Tmnt Katana Novels & Stories

she shakes her head like she finds me insane. "They are so cute you know." I smiled at her sweetly and she just angrily looked at me. "Be careful next time." She seriously said. "Woah, coming from the one whom I trained?" I looked at her like I didn't expect that coming and pouted ny lips "yes master" I sarcastically said to her. Katana's age was two years younger than mine. She was 21 while I am 23. I trained her when she was 6 and I am 8 years old. She always followed me since we were kids and I treat her like my younger sister.

She took out her leather half-finger gloves and leather black flat boots to complete her dressing. She got dressed before going back to her closet and opening the compartment behind it to reveal a long black-headed samurai sword. Something she acquired from the last target she took out in her last hunt. The guy had been some Japanese mafia who was into swords, luckily for Katya, she was versed in the art of. swordfight among other things which made her good at what she does. Killing.

It made Kane smile more than he expected. Her red hair, still slightly damp from her shower, fell in loose waves around her delicate face. The oversized white t shirt she wore, his shirt, slipped off one shoulder, revealing pale freckled skin along her collarbone. Kane stood across the room, flipping another pancake onto a plate with easy precision. He wore nothing but grey sweatpants, his muscles shifting with each movement, calm and controlled. Mona blinked suddenly, realizing she had been staring. "Wow... you're so good at that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Why did she do these things to me? “Okay, Killian,” Katya said walking into the living room. She really was drop-dead gorgeous. She was wearing her hair up in a high ponytail, a black tight tiny tee, and some jeans that hugged her so tight it should have been against the law, her biker boots made her easily a foot taller, but what caught my attention was her weapons. “What in the hell, are you Xena?” I ask, standing up. “What?” She said, putting her jacket on.

The Titan Freak growled, its massive claws reaching toward Bima’s backpack, where the Indomie Super Nutripower was kept. "NO! DON’T TOUCH MY INDOMIE!" Bima roared, trying to stand, but his leg wouldn’t hold him. Lia lunged forward, swinging her meat cleaver at the Titan Freak. CLANG! The cleaver hit the Titan Freak’s arm, sparking and making a loud metallic ring. No effect. The Titan Freak’s skin was too thick. The monster just let out a low growl, then shoved Lia away with its palm. THUD! Lia flew backward, hitting the wall before collapsing, her crowbar slipping from her hand.

Julian barely had time to throw Sloane to the side before a blade sliced through the air where her neck had been, carving a molten line into the stone pillar behind her. "Julian, the balcony!" Sloane screamed. She didn't run; she danced. In her white tactical suit, she was a blur of motion against the dark stone. She drew two specialized ceramic katanas—short, black, and designed for close-quarters execution. The "drama" of the fight was a masterpiece of kinetic poetry. Sloane engaged three of the Crows simultaneously. The sound of ceramic clashing against high-frequency steel was a high-pitched shriek. She used the hem of her white tactical cloak as a distraction, snapping it like a whip to

“What will you choose?” I walk along the wall, knowing exactly what I’m after, and proceed to take a katana down from the wall. Traditionally, katanas are forged using Tamahagane, but this particular sword is forged using bloodstone, a specific gemstone that upon contact, can weaken any sanguidae. It’s also the only substance that can kill them. To successfully kill a sanguidae one must cut out their heart using bloodstone, as it stops the heart from regenerating.

It made a loud thwack sound. "Hey!" Damon yelled, rubbing his nose as Kate marched right past him. "That was assault. I’m pretty sure that violates our peace treaty…" "The treaty only applies to mythical creatures, not annoying boys," Kate called out. “Do you have a tablet?” Damon nodded immediately. Then he reached into his bag, brought out a flat screen and handed one to Kate. “Thank you.” Kate collected it, tapping rapidly on the screen. I turned to look at Fenrir only to find him looking at me. “Do you see what I am seeing?”

Professor Pops chuckled, and I couldn't help the smile that curled up on my lips. "Let's not count on it." He stroked my head with his free hand, and I drew in a deep breath, enjoying his smell: Old books, paper, and cigars. After several minutes I pulled away and considered him. "I'll be stronger, which will make it more difficult for me to die, but I can be killed the same as any human." It was a statement. One that I knew, as I spoke, was correct. "Exactly." He held the blade, still sheathed in a black cover, in both hands. "This is called a jokoto or katana, which is the now universal term."

She had heard about his father before, so if he had learnt from his father, why wasn’t he recruited by her father? She shrugged. Her father did things his own way. VVVVV “So you just turn the canister like this” Takashi showed her. And the thing was actually making a small beeping noise. She refused to be impressed. “Then wait three seconds before you throw it” and he did that, and a gas cloud filled the area he threw it to. “What does it do?” “It stuns your opponent for a while. Temporary blindness just like multiple camera flashes”. “Okay, but I’ll still choose brass knuckles over this any day”.