Conduction of Thunder (Tech Thread)

(As a quick note to the staff, I'll be renaming the technique in the technique application area to "Thunder's Bark". Moving on, we finish this thing!)

Kaval Sea had been a vacation area that the members of the Karinga Tribe would go to when they wanted some peace of mind away from their friends and family. Pieter, in particular, was a frequent visitor here due to the antics of his siblings and father. His mother would join him in resting here, finding them too much for them to manage at times as well! The crashing waves cooled the lone wolf's mind, as pristine sand warmed his feet and back whenever lying on the beaches. In particular, though, there was one particular section, a cove where only a couple of people go to relax that had rigid cliffs guarding a narrow entrance. Debris would get filtered through rocky teeth underneath the watery skin of the ocean, pouring in pristine blue salt water that almost appeared like it could glow on its own. But, this only held Pieter's personal paradise.

Pieter lead Waputhi to this area, running up to the tip of the water's edge and letting his feet bury underneath the sand. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes and letting the waves wash over his ears. Waputhi kept quiet, observing the waves come and wash small things to the shore. He took note of a rainbow colored spiral shell on the beach not far from the two of them, thinking, "Mm... A deadly poison hiding in this quiet place. 'tis not a good sight to abode."

He made his way over, covering his hand in a thick shell of energy, picking the shell up and quickly tossing it away in less than a hundredth of a second. Pieter's concentration stopped upon this happening, causing him to ask in frustration, "What are you doing now, brother?"

"Throwing away a bad omen from this place. A rainbow colored organism, though beautiful, is among the most dangerous of things. Especially ones that hide behind mighty shields such as that," Waputhi explained, "Now, might I ask what you are doing, Piet? I chose not to interrupt your silence, thinking you were concentrating."

"That I was. There's a cave system near this area. It's where I found that serpent tooth that I made into a necklace..."

Pieter paused for a moment, observing a worrisome expression form on Waputhi's face. Pieter then elaborated, "Waputhi "Apricosh Talon," you know fully well there is nothing here. There has not been anything for years since I found that tooth, wherever it is now!"

Waputhi lowered his head down to Pieter, stressly exclaiming, "You know I've always hated that name, and, I'm sure you've realized it now that you can feel the spirits of everything around you, that some things have learned to hide themselves!"

"Be reasonable-"

"I am reasonable, Pieter. Great Serpents do not like their territory being impeded upon! How are you so certain there is none here now?!"

"I don't, but keep in mind, we have more than easily slain Great Serpents in the past! And, as a note, that tooth did NOT belong to the one that attacked us those years ago! That was one of the first things I checked, upon its death being had! Now, are you going to teach me or will I be doing this on my own," Pieter argued, pointing at his brother.

Waputhi rose up, telling him, "Oh, I will, but now it will worse than before, due to your ignorance!"

"I welcome the challenge, Waputhi. What must I do to bring out my primal force?"

Waputhi brought up his hand, putting his ring and middle finger together, while motioning his thumb to the base of the gesture. He formed the two other points using his pointer and pinky finger, pouring energy through the four points. His hand became wreathed in an orange glow that became reminiscent to the talons of a hawk's. He turned to the water and lunged forward, cutting through the ocean water to the outer rim of the rocks! The talons faded from Waputhi's hand, as he turned to Pieter. He told his younger brother, "The technique manifests itself when the emotion of survival is made paramount. Higher levels of the technique will come as you improve your ability to control this feeling."

"Survival? What does that have to do with controlling the spirit," Pieter asked?

Waputhi replied, "It has to deal with the spirit's own emotion. This power of ours manifests itself when we're wanting to survive, putting more of our spirit into that situation of needing to survive. It can, in the process of this, be made to go kill the target as well. Survival of the body is the spirit's survival. When someone dies peacefully, they can move on to the Great Spirit's domain. However, when they die during battle, their spirit disappears from the body... At least, that's what the Grand Elder taught us."

"Yeah, but then we later found out that's not the case. It really was a way of teaching us common sense... But from what you're saying, I gotta focus on getting myself riled up for a fight," Pieter asked, trying to keep focus on forming the technique. Waputhi nodded, as he pointed out to the exit of the cove.

"That's right, in both cases. The technique's case, though, not exactly... Think about what goes into an average spirit beam. You focus on maintaining a connection to your body like a wire, as you pump energy through it to amplify the strike. In the case of my spirit energy becoming like that of a mighty bird of prey's, my spirit demanded precision strikes, and the motivation to end it in one fell swoop, no pun intended. The event of birds of many kinds flocking to the area meant that they viewed my spirit to be like that of one of the Great Birds... Again, from what the Grand Elder told me. When Dad explained it to me, he told me that it was as if he knew then and there that I'd be a swift and powerful warrior that'd even make many elites cower. Lo and behold, when he took me to Planet Vegeta and I formed this feeling so strongly during our training there... Well, that's a story for another time," Waputhi explained, stopping himself abruptly before he got lost bragging out loud.

Pieter found this partially helpful, but once again, he found Waputhi dancing around the method in that usual manner of his. He scrunched his face up, as told him, "Kinda did that already, Apricosh..."

"Oh, I did, did I?! Maybe I should take that tail of yours now and have it be done with that, hmm!?"

The giant formed his talons once more, to threaten his little brother. Pieter smirked, as he arrogantly uttered, "Your saiyan's coming out again, Waputhi."

Waputhi's eye twitched as he rose his hand to strike at Pieter. He began to swing, which made Pieter form his mastered Tomahawk Slasher, bringing it to meet the Talons! The sand kicked up around them from the impact, Waputhi struggling to push Pieter back. Pieter hopped backwards for distance. Waputhi, too, did the same. The two were getting pumped up to have another brawl with each other!

"Right now, you've got me a bit annoyed, Piet... However, you're asking me to help you learn this!"

"Yeah, and that's what we're gonna be doing," Pieter responded, the smile still remaining as his Tomahawk faded away. His elder brother looked at him aghast for but a moment as Pieter charged in, punching his own fists before taking a swing at him!

Waputhi shifted his hips and let him slip by him. He attempted to punch Pieter in the back, but found himself a tad too slow to catch the wolf's back! Pieter skid across the sand and leaned back with a hand, clawing at it until he came to a stop. Upon doing so, he turned around and punched his fists again, calling out, "Again...!"

Pieter charged ki into one fist, firing it forward with a punch! Something odd came up with this attack, as it fired out that the wolf immediately noticed. He felt as though the attack had more ki behind it, as it erupted out of him. Waputhi, too, noticed this, but smacked it to the side effortlessly! He charged his spirit into his hands, developing Talons on both hands and quickly swinging right afterwards in a V formation.

"Eagle Ripping Talons!"

The Talons ripped forwards, cutting the beach effortlessly! Pieter shot up into the sky, narrowly avoiding the attacks. He charged energy much earlier this time into his fists, clashing the energy together. The hunter wolf had been testing out the method, to see what and how exactly Pieter did this when he was but a babe right out of the womb, using what his father told him.

"Dad said I punched my fists together and I had then, afterwards, punched forward and blew open a hole in the teepee. I've been doing that, but it's just been going out as regular spirit blasts, so how," Pieter thought, as he punched forward to release another failed attempt, "How did I do it when I was just a newborn?!"

"Hyaaah!"

A beam of energy shot through Pieter's measly blast, pelting him in the gut while distracted! He fell from the sky, as his older brother bolted towards him. Waputhi bellowed out, "Not done yet!"

He unleashed a hammer blow at Pieter's chest, sending him pile driving into the water below. Pieter lost his breath, as he plummeted down into the water, creating a gigantic splash that, for a moment, revealed the bottom of the small cove! The water, though, came back to crush him with just as much force. It was enough to enrage the hunter! He ripped out of the water, going immediately airborne with ki focused in his hands.

"Gonna regret that one," he bellowed, as he punched forwards! Upon release, Pieter felt something different with the attack. It appeared normal to Waputhi, who batted away the beam attack and mocked the attempt. The wolf, though, found something divergent in the attack... For a moment, it sounded as though there was very distant thunder rolling upon the beam erupting out. It gave him an idea to work with.

He brought both fists together once more, hunching over as he focused the energy in his fists, as well as his emotion. He believed that his anger, or perhaps his wrath, was the trigger. Piet had to test it out, so he began digging deep in, searching for that wrathful emotion. As he did, memories of the World Tournament disaster flooded through him. Oguma's slaughter of the people, with the maniacal laughter from Tsumuri bit at him like hundreds of mosquitoes. It, in fact, infuriated him very much! The storms in his mind began to shake him into an infuriated state.

"No..."

Electricity zapped around his body, as his brown aura flared into existence with his power build up. Waputhi stopped his mocking quickly, preparing to defend himself. This was what he was looking for... Just as he himself did on Planet Vegeta while training with Pota, Pieter was feeling the fury; the wrath that he had been keeping locked away. Waputhi's aura flared up, as he extended the arms out. Like a phoenix from flame, his aura formed wings spread out, before wrapping themselves in front as Waputhi crossed his arms in front.

"Come Pieter... Release the wrath," Waputhi commanded! On command, and a mighty howl, Pieter brought his hand back and punched forward, unleashing a powerful beam at his brother! The clash of thunder boomed through the area, scaring the wildlife away from the area. The beam, yellow with a white core, pushed into the wing-like barrier, sending energy around and past Waputhi's barrier. It lasted for five seconds, the beam continuous and strong for the duration, before vanishing into thin air.

Pieter caught himself at his knees, panting as he did. He looked at Waputhi, smiling as he asked, "Was that... What you were looking for?"

A now weary giant, after dispelling his barrier, agreed with the statement. As if agreeing to relax, Pieter let himself fall back down into the watery pool beneath him, to cool down. Waputhi proceeded to do the same, the two of them somehow being flung on to the sandbank, passed out under the bright afternoon light.