ANBU: Terror of War - (An Naruto OC story) by ~Shininku~ {{SLFJr.}}
Disclaimer: I do not own the Naruto universe, but the characters within this story have been created by my friends and I. And since I am simply trying to recreate the Naruto universe in the same glory, do bear with me if I fail to uphold your expectations by going too out of universe. Thank you.
Prologue - Who are we
Someone once asked me... Who am I?
A kunai ripped across a man's throat, splashing his blood across the wall of the dark room. The torch that lit the room went out, just like the light from the man's eyes.
There was no response for him... I? He said who am I?
Three shuriken spun through the air after the assassin, piercing through his black cloak. Three ninja garbed in black, leapt from the wall which surrounded a medium-sized building. They landed around the cloak and flipped it over to see a decapitated corpse, wearing the same garments as themselves.
There is no I... Only we... Because there is no individual...
The assassin came down swiftly, slashing straight through one of the ninjas, decapitating him. He swiftly spun and stabbed a kunai into the stomach of the next ninja, then ripped it back out and slashed across the ninja's throat. A wall of shuriken was coming towards him, but the assassin quickly threw a kunai with an exploding tag. It crashed against one of the shuriken and blew up. The wall of shuriken kept coming towards the assassin, but the ninja was pierced by a second kunai. He watched in fear as the tag ingnited and then moments later, he could never watch anything again. There wasn't even any eyes left, of which he could watch with. The other shuriken faded, without the ninja casting his jutsu.
I do not exist... 'I', no longer exists...
The assassin glanced at the men's corpses, as the moon peaked out from behind a cloud. It made the gray armor that went around his torso shine a little. He had arm guards, that covered the back of his hand to his elbows, equally gray. The parts that weren't covered by the armor, were covered in his black garments; from his long-sleeve shirt, to the gloves, to his pants and boots. He wore a white scarf around his neck, that dropped down to his waist. He wore a mask on his face, with two wolf-like ears that rose from the top of the mask. A white mask with black lines extending down from the eye sockets, as though it were crying. There was a material coming from the top of the mask, which hid the assassin's hair, while making it look like he had long black, somewhat spiky hair.
I is we... And we...
He walked over to pick up the black cloak and wrapped it around his body, propping the hood up and hiding his hair. Someone's screams could be heard, followed by an explosion on one of the higher floors of the building. He quickly vanished shortly after.
We are ANBU...