Chapter 2:

Recap: My posture relaxed, knowing I arrived safely. I saw the wood stacked outside, but Austin and Zack were nowhere to be seen. Huh? They must be looking around the house I thought, until I heard a scream.

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My mind completely blanked, I was on autopilot running into the house. There was Austin, breathing heavily with his clothes somewhat torn and a ninja laying facedown on the wooden floor. The ninja on the ground and the two holding Austin and Dougie had hitai's that showed they were from Kumogakure. Austin and Zack were on the ground in a kneeling position, with the two Kumo-Nins holding their arms back.

"Let them go!" I yelled, taking a defensive stance. The kunai that once was in my pocket was now in my hand, ready to throw.

Next thing I knew, I had one of the Kumo Nin by the throat and the other was face down on the floor with his brethren. It felt like a split second and I was holding the Nin. It didn't even feel like I moved, it was so unreal. "You're lower than trash. Trash like you deserves to die!" I spoke calmly, looking the Nin straight in the eye. His emotions were fear, resentment, and anger, I recognized. 10 long seconds went by and I could feel his pulse slow to a halt. Releasing my hand from his neck, the nin fell to the ground like a lifeless doll.

I turned towards the door just in time to se Shay and Dougie rush in with Shay yelling, "What the hell happened?" Austin helped Zack up off the ground, brushing dirt off their clothes.

"To make it simple, these ninja followed zach and myself back without us knowing and then surprised attacked us. After that Zach screamed like a girl and Morgan came in and killed the rest of them. Oh and Morgan, you might want to look at your eyes, you appear to have the Rinnegan." Austin spoke calmly, shocking all of us. In our current state, Zach was shook up, Austin was calm, I felt like dying because I killed someone, and Dougie and Zach were still tense with adrenaline.

This guilt I felt was overwhelming, like an iron had a hold on all of my organs and was squeezing tightly. Sure, in my actual world I thought that killing some evil dude was a big feat. I contemplated the feeling guilt wouldn't be so bad, considering I did it for the better good. Knowing what I know now, I wish I could go back in time to yell at myself for being so inconsiderate and innocent until actual blood coated my hands. The worst part was knowing his blood will forever stain my hands, and a small part of me actually enjoyed the torment and the suffering I caused him.

I looked down at my hands and saw they were still covered in blood, no matter how many times I wished it to go away and magically disappear, it stayed on. Austin stood up from the polished wood flooring and gave a glance around. "We need to dispose of the bodies, incase anyone happens to stumble across this house. Not to mention we need it clean and I don't prefer the smell of dead bodies do you?" Austin asked us all, as some of them gave a humorless chuckle. I stood with my head cast down and hands in a silent prayer. They all looked to me to confirm their actions. Giving a sharp, silent nod I showed my approval.

Austin and Dougie gathered around the body of one nin while Shay and Zach gathered around the other. They picked them up and started to walk out of the wooden door when an idea struck me. "Wait." I said, holding my hand up. They stopped walking and looked at me. "It may seem rude, but I think we should strip them of their clothes, shoes, weapons, and all other items". Some of them gave me the "WTF" look, but I continued. "That way at least some of us would have the correct ninja clothes and standard gear to face something if necessary. Yes, I do realize that it might be demoralizing to the dead Nin, but it is for our survival. Also, I do not know if this house even has any clothes, food, or gear that we could use." After I finished they all seem to get my logic then. They all nodded their heads when Dougie spoke.

"What if the clothes or gear doesn't fit us? What then?"

I countered him by saying "Well, we'll just make it fit now won't we?" which effectively shut him up. I had Zach help me collect the clothes and had Shay collect their weapons. All that was left on the dead ninja was their underwear. Austin gave a nod to the boys and they picked up the dead bodies and hauled them out. I didn't even bother looking up to see if they had all left, I could hear the clacking of their shoes as they walked away. Four pairs of shoes walked farther and farther away until I couldn't hear them anymore.

Setting in the wide living room, it felt really bare and lonely. The room was a big empty space. The wood flooring a polished dark mahogany with matching baseboards, and the walls were plain beige. I was happy they weren't white or I'd really feel like I was in an asylum. Looking out over the front was a large circular window on each side of the door, with dark brown wooden shutters. On the left wall was a smaller circle window exactly like the front. Near the left wall was a hallway that leads to even more rooms. Deciding it wouldn't hurt to see the rest of the house I followed it. Standing at the entrance the hallway's left side opened up to a smaller living room with a nice sized kitchen and an island. The counters and island tops were a dark marble. While the cabinets were of course (drum roll please) a dark brown. Moving away from the kitchen and down the hallway I came across a door to my right with the words "cleaning closet on them." I opened it, and of course found cleaning supplies, toilet paper, paper towels, and a Washer/Dryer. 'We're set in this section' I made a mental note of, shutting the door and continuing on down the hall. The next door was about 10 ft. down and on my right again. This door was unmarked, so I left it alone, turned and headed back to the larger living room.

When I reached the original living room, I looked outside to see the sun setting and a few bodies off in the distance. Deciding it was better if I finished exploring the entire house before they got back, I headed up the wooden stairs to the second level. When I reached the top step, a wall greeted me. To my right, it went about 11ft then stopped, a dead end. To my left, I assumed was all the rooms so I headed that way. I absolutely loved the way on my right it was the wall and doors to rooms, but on my left it was the railing the went straight for about 20ft before in connected to a wall. The railing allowed a large view of the main entrance, so I think that would be good incase an intruder tried to break in.

The first room on the 2nd level stood right in the middle across the railing, I opened it up and it was obviously a unisex room. The room itself was spacious enough for 2 queen size beds, 2 dark oak closets and 2 dark oak-studying desks. I was already amazed with the house. From the outside, it looked to be a simple 2-story house with possibly 2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, kitchen and living room. On the inside the possibilities of what it could be were endless. The walls of the room were covered in dark forest green, the baseboards were white, and the bed sheets looked to be multi-shades of green. The room also had two larger sized windows on the wall farthest from the door. It was a very Zen-like room; in my opinion I thought it suited Dougie and Shay perfectly.

As I left the room, my only hope would be if there were enough rooms for all of us, on this somewhat crazy adventure. The next room was a few strides away on my left. Closing my eyes and gently pushing it open, I could only hope for the best. Opening my eyes, I was greeted with almost an exact replica of the room I was just in, except it used shades of red and orange instead of green. And the baseboards, closet, and desks were black instead of brown. This defiantly suited the two personalities of Austin and Zach.

The last room on the 2nd floor was farther away and on the right side of the hallway. I automatically knew this was going to be my room, because it was away from the boys and somewhat secluded. Opening it up it was not what I expected it to be. Instead of a room I was greeted with stairs that went straight up. Looking over my shoulder I expected someone to jump out and say "ha-ha! You've been punk'd!" but no, I was met with silence. 'Really, I didn't know it took this long to bury bodies!' I thought, with a raise of my eyebrow. Tilting my head to the side, I thought I heard a noise but wrote it off as my imagination. The wooden stairs may have looked ancient, but felt brand new. No sound was emitted from the stairs as I made my way up. What I was looking at the top of the stairs mad me want to smile, I really really reeaaaalllllyyy hoped this would be my room.

*To be continued in the next installment *