Sarah Martinez
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Ken walked down the mountain as he ran his hand on his newly acquired blade... It was an extremely sharp sword, Ken touched the razor edge carefully, his senses heightened to an extreme. The katana didn't seem to have a cross guard, so the Sword handle connected seamlessly with the sheath. It was a simple blade, not ornate, for it was an object of murder, not a centrepiece over a fireplace. But more importantly... It was a much better blade than what he had previously. 'With this... I can at least…-
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__________ POV Narration__________ The 7 Swordsmen of the Mist managed to collect the bounty successfully, but not one of them had forgotten the strange child that had attacked them. Especially not the two that had almost died to him. Fuguki walked forward in a robotic manner, trying to play out a scenario in his mind, where he would've survived that encounter. But had it not been for his good luck, as well as having Samehada, he would have died there, instantly. He, a Jenin, and a powerful member of…
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Ken didn't know what to feel when he recovered his senses... He could smell plenty of his own blood in the air, he could feel the swordsmen departing, but he didn't have the strength to stop them... They didn't turn around either, only kept going until they were completely out of his range. That was the only moment Ken was actually able to calm down momentarily and focus on his own body... He could feel both of his energies... One of them was his Chakra, weakened as some of it had been absorbed by the…
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Ken didn't know what to think, his mind was filled with thoughts of revenge, but he still took a moment to regain his bearings. He stood there for a few seconds, seemingly staring into the abyss. If he had any eyes, they would most certainly be both empty and bloodshot at the same time. The 6 corpses that stood in front of him, the way they were just unceremoniously thrown after being decapitated... It simply didn't sit right with him. They were his family. The only family he had ever had in both of his…
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The months flew by quickly, with the Samurai and Ken all doing their best to survive in their new environment. Although at this point, they were not just surviving, they were thriving. They were the kings of that mountain range. Slowly but surely, they had received a name from patrols within the Land of Iron. They were known as the 'Mountain Hyenas'. The hunting group was well known for leading patrols into traps in the area, they were called the Hyenas due to their propensity to laugh at their pursuers…
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_________ POV Narration _________ Ken was sitting in the common room, his katana resting on his legs as he sat cross-legged. The rags he wore were ripped in many places, now that his body was somewhat bigger, he was also given pieces of red samurai armour, which he put on underneath his tattered rags. Ken slowly got up, deciding on his activities for the day and also starting to look around their camp for a bit. After walking around the forest, he drew a large map on the ground near the front door of…
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_________ POV Narration_________ Daisuke didn't quite know what to make of the child they had been raising. For all the 5 years the child had been alive, Daisuke had never seen him actually cry, besides the time they had found him in the snow. So many months passed by with them doing their best to look after the child, it was strange how easily they got attached to him, but it also made sense. Kioshi Ken, the small child, was part of their group. He became one the second they decided to pick him up.…
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_________ POV Joseph _________ (This is kinda the usual staple for my fanfics, POV's will change from time to time) The years flew by as I grew up. It didn't take me long to realize that I am not exactly in a modern time. The people that saved me are all samurai, deserters to be exact. At first, I wasn't sure where I am exactly. But after listening to some conversations, I heard names like 'Shinobi' and 'Kage' being dropped. It reminded me of a Japanese cartoon I used to watch when I was in the…
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Joseph didn't know what to expect when he opened his eyes again. The fact that he could open or feel them was about what he expected though. In the first place, he didn't think that opening his eyes would even be a possibility, why was he even conscious? Executions were usually the permanent type of change in life. At least that was what Joseph thought. But, this was also somewhat within his expectations, as he tried once more to open his eyes, only to not see anything at all. It wasn't difficult to…
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It was a sunny day in Florida. A perfect day to go out on the beach, a perfect day to have fun with your friends. A perfect day to do whatever you wanted. But not everyone enjoyed that freedom. There were people that had no choice but to sit in a dark room, contemplating their lives. Joseph Knox was one of them. And he wasn't there by choice. No, he had finally been caught. From a young age, he had always loved to see how other living beings bled, to see the light get snuffed out from their eyes. It…
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