Disclamer: I do not own Naruto. (If I did, I wouldn't have a home right now because I would've flooded it with tears of joy.)
In the dead of the night, soft sounds of feet running could be heard. A girl- no a young woman bursted out of the trees stopping at the edge of a steep cliff. She was dressed in a black one-piece dress that clung to her body tightly; yet gave her enough room to move around freely. She wore an ANBU mask on her face, which was staring at the moon.
Behind her, three rouge ninjas landed in front of her. "Girl, we have an important mission to accomplish. If you surrender now, we'll let you go without a scratch on that pretty body of yours." The other two rouges behind him laughed at their partner's comments.
A gust of wind blew, scattering the young woman's hair over her shoulders. A tongue darted out to moisten her smiling lips behind her mask. Lifting her hand, she took off her mask slowly, revealing her pale face bit by bit. Lowering the mask, she opened her eyes slowly.
"Hehe. We warned you girl!"
Such arrogance. As the three rouges lunged at her, she unsheathed her sword from her back. Jumping into the air, she arched her sword. Flipping back onto the ground gracefully, she flicked her sword, getting rid of the blood.
"ARGG!" Crash!
The body of the man who last commented laid beneath her feet. The man, slowly lifting his bloody hands tried to reach out to the deadly angel. "Beau...tiful." Thud. His hand dropped to the ground, signaling his end.
Turning around, she opened her eyes to access the damages she has done. Blotches of red could be seen between the fields of green. (AN: I picked these colors deliberately. I wonder if you can guess their meaning. Hehe.)
"You are a hundred years too early to beat me." Literally.
"Mission Complete."
The young woman whispered into the wind as she slowly walked away.