Old House

Velidina woke up to find herself back inside that dusty old house. She had found it perfect for her training methods, since nobody went into it anymore. It also probably helped that her jutsus she practiced added to a rumour that a ghost lived there, still haunting the place. Today, she wasn't wearing her normal clothes. She was dressed with a shawl over her head to cover her eyes, and a black robe that was about halfway to her knees. She stretched and yawned. It was another day of practice. Today, she was going to try and tie two jutsus together. She had already perfected them both seperately (or at least mastered them to quite a degree), so now she thought the two might go well together. She slit her wrist slightly, only wincing a slight bit from the pain. She had gotten used to it somewhat. She had to, for her new jutsus required blood, and if she didn't have any blood around, she would have to use her own.

She concentrated not on the blood that fell on the floor, but on the blood on her wrist. She concetrated with her eyes closed, and the wrist out. She tried to push the chakra into the blood on her wrist, pushing it upward and spreading it out. The only way she knew she succeeded was that she felt the blood in the air. It was her Ketsueki Kasumi no Jutsu, or Blood Mist Jutsu. Some of the water particles in the air got replaced with the blood from the wrist she cut. Now with that jutsu in place, she started to get ready to perform her Ketsueki Bunshin no Jutsu (Blood Clone Jutsu). She concentrated on the blood in the air, and **** it to take shape with her chakra. She focused the shapes into resemblances of her, and she felt that she had made several on the top floor. That's when she heard a shriek- or maybe it was the door opening. She opened her eyes, and took note of what to do...