Blaze moved slowly through the dark hallways of the seemingly abandoned house. He didn't seem to show any fear and moved through the house with such confidence that one would suppose that this was his own home. However, he was dressed in very dark garments as to suggest that he was not the resident of the household, but someone who looked as if they intended to rob the house. He wore black shoes that are popular in the martial arts community. He wore long black pants that were soft to the touch and of unknown fabric. He wore a black shirt with bellbottom sleeves and around his torso was a thick piece of silk that was tied in the back with pieces hanging from it. He had long black hair with red high lights.
He moved down the longest hallway that was inside this house and he stopped in front of the door and his eyes quickly darted to the side as a shadow moved down from the ceiling. Blaze jumped back avoiding the shadow's kick and he raised his arm in a defensive stance. It was too dark for a typical person to see, but Blaze's eyes had adapted to the darkness long ago. He saw the man before him, and out of the corner of his eyes a glimmer of light shone and he jumped back again and two throwing stars hit the wall of where he was. He smirked and crossed his arms.
"Is this really necessary?" Blaze asked the two figures who looked at each other awkwardly.
"Sorry Blaze, you startled us," A female voice echoed apologetically, "You walk so softly and didn't introduce yourself so we assumed you were an enemy."
"Oops, I forgot to introduce myself," Blaze said shaking his head and the man chuckled.
"Same old Blaze. Go on in the master is ready for you," The man spoke and Blaze nodded slowly.
Blaze was a master of ninjitsu and the art of assassination. He had been training since he was young child and the master was a man who 'adopted' him and took care of him from when he was a baby. Now Blaze being sixteen years of age he was the best student that the master ever had. He was getting another mission which he got periodically. During these missions Blaze had to assassinate people whether they be famous, not famous, politicians, or his own 'friends' he had to complete the mission without getting caught. He didn't know what mission he was getting this time, but from what he heard the mission was of dire importance.
Blaze opened the door revealing a well lit room except with a large shadow that drew over the master's face. Blaze could never see much of the master and he had never once saw the master's face. He never knew his real name or where he came from, but he completely trusted this man. He walked forward and kneeled before his master lowering his head with honor.
"Stand my child," The man spoke raising his hand and Blaze rose slowly with confusion, because he had never been aloud to stand before the master.
"Sir?" He asked with confusion.
"I am allowing you to stand because I trust you. Not only that, but this next mission is of dire importance. If you fail, don't even bother coming back," The master spoke and Blaze was taken aback.
He was confused because the master would never shun him unless the mission was seriously important, "Yes master," Blaze said with doubt.
"I need you to take out this karate master who will pose as a threat to an upcoming endeavor," The master said.
"A karate master? I thought this would be challenging," Blaze said smirking and the master chuckling a little.
"Yes, this may seem like a walk in the park, but this karate master has natural skill beyond normal karate masters," His master stated.
"Even so, karate has no chance against my skills," Blaze said smirking again. He never had trouble being cocky.
"Yes, you're more skillful, but he's from a troublesome and popular dojo," The master said before pausing for a moment, "The Bobby Wasabi chain of dojos."
"Bobby Wasabi? The movie star?" Blaze asked confused.
"Yes,"
"I thought he got really overweight, why should this be a threat to me?"
"Well, this boy has four friends, one who is a black belt, a sensei who is a black belt, and they're popular."
"I am not seeing the threat."
"Well, if Bobby finds out that an assassin is after Jack, he'll have ninja guards, and they're both skilled in karate and ninjitsu."
Blaze paused for a problem trying to process the threat level, "Well, this does seem like a problem. Ninjas, Karate masters, and popularity are all factors that could hinder my mission. However, I think I'll be able to handle it without little issue. Now, who is this boy?"
"His name is Jack," The master said holding up a picture of the target and Blaze's eyes widened.
"He's a mere child! Why is he a threat?"
"Do you doubt me?"
"No master, just curious"
"I cannot tell you, but he'll be a threat."
"Alright Master, I'll set out tomorrow."
"Good." Blaze left the room and walked down the hallway trying to wrap his head around the mission he's about to do.
A/N: This was a short sucky chapter, but I felt I had to get this story started. Read and Review. Blah blah blah