Katana Uchiha Novels & Stories

Their bodies were ripped into two. " Who.. who are you...?" I stutter barely able to speak.Blinking in disbelief, to see the person's back still turned towards me. I see lower to find the person wearing a long knee-length leather coat with pants and combats. A shawl covering his face. Placing the katana back in its holder, tied to his waist. He sighs to turn around slowly. My heart stops when I see a pair of beautiful grey eyes looking back at me. His entire face is hidden.

What shocked Chad the most was that Morgan created a gust of wind with his pocket knife. People without a basic understanding of martial arts would not be able to do that. Morgan continued to speak in Yondu's voice. "Let me introduce you to Yondu Hinata, a top-class sorcerer from Neuf Chrys Club, a Karate Black Belt Grandmaster!" Morgan suddenly punched his fist and charged at Chad. When Chad dodged sideways, Morgan kicked his lower abdomen, smashing him against the wall.

I then catched my X-Blade *Inkcanius predicted that* Mangey grunted. I looked at The Captain, her speed was unmatched. The Captain grabs her Splatana and ran towards me, ready to strike. I immediately parry the attack with a well place kick on The Captain’s Splatana. The Captain was shocked to see me react so quickly. Then I jump back, meanwhile at Corona’s lair, Corona was shocked “how is that possible, I thought Inkcanius wasn’t quick” said Corona. “You would be wrong, Corona” Corona turned around to see Sasuke Uchiha, the Sasaukage walking in “what makes me you say that Sasuke” said Corona.

LUCIAN: "Watch me". I said before throwing the knife. As expected, it hit the target. "Now your turn". I urged her, handing her another knife. "Dad, I can't". She whined, pouting, making puppy eyes at me. She looked just like her mom. Even at ten years of age, the resemblance was striking. "Come on baby. You can. Just focus okay? Don't you wanna fight bad guys when you get older?". She gave a small nod, smiling.

He is already sitting at the round chabudai, a short-legged table, when I enter and I sit on my knees in the vacant spot in front of him. My father is not only the head of the family but also a Yakuza head. He is a very stern-looking, powerful man with greying hair and tattoos that cover every inch of his body. He’s tall, with a proud nose and dark eyes, which turn to their flame color as soon as his kitsune takes over. Kaen Tsukishima instills fear into the hearts of everyone he meets, especially his own family. He doesn’t look up when I sit down; when he eventually does, he regards me with a scowl.

I need a sounding board. Vampires are unable to produce children, so Nikka, a cat shifter, mothers the entire clan. She's amazing and I've seen her get between two fighting bears three times her size and put them in their place. She bows to no one and she is also the last person you want to be on the outs with. For such a gentle woman, she is fierce when push comes to shove.

Professor Pops chuckled, and I couldn't help the smile that curled up on my lips. "Let's not count on it." He stroked my head with his free hand, and I drew in a deep breath, enjoying his smell: Old books, paper, and cigars. After several minutes I pulled away and considered him. "I'll be stronger, which will make it more difficult for me to die, but I can be killed the same as any human." It was a statement. One that I knew, as I spoke, was correct. "Exactly." He held the blade, still sheathed in a black cover, in both hands. "This is called a jokoto or katana, which is the now universal term."

“All members of the Hiyasha-to dress the same. They wear a Slayer uniform that’s similar to what Chief Reijo wore in Blarjokull, with two large panels down the front, but instead of blue and white, the colors are red and black. They also wear hoods and their mempos cover their entire faces. Because the cultists are all red Slayers, their masks depict the snout and fierce teeth of a dragon. “The Yami Tennō is said to be very wealthy and very proficient with his element. Strangely, no one has witnessed the full extent of his fighting skills. It’s also rumored that he keeps a sleeve arrow, a small brass tube that can fire arrows; lethal up to thirty paces.

He slouched over the dead body and pointed at the stab on her neck to the cops' attention. ''Over here, do you see this? It's a dagger's stab,'' Donovan noted calling the cops' attention to Natasha's jugular. ''Is it different from the one on Senator Kasidy's neck?'' ''No, it's exactly the same,'' Leah chipped in. ''In fact, I must admit that the killer in question has a trademark style of taking out his victim. And this is one.'' ''Are you seeing this bloody graffiti for the first time?'' Donovan continued, pointing at the blood-stained wall as he attempted calling the cops to their senses. ''And, the door...Did you find it locked from inside or outside?''

I lifted my hips but he kicked me back down. "Please..." I cried out. "Please? oh please. You ruined my life the moment I married you. I shouldn't have married you. Papa made me do it." He said and bent to my level. He placed his hand on both sides of my cheek and held it tightly. Next, he gripped my neck and I choked on my saliva. I couldn't breathe properly. "Lo...Lo...Enzo..." "Look at me." He demanded. I did as he said. I looked into his deep, blue hair. There was no doubt he was handsome only if people knew the type of man he is in secret. What was I expecting? I got married to the most dangerous mafia in the world.