Chapter 1: Chapter 1
Blood dripped on the floor as the assassin's body went limp from the injury sustained from the boss's bodyguard. The grip of his hand loosened from the boss's collar as he lost consciousness and died. This was not the night to creep into the boss's estate an attempt to take his life. The overweight criminal grinned at the hemorrhaging assassin
"Very well done." Omatake complimented.
The blood stained savior only let his eyes rest upon his victim, void of any emotion.
"Boss!" One of three henchmen came in yelling.
"Are you alrig - what the hell happened in here?" Before an answer was given vocally, the sound of metal slicing through the air echoed in the henchman's ears. Shrieks of agonizing pain erupted from his mouth as did a spray of blood when his abdomen and chest were sliced several times.
"Ahh!" The other large bodyguard screeched in pain when sliced legs fell in front of him while his upper body fell to the ground.
"Worthless bastards…"
A dark figure stood over the third henchman who decided to cut his own throat rather than die so grotesquely.
"Pathetic. You call yourselves servants. You're nothing but weak punks and I spit on the fact I had to bloody my damn blade."
"Now, now my boy, don't get so upset over spilled blood. We can buy you as many katanas as you wish. You have proven to me that you are worth my hiring. You'll go to the Bountiful Joy Inn and take up residence there until you have worked your way into the main house. Though your skill is unmatched as I have seen, I have not been in business for this long without having precautions. You do understand it's simply business,right?"
The crime boss, Omatake grinned wildly at the dark ninja that stood before him. His round belly shook as he chuckled slightly while raking his hands through his long beard.
"Hai."
"Very well, I'll send for you in four days to assign your first assignment. Meanwhile, please feel free to wander about the town. I grant you my blessings to venture where you like. My men will be told that you are one of my bodyguards in training."
Referencing his memory of how quickly the ninja killed his assassins, Omatake laughed hardily from his belly.
"As if you need anymore training. I look forward to having you as part of my team. Your name from now on will be Crow. Do not forget it."
"Yes, sir I won't." He bowed in obedience.
"Oh, and one last thing…just what is your name?"Curiosity held tight to the crime boss since no one had uddered a name for the newest trainee in his camp. Most of the other men called him 'the new guy', or the 'loner'.
"I have no name. Nor do I have a past. I sought you out because word in the ghetto's is you are the number one boss to work for in this rich city, and nomads like myself need to have a strong leader." Mono-tone yet light enough to be classified as a young adult, very stern in his statue, the murderous ninja stood as still as a tree, only blinking while focusing on his boss.
"So I'm that popular? Hm?"
"T'would seem that way."
At that moment the boss and Crow were engulfed in red smoke. Crow squinted and instantly stepped closer to the boss, turning to face the new arrival.
"You have excellent eyes to detect me so quickly. Most are already dead when my Time Jutsu is completed."
"You were careless." Crow mumbled dryly.
The tall lanky ninja crossed his arms as if he were getting ready to sign something when the boss stuck out his arm, commanding his right hand to seise.
"That's enough Tichio. Crow was only watching out for me. Surely you won't kill a new member before he begins his jobs. You're so troublesome."
The fat boss chuckled loudly again stepping around Crow to stand beside the brooding ninja. He took down his red face mask to reveal a darkening scowl.
"Crow this is Maturasa Tichio, my right hand and second in command. You'll address him as boss when I'm not present and obey his every wish, within reason, unless I'm dead."
Again he bellowed in laughter, and the young ninja, bowed to Tichio out of obedience to his boss.
"Hai."
Tichio rolled his eyes before stating,"I hate to break up this warming introduction, but you have associates coming and they'll surely want to try some of the merchandise, sir,".
Tichio often reminded the Omatake of his schedule and meetings. They were unnaturally close, like brother's. Highly respected and definitely feared, however, Tichio was known as the Red Smoke Killer.
When individuals saw the red mist it was a result of their own blood being sent into the air as vapor from Tichio's attack. He was considered a master in space dimensional jitsus, which was one of the forbidden techniques. Meditating and training secretly, he was the one person more cautious of the new comer than Omatake. Crow was the only man to ever guard against Tichio's forbidden technique.
"Yes, you're right Tichio. Remember where I told you to go Crow and wait for further instructions. By the way, it's alright to stop making such a scary face. The females you'll be meeting will run from that gorgeous countenance of yours, if you look like you would like to stir fry their liver."
The heavy gangster teared up as he laughed.
"Hai." Was all Crow said, before bowing slightly.
"Omatake…" Tichio was the only one who could call the boss formally and would do so when he became irritated with him.
"Alright I am going."
Crow watched the boss and Tichio disappear in front of him catching a glimpse of the glare Tichio gave. With one blast of chakra, the corpses were enveloped by flames.
So begins my test of loyalty and redemption.
Sasuke picked up his bags from a spare room on the edge of the estate, and headed towards the inn.
Author's Desk: I will be uploading chapters, but hopefully this is of better quality. It can be even better, but I took out the obvious issues. Take care!