The Incurable Sickness (MOD)

An hour had come to pass for the medic as he wandered through the halls of the hospital informing them of his leaving as well as locking up his experiments, couldn't have them escaping on him now could he. He cackled at that scaring a few of the patients as he made his way to the front doors. He pushed the doors open the sun light hitting him as his lab coat fluttered behind him. He lifted his right hand and licked his lips as a twisted gleam appeared in his eyes. He pushed his glasses up with the palm of his right hand before he took to the roof tops and begin to make his way towards the front gates, he had his passport with him.

Yami travelled across the village of the mist ignoring the looks of the civilians. He increased his pace as he kept his hands tucked into the pockets of his lab coat a bored expression forming on his bishounen features. The sooner he got this mission finished with the sooner he could return and begin conducting his experiments. Perhaps he should take a blood sample of both the councilman and his wife. He could attempt a cloning process with their blood samples. He had yet to attempt to clone a human being. He had yet to attempt cloning of another creature at all, it would definitely be an interesting process.

Yami brought himself out of his thoughts as he landed at the front gate surprising the gate guards. He threw them his passport and mission scroll in order to allow them to take down the details and approve his departure. He waited patiently as they took a few minutes to fill in the necessary details and stamp his passport before handing them back to him. He pocketed them and took off deciding it be best to run. A civilian who focused heavily on their physical form training day in and day out from research had the potential to reach speeds of twenty-three miles per hour. From further research he conducted the human body had the potential to reach close to forty miles per hour however this was the statistics of a civilian not a shinobi.

A shinobi's bodies was comprised of physical and spiritual energy like a civilian however they had larger amounts of these energies coursing through their body allowing them to use chakra the way they do. Chakra naturally enhanced a shinobi's physical speed, strength, dexterity and cognitive thinking the ultimate super human serum. With intense training a Shinobi could surpass the forty-mile per hour mark easily with the potential with further training to reach close to sixty miles per hour, roughly three times the speed of the average human. Of course Yami's speed was average so he was around the forty mile mark but still quite fast. 

Forty miles per hour was the approximation of sixty five kilometres per hour. The councilmans house was one hundred kilometres from his destination meaning he'd reach them in close to an hour and a half perhaps a little over around an hour and forty minutes. Yami shook his head and leapt into the trees to avoid the main roads and to avoid traffic.

Yami yawned as he sped through the forest ignoring the mist around him as his lab coat fluttered behind him as he leapt. He had been tree hopping for an hour now just over the half way point another thirty five minutes left of travelling. An hour wasted that he could have been spending conducting his little experiments, what a shame. He licked his lips as he leapt through the air landing on a branch in a crouched position. He looked around for any signs of life, he had to be careful the last thing he wanted to do was encounter any bandits or thieves along the way, of course as a Jounin he could take care of himself even if he didn't have a wide array of offensive techniques. He did have his repulse seal but he didn't have any seals made at the moment. His refined finger scalpel could be of assistance and there was also his cherry blossom impact. When you can flatten an opponent with a single punch it often sent the others running in fear especially if you could pulverise the ground, ah he loved having pin point chakra control.

Yami pushed forth continuing his travels in order to arrive at his destination and end this mission. He was of course excited about a few things about this mission. The first was the potential to discover a new unknown disease and cure it. The second was gaining the blood sample of a high nobleman and his wife. The third was the amount of money he was going to be paid, 800.000 ryo. While it couldn't fund his research for a year it had the potential to fund it for a few months or purchase new gear. The fourth and final bit was the potential to gain a financial backer. He chuckled darkly at that, oh he was giddy at the thought of what he could do with a financial backer behind him to fund his research.

There was so many theories he wanted to test. For instances if he could try and turn chakra into a liquid source in order to create a super human serum designed to enhance physical strength, speed, endurance and the bodies natural regeneration. If he had the money and time think of the possibilities. He could potential create super powered shinobi far superior to what existed today. With someone backing his research he could even experiment with bloodlines, oh the possibilities were limitless. He released a maniacal laugh into the air capable of sending chills up the spines of those who heard it, it was truly the laughter of a mad man one who should not be approached.