Hunter
Breathe in. Breathe out. I slowly brought down my breathing. The mission I was on couldn't fail. Take two hostages without fail. Sounds easy but, in reality it was the complete opposite. Reason being that the hostages were strong and definitely out did me in battles. Great situation I was in right? This was for my village though so no questions asked I would die before running away.
The hostages were from the Sound Village. I was told this from the Hokage. She usually gave me easier mission but, this one had been strictly for me and there's no argument to orders. I actually had formed a sort of feeling toward the Hokage that might be close to praise since she was very strong in the war. The Leaf Village I came from was very popular after the war people praised it and a certain little blonde haired boy there named Naruto. I respected Naruto for being strong to the end and bringing back Sasuke even though I never met him I still felt close to both the boys for having the same type of feel for loneliness they had.
My sob story was basically about how when I was put in my team of four we were put on a mission that was at a place that put me and my team at a place at the wrong time ending in me being the only survivor after it. I never really knew my parents either they would always be traveling to others villages leaving me alone. They disowned me after my team was killed and called me a coward. Leaving me only money to get an apartment I was forced to get a job at the age of 12. Even though presently I am 18 I still hear their voices and have nightmares of the "incident" to this day.
"Hitura you'll never be a real ninja." My mom would sneer.
I shuddered at the sound of her voice practically hearing it. I heard a voice and snapped back into present time and gazed at the clearing. I was seated on a tree at the edge of the clearing were my target was now walking through. Slowly and quietly I took my weapon that had been tied around my waist and started to suit up. My weapon was from my dad's family the Sotans. The Sotan's family weapon was two blades that were connected by a rope. So basically it was a blade with a handle that was tied to a piece arms length rope to another blade handle. This weapon could be deadly long range or short depending on how you were trained. Before I was disowned my dad had taught me in both ways plus defense making me somewhat of a master and friendless because of the lack of going to school. Again my brilliant thing of a dad thought it would be better for me to be home schooled. Ending up in it being my fault for not listening and trying out for a team getting my team killed.
My hostage was now close to me enough for an ambush to take place. I jumped from my spot on the tree and landed just behind my target with flawlessness. Don't kill. It was one of the rules so there would be no bloodshed today, oh so I though. My hostage was now turning towards me giving me a full glimpse of what they looked like. My eyes widened as I realized what I had in store. Complete horror is a good way to describe my new feeling that began to settle in my stomach.
***This is my first chapter and story Please review and comment ~Lizzieloulou1000