Naruto Missions Novels & Stories

Solo undercover mission. Human protection._

She was looking for something specific at that time, she didn't want a common hunting mission. 'Pack of Night panthers disrupting the environment in the perimeter of Arolyac forest bordering with the Nerere country. Exterminate the pack to obtain fifty merit points, bring back the bodies to obtain one hundred merit points as a bonus.' 'Perfect!' Sara picked up the tabled from the board and moved toward the exit of the academy. The streets of the academy were mostly empty, all the students were busy with their specialization or outside doing mission. However, there was still someone that used his free time to improve his social network.

I know I don't have much longer before our distance is too weak to speak, and I had to know I hadn't made things even harder for Nora. 'No, but she will be. She is confused. Did the boss explain what she is when you met with him? Or perhaps, why are we here protecting her? He has never sent us on this type of mission in all of our years,' Tochi responds. Her voice isn't what you'd imagine it to be. It's quite angelic and soft, given her ability to kill with a single bite. She's right. We were sent on hundreds of missions. Most of the time, it was to extract information. I was fairly average; I didn't stand out among others.

He said, staring into my eyes lovingly. "Okay, I will," I said, making up my mind that I would do anything this time around. We stood up after a few minutes and walked back to them. "So, are you ready?" "Yes." We responded, holding our hands. "Alright, the last mission is for you to kill Kimberly."

“Grey, you’ll be paired with Wes and Lucius. Mia is your mission. If we get her out of the cross fire, at least, that will allow us to open up more.” I nod. “Don’t worry. I already knew my mission before you did.” He smirks. “Get ready to deploy.”

"Order these two items for me and keep them before I return. I'll choose the three missions which involve Fiends." Rey held the bag in his hand dumbfounded as he felt the heavy weight of the coins within it. This further proved his speculation of the man before him being a rich noble son out to gain experience, of course in his mind he still thought of Noah as a dwarf, as no idiotic family would send out an 11 years old boy to fight in the wild. "S-sir, the first mission has been acquired and is being executed by a team of mercenaries, would you like to join them?"

“Please put the bottle away, Ma’Heron. I really do want you to be clearheaded when we do this mission.” “Mission? I think I misunderstood. A mission usually requires the participants to know all pertinent details of the said arrangements before they accept. Or you haven’t watched the Mission Impossible movie franchise yet? Or perhaps that’s how your pack views missions?” slurred M as he now found himself inches away from the woman.

"Maybe that's the truth. But I really don't wanna lose you bro." "Alright stop the heartfelt condolences. Let's go to Master now." I shrugged my shoulder. He created a portal that took us straight to our master's abode. "Davis Sailors at your service!" "Zamiel Sailors at your service!" "Alright alright. Enough with the formalities. Are you really taking on this mission again? If you're not well yet, we could just extend it till when you're perfectly fine or send Zamiel instead. That would give you enough time to recuperate and replenish your energy since it was drained. It would also conceal your identity." Master said and Zamiel slightly smirked.

I feel the skin on my legs graze against the floor, the fresh cuts burning from the sudden pain. "Stand up!" He barks at me and I pause for a second, closing my eyes before standing uneasily on my heels. The scene in front of me is heartbreaking. Dozens of people lay on the floor, their hands shaking above their heads. Four men holding pistols supervise them, walking threateningly forwards and backwards making sure no-one steps out of line. I look up to find the main leader of the gang raiding the till and rushing through to the back doors where the offices are. Tears prick my eyes as I stand there, my knees bleeding and my clothes crumpled from being dragged.

Ross looked at everyone. He faintly said, “Looking at the restrictions of the first and second missions, Morse personally dug out an eyeball and offered it up. The mission did not require Morse to dig out his own eyeball. This means that he can dig out anyone’s eyeball. Don’t you think this is very interesting?” Monica added, “There’s another place where you can remove the metal ring after completing ten missions in a row. In other words, if you can’t complete one mission in the middle, you have to start from scratch.”