Itachi Uchiha Anbu Black Ops Novels & Stories

He was the only one that was wearing black, other in that room and those at the door from the restaurant were wearing pure white uniforms. The man was their boss and his name was BLACK MAN. He was a notorious adding criminal in US and it was only Buniyaminu's stepmother that he was working for but also uses to work as an hire assassin for other people and doing this for people not know that she was the one that he was working for.

How was he so calm? “They have one more weakness… they can see all colours but black. So those men…” Lead flew behind me and pointed towards Hikari’s ninjas. “... if they hide their eyes and nose with black cover too. They could just pass by the shadow eaters and they wouldn’t know of their presence.” Hikari looked at them and gulped. The ninjas looked at Hikari and knelt, waiting for his orders. It was a suicide mission, yet they were ready without putting another thought into it.

Her expression was calm, almost detached, but her eyes burned with cold fury. “Activate the Black Cell,” she ordered, her voice measured. The Hydra operatives around her hesitated. “The Black Cell, ma’am? But they’re—” “Uncontrollable?” Soren finished, her lips curving into a faint smile. “That’s precisely the point. Let Elena Alvarez see what chaos truly feels like.” Within hours, the Black Cell a group of rogue mercenaries and assassins loyal only to Hydra’s highest bidder was unleashed. They operated with surgical precision, striking at Elena’s former allies, safehouses, and resources with brutal efficiency.

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

Keiichi sensed that the situation was not in his favor and wanted to flee, but he couldn’t because his body was out of his control. A whirlwind swept along Keiichi’s arm. It shredded the red suit that covered his upper body. A dark red plum blossom mark was revealed on Keiichi’s chest. “He’s one of the Ume Ninja!” When Tyr noticed this, he immediately came to a halt and grabbed Keiichi. “You have the plum blossom mark on your body. You are an Ume Ninja! Tell me… Which sect do you belong to?” Tyr’s terrifying strength took Keiichi by surprise at first. He was convinced that his ninjutsu was unbeatable at the time. The main goal of this competition was to see how strong his ninjutsu was.

“Former Phantom VI, Mizuki Itou.” * * * * With an ear splitting crash, the front doors of the dormitory complex of Hati flew open as the locks and bolts preventing the doors from opening split apart. And a group of people all dressed alike in black coats and pants, armed with weapons of all kinds, stepped through the opened doorway of the building. But the group all stopped in their tracks as a single man otherwise known as Mizuki Itou stood blocking their way, armed with a pair of silver hand daggers, a nonchalant look on his face.

Blake screamed like a child, so we all stood up and came out of the hideout. I can’t allow myself to be caught in the act, especially to be accused of being ugly. Me, ugly? No way over my sexy fit body. ~~ Arriving at boss Yuichi’s said place, we saw him effortlessly shooting the men in all black. The problem was he couldn’t focus because he wouldn’t let even one man get close to his car and the other one that caught my attention was the side mirror that boss Yuichi was handling. Is boss Yuichi’s car that important or is one of the families of the Yamamoto clan already suffering for money?

"Unit 88. You are clear to engage. Objective: Retrieval. Minimum force required to incapacitate." From the shadows of the helicopter’s hold, a figure stepped out. He was massive—easily seven feet tall, but unlike Kazi, his bulk was pure, distorted biology. He was shirtless, his skin a deep, obsidian black that seemed to absorb the light around him. His muscles weren't natural; they were bunched and twisted like knotted cables under his skin. He wore a heavy, reinforced version of the silver collar, and his eyes were covered by a sleek, black visor that fed data directly into his brain.

The men spread out and quickly surrounded Kaze and Collier. One of them, in a black uniform and a headband over his forehead, stepped up and said coldly, “Kaze Lee, I am Senji Kadota from the Refined Blade Clan. I heard you have taken Anzu Okita. You have one minute to hand her over and I will take her away, or else I will level Bronze Sparrow to the ground and make this place your grave!” Senji peered down at Kaze condescendingly as if he were looking at a dead man. He did not take Kaze seriously at all.