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.