"3 months of searching, a whole life of pain", chapter 1
It was midnight. The feint streetlights shimmered in the darkness. Tonight was the night I was going to find them. And with god's luck, they will help me.
My names Rinjii. 3 months ago, my whole family was brutally murdered at the hands of two neighbors who I knew were planning to kill me. And only me. But as faith had it for them, my mother got in the way, and they killed everyone in the area who was related to me. All my closest relatives in Nova Scotia. And how did I survive, you ask? I killed the woman who tried to kill me, and injured the man. My parents and brothers weren't as lucky.
I had trained myself for months to be able to do the basic Ninjutsu kicks and combos, but now I must rely on my sixth sense to guide me to those who will help me. It took me 3 months to get from the South/East region of Canada, to the South/West region of the U.S. How did I get there? Jumping from tree to tree. Running from roof to roof. All in the dead of night. So much effort cannot be used without a cause.
I knew whom I was going to find first. He was Tre Cool.
I jumped off the roof of a strip mall, and landed with a muffled 'tak', letting my black shawl flare out around me, exposing my black racerback top, and baggy black pants that can be adjusted at the leg ends and waist. I tightened my ponytail and flared my bangs out in front of my face. I started running. Tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak TAK! a crisper 'tak' as I thrust myself into the night sky. 3 hours to Berkley by car. 5 by bus. 1 hour by plane. 0.5 hours by jumping.
I landed on the tip of a tree. Thrust. Jump. Land. Thrust. Jump. Land. Thrust. Jump. Land. Thrust. Jump. Land. Thrust. Jump. Land. It all repeated in the very same order, with long periods of silence in between.
After half an hour, I landed on a house in the upper Berkley slums. Hmmmm...depicting from the house style, street coordination and style of the town itself... I'd say I'm at the meeting point. I jumped off the roof, and entered the house. A large man lay on the floor, knife in one hand, oozing blood in another. I said or thought nothing. I walked silently down a ragged hallway, towards the other end of the house. I slid the door at the end open and stepped out side. A crystal clear duck pond lay right in the middle of the "courtyard," a clearing in the middle of 9 houses, 3 on each side of the courtyard, all having sliding doors to enter the space. I heard a door slide open. Then I saw one young man, looking about his early thirty's, walk out. The man, I knew, was Tre Cool.
I jumped and landed on the roof above me.
"Cannot...I WILL NOT screw this up!!!" I said under my breath. I jumped over Tre and landed on the roof above him. I saw a white robe with cherry red trim on a rack in the corner to my right. I jumped off the roof and rolled to the corner, making sure Tre had absolutely no idea that I was here, and if he knew, he would not see my face. I grabbed the robe and jumped on to the roof once more, and stripped down to my bra and panties. I slid the robe on and elegantly slid down the roof, and landed behind Tre. He turned around and looked at me.
"What the!?" he said, alarmed. I cupped my hands around my mouth and tried my best to look scared. I fell to my knees and started shivering. This is going just fine... Tre hugged me and said. "Its ok...I'm not going to hurt you." Let me tell you, just him hugging me was enough to make me go ecstatic.
I came to my senses a minute later and freed myself from Tre's strong grip. I looked at him and crouched low. I jumped weakly to the roof and gathered my clothes, and changed right there. I looked down at Tre and started to cry. He saw me crying and I hopped down.
"Three months."
"Three months?" Tre questioned.
"I shall explain later. But in other news, why the hell were you here, of all places?"
" I don't know. I've always felt that something would happen here that would change our lives."
"Well then..." I started. "The feelings don't lie, do they?"
My names Rinjii. 3 months ago, my whole family was brutally murdered at the hands of two neighbors who I knew were planning to kill me. And only me. But as faith had it for them, my mother got in the way, and they killed everyone in the area who was related to me. All my closest relatives in Nova Scotia. And how did I survive, you ask? I killed the woman who tried to kill me, and injured the man. My parents and brothers weren't as lucky.
I had trained myself for months to be able to do the basic Ninjutsu kicks and combos, but now I must rely on my sixth sense to guide me to those who will help me. It took me 3 months to get from the South/East region of Canada, to the South/West region of the U.S. How did I get there? Jumping from tree to tree. Running from roof to roof. All in the dead of night. So much effort cannot be used without a cause.
I knew whom I was going to find first. He was Tre Cool.
I jumped off the roof of a strip mall, and landed with a muffled 'tak', letting my black shawl flare out around me, exposing my black racerback top, and baggy black pants that can be adjusted at the leg ends and waist. I tightened my ponytail and flared my bangs out in front of my face. I started running. Tak tak tak tak tak tak tak tak TAK! a crisper 'tak' as I thrust myself into the night sky. 3 hours to Berkley by car. 5 by bus. 1 hour by plane. 0.5 hours by jumping.
I landed on the tip of a tree. Thrust. Jump. Land. Thrust. Jump. Land. Thrust. Jump. Land. Thrust. Jump. Land. Thrust. Jump. Land. It all repeated in the very same order, with long periods of silence in between.
After half an hour, I landed on a house in the upper Berkley slums. Hmmmm...depicting from the house style, street coordination and style of the town itself... I'd say I'm at the meeting point. I jumped off the roof, and entered the house. A large man lay on the floor, knife in one hand, oozing blood in another. I said or thought nothing. I walked silently down a ragged hallway, towards the other end of the house. I slid the door at the end open and stepped out side. A crystal clear duck pond lay right in the middle of the "courtyard," a clearing in the middle of 9 houses, 3 on each side of the courtyard, all having sliding doors to enter the space. I heard a door slide open. Then I saw one young man, looking about his early thirty's, walk out. The man, I knew, was Tre Cool.
I jumped and landed on the roof above me.
"Cannot...I WILL NOT screw this up!!!" I said under my breath. I jumped over Tre and landed on the roof above him. I saw a white robe with cherry red trim on a rack in the corner to my right. I jumped off the roof and rolled to the corner, making sure Tre had absolutely no idea that I was here, and if he knew, he would not see my face. I grabbed the robe and jumped on to the roof once more, and stripped down to my bra and panties. I slid the robe on and elegantly slid down the roof, and landed behind Tre. He turned around and looked at me.
"What the!?" he said, alarmed. I cupped my hands around my mouth and tried my best to look scared. I fell to my knees and started shivering. This is going just fine... Tre hugged me and said. "Its ok...I'm not going to hurt you." Let me tell you, just him hugging me was enough to make me go ecstatic.
I came to my senses a minute later and freed myself from Tre's strong grip. I looked at him and crouched low. I jumped weakly to the roof and gathered my clothes, and changed right there. I looked down at Tre and started to cry. He saw me crying and I hopped down.
"Three months."
"Three months?" Tre questioned.
"I shall explain later. But in other news, why the hell were you here, of all places?"
" I don't know. I've always felt that something would happen here that would change our lives."
"Well then..." I started. "The feelings don't lie, do they?"
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