Chapter 8: Ninjas and Huns

Queens, Jackson Heights...

"Alright boppers. The year 1980 is going to change a lot of things. In Coney Island, The Warriors had shared their turf with the Saracens forming the Coney Island Alliance. As for Jones Street Boys, they formed a new Northern Alliance with the newly revived Destroyers. Glad to have you boys back on the game. And finally, our new minor league Ninjas once again had gone stealth after paying the Panzers a visit in their turf."

The radio was then switched to some music as me and my associates went upstairs to an empty room for a private meeting. There inside, I opened a box of pepperoni pizza and Shinobi had brought in 6 cans of soda as we began.

"We're still a minor league. How do we up our game?" I asked.

"So far, 2 victories against the Satan's Mothers and the Panzers." said Samurai.

"What we need to do is think of other ways to get a heavy rep." said Bushido.

"Alright then. Besides armying, what else?" I asked.

"If I remember, some gangs form alliances." said Assassin.

"Didn't we form one with the Baseball Furies?" I asked. "And remember that time we helped a VC Ranger back to his turf? We still haven't arranged a meeting with them yet. They wanted to meet us and I need to keep their word."

"Yeah...but something tells me it may not be enough." said Samurai. "We can't go all city against a hundred gangs!"

"Right...and like what I heard before, we are not on the Gramercy Riff's network." I added as I took a slice of pizza and chowed it down. "We're gonna prioritize into making ourselves a heavy set. Then, we'll go all city. That way, we may have a chance to be in the network."

As we discussed on, there was a knock on the door. "Enter!" I called out as a ninja named Stealth entered in and bowed down to me. After that, "I apologize for disturbing you Shogun but we have a visitor and he wished to speak to you." I raised my eyebrows surprisingly.

Downstairs...

We made our down to see a Chinese lad wearing a black and red jacket and black pants. 2 of the ninjas, Kendo and Sheath are standing by his side. The Chinese then spoke. "You are Shogun? Warlord of the Ninjas?"

"Yes I am. Who are you and what the fuck do you want?" I asked.

"I am Jimmy Lo. Main Lieutenant of the Savage Huns. I am sent by my master to give you message. He is impressed. He hears of your achievements and how you and your gang had started out strong and swift."

I was surprised by this as, "He wishes to meet you. And speak with you. If you choose to accept, meet him in Chinatown. Turf of ours. If not, okay, I leave." Jimmy Lo finished his speech as I looked at my associates and, "Wait here. I'll give you my answer." I told Jimmy Lo as we headed upstairs back to our meeting room.

Back inside...

"So what do you think?" I asked.

"Seems surprising. The Savage Huns are known to never establish alliances." said Samurai.

"Not to mention they're one of the few Asian gangs or something." said Assassin.

"But if you ask me, all the Huns are disciplined." said Shinobi.

"And they use kung Fu in combat. Very effective." Bushido added.

I continued listening as the discussions went on for several minutes.

After that...

Downstairs, "Tell your master this. We meet tomorrow. In your turf." I told Jimmy Lo. Respectfully, he bowed down and left. "Samurai. Assemble the war party. We're going to learn some Chinese culture."

The next day...

I looked at the group consisting of Samurai, Sharp, Slice, Kendo, Stealth, Sheath, Hilt and Slit. "Ikuzo!"

"HAI!"

And so...

9 well-trained ninjas are waiting for the train. In arrived in time and we boarded it for it's taking us to Chinatown. Savage Hun's territory.

Manhattan, Chinatown...

We soon arrived to see this place bustling with lots of Chinese culture. We see vendors sell Chinese street food, people speaking to each other in Chinese and Chinese shops being managed about.

"So...where can we find a Savage Hun?" Slit asked.

"We don't need to. Let them find us." I answered. We walked through the street as some of them noticed us and gossiped about us.

"Ey! Ey! See those people! Strange people!" A Chinese man told a woman.

"They wear only black! What are they? Priests or monks?" Another Chinese man asked another.

The gossiping continues on as we walked past the streets. "Man, we sure look different to them." Slice whispered. "I know right? Since our colours conceal most of our faces." Sheath whispered in.

Then, we saw them. "Here comes the Huns." I sensed their presence as 5 of them saw us. "Check out their attire!" One exclaimed.

"Very weird people. Thinking they funny." said another.

As they stared at us and the people murmured and gossiped, "How about we bring in the horror." I spoke as all of us, drew out our weapons.

"Oh my ***! They got big swords!" A woman screamed and now, all the Chinese people are fleeing from us as they stumbled down, hid in the shops and even pushed about as they fled.

Once the bedlam is over, the Hun prepared themselves to engage us when, "WAIT! WAIT!" We all looked to see Jimmy Lo.

"Ah, I knew he'll show up." I thought as, "Huns! Huns! Step down! Step down!" All the Huns stared at Jimmy Lo as, "What the fuck is the meaning of this?" A Hun demanded to know.

"These guys, they're visitors! They come to see Ghost!" Jimmy Lo explained. They looked confused over this but left as, "Sorry, none of the Hun know of this. When Ghost want to see you, he only let me know. Now come, follow me." It was satisfying as we drew back our weapons and followed him.

Soon enough...

We reached a large residence in which on the outside, it looks like a Chinese temple but inside is the hangout. We took a flight of stairs, crossed over via a wooden board used as a bridge as, "Here." Jimmy Lo opened the door as we stepped in.

There, 6 others are standing by watching us and a person sitting on a rotatable chair turned around to face us. He has white hair, wears a black coat and pants and black shoes. "I rarely speak to anyone in my life until now. Not even to my followers. In all my life, I stay silent. Like a Ghost which I call myself."

He stood up and raised his hand out. Knowing what that means, I shook his hand as we sat down.

"Allow me to introduce you to some of my favoured and most well-trained and disciplined followers. You know Jimmy Lo for I sent him to negotiate with you to meet me. He's my main lieutenant." We look at him as he nodded and stood beside 2 other lieutenants.

"These 2 are my best lieutenants out of the several others. Lingo and Tam-Tam." Lingo is the one with hair shorter than Jimmy Lo and Tam-Tam is the bald one as I stared at my ninjas who are starting to snicker over Tam-Tam's name.

Continuing, "The 4 Huns here are my best soldiers. I call them my Ferocious Four. Blood Lotus spills lots of blood and does lots of tagging for us, Crimson Fist has incredible fist attacks, Iron Knee is known for his incredible knee attacks and Shadow Blade is my finest scout for he lurks in the shadows and strikes from there with his signature blade." I glanced at the 4 Huns as they bowed down to me and Shadow Blade drew out his knife. The blade is sharp and the handle is black with the word, "Shadow" engraved on it in Chinese.

"Most impressive." I spoke as I made my move. "Here are my Ninjas, Samurai is my main lieutenant and is also my advisor." I then introduced the other ninjas as they respectfully bowed down to the Huns.

After that, "I've heard of your accomplishments so far. Low in number but a great start for an outfit like you." said Ghost. "I do not trust most of the outfits due to our...race."

"That explains why all the Huns are Chinese." I spoke. "Yet, I see your outfit different. Mixed race." Ghost stated. "I believe that all should be treated equally." I replied. "Wise of you." Ghost replied as he looked at the table and snapped his fingers. The Huns looked at each other until Iron Knee stepped forth. "Bring us some liquid refreshment." Ghost ordered as Iron Knee left the room.

"Alright. Let's get down to business. You heard of our outfit, impressed at our recent activities and summoned us here. So, what is your purpose?" I asked.

"Serious are you? Well, like I said before, I do not trust most of the outfits until your outfit made your name." Ghost began. "Alliances are starting to form ever since the Coney Island Alliance was established. The war is entering a whole new level and I must level up to keep up with the other outfits." Ghost began. "I had difficulties in the past trying to go easy with some of them. I even squashed a spider when some deal went sour like lemon. We are not trusted by many and neither do I trust them back...until now."

"So you want to establish an alliance with us?" I asked.

"You really can't go all city against all of the outfits. Even mine can't." Ghost replied. I sipped some tea. It was strong and refreshing. "Sounds like it kicked me alive and active." I thought. And then, an idea struck me. "Ghost?" He was listening. "If we are to establish the alliance, I will need to give you a test to prove your skills and worthiness to me."

"A test? Do not test me with your ideas." Ghost reminded me firmly. I just stood up and walked out of the hangout and outside, the others ninjas noticed me. "How did it go?" asked Samurai. I said nothing as I looked down at a large area separating the hangout and entrance. As Ghost and the Huns came out, I suddenly took off my katanas and tossed each of them to Hilt and Slit. "Take good care of them." I ordered as I jumped into the area. There, "This is where I will test you Ghost. No weapons." I explained.

"It seems like I am starting to understand you Shogun. Very well, I shall accept this test of yours with the honour and trust your outfit values deeply." Ghost jumped into the area as both of us got ready. "Oh boy! Chinese and Japanese martial arts in combat!" Sharp exclaimed. "Ya! Which one will emerge victorious? I can't wait for the action!" Iron Knee exclaimed as the Huns and Ninjas started cheering. Ghost and I got into our fighting positions. A test to prove one's strength, will and worthiness to each other.

It's been too long since I touched on with the Warriors franchise. Now my next plan is to plan fight scenes. Next chapter updating soon...