The Work of Hidden Skills
{A/N: When ever you see a 'code' there will be a song that corresponds to it{{at bottom of chapter}} so you can get the beat}
I walk through the streets of the Village, browsing the market. There wasn't as much as there usually is, seeing as how we were preparing for a battle. Although the public thought it was just some other neighboring village in battle that was preventing them from recieving their products. I walked out of the market, reciveing a few stares from the people who visited for the market. This happened every once in a while, because I wore what people think of as the wierdest outfit ever. Especially as an entertainer. I wore black baggy cargo pants that were low-rise, and had a black t-shirt that revealed mostly my entire stomach. For shoes I just wore black ninja sandlas, as most most of the entertainers did.
Now all this talk 'bout entertainers is just what the outsiders call the ninja, because that was our cover. Only those who were ninja here aware of the fact that we were more than entertainers. They way we fight is quite simple. We don't use normal jutsus, using handsighns, but we use what we call Taietnen (Tye-et-nehn), meaning something in some ancient language of ours. We had to keep it on the down-low though, because our village is the center of trade and very open, meaning we can't openly train as normal ninja do, so we got rid of that a long time ago.
A couple hours after I walked through the market, I heard my name being called. "Renjira-Sensei, we are heading out now. You are requested to lead the troops." I just nodded, and went to my position. "Alright!" I yelled, grabbing the ninjas attention. "We will be following procedure A-381*!" A-381* was just one of the codes we used, it just let the ninja know what beat we would be fighting to.
With that one command we all set out. We were heading towards the enemy, as they were advancing towards us. After about three housr of travel, the enemy and us found each other. I smirked as they got into standard fighting positions, and our formation completed. We were in just a simple triangle, but my smirk grew even more as frustration grew on their faces. The postion each individual person was different, each at a different starting point. I raised one arm, and my ninja shifted so they each copied my postion exactly.
The enemy ninja started their attack. Just as they started, the beat in my head began. Right as they were about to attack, my right leg shot out and did a sweep kick at the air and did a body roll, finishing with a punch to the ground, with all the momentum I had gathered. The Taietnen ninja did the same, and the force that hit the ground caused the earth around them to ripple, either dismembreing the other ninja or at least stunning them. With the few minutes the attack had given us, the girl Taietnen put up their long hair while the guys just stood, waiting for next orders. This was now going to get serious, seeing as the earth ripple only took out a few of them.
My long black hair with red striking through it now up in a ponytail, my neck and shoulders were clearly visible, along with my very tattoo-like birthmarks. Going across from one shoulder to the other was an extremely detailed dragon, apparently resembling power. Around my neck is a Rose, the thorns looking as if they pierced my skin, although they were'nt real. It represented grace, apparently. I wouldn't mind them that much, if they were just black. But no, they werecolored, too. The rose is a deep blood red, with black edges of the petals. The dragon seemed to be an earth one, because it was green and blue.
Within a few seconds the Ninja were standing back up. And right then I noticed that others were watching. There was only 3, though. They were obviously ninja because they had been hiding their chakra essence, as I called it, until my birthmarks had been revealed. For the time being they were no threat, so I let it go. I stuck my right elbow out to the side of me, and the Taietnen foration was changed. From an aireal view we were in a very distinct pattern of a coiled snake. procedure Z-740* was now in play.I raised my right leg above/behind my head. Now the sound was clearly heard by all, as we were all thinking hard and focusing. The sound ringing out, we attacked with me in the lead. With my right leg still raised, my upper body bent over, my vertabrae individually seen through the stretched skin over them. I tilted my head back up and smirked as I brought my right leg down to the earth, also swinging my left one upwards so that I didn't break my back in the process.
The ninja were reading for the attack, so they easily avoided it. Although they did avoid one attack, who says that we only have on at a time. While they are suspended in air, the 'tail' strikes with an 'air dance'. In simple terms the end of the snake formation did a dance that moved the air into a cylinder shape, and those who were suspended in the air were now going a round and a round in the air. Except for on person, who was on the inside of the cylinder. I grimaced. I didn't exactly like to inflict slow painful deaths to someone, but in this situation it couldn't be avoided. I stepped back into the cupped hands of the Taitnen. They hoisted me up into the air, bent down and thrusted my body into the air towards the cylinder.
I tucked my legs in close to my body as I came into contact with the cylinder. My bodyeasily sliced through the compressed air, and I landed kicking the poor ninja that was caught unmoving in the middle. I heard a crack as my foot connected with his head. I flinched slightly and turned back to my work. The sounds were still 'playing'. I crouched down, with an arm bent over my face, and one leg sticking out. The wind caught my leg, and it was thrust around, in a circle. I spun myself more with my left legt that was firmly planted on the ground. A new wind current formed, and it slowly crushed the ninja. Their screams were blocked from my ears by the wind, thankfully. But theose who were outside weren't as lucky. I could see the slight grimaces on their faces.
Th wind stopped, and the remnants of the ninja just fell out of the air. Blood splattered over my already sweat-covered body. I spit out the some that had gotten into my mouth, unhappily. Blood tasted good, but nobody knew that I thought that. The three ninja that I had sensed earlier were now retreating. I shot a glance in their direction, and caught a glimps of something. Red and black, maybe?I shrugged it off. Nothing I needed to worry about.
After only a half hour, we reached the village. (We could travel by going from tree to tree now beacause we didn't need to be prepared for attacks) The other Taitnenjust walked to their familes, while I had to sneak into my apartment, because i was covereed in blood that wasn't my own, and had to keep up the image that I was a performer. My apartment had been conviently postioned so that the back of the building was at the edge of the village, where the forest started. I walked through the back door and went straight to the bathroom.
After taking a shower and washing my clothes, it was nighttime. I wore a pair of black low-rise pants with a black tank top. I headed over to the couch and layed down on it, thinking. But then a knock so rudely interupted my thoughts. I groaned quietly and stood up, walking over to the door and opening it. In front of me stood leader's messenger. He handed me a parchment. and left. I closed the door and looked at the paper. At the top it said 'Ms. Renjira, 14 is now permitted to accompany the performers on their patrol...' and the rest just simply stated where I was now going and when. The 'patrol' is just simply our traveling performers(singers, dancers), going from place to place gathering information. The ifrst trip started tomorrow, and ended only kami-knows-when.
I did a wierd victory dance. I had been trying for years to get them to let me go, and now I finally could. The age requirenment is usually 16, but I was just so skilled they had finally agreed to let me go. I put the paper down on the table and went to pack. I just needed a couple changes of clothes, which were all the same thing, and some money for only packing, I plopped my shoulder bag near the door and passed out on my bed.
[A-381= I Can Transform Ya by Chris Brown Ft. Swizz Beatz and lil' Wayne]
[Z-740=Sweet December by Shortstack]