Twisted Ninja - Chapter Seven{Chapter Seven} The Darker SideTwisted Ninja - Chapter Seven
Tei-kon didn't have any family. He certainly didn't have any friends. And he knew for a fact that he never got any visitors. So that's why, when a slightly portly figure of average male height appeared at the foot of his bed, Tei-kon was somewhat surprised. The Genin blinked rapidly, trying to allow his vision to adjust to the darkness of his apartment. What time is it? The sleepy shinobi checked the digital clock that sat beeping quietly by his bedside. 1:14 AM. His pale gray gaze, which was void of any fear at all, drifted back to the figure standing silently before him.
Twisted Ninja - Chapter Six{Chapter Six} He'll Grin ForeverTwisted Ninja - Chapter Six
"Oh yeah, I forgot all about that," explained Jun nonchalantly, picking at his ear as he leaned against the door of the academy and eyeing the three Genin who had left the alley and were now standing before him. He seemed almost oblivious to the grand scheme of things, yet acted with dead seriousness. To Hatachi, it was annoying. To Tei-kon, it was hilarious. And to Scraps? Well, it was… nothing. It pretty much never moved.
The sun was setting, sinking slowly behind the towering mountain that bore the faces of the first seven Hokages and lighting the sky aflame with
Twisted Ninja - Chapter Five{Chapter Five} A Suspicious Shinobi -- Who is Scraps?Twisted Ninja - Chapter Five
“Ugh…”
Eyes open. Two boys converge on the figure standing in the middle of the alley. Fade out.
“My chin…”
Eyes open. Each boy has a knife in hand now. They take another few steps towards the figure, and a plump woman runs past them and into the street. Fade out.
“Who are they…?”
Eyes open. The three are talking. Their words are muddled. One points at me. Another shows anger and brandishes a knife. A scuffle begins. Perfect timing. I flawlessly escape. Cu
Twisted Ninja - Chapter Four{Chapter Four} The Stage is Set!Twisted Ninja - Chapter Four
“Hmmm… what’s her name?” questioned a preoccupied Jun, who was flipping lethargically through the pages of a small handbook. Tei-kon was leaning over his shoulder; or rather, standing directly over his miniature sensei and peering straight down at the contents of the book. And the Genin was looking rather confused. He tapped the child’s shoulder. Got no response. Tapped again. Same thing. Jun turned a page, motionless. By now, Tei-kon had reached into a pocket and retrieved a kunai. He swung, hoping this, at least, would get the boy’s attention. Was it ma
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CANDY!!!!!!
A pigeon scratched my eyes out the other day
now i look like this ---------> #.#
Your fanfics are really cool, I like the twists
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My hat is... AWESOME!
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