Artist: Dead Man Walkn | Song: Starchild | Word Count:1046
Hayden was again standing in the same spot he had started this whole ordeal at except this time his knuckles were slowly dripping blood onto the hard dirt surface of the forest floor. This time he knew what type of reinforcements he needed in his Reiatsu to make sure no damage came to him. In all this time he had been focusing on encasing his whole arm rather than the most vital points to insure it stayed mostly unharmed, due to his beginner like Kido he had to make due with the control he had. If he was to succeed then he would need to give and take what he could rather than hope he could power through most of it- case in point was his split bloody knuckles. There was no such thing as failure at this moment but simply a success to improve on, he did accomplish the task of breaking the tree but now he needed to do better. He needed perfection.
He began to resume his previous stance however this time he tucked his elbow closer to his body, his left foot sliding back slightly to gain a better grounding in his Slayer Stance. He took a brief feeling the dull thud of pain residing from his knuckles, throwing his focus off every now and again but through effort and concentrated breathing he was able to begin to ignore the pain. His eyes closed as he began to tighten his hand into a fist having to focus on his reiatsu and channeling it into his hand to ignore the painful thuds his knuckles were making. He began to feel the reiatsu focus and harden over each hump of his knuckles acting like a sort of blow dampener to his attacks. He then began to focus some of his reiatsu into his elbow join as well to act like a piston to shoot it forward, almost mechanical like from the force he would be applying. It seemed he had gained enough control he wished to maintain as he opened his eyes slowly narrowing them at the tree.
Hayden eyes locked on the tree next to the one he had broken down from his first attempt, it looked to be a much thicker and older tree then the previous one. He felt confident in his abilities however to puncture it and perhaps send it even further due to his new revelation of his technique. It didn’t take long for him to let out a breath feeling his body begin to crouch a bit lower before taking off in a blur kicking a dust cloud and trail up. As for him it seemed time slowed he knew before hand where his attack would end up going. He planned to strike dead center of the tree, he would make sure that it would be the thickest part. His eyes tunneled vision for a second as he near his intended target before activating his reiatsu, his elbow shooting forward with blinding speed intending to sever the tree from it’s roots.
As the fist exploded forward striking the base of the tree, there was a loud cracking sound as he felt his muscles begin to flex and pulse as he felt the tree bark begin to give way to his thunderous punch. The echo of the punch resounded throughout the forest as the ground underneath his punch began to crack from the sheer amount of force and reiatsu being exerted on the single point of the tree. After less then a second of contact with the tree it began to warp and break as it snapped from it’s very position ripping in half in mid air as it was sent spiraling backwards actually hitting other trees scattering them everywhere- it seems this technique was way more effective than the previous attempt. It was arguable strong enough to match the power of a higher tier hollow.
However, Hayden had fell down to a knee gasping in pain from the pain he was currently experiencing. While he was sure the previous amount of pain was way dampened by his reiatsu taking effect his knuckles still began to pulse and drip blood at a tremendous rate. Truth be told, he knew this was good success but the pain he was feeling began to cloud his thoughts as he tried to focus past it. He began to force himself to his feet gripping his wrist sure he fractured at least some part of it in the process- but it was something he could fight past. After All, his technique still wasn’t perfect.
Hayden began to make his way slowly over to his previous spot taking a seated position with his legs crossed. He let out a small groan of pain but forced himself to think past it, he had a task at hand he needed to be seen through. No broken bones, split knuckles, or anything else he could acquire will stop him till he finishes this technique- it wasn’t a damn quiter. As he began to block the thoughts of pain the dull thud of pain began to go away but was still present, just not a debilitating as it once was, simply a minor nuisance he could fight past. It was time to reevaluate his moves he performed.
Everything was going fine, he knew that whatever was inside of him was guiding him to learn this technique. Every since he had figured out what this ‘slayer’ magic or kido or whatever it was that passed on to him it seemed to give him a driving power. Pain was temporary, it may last for a minute, an hour, or even a year. However, it will go away and be replaced by what you have sought after. This Hakoda was important to him and he didn’t know why, perhaps it was that try hard attitude he inherited from his family only progressed by this Slayer style. He loved this life, he wouldn’t give up not yet that is- he would try it one more time and deep down he felt something click.. something that was right.
Hayden began to stand up slowly, his knuckles dripping blood as he took a breath steadying himself. It would be this time he succeeded.