Before Kiba hit the ground, he had felt some strange pain enter him. Now it was spreading throughout his body. The pain had him on his knees, and a sore sounding whine from Akamaru told Kiba that he suffered as well. He looked up to Okuri, who seemed not to be suffering at all. “You bastard! What the hell did you do to us?!?!”
“I’m not sure.” The Samurai spoke. He stared at Kiba and Akamaru, trying to fathom what was happening to them. Then an idea struck him. “Before I left, I gave you some of my blood, didn’t I?” Kiba’s fangs began to get larger, and more teeth started growing in his mouth. “Yes, I injected a cup of my own blood into each of you to save your lives.” His nails turned to black claws. “Well, one of the first things I discovered when I came here is that the chakra of the Seven Tails can only be used at night. If I try to use it during the day, the winds would rip the flesh right off my bones.” The pain intensified, and Kiba cried out in agony. “You’d think being able to access the power of the Seven Tails would be enough to keep me safe, but I was almost dead after a few days. So, I let the Seven Tails change me: first my chakra, and then my body naturally followed suit, as you can see.” The hair on his head darkened and grew in length, while it thickened on his body. “My chakra is no longer human, but half demon chakra. That is, it is more comparable to the chakra given from a curse mark. Difference is, instead of having a soul consuming parasite that provides powerful chakra, my natural chakra reservoir consists of half demon chakra!” Kiba’s ears had moved up and turned to the same shape as Okuri’s. Looking at Akamaru, he saw the same transformation taking place. “The blood I gave you all those years ago must be responding to exposure from my chakra…..”
“WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?!?!?THAT WE’RE BECOMING HALF DEMONS LIKE YOU?!?!” shouted Kiba as his eyes turned to yellow. A tail spurted from the end of his spine. And then the pain ended. His clothing had mysteriously transformed as well, resembling Okuri’s outfit. At his hip, there was an nodachi, with a meter long blade. Looking over at Akamaru, he saw he wore the same outfit. Feeling his face, he felt relieved his nose hadn’t changed. He and Akamaru stared at Okuri and just snarled.
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“Yes, Kiba, that is exactly what I’m saying. Because of the way your chakra is networked, you will no longer be able to perform any sort of jutsu. But because of your new strength and speed, you will no longer need to. Also, only you can manipulate your chakra now, thus you are immune to even the highest levels of genjutsu.” Okuri sneered. “Don’t look at me like that. I didn’t know this would happen.”
