still able to stay on his own two feet though, he would grab the rock from before and begin to test each one individually. After getting to the second to last one, it was the hardest thread out of them all while he just tried to pull on it. Gripping it with all six hands, he used every bit of strength to try and snap it while he found himself unble to. Falling onto the ground from being so tired, he chuckled to himself while he would then find himself getting the cloak back on with his tools collected, he yawn and stumbled himself back home, grabbing something to eat, then after he did so, would find himself back in his room falling onto the bed and passing out.

### **2/4/399 A.M.**

The next day as he pushed himself out of bed, Satsujin would simply get himself ready for the day and even packed himself some extra food for the rest of the day, just in case he ended up staying out in the wood for one more night. Proceeding back to the same spot, the bandaged boy just collected himself while he looked to the mayhem he left in the forest directly in this location. Once more throwing his things onto the ground and taking off his cloak, extending out his arms, ready and even better, fully rested for this. Today was the day, he could feel it! As he gave that thought way, he would knead his chakra through the webbing collecting into his mouth and spit it out. As the webbing met the air, the golden hue sparked against the white silk and it hardened immediately as it left Satsujin's mouth. Grinning to the sight of it, he would then reach up with one of his many hands to slide two fingers into his mouth. Curious as he kneaded more chakra in his mouth but instead of spitting out the webbing, he gripped what he could and began to pull it out. Again, when the air met it, it hardened quickly but now instead of simply spitting it out, he pulled it slowly from his mouth. Biting off the silk preemptively, it forged a small makeshift type of spear that ended in a point. Pulling away, he looked at the piece of work and examined itover for a few seconds before it hit him. "Maybe I can mold it into what I want!" After he said so out loud, he would flip the small hand spear of golden silk in his hand and swiped at the air a bit before he threw it at a tree with it sinking into the bark from the force. A laugh left his mouth as he thought of what he could even try to make..but also how to make them better.

Thinking over what he could make for a decent bit as he would just regain some of his chakra reserves just for the time being as his mind drifted to thoughts of what to forge from this..golden silk. Licking his lips, he just shrugged "I'll try to make an arrow, that'll work." Going to his cloak, he'd pull out one of his arrows and then sat down on the ground, crossing his legs over each other and just looked over the features of the arrow, taking the look of it in and then merely began to knead chakra into his mouth once more. As he reached up to begin slowly pulling out this substance, he tried to forge it first with his hands, but it came out in a weird shape compared to what a normal arrow's design would look like. Squinting a bit at his work, he would try it again and again, yet all he could make was another makeshift small spear but it wasn't gonna fly as good as an arrow itself if he shot it out at someone. Confused on what to do with this, he kept trying until he could get a little bit of experience with it, but nothing was working.

Laying there for a bit as he was trying to think on what he was doing wrong, the boy pondered onto his earlier discoveries with whatever this was..Remember back to the first or second day, he couldn't really remember which one it was entirely but he was able to chew on the webbing he was creating in his mouth. Would that work at all for this specific type of thing? It was worth a try at the very least. Sitting up with his legs crossed once more, he would begin the kneading process while he would then start to chew on the webbing within his mouth and had it slowly leave his mouth. Finishing up with what he could only imagine an arrow would be like if he chewed the design out from the silk within his mouth, he just looked over it and it was disgusting looking, missing chunks in certain areas. Plus, the end that came out first drooped a bit right before hardening from the air itself. Thinking for a moment, he would keep doing this, but now he brought two of his hands up to his mouth and stuck two fingers from each hand in his mouth, messing with the webbing while he chewed at the same time, trying to get a design out. As it came out fashioned in the shape of an arrow, the residue that stuck to it of golden saliva just slid from it while it gave way to a rudimentary shaped arrow. Finally, one step closer to making something out of things. Though, what all could he make..and maybe he should make them from the tip of the weapon.

Taking in a breath as he contemplated on what he could make and how to make what he wanted to completely with this new seemingly useful technique. Though, maybe he shouldn't use his hands so he could keep them ready for any other things. Beginning to try and make more tools out of this golden substance or at least what he thought was just golden webbing, he would try to make small items such as a simple shuriken, chewing it through the shape carefully and then would spit it into his hand. Seeing the shape becoming more clear as he practiced making shuriken, kunai and arrows alike. Within time, he was able to make them to clear shape however, they weren't too fast at coming out, something he still had to practice at so he could be faster with it than he was showing himself at this point in time. Still going as long as he could with making the tools, he lined them up in front of him while he would simply test them out the moment he felt his chakra getting low. Rolling his eyes back while he just laid down and relaxed for a moment, he sat back up and grabbed the shurikens as well as the kunais to test them out on the tree in front of him. Throwing one of each as they lodged into the tree, he just looked on it, being impressed with himself while he then threw the rest of the shuriken he made with the golden substance. Picking up the kunai to throw two more before dashing up to the tree, slicing at it quickly then stabbing it into the wood, he listened to splintering wood while he looked at all the marks on the tree now. Turning, he would run over to his bow and back to the forged arrows, aiming them up as he shot the arrows in quick succession at the tree as fast as he could. Purely excited, he didn't want to stop but eventually he did as he just panted a bit to himself, dropping to the ground. "I just..need..to make..the tools..faster.." He breathed heavily through those words with every pause. Though now, as he laid down on the ground once more to relax a bit, he found himself falling asleep from not only using a good amount of chakra but also his stamina as well.

When he awoke, he shot up and looked at the tree to see the golden shuriken, kunai, and arrows alike still in the wood while he just grinned. "IT WASN'T A DREAM! YES!" Getting up to a sitting position, he thought about how he could make the process of forging these tools faster, but the only conclusion he could come up with is to just practice. Doing exactly that as he would make all kinds of the tools he utilized earlier when he began to making them, he would slowly but surely get faster at making them, spitting them out and setting them aside. He kept practicing the best he could, eventually having to relax. For the next hours to come as night would slowly descend upon him. He would have rested now and again, eaten his food, practiced more, then repeated with resting out his chakra reserves so he could continue to learn and become faster at making them. Finally, as the insects and animals of the forest began to call out, filling the wooded area with harmonized and even some conflicting sounds, Satsujin just was sat there trying and trying again. With a deep breath, he would gather the golden webbing from what he knew it as, was being chewed on, having the shape forged while he released it from his mouth, like he was puking it out quickly. Smirking to how he was getting better at it, he kept trying to get more of a grip on it. The faster he got at it, the more excited he happened to be. Furthing his honest knowledge on how to make a weapon with this substance by just chewing it in his mouth and spitting it out. Licking his lips, he would grab his bow. Now that he was better at it than earlier in the day, he would have his bow at the ready with no arrow knocked into it while the golden substance was spit out into an arrow. With how he had himself positioned, he was able to just have the arrow go from his mouth to being knocked back with one of his other hands, releasing it as it lodged itself into the tree. Doing this over and over until he couldn't afford to anymore, he was now as fast as he could be with it, and fell onto the ground. Looking to the sky, once more through those leaves above him, he just said while his eyes closed slowly "I..can relax now." He said while he slowly fell asleep right where he laid.