The Perfect Assassins - (Part 5)

It took them no less than an hour to set up my execution. The second the guard said, “Alright...” I was taken out of my cellar and put on a stage. The stage room was already congested and I watched as all of the faces were eager to see enemy blood spilled on their territory. I was shoved on to a hanging contraption and my hands were already tied so trying to fight my way out of it was basically out of the picture. The weirdest part was that my legs were also tied up. In most executions this was never used but I guess its better safe than sorry. Fighting was clearly out of the picture. I kneeled there for the longest time. Their master just babbled on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. Yeah he babbled that long. Of course I wasn’t paying attention to that. I was looking at the contraption. It looked like it could jam easily since it used cogs to rotate and hang someone. Jamming one of the cogs should stop it. I tried to get to my pocket in my pocket. Using my teeth, it wasn’t a piece of cake. I wiggled and just got in to some of the most weird positions. No one tried to stop me though. I think I kind of looked like I was trying to untie myself and I guess they knew it was impossible. I think I heard a few laughs from that as well.
           Anyways I finally got my throwing knife out and in to my mouth. I twisted  and turned to put as much force I could in to my spitting of the throwing knife. I spit it out and the second that happened I could feel time slowing down. The knife got stuck in it immediately. It looked like it would be there for a century. I was so joyful with my throw but it didn’t last long. Right after I noticed the knife got stuck, I felt the rope around my neck tighten. It was getting tighter and tighter in that tiny second. It was choking me in the next second. Choking my happiness and life away. I heard laughter mocking my fail. I couldn’t believe it! I was fooled again. Today just isn’t a good day for me. I couldn’t breath. Soon enough my vision would blur and eventually I’d die a slow painful death. I could already feel my life leaving my grasp. My vision was blurring already. At that moment I saw a shuriken flying straight at my direction. I could tell it was going to just crush my skull. I was going to be hanged and have a crushed skull. It was a dreadful thought. But that’s not what was happening...

The Perfect Assassins - (Part 4)

Thankfully the explosion didn’t kill. Though I didn’t get off that easily, it hurt a lot. Imagine bathing in acid for 30 minutes. Then put all that pain in to one second. You’re still barely close to what it felt like. It took all my strength away, I was incapacitated. This would make an easy capture and of course the enemy took note of that and I was immediately captured.

They put me in an all white van. Obviously I was put in the back of it, we don’t give luxury to captured ninjas. The reason it’s all white is because that would mean it would be nearly impossible to blend in to that color as ninjas. We, ninjas, prefer dark colors because its easy to stay hidden in the shade since eyes can’t see well in the dark. There was no escaping this. I was even handcuffed and checked of weapons. Nearly all my weapons were taken away. I only had a few throwing knives left since they never found my pocket in my pocket. Yep, we ninjas are good at hiding things. Now you might think, ninjas? With a car? Well we ninjas obviously evolve technology and we can make cars. We usually have the outside black which is what this mini-van has. For the most part cars are not used except during rescue missions or capture missions.

While they were driving, I thought about what they were gonna do. They usually give two choices 1) Make you tell all your gang’s secret and in which case you would join the gang or 2) Die. I thought long and hard. I really did like my gang, but did I value my life more? Eventually, I made up my mind. I was going to be executed. It’s one life vs. 100+ lives. If you think about it like that, it wasn’t a hard decision. I felt like I needed to keep my gang safe and keep them to be number one. Eventually, the car came to the stop. They pushed and shoved me in to a building way down to the basement where the cellar is.
            The building itself seemed very dull. It looked like a building with windows. That had an elevator in it. Maybe some offices. But that was really it.  The worst part was the cellar. It was absolutely nothing like the building. It was actually fancy. Gold chandeliers lightened the hallway. The floor was made out of Jade. The beds, oh my the beds, they were king-sized with the most comfy looking blanket ever. Even the pillars to keep you from getting out of your jail room was made of jewels; sapphire, emerald, quartz, etc. To most people that would be paradise. But it was horrible for me because I knew the plan right away. This was to make sure that prisoners want to stay here and the longer you stay here the more you start to trust them. Eventually, you’ll get to the point where you want to be part of the group and betray your former one. It was an evil plan but it seemed to be successful. They put me in my cellar and I had to say something before I got caught in to this trap.
    “Just kill me. I’m not saying anything. I don’t want to stay here.” I quickly said.

“Are you sure? You don’t want to live in this nice, comfy fancy place we got here? We even have a jacuzzi and pool and an all you can eat buffet with all your favorite foods and an amazing che-” The guard replied
    I quickly cut him off, “No! Just kill me already!” Those choices sounded so nice but I couldn't give in.
    “Alright then. No need to be so bossy.” The guard said.

The Perfect Assassins (Part 3)

First before I continue this story I think I should explain somethings that I forgot to tell you. When I said that I saw an ordinary elderly man, you might have pictured your grandfather or someone older than that. The thing is though ninjas don’t really age. We can die in a fight and by age but you can’t tell. Also an ordinary elderly man doesn’t  wear ninja suits. They retire their uniform and dress up as an average adult on your world. Also if you really thought about this, you might think,”If every one's a ninja, how do people die?” Well obviously not everyone is perfect. There are traps and of course we are sort of like average humans, we can evolve our technology and adapt like living things. The new adaptions and evolutions usually mean an end to a gang, usually the number one gang.

So, I walked out of the room and towards our forest.  Our forest has a really cool transportation. On the tree was this cart, not like a mine cart, more like a roller coaster seat but we call it a cart. Anyways, the cart was on a railroad and the railroad branched off to other trees. This sort of transportation isn’t super fast but it allows you to stay hidden and be a bit lazy of course which is why a lot of people don’t use it more than once a month. I hopped in to the cart and turned it on maneuvering through the tons of trees we have. I made it to the ‘city’, notice how we have little marks around it. That’s because it’s not an actual city. It’s mostly made up of houses for the retired and a few stores for food. Of course it’s all hidden well, it would look like any other part of the planet I live on which is Jupiter. I immediately saw him walking down the street minding his own business. He’s not trying to be hidden because we usually leave the retired alone.

It came down to the hardest part. Assassination. Even for us perfect assassins it can be hard at times. I needed to stay calm because panicking almost always gives you away. I swiftly, which I hope you remember is VERY FAST,  snuck up behind him. I was in the motion of pulling my sword out and slicing him. Also an interesting fact is that a ninja’s sword case is bigger than the sword itself to make the motion of pulling the sword out much faster. Before I sliced him I realized something, this was a bit too easy. I thought about it even more, this is WAY too easy. I knew immediately after that, that this was a trap. Sad part is though that there was no way I could stop swinging and save myself. The second the blade touched, he exploded.