Kakashi Unmasked Novels & Stories

The taxi came to a stop just outside the Cybercafe, he knew if his account wasn't frozen already, it was being monitored. Secondly, pay in cash. All the movies about black ops and rogue military personnel finally paid off as he had survived so far the cause of their tips. He relived every death, each poem, he scribbled trying to spot the puzzle, to no avail. Katharine, why now? Why kill her now when he had all the time to do so? The questions troubled him. He walked into a cafe, scanning to see any stern look or unfamiliar side glares. Keep your head down.

“Yes...that’s it. Show the Unnamed more!” He lunged at Tony, his book in front of him. The shadow dissolved into his cloak and a new mask appeared, a skull. The scythe reappeared in his hand and he rushed at Tony with killing intent. He easily sidestepped him, catching his hand and forcing a fist into the cloak. “The Unnamed has seen enough.”, he said released a pulse of energy into him. The cloak burst and the masks tried escaping. Tony appeared in front of them. “Sword of the shard: Cleaver of the Heavens.”

Wham! The masked woman slapped the man. At once, his cloth mask was knocked off. If Alex Rockefeller was here, he would have recognized this man who was none other than Frank Accardo’s son, Heath Accardo! “Bastard, your head is filled with garbage!” The masked woman was an envoy from Gokudo Soshiki. Her real name was Maiko Chiba.

“What is this? Where am I?” There were no signs of another life aside from me. The leaves danced gleefully with the wind and the branches of trees swayed simultaneously. “You’re in your dream state.” I almost jumped in shock when someone spoke behind my back. My eyes darted at him from head to foot. His vibrant aura shined luminously like diamonds. The strands of his ash-gray colored hair resembled Kakashi’s. Kakashi was my favorite anime character. He looked like he just came out of Webtoon.

As shitty as he is, he made sure I was alive and away from his fuck-ups. Maybe this is my problem. Maybe I’m the one who brought this to myself. What if it’s the man from Monamour? What if he wanted to take revenge on me? The sound of heavy footsteps suddenly erupts above me. I struggle against my bonds and whimper under my gag, then I feel a cold hand on my forehead. A shadow looms over me, then a man. A man whose face is covered with a black mask. His stark white hair is sticking up in waves. The mask is stuck in a permanent small smile. And his eyes. . . .

In two weeks, Casino Confessions arrived. Powerful alphas and leaders from every part of the world attended it, as it was not something one could miss. Missing that was equivalent to missing opportunities. Among the many people who arrived in expensive cars was a slim figure with a dark blue suit, curly black hair, and black shades covering his eyes. He also wore a facemask, making it difficult for the onlookers to know who was behind that mask and goggles. Kiara's book was successfully published, but Alpha Maseno decided it would be launched this very day when the casino would be happening because the doctor suggested that Kiara may come out of her coma the very same day.

His willpower seemed to grow stronger as he continued to move forward. Nakamura and the other ninjas thought Kiran would soon be defeated, but he kept advancing. "Damn it!" Nakamura exclaimed, leaping forward with a concealed weapon, "Kiran, die!" He launched a flurry of hidden weapons at Kiran. Seeing Nakamura, the deceitful figure, Kiran's urge to kill surged. He took a deep breath, dodged most of the hidden weapons, and confronted Nakamura up close. Nakamura, panicked, tried to retreat. "Die!" Kiran shouted, and he burst Nakamura's chest with a powerful punch.

There is a chance that they will impersonate them so the moment that one of them talks is the culprit in disguise. After an hour, there was no activity and then Kurai and Cai Kang could sense it. They're here. Immediately after that, there was commotion outside. Sounds of fighting and yelling. Somebody then came in. It was Okazaki. "Hey, get out of here. They're coming!" He was speaking chinese. Without so much as an expression, Kurai went in a stance and gave himself a speed boost, which took out the whole hut, to punch him in the gut. The guy fell and his disguise came apart showing his true appearance.

"Can I help you?" When the man said nothing, she rolled her eyes and tried to pretend she was totally not getting freaked out by his beady, unwavering eyes. As Melody gathered everything, she placed the two full metal baskets on the counter and waited for the absent cashier. Unbeknownst to her, the middle-aged man had silently approached her. The footsteps as quiet as the smallest whisper. Startled by his sudden appearance, Melody took a step back and gulped audibly. "Run away!" The man hissed through his gritted yellow stained teeth, his feral expression and wild hair gave him a look of lunacy.

One month ago… “Good Morning people of New York, this is Radio Splash FM and I’m your girl Miranda Lain. Now I’m sure I told everyone last week, that Splash FM will be having an interview with the sensational, one and only, L.K, aka the Masked Queen of New York City. We’re going to be having an impersonal, phone interview to give everyone a chance to know what’s behind the sudden news of a breakup between L.K and her agency. Please, everyone, hold on while we make this call.” *~*~*~* “Over here, she ran over here!” I increase my pace and barge through the emergency doors, running down the stairs with heavy breaths. I stop on the last stair and wait to hear if they’re still chasing after me,