Naruto Sticks の小説・ストーリー

~NATALIE~ Cracking my neck, I stretched the other parts of my body. Sweat was dripping down and I still didn't think it was enough. I needed to practice more until my limbs couldn't take it anymore. Until I was stretched apart and my body was unable to go on. I hit the wooden stick and kicked the part that had flown to the side. The impact from my feet broke the stick again into smaller pieces. Non-stop, I threw blows at the dummy I had lined up for practice. Each attack sent with precise calculation, I kept pushing hard until I was numb to the pain.

I nod. “Stretch his arms forward.” The guys comply, stretching out his tied hands for me, kneeling at both sides of him to keep him in place. “Please,” the bastard mutters, but I’m beyond his pleas. “You used these hands to touch her,” I stare down at his long fingers. “You grabbed her ass with these hands.” “No, please.” “Tonight you’ll learn.” I weigh the stick in my hand, testing it. Wondering how much pressure it’ll take before the bone gives way.

I grabbed it, the cold metal vibrating in my hands. "El, remember the drills!" Viper’s voice echoed from the sidelines. "Center of gravity! Don't watch her eyes, watch her shoulders!" Nara didn't wait. She moved like a blur. As Nara swung a lethal roundhouse kick at my head, I dropped low, extending the staff. The titanium lengthened, catching Nara squarely in the ribs.

he said and threw heavy wooden sticks at each of us. The tallest of the recruits spoke up, "Luna, are you sure you want to take both of us on at the same time?" I nodded. "Pull no punches," I ordered them. "Come at me with all you got." They exchanged another look and it was evident that they thought they could beat me. The shorter of the two flexed his considerable muscles. They circled around me and tried to hit me with the stakes. I evaded their attacks easily.

The old man finally asked. "I want to retrieve the divine weapon on this mountain." Arya Santanu looked into the old man's eyes. He smiled. He seemed to underestimate Arya Santanu's goal. Unexpectedly, the wooden stick carried by him moved and stood in an upright position. The old man felt confused. He saw that his stick seemed to be pointing at Arya Santanu. "What's wrong with the stick? Does that stick have a spirit inside its body? Why is it bent over like that?" Arya Santanu was very frightened.

"What!!! That's a lie, there's no way you can use those things to kill a beast" "Well you see, if I have a stick or wooden branch with me, I would make sure I keep distance between the beast and I, plus I'll have to indure some brutal beating, but if I strategies well enough, I can use the stick to stab it's vitals which would definitely kill it" Natsu jaws dropped as he was surprised, "Wow, that actually sounded easy, but I'm sure it's impossible to use a leaf and win" His grandma laughed as she said, "For you maybe, but for me, it's very possible"

He stood up, twirling the stick in his hand with a practiced ease that spoke of years of experience. He approached me, his eyes assessing my stance. “First things first,” he began, “you need to understand that a stick can be more than just a piece of wood. It’s an extension of your body. Hold it like this.” He adjusted my grip, ensuring my hands were placed firmly yet flexibly on the stick. “The key to any fight is balance and control,” he continued, positioning my feet shoulder-width apart. “Your stance should be stable, ready to absorb and deliver force.”

The shuriken slices through the middle of each stick, having the sticks land in the ground allowing the marshmallow side to lean five inches away from the fire. We all clapped in surprise of Natalie’s aim and persuasion while she grinned check to check and bowed like a music coordinator . " Bravo War chica!, bravo!” Adrian said. " Hee, it’s all in the wrist !” Natalie said. " whoa! You lot sure know how to entertain a girl! ” Carrie said. ” It must crazy constantly balancing stuff like this and saving the world. ” " It’s a little bit more than that Carrie! ” Eric said with his mask peeled , sitting a few inches from the flames. ” We help others like us when we’re needed but at the same time,

(but too bad we can't have our fair share of fun) saying this they ordered to bring something and in-comes the third one holding a very thick stick in his hand and hands it over to his friend laughing evilly. I feel sick and nauseous as I get the worst feeling and suddenly with a blink of an eye the thick stick lands on my body hitting wherever it can. I groan in pain begging for them to leave me but my shouts and screams and begging turn into a fun game for them. I'm bleeding everywhere. My body has deep gnashed everywhere and I know some of my bones have also broken from the burning pain I'm feeling.

Right now they were looking up at the sky and waited to see the sun in order to navigate our way. I was sitting on the floor with my legs crossed. My head was supported by my hands as I yawned. I sure do hope that they can find a good enough solution. “Isn’t Rose a tamer? Maybe she can locate the spirit.” Nate said and jerked his thumb in my direction. “Sure. Let me just go grab a stick to draw on the ground then do a summoning ninja jutsu with my blood!” I said with a fake enthusiastic voice. “Can you do that?” Apparently Nate didn't get the memo that I was a joker that he actually believed me.