Ninja Warna Hitam Novels & Stories

Zitrey pointed on the corner of the wall where an unconscious person was lying on the ground, body hides well in the dark. "Good, we have only 10 minutes. Exceeding this time limit, we're doomed. " A few hours before the infiltration. The three of them standing inside the N-sprinter van are in black clad ninja outfit: black cloth completely covered their body, black mask and black hood on their head, a black hand protector that also covered their lower arms, and a thick pair of tabis (black socks that covered their ankle till the knee) was worn to dull the sound of their footsteps. And a 12 hidden pockets that conceal some secret weapons that Nikka modified by herself.

He turned around and saw more than twenty Ninjas in all blacks and they surrounded the cab. With the way they hold their swords, Demon knows they are strong Ninjas. Good, he doesn't want to fight with a novice. One of the Ninjas went to meet the driver and gave him a covered envelope which contained money. The driver collected the envelope with shaking hands. "You brought the right person." The Ninja said. "You can go now." The driver said his thanks and tried to start his car. He had pretended it had developed a sudden fault and he found out it couldn't start. He tried and tried but the car could not start.

“Have those ninjas been caught?” “Yes, they were captured.” Maxime explained. “But they were very stubborn and didn’t reveal useful information. These ninjas came prepared. They all bit the highly poisonous poison hidden in their teeth and committed suicide shortly after we caught them. We lost all of our clues as a result. “The only useful clue we found among the corpses of this group of ninjas was that each of them has a plum blossom tattooed on their bodies. Hence, we’ve given them the name ‘Ume Ninja’.”

At the same time, he pulled out two black shurikens. The shuriken was one of the most commonly used weapons by Japanese ninjas. This weapon was about fifteen centimeters in length with symmetrical blades on both sides and a short grip that looked like a dagger.

I quickly added to make sure I cleared up any of their misunderstandings. “Here comes Niko,” Darius said, pointing behind me. I turned to look at Niko. He wore all black just like the rest of his team. Black long sleeve sweatshirt over black pants with a black knife holster strapped to his body. I glanced back at the rest of them to check if they also had knife holsters strapped to their body and they did. I was the odd one out with my short sleeve brown t-shirt and no holster strapped to my body whatsoever. I frowned.

***** Unknown Place: A whistle filled the silent air around as three men were seen kneeling on the ground and shaking in fear, their eyes never leaving the one blowing the whistle. They were inside in what looked like a throne room, and the one blowing the whistle sat on a throne chair. Many Samurai's Ninja Warriors were seen behind the throne and all round the corner of the throne room. Two swords that looked exactly like the one Paul had kept in the box were seen rolling in circles in the mid-air at each side of the throne chair. Every part of the swords was red in color, red like blood. The whistle stopped. "Do you know what happens to those who defy my orders?" A lady's voice was heard a

Nina Black A name once remembered with admiration, respect and love by the Black family and their pack. She was an ambitious woman who was witty and firm yet was loving, funny and the most gentle and sweet mother to her pups. Nina was a precious gem amongst worthless pebbles and she was cherished and respected greatly, even in the Council by the people in the Council. Now, when her name is even whispered the harsh, callous memories of her madness brought fear into the hearts of many, even the Elders’. It was one of the reasons why the Black family were so feared, even though they’re still cruel and merciless, it was Nina who stained their name with blood.

I flashed him a smile, heading back to whisk myself under the sheets. “Take it wherever you’re going. It’s a protective jade.” He yelled behind me. “Yes, sir!” It was impossible to carry such a stone all around. It had edges that fit up to a hexagon and a weird drawing of a yin-yang symbol, supposedly. The whole school would definitely think I’m some shaman trying to hold the females into some kind of fraternity. I walked past the monochrome-colored tiles, dropping the newspaper collection and the weird-looking stone on the dining table.

Zoe told her teary eyed daughter, who was holding up pretty well for her young age to go through such an agonizing experience. Not even her sextuplet siblings had been subject to this kind of special training and it really sucked when she was the only one left in the forest for the Ninja exam in nothing but a huge unisex shirt, baggy shorts, bare foot and bald with the scalp showing the deep black, inked Dragon tattoo. Basically, she could be easily mistaken as a bald boy on a run. The Dragon in the tattoo had a small pearl between its fangs and that pearl was none other than the powerful ‘Ninja Dragon Stone’ which could trigger wars just to possess it for its immense power.

How was he so calm? “They have one more weakness… they can see all colours but black. So those men…” Lead flew behind me and pointed towards Hikari’s ninjas. “... if they hide their eyes and nose with black cover too. They could just pass by the shadow eaters and they wouldn’t know of their presence.” Hikari looked at them and gulped. The ninjas looked at Hikari and knelt, waiting for his orders. It was a suicide mission, yet they were ready without putting another thought into it.