Hidden Mist Shinobi Novels & Stories

Now it was time to find out what she was really hiding. "Yes, Alpha," Warrior Aidan answered my mind-link. "Come to my office.”

The sphere inside the metal case lit blue. A woman’s voice whispered from within. Shigure. He closed his eyes. Astraya spoke again. You promised to finish it. The chapel doors slammed shut. Black mist poured beneath them. Cael drew twin blades. Shigure opened the case. The blue sphere cracked. Inside it, a map appeared. And one glowing point settled directly beneath the lighthouse. Scene 99: The Hidden Agenda The black mist climbed the walls. Faces formed inside it. Wolves. Children. Dead soldiers from Azure Tide.

That was why it mattered. Ahead of us, the forest finally resolved into the scene itself. My father stood in the rain with his back half-turned, shoulders tight, one hand open and the other near the blade at his side. Marian faced him in a dark cloak plastered to her body by the downpour, silver glinting at her wrist. Two rogues prowled in the shadows beyond her. And there, just behind a stand of dripping brush, was the younger version of me—alive, sighted, hidden badly by fear and stubbornness.

Chapter 2: Whispers in the Mist The mist clung to the mountain paths like a soft veil the next morning, softening the edges of the world into that dreamy, high-detail haze Lila had come to associate with their fragile truce. She walked along the neutral riverbank, her braided hair swaying gently beneath the hood of her cream sweater, the fabric still carrying faint traces of last night’s rain. On one side of her thoughts stood the cool blue sadness of duty—her pack’s expectations, the long history of blood between Shadowfang and her own Moonveil clan. On the other, a calm, glowing hope beckoned, like the wise older presence guiding her toward a future she could barely name. The rain had ease

he replied. All this time we thought we had been ignored was just another instance of pack neglect by Roland and his pitiful son. “Thank you for clearing that up, your highness. We didn’t know. The whole pack has been under the assumption for years that we have just been ignored. That was what Roland had led us to believe. We weren’t aware that a pack had to be registered. I always assumed that it was a given when a pack was started. Mystic Shadows has been around for nearly one hundred and fifty years, how did it get by without help from the kingdom? Are we considered rogues?” I asked.

My eyes seek out the flames first, and only then do I take notice of the shadowy black mist pouring out of Alaric, like an inky black abyss, it swallows up the flames, leaving him completely unharmed. I am left stunned by the power of the shadow element. The only element that is even more rare than fire. The shadowy black mist is still pouring out of him, even with the flames extinguished. It extends from Alaric, surrounding me on all sides and enveloping me, leaving a chilling trail wherever it touched.

I wasn’t wearing my seatbelt and I tumbled about as the Jeep rolled into the forest and slammed to a stop against two trees. I heard Kiran scream as he left the protection of the circle, and ran toward me. I kicked the door open and fell out of the jeep, bleeding from my head, and cradling my broken arm. I looked back at her and started running deeper into the forest, jumping into the next realm. “Hylja sála.” I ran toward Kiran, somehow knowing that he’d be in the clearing. They stood across from each other, both of them enveloped in their own flames, hers red, and Kiran’s blue.

I yelled his name and tossed my jacket at her as she walked toward the path. I fell asleep in the car as I waited for her, but I woke up to the sound of twigs being snapped as eight men ran through the woods. They were all putting on the traditional Shinobi Shōzoku and held blades in their hands. I recognized them from the red markings on their foreheads. Shadow clan. I ran towards the cabin and saw Kelvin setting it ablaze as they ran from the shadow clan. I knew he will fight to the death to save her, so I took a deep breath and created my greatest illusion yet. I made them watch me die.

"To think that Eli had to resort to the Hidden Mist Technique... The treasure on this kid must be something extraordinary. But it's over now. Our nation's Hidden Mist Technique is unmatched. "This kid might have blocked a direct attack, but under the mist, where the assault is undetectable, he's done for," Julep muttered in astonishment from the sidelines. He had originally thought that Eli would take down Chase with a single strike, but he had not expected Chase to block the seemingly fatal blow with his protective artifact. Chase did not fully understand what this so-called Hidden Mist Technique was. However, he saw a wisp of green smoke rise, and Eli reappeared behind him. He was comicall