Sarah Martinez
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_________ POV Narration_________ Ken wandered the land, jumping from tree to tree as he mapped out the areas he travelled in his mind. Many of his targets were rouge shinobi, and he only had a rough estimation of where they could be. Tosho had done his best to help him memorize some locations on the map, even going as far as to draw him a map of the continent with a pen. Ken was able to easily feel the location of certain landmarks and roads from the imprints of that drawing, but that didn't mean he…-
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__________ POV Narration__________ And so, Ken and Tosho trained earnestly, for the following year and a half. In and out of that cave, sometimes venturing out and finding more scrolls and equipment. Ken's luck was quite good, and his stealth skills were also impeccable, regardless of how many times he entered enemy territory, he always left it unscathed and undetected. Most of his actions would be written off as attacks of enemy shinobi. The time of war made it easy for Ken to cover his tracks…
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_________ POV Narration_________ Three weeks. That was all it took for Tosho to completely respect his new master/teacher, who he now knew was named Ken. Tosho felt odd about addressing a child with such titles at first. But one thing became clear after a while... Ken certainly had the skill to be called those things. He also had the temperament and mentality of a teacher. If he didn't know any better, he would've thought Ken was actually a lot older than him. But he could tell Ken's age rather…
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_________ POV Narration_________ The next thing that Tosho knew when he woke up was that he was in a cave. At least he assumed so, as he couldn't see anything at all. It was pitch black, not a single thing could be made out. He couldn't recognize where he was, nor remember how he had gotten there, but he knew what had happened before that... 'That masked man... No, it should be a child... That tone of voice is too strange.' Tosho could clearly remember almost being beheaded by that masked child, the…
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_________ POV Ken_________ So acquiring the scrolls wasn't all that difficult in the end... Well, I can only hope that they are scrolls with techniques and not just mission details. There should be something here though, how many mission detail scrolls can they even have anyway? I'll be able to discern them as soon as I get someone to read them for me... The problem is finding someone willing enough to do so. Travelling back to that village on the border won't take me long if I just take a straight…
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Now, Ken knew he couldn't simply approach the shinobi from behind and expect it to work perfectly. Any skilled assassin would pay attention to both entrances to their hideouts, even if one of them were technically a secret escape route. A Jonin would likely have traps prepared for both sides, and methods to escape from assaults on both entrances. Ken knew that, but he also had absolute confidence in his technique and lack of presence. The traps weren't enough to hold him back, he was easily able to…
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Ken had spent the last few days gathering information covertly within that village. He had managed to get some information in the village from listening to rumours while hidden on rooftops. Now, Shinobi weren't exactly a subject matter for villagers of the Land of Iron. But this particular village happened to also be at the border with the Land of Lightning. So, the matters of Shinobi did seem to concern them quite a bit. That was how Ken managed to find out more about the war that was happening…
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Ken travelled quite a while before getting a scent of other humans... More precisely, he managed to find tracks of quite a few people, leading through the woods in what seemed to be a clearing somewhere. Ken followed the tracks and the smell for a while, all until he started smelling more and more things in the distance, his other senses were also picking up movements and sounds. 'I must be close to a village of some kind...' Ken jumped from tree to tree without any restriction, before eventually…
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Ken 'looked' at the lake in front of him with a smile on his face. The cold weather didn't bother him one bit as he took off his clothes, grabbed his large blade and dove into the lake, blade in his mouth as he swam to the bottom of it without any issue. As soon as Ken's feet touched the bottom of the lake, he poured chakra into his blade. A motion he had already been practising for months. The water around him was electrified, as Ken resisted it without much issue. Then, the next second he added…
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Ken smiled as he walked, his long blade already sheathed and on his back. Behind him could be seen a headless corpse, a bit further away from 8 other corpses and another pile of burnt corpses. The cleanup crew wasn't going to be having much fun, that much was for sure. It wasn't like Ken felt good killing the soldiers, but to him, none of them was all that innocent anyway. Ken also knew that he needed to kill them in order to keep his identity a secret. There wasn't much else to it. The men had come…
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