Action Figure Hokage Novels & Stories

Getting things in place at the warehouse took longer than I anticipated. We made sure there were plenty of traps. I doubt my father would come alone to face me. I wanted to make sure we kept my number of opponents limited. I wanted the old bastard. Be easier to kill him without anyone getting in the way. I had changed into my Kitsune black and red tight leather outfit, my double edge katana at my hip. “You’re still sure about this.” Hibiki asked. I smiled and pulled him into my by his shirt, kissing him hard.

I nodded. Another figure appeared in front of me as the other disappeared. The skin of this one was yellow. "Does color represent hostility?" I asked. The man had a hint of humor in his eyes. "You're a quick one. Yes, it does. This is medium." I nodded and turned back to the figure. It made a slight growling noise and I raised my eyebrows admiring it. They had good tech. My dad had similar training specs. I lowered myself to a ready position. The figure started to circle me, so I circled it. It wasn't stumbling this time. It actually looked sure footed. The arms still looked weak, but strong enough to pin me. I smirked, not that it would ever get that far into this fight.

She believed in her strength, just not enough to take Death on in single combat. The two allies she had were considerably strong in their own rights. Odoroku was a shadowy man with long arms and claws. He was wearing black wrappings all over his body that almost matched his skin. He looked similar to Death, except his face was more pronounced through his dark smoke, with two white eyes peering through. He also had horns sticking out of his head.

“What I meant was if you get any physical reference about them. Anything. Maybe they mentioned their weapons, their suits, anything.” Darrion seemed to be thinking. “Err…” Jai looked down at his ramen and looking at the narutomaki inside reminded him of something. “Hi-kun… You said they mentioned Hi-kun.” Jai turned to Darrion. Darrion’s eyes widened and he nodded. “Oh yeah! They mentioned Hi-kun! I think it’s their mount.” “What does it look like?” Baji asked. Jai shook his head but Darrion answered. “It’s a bird!”

Instead, they soon turned to the spiral staircase leading to the 96th floor of the Towering Buddha Pagoda. Ding Hao looked in the direction of their gazes. He found two figures standing quietly by the spiral staircase. One was an expert of the Human Clan. He was dressed in a black suit that glittered with a misty aura. Obviously, it was a defensive armor similar to a Precious Weapon. He was of medium height, his body bulging with muscles that seemed carved out of stone. His black hair cascaded like a waterfall, flowing in the air without any wind blowing. This brawny man looked to be in his 30s. Two long crimson swords hovered in front of him like coagulated blood, emanating a terrible aura.

’ Ram stood upping from the driving seat and walked towards the gate of craft. Lakshman released the vacuüm, and the gate opened with the single press on its red-coloured round-shaped switch. Lakshman also followed Ram and came out from the craft for observing the conversation. A very decent personality came out from the dark smoke generated through the fuel combustion. Person existed with a calm nature, wide black eyes, muscular torso, shining forehead, and hands folded in the position of bowing down. ‘Gentleman, who are you?’ The person asked Ram very politely.