The Path of a Young Ninja
Now before the story begins, I the author would like to thank you for taking the time to read this. I will try to post a chapter a night, about five times a week depending on interest. I love stories, I really just adore them, however I don't write just for myself. I'm not that selfish hahaha… If you like what you read and would like it to continue, well just let me know. I'll try not to do large introductions to every chapter about irrelevant things but you never know, things have a funny way of working out. The most important thing though, is that I hope you enjoy dearest reader, I truly do.
"Through all great stories there's always some sort of an ending."
"Whether it be cheerful to the purest of means or soul crushing, life is simply the ultimate adventure."
With a fake smile Frederick was pleased with himself. The conclusion he had created was marvelous to his ideals. Though he knew that no person could truly comprehend him, except for her he thought as he frowned…; it made him proud that by simply finishing a work of writing he could spend his night alone and in peace.
"Who needs people? They sing and dance and are ignorant to everything.
But why is it that it's so important to speak? What's it all mean? How can communication be so crucial to mankind?"
Frederick continued to ponder these thoughts; slowly believing that with true liberty adventure could arrive.
Suddenly, Frederick stood up from the chair in which he had sat. It was a leather chair, expensive, thought provoking, clear that it was designed for the purpose of intense pondering.
He looked quickly at the mirror; at fifteen years of age he always looked tired. He had pale skin, short and straight brown hair. His eyes pure hazel, however through the darkness he spent his time in, always appeared gray. He wasn't well built but not in poor shape at all. He had learned the hard way of survival through the fight or flight situations he consistently found himself facing. The subways always took advantage of those with nowhere to go, whether it be the drunkards making a mess of the trolley or people giving each other dark looks.
Frederick took a few steps to the nearby window and opened the blinds only to be flashed with light.
The New York City Lights all glowed majestically in the deep night sky.
From Frederick's apartment window, he noticed people walking about, some briskly and others fluently.
He saw communication through the diligent night workers and comedic actions occurring through the so infamously known "night crowd."
Frederick frowned because he knew that no one would share the same thoughts that he did. He observed a young couple walking gleefully, hand in hand; as he signed in frustration.
This became a common way for Frederick to celebrate his holidays.
Stare out into the New York Streets.
Through New Year's Eve and Valentine's Day, he had observed the same experiences, simply begging that he would encounter something different.
Even though the skyline of New York was bright, and the sky even brighter, Frederick noticed something surprisingly different in the sky.
Flashing with light, he observed a truly rare sight.
Up upon the sky so high was a comet, streaking with light and power.
Frederick smiled a truly content smile for the first time in 6 years.
It was finally his time; he would now ascend and become what he knew he could.
He could finally live his life once again without the memories of his love Sophie and his family haunting him.
Tonight would be the night he learned to live without grief.
His nights of solitude were over.
This would be his final night alone. He felt the urge in his heart that something was calling for him, suddenly Frederick gave in and opened the window he had been staring out of, and jumped ahead without looking back.
Panic arose all around Frederick as he realized what he had just done, the air gushing around him as he free fell to the ground. People stopped and others screamed as they saw the boy plummeting to his certain demise.
Frederick closed his eyes and thought of Sophie, her pretty, gentle blue eyes, her warm smile, her soft, long brown hair. He cried as he thought of her, thinking that perhaps now he'd be able to see her after all.
Finally unimaginable pain was felt by Frederick as he hit the ground, and darkness was the only thing he saw. He couldn't move and everything felt as if it had stopped.
Moments went by as flashes of his life appeared before his eyes, his parents lovingly hugging him before they were taken away, his brothers and sisters always watching him with such an intense look, Sophie always making him feel like everything wrong in the world didn't matter as long as he had her.
Suddenly, Frederick heard the comet, and he saw light once again. He stopped feeling so much pain and felt that he could move again. He fidgeted softly before opening his eyes.
Disbelief was the only thing he felt and saw. Holding him was Sophie, with her angelic face eyeing him, completely filled with sadness.
Frederick tried to speak but no words came out, instead Sophie spoke to him softly.
"Frederick, I love you."
Frederick looked at her, completely shocked, tears drifting from his eyes for the first time since her death.
"I've been watching over you, and I'm sorry to say that it's not your time yet."
Frederick looked at her sadly, feeling his heart hurt, not being with Sophie was the worst possible thing that could happen to him, he would rather die twenty times over than not be with her.
"You've been given another chance, to pick up where you left off in a different world. Enjoy your life Frederick, we may be soul mates but that doesn't mean you can't find love. Be happy, and cherish our time together. I love you Frederick, forever and always."
Sophie looked at Frederick sadly, tears falling from her pure and gentle face. She had caught him from falling, however now she placed Frederick in a small river.
Frederick closed his eyes, and Sophie vanished.
Frederick knew that when he opened his eyes again everything would be different. Carelessly he slept, and hoped to dream of his dear Sophie just for a bit longer.
After what seemed like a century of darkness, Frederick opened his eyes and saw light. His first instinct was that he felt wet. He leaned up to only realize that he had been lying in a small stream.
This confused him, as there were not any streams such as this in New York City, perhaps he was in upstate New York or something like that; could that be what Sophie had meant when she said a different world? A country life? It could make sense as city life was so much different than a traditional farm or anything else in that matter.
Surprisingly Frederick didn't feel any pain; he stood up and checked his pocket for his phone. It wasn't there, in fact he had nothing on him at all, no money, food, identification; he was screwed. If there was one thing he had learned from New York City though, it was do not rely on strangers as most will take advantage of you, especially in China Town, aka rip-off district.
He walked along the stream for a bit, sipping from its water from time to time, as he grew thirsty from the distance he covered and the rocks he was forced to climb.
Finally he reached what looked like a waterborne cottage. It was covered in water, perhaps from flooding or mismanagement. Frederick walked to the door and knocked on it. It took awhile but finally the door opened and a man glared at him from the other side.
"What do you want? We paid our taxes to Lord Orochimaru already, what else do you want from us? You can't take our daughter too; especially after what happened to our son!"
Frederick looked at the man as if he had twenty heads.
"Lord Orochimaru? Are you kidding me?"
The man raised an eyebrow at Frederick suspiciously.
Frederick however couldn't believe what he had just heard, he and Sophie used to spend hours watching the show and reading the manga but he never thought that this would be what Sophie had meant by a different world. If this was the truth he had to get away from this house and to Konoha as quickly as possible or he would end up a cruel experiment.
Frederick then quickly asked a different question.
"Where is Konoha from here? What direction? I've been separated from my unit and if you don't want Lord Orochimaru to come and burn down your home I suggest you let me know." Frederick gritted his teeth at the man, it was a blatant lie but he didn't and wouldn't trust anyone, at least not these people.
The man looked at him suspiciously as if debating whether or not to sabotage him or not. Finally the man spoke.
"You're not one of his men, your lying needs work boy. I was going to send you straight to his territory, but since I do still have a daughter, I'll let you off easy. Konoha is that way, it's a long walk, so get going." The man abruptly shut the door in Frederick's face.
Frederick didn't even look back as he began going to Konoha, he had found a stray, empty glass bottle in which he filled with water from the stream. The bottle reeked of alcohol but it was Frederick's only choice. If he was going to survive, he would have to be resourceful.
The universe decided now would be the ideal time to test him, as it immediately began to rain a dark and heavy rain. *
Well that's the end of chapter one, if you enjoyed and would like me to continue, let me know J.