Naruto Missions Novels & Stories

said Mindy between giggles. “Hey, they asked for it! That’s enough, I don’t want to talk about that anymore!” As Mindy continued smiling, she turned to look at the five young men who had just entered the dojo and were now standing at the side of the ring. “What’s the matter?” she asked. “Young mistress! We’ve failed our mission!” announced the group’s leader. “Failed? Well I can’t say that I’m surprised! Just how many missions have the twelve of you even managed to complete up till this point?” replied Jasmine as she looked at the seven others whom she had sparred against earlier.

Dre elaborated. “So, inherently everyone knows that Code Red missions are critical in nature and are usually dealt by me and Dre within the specified time frame. In this case, some of our pack’s pups were kidnapped by Xereus’ underlings. We do not plan on taking down Xereus’ warriors upfront. Our only mission is to save the pups. I am hoping against hope that tonight when we reach there, all the pups shall be safe,” I concluded. “Hence, no one except for us can do this task and we are talking about 40 innocent, young lives at stake and God knows how many others from different packs,” Dre added.

” Nancy nodded as she continue listening, “You will be Mrs. Natalie Chang with our group," he said, "and your task is to oversee the distribution by inspecting it, and record every detail of our actions and all you observe during our mission activities. This will be as our key reports to be submitted to our organization.” Nancy nodded undoubtedly. Shao Loo has another fantastic idea about setting up the mischievous gangster and robbers team situated in the eastern region of the mountainous terrain opposite the farmers' rebellion.

Nero asked coldly when she walked past him, entering the hallway. “How did you even get past the gate?” I whispered without thinking my words through. “I jumped over the fence,” Scarlet said, eyeing me before looking at Nero. “Your father said that you need extra hands here, so… Here I am. Ta-da!” This is not good. These two had been going on pack missions together for the longest…since their teen years, and even though I am Nero’s Beta, he chose Scarlet more often than me, especially for missions that he won't talk to me about when he comes back home.

Whatever they said sounded serious as Nightingale's face fell. "Retreat. We have a new mission," said Nightingale. "What? What about this one?" Nightingale's team members were surprised. They didn't want to abandon the mission. "We'll leave it for now," said Nightingale calmly. "Boss' orders. Killing one target isn't worth this trip, and our priority targets are the Iron Dragon and the Queen of Finance. The girl in there is on the bottom rung."

Nerien hadn't noticed. Freedom was only a few more steps away. I could disappear into the forest. Start a new life. Become a farmer. Raise chickens. Anything but this. [DING!] Host. I forgot a few details. Here is the complete mission information. Mission: Spend the night with Nerien Goldmane. Reward: 100 SP. Penalty: Immediate death. Current Survival Rate: 1.0% "..." I nearly screamed. "You forgot to mention immediate death?!" It slipped my mind.

What if the only control I have left is how it happens? I hate the direction my mind is going. I hate that she knew exactly how to push me there. Later that night, I find the mission board. It is filled with assignments. Scouts needed. Border penetration. Blackmoor territory observation. High-risk tasks. My name is on the volunteer line before I realize I’m writing it. Not to spy. Not to sabotage, but to see her. I need to make sure that she is still safe. I need to understand what I am really fighting for… or against.

Tyr felt Matthew was annoying, so he answered in irritation, “In a few days, I’ll let you guys have all the fun you want. Plus, didn’t I get Max to give you guys missions from the dark web? Why are you guys still so free?” Matthew chuckled sarcastically and shrugged. “Most of the missions are assassinations. Master, look at my size. I can only be a tank, not a ninja.” Tyr was speechless. Just then, up ahead at the road that splits to Khanh City and Swampville City, there was a sudden crashing sound. The entire car fleet stopped. “What’s going on?” Stephen, who was driving, took up the walkie-talkie and asked the people at the back of the fleet.

"I will try." Luna's force departed first, thirty-three warriors moving at speed toward the western forest where smoke already rose to the sky. I watched them go, knowing some would not return. My own team assembled quickly. Twenty warriors, mostly veterans who understood suicide missions. We carried light armor and weapons designed for speed over protection. "Move out," I commanded. As we ran toward the eastern border where Garrett waited with his hostage, I felt Aria's anguish through the mate bond. She stood on the wall watching us leave, torn between duty and family.

A taunts me. “Yes, sir.” He says in a military voice, “The mission is to find the worthless escapees and bring them home. We do whatever it takes. That involves killing civilians. “ A nods, reaching into his pocket, and throws a literal milk bone at him, “That’s right. Maybe 1005 should learn from you.” He smiles at me and looks around the SUV, “Hey, Z, how about 1005 and 2010 ride together for a while?”