The Perfect Assassins (Part 1)

    Imagine a world where every one's a ninja. No one would be seen. To the naked eye it would be a ghost planet but whoever dared to step on the planet never came out. But to the natives the planet would be an arena where everyone plays a deadly game of hide-and-seek because when you are found, those will be the last seconds of your life. Eventually the natives would wise up and create alliances. The alliances would eventually become a gang. I live in this world you could only ever dream of.

I’m Joe. To be honest I’m not really Joe but call me Joe since we ninjas have to stay hidden and if our information got out. We’d be like dinosaurs, extinct. I’m part of the Epik Klan. I’m not a full adult yet so I’m not risking my life as much for those of you that care. As of the time I’m telling you this story the Epik Klan is on top. Being on top is harder than you think. Every single gang and I mean every. Single. Gang. Wants us dead. The last 10 gangs that were the number one clan is extinct. The only time you’ll ever hear about them is through stories. They’re gang has absolutely no members of it now.

Also, we have different ninja suits. We’re not all wearing the same attire because then you couldn’t tell who was on your side and who wasn’t. Instead we have ninja suits designed with a special logo very clearly seen when shown so when you are fighting you know who to kill and who to protect.

“Hey! Joe get your butt down here! It’s a new mission! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO CALL YOU?!?!?!?” Master screamed. Of course his name isn’t Master but he is the master and we ninjas, as I’ve already told you, need to stay hidden so if you’re ever wondering if any of the names in this novel is real, they’re not.

“I”m coming! Jeez, you need to calm down.” I whispered as I came up behind him. Yes, ninjas are that fast. We move so fast that to your naked eye it’s like materializing. Of course our eyes can notice the movement since we need to stay aware and alarmed. After that we walked slow like a jaguar. If you’re wondering how that’s possible just remember how we move normally because what you dream of doing can be done by us. We walked on to the conference room where missions are given, executions are made, and plans are developed.