Ninja Warna Hitam Novels & Stories

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.

Knife would come to me and Ginny wouldn't be hiding in the shadows if they were the ones. But they weren't. I sensed about twenty people lurking behind the dark shadows of the warehouse. Suddenly I heard footsteps. Someone on high heels was approaching me from behind. Simultaneously, people began emerging from the shadows. These people wore dark skintight outfits and masks. They also had swords drawn, ready and steady to kill. I instantly recognized them as Ninjas. It's easier to know this folks once you've watched tons of Ninja movies like I did. They surrounded me, keeping their swords close to themselves as they glared at me.

Tanpa sempat mengeluarkan suara bising, kedua tubuh kekar itu langsung ambruk menghantam lantai beton, tewas seketika dengan mata yang membelalak kosong. Di ujung anak tangga, Nia Maheswari berdiri dengan jemari yang kembali menyelipkan tiga bilah pisau serupa di balik lengan pakaian kasualnya. Ia memandang rendah ke arah kerumunan dengan sepasang mata tirani yang mematikan. "Tempat ini adalah tanah Hutan Bambu Hitam, dan akulah pemegang tunggal segelnya. Saya tanya sekali lagi... kepada siapa kalian harus menundukkan kepala?!"

"You filthy lowlife! You will tremble in the face of death and face your demise as you deserve to." Cyrus opened his mouth all of a sudden, spitting out a dagger. The dagger was completely black in color. It was covered densely in runes, emitting a terrifying aura as soon as Cyrus held it. "Be careful, sir! That's a Ghost Sword, it has the power to decay anything," Yumi shouted. There were too many ninjas in the room, and many of her men were already injured. Yumi had no choice but to join the battle, two swords appearing in her hands as she slashed her way into the battlefield.

The ninja, who bore the appearance of a frog, was frothing with anger. He shot a furious glare at Yvonne, gritting his teeth. “You Country H bastards! How dare you hurt me?! I’ll let you know what it means to die without a burial ground!” Harvey took a step forward, his face cold. Right then, the frog-faced ninja waved his hands. Different sized beads flew out immediately and exploded in the air. The explosion formed another mist, which then began to close in on Harvey and the others at a steady pace. Harvey’s face changed frantically. He grabbed Yvonne and rolled away with her in his arms.

Antonio said and ended the call and soon a text message came to him. "RIP." He said and three Ninja assassin's appeared before him. "You will be going to India to kill Niral Vanhi tonight." He told them and showed them the picture on his phone with the house address. "Yes master." They said in unison and were gone. ***** Back in India Javi has this feeling that something wants to happen and texted Niral not to come home.