Sasuke Uchiha Symbol Novels & Stories

Tobias slumps back in his chair. “Me either.” Lucas agrees. Rubbing his hand down his face in frustration and fatigue. The symbol doesn’t look like it belongs to any pack. But it’s clearly some type of signature, or insignia of a group. It looked like the letter ‘u’, with a straight line going across the middle. I run my fingers through my hair, scratching my head in confusion and anger. I just kept repeating the one line left on the note. “Don’t trust a Stone farther than you can throw it.”

Symbols on the wall, all drawn in blood, demonic blood, but that wasn’t the part that shocked her, it was the familiar symbols that took the form of a large circle with a dote in the middle, they were the same she saw tattooed on the faces of those of who attacked Nara long ago, one of them being her brother. Taking out her notebook, Sara quickly draw the symbols on a blank page before hiding the notebook in her vast and leaving the location, she wanted to do something about the symbols but didn’t have enough time to, even when she knew that it was probably something very important that is going to comeback and bite her later, but later for later, and she had present issues to worry about, e

As they were getting far from the dead end settlement, one of his mates speaks breaking the silence. "Leader…do you think, this is the time?..". "It's not our place to questions…we are the shinobi..do what been asked and serve faithfully….if it comes then it comes..".(Sasu) What Sasu said was correct, as a shinobi they were highly discipline and dedicated to their jobs. But deep inside Sasu was also thinking about the inkling of hopes shown a few moments ago, and honestly he started to believe, why because from the moment they start moving not a single monsters can be seen, accept for a few limbless zombies that was hanged upside down with a hose and a bottle on the ground and a writing sayi

“They called it ‘Supernatural’ because the venture boys needed a sexy deck. The lab called it PX-5. The men in suits called it Phase. Like it was an operation.” Jack set Aki’s photo down on the table between them. Black eyes. White hair. The composure of someone who owns gravity wherever she walks. “And her?” he asked. “Ghost program,” Susan said, almost to herself. “Recruitment out of disaster zones. Stateless. Practically invisible. I never met her. But the codename crossed server logs with a Japanese flag and a redacted training file from a contractor we all pretended didn’t exist.” “Sumua was declared dead,” Pauly said, tapping the corner of the dossier with a pen cap. “Somebody laundere

Then my palms burned again. I screamed. The wounds from the dagger closed suddenly. But something else formed in their place. There was a symbol burned into my skin; a triangle with three circles inside. The same symbol I had seen on Tariq’s back. The same symbol from his cursed diary. Susan plunged my hands into a bowl of liquid. The burning stopped immediately. I stared at my palms in horror. Athena sobbed softly. They marked you. Susan smiled with satisfaction. “It is done,” she said. “You are husband and wife, bound by the curse.”

There was no sign of us. We were gone. Truly gone, this time. But as the men gathered their wits and prepared to clear the wood, one of them, the youngest, knelt by the stump. He placed his hand on the clean, cut wood. It was warm. And carved into the surface of the stump, as if it had grown there over a hundred years, was a perfect, intricate symbol. It wasn't the sigil of Cresendo or the mark of the Serpent's Tail. It was a new symbol. A single, continuous line that wove together the shape of a willow leaf and the curve of a mountain peak, forever intertwined.

But he soon noticed his brother's face turning gray. "Bruddah, what happened? It's not white, then why panic?" "It is not white nor should be seen in Amai. If it's him, then we really need to panic." The sub general told Abhik. "Huh??" "Red rose is the symbol of Jiva, crown prince of Hiranga," Charan said. "Lord, other than himself who dares to use this. He is here. " Charan reported his concern. "If he is here then the hawks have entered Amai. But why?? They never get in between serpents." Yuvan was frustrated with them.

Indeed, it was the symbol—a black scorpion outlined with a touch of gold, placed atop two flaming swords crossing each other, the flames an ethereal red. "Huh? Why did he draw this? Is he a member of the Red Scorpions?" She wondered aloud, examining the drawing closely. Her eyes then shifted to the name written in italic font. "Francisco Stephan." The name seemed oddly familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. "Where have I heard that name before?" She asked herself.

"But..' she whispers. 'Not now..' he said again, and completely vanished from the room. He walks outside the main gate of the palace, where the garden lies. Petals of sakura leaves were falling down from trees. Surrounded by the sakura trees and a fountain in the middle. Alkhun looks at the water in it and saw the reflection of himself. Black greyish eyes, with black messy hair and white tan skin, pointed nose. Nothing special really, except. He shoved his hair on the forehead theirs a noticeable black scar, a Finger big, undefined shape. He doesn't hate it, he sure doesn't. It is the symbol of the Witch Family of the West.

Their carriage had just passed the gate with the symbol of, as Yuta told them, three fireballs on it. “Our clan is known to have more fire elemers among its members. So our family symbol is three small fireballs. Combined, they become one big fireball that is Shouha.” Yuta explained as their carriage drove on the streets of the Akamine compound. Darrion smiled widely. “Ahh~ So that’s why I think it’s familiar. It’s the flame in the tree relief at the entrance gate back then, Jai. I think it’s nice if we can learn about the clans’ history, don’t you think so?” He asked Jai, who nodded in agreement.