Mini Ninjas Game Novels & Stories

"Dig in!" Felix, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes, mumbled a sleepy "Morning, Mom," as he reached for the maple syrup. Luna, always the early riser, greeted me with a bright "Good morning, Mama!" and dug into her cereal. Gina, being only four years old, remained quiet but couldn't help but giggle at the sound of her siblings chatting away.

He slipped out from between me and the glass, straightened his suit with shaking hands, and walked away without looking back. I watched him until the elevator doors closed. A lethal smile curved my lips. Satisfaction burned deep in my chest. He had chosen to leave. For now. I picked up my phone from the side table and dialed a private number. “Prepare the ownership contract,” I said when the line connected. “Ninety days. Full clauses, tracking and total obedience. Make it ironclad. I want it ready by tomorrow.” I ended the call and stared out at the city again. The fallen prince thought he had escaped. He had no idea the real game had only just begun.

“You crazy son of a bitch!” I lunged forward and started swinging at Sebastian again. Jasper and Reggie stepped forward too, and so did Sebastian’s friends. We didn’t care if we were outnumbered, but before everything could erupt into full chaos, Mr. Connor’s rough voice boomed through the arcade. “What the hell is going on here!”

Jade Mumbled and everyone laughed. "Of course my princess," Justin replied, smiling broadly and placed Jade on her feet, lifting her twin brother high up. "Happy birthday Buddy. You are so cute and charming in your outfit" he said, looking at his poker face and smiling. A mini version of Rodrigo. Always expressionless or having this poker face that you don't know exactly what is going on his little mind neither can you be certain to be right if you guess. "Thank you for the presents Justin" Camilla appreciated, beaming with a smile. He told the kids to say thanks to Justin and they did.

"Well, it's good to know that you were obedient to our instructions, but did you really have to sell your shares to Seymour? I expected Christopher," "My long-time friend," Liam butted in and Christopher gave him a hard and cold glare. "Anyway, for being a good boy, we have prepared gift prices for you and you just have to choose one- "she pointed to the babies,"- one of them is your daughter, the other is a fake. You have to choose one to take home to your lover, the other will be shot dead the second you make your choice" "What is this sick game, Charlotte?" "You have only 15 seconds to choose, after that, both children will be shot dead if you don't make a choice."

At Nate's words, the three princes looked at me as I waved the weapon I held in my hands. "Guys look! I found a shuriken." I said in excitement. I gasped. "Does that mean ninjas are real!? Can I learn a shadow clone jutsu!? Imagine hundreds of me running around. Oh! That is just marvelous. Maybe I should practice my N*r*t* run." "Ah ha..." Ren said nervously. Sweat was forming on the young werewolf's forehead. "I don't know what kind of weapon is a jutsu or a N*r*t*but don't throw that thing away if you don't know how to use it."

“I want to buy ten diamond rings, but they must be engraved at the capital.” The new code flashed, and already, many viewers have given up, spamming the chat with emoji reactions instead. Those who persevered the first two rounds did their best to type out the newest code, ignoring the capital letters to their best abilities but there were twenty four characters to type out, excluding those in caps. Not everyone succeeded, and Queenie ended the mini-game, giving her mods time to tally the scores. “You did well, my valiant knights. All work and no play makes Queenie a dull lay. The prizes will be given out shortly by my mods. Let’s start the stream properly… oh?”

He teased Hoonie. Hoonie glared at him. “Stop calling me Thoonie.” Mingchan just smiled at him. “Oh, how about you sir?” He asked Mingchan. “I’m Mingchan!” He happily replied, full of energy as usual. Then the game was about to start. “Thoonie,Thoonie!” Mingchan is still teasing him. Hoonie was annoyed by him. “Argh, okay, let’s have a bet. If I’ll beat you in this game, you should stop calling me “Thoonie!” He said.

A large number of people staring up at him with the kind of silence that comes right before something terrible. "The game is called Takeout," he mentioned. "The rules are simple. You have ten minutes to kill as many players as possible. For every player you eliminate, you receive five of their lives to carry into future rounds." He tilted his head slightly. "Protect yourself or don't….That is entirely up to you." Nobody moved. "Guards." The doors above the platform opened. Crates dropped from the ceiling on thick cables and hit the floor with a sound like cannon fire, splitting open on impact. Guns, knives, batons, and rope spilled out across the black tile in every direction.

When Nellie said that the players were Caleb, Jeremy and a few of their friends, I hadn't exactly been expecting to see up to twenty people sitting in a circle and the last thing I'd expected was to be trapped in a room with Max and Derris. Okay, maybe that one was on me. After all, the four of them were friends so of course, they were part of whatever game we were playing. After both Nellie and I joined the circle, somebody finally explained the game we were playing. They'd decided on 7 Minutes In Heaven.