Sarah Martinez
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__________ POV Narration __________ Ken cracked his neck as his now thin blade shone a dangerous sparkling blue. It became even worse when the Blind Monster grabbed the second handle of the blade and separated his long blade in two. He held them with their tips slightly above the ground and pointed to his sides. They were both just as long, slightly thinner than a regular katana. Lightning rolled off of both of them as Ken's chakra charged and unleashed their full potential. The aura surrounding them…-
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_________ POV Narration _________ Tosho and Akira both sighed as they looked over the vast expanse of forest and snow in front of them. "They sure chose a good season for this stupid attack... I hate the cold." Akira, the Second Blade, shivered slightly as he sat atop the closed gates of the Dark Brotherhood compound. Standing by his side, Tosho couldn't help but shake his head. "The weather wasn't that bad a few weeks ago, but I guess winter does have its way of surprising people at times." The First…
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__________ POV Narration __________ Ken sighed as he sat down at the table of the Akatsuki. Things had calmed down significantly now, Yahiko had to go and calm the other members of the Akatsuki down too, since they were all rather disturbed by the commotion. They were currently waiting on him to continue their meet and greet. Nagato seemed to be more than welcoming to Ken, though he was still acting a bit awkward. Konan was acting quite guarded from the feel of things. It was also surprising to hear…
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__________ POV Narration __________ The sky cried with drops of rain. The ground was barren and cracked, and the entire world seemed to have gained a gloomy atmosphere as soon as Ken stepped onto the Land of Rain. The Blind Assassin felt the rain hit his hair, he felt the droplets reverberating as they hit his mask. It was a rhythmic song, one that he had already gotten used to. Ken had always disliked the rain, as it bothered his sensitive ears at first. But now he was more than used to it. His senses…
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__________ POV Narration __________ Jiraiya sat down in a meditative position in the middle of a clearing. He sat on a large rock somewhat close to the hallowed out trunk of the tree he had decided to rest in. He tried his best to sense the Nature Energy around him, he wasn't trying to draw it into him but to control it. He was failing miserably, as Narture Energy, much like Charka, was almost impossible to control while outside of the body. A regular sage could infuse their attacks and Jutsu with…
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_________ POV Narration _________ Ken sat down on his desk with his legs and arms crossed, his mask already on his face as he 'looked' at the people who entered his office. The first one to enter was none other than the First Blade, Tosho. Still dressed in his usual outfit mostly covered by that long cloak and wearing his mask. Samehada was tied to his back with bandages. The one that followed him was the Third Blade, Akira, the resident 'immortal' of the Dark Brotherhood. He was dressed much the same…
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_________ POV Narration _________ "What is this about exactly, Yuu?" The Strawman's clone took the honorifics out of the picture, deciding to get straight to the point with the current leader of the Grass Village. There were no amicable feelings in that room, just cold and dead silence. "Hah, you haven't changed a bit..." Yuu seemed to have expected that, he clapped his hands and smiled at his former subordinate's mannerisms. "Get to the point, you have exactly 60 seconds that I am granting out of…
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_________ POV Narration _________ Zetsu, a being spawned out of a mix of impure Nature Energy drained from the Gedo Statue, the husk of the old Ten-Tails, and Hashirama's Cells. An entity that couldn't possibly be described as human, but had a humanoid shape. Its pale white skin also stood out, moss-like green hair making him even more recognizable... But Zetsu wasn't just one entity. No, the Zetsu were already in the hundreds, creations of the Great Madara Uchiha from when he was still playing around…
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_________ POV Narration _________ "Well, calling them a group of orphans may be a bit harsh... But they do all seem to be teenagers, 15 and above." Tosho spoke out as he stood in place and waited for his master's orders. Ken just sighed and shook his head. "Still... The Akatsuki, huh?" Ken rested his legs on the desk in front of him as his mind started struggling to remember whether or not he had heard of them before. But no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't quite remember any mention of such a…
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_________ POV Narration _________ Ken cracked his neck as he stood in front of the classroom. The podium in front of him was filled with blank pages, as usual. They weren't blank per se, but nothing could be seen with the naked eye. This was optimal, as Ken had no eyes, naked or otherwise. But despite being empty, the pages were also fully written. Within Ken's mind were drawn countless theories about the ways he could go around to teach his students about natural energy. Plenty of thoughts and…
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