Video Games Fan Fiction >> Dead or Alive
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The afternoon sun stood high in the clouds shining its radiance over the green of southern Japan.
In the forest, many types of life forms roamed the dirt ground. Bird's soared the air, deers
pranced through the branches, snakes swam in the lakes, and nature continued its daily course as the
wildlife enjoyed another day of their peaceful and secluded lifestyle.
A Mugen-Tenshin ninja sat amongst the trees patrolling the area that belong to the his clan for
It was a boring job, but a highly important one. The slight hint of intrusion was warning enough to
alert the needed members of the Mugen-Tenshin clan to eliminate any trespassers. Over the past few
years, the clan has had their plentiful share of adventures. During this period of time, he and
most of the clan was glad to see that things have died down for once.
First, their village was attacked by a former clan member. Then, it was the kunochi that turned her
back on the clan, whom of which is still being hunted. Then their leader became missing as he, in
rumor, attempted to murder the said shinobi, his sister. Then when the leader makes his return, he
remembers nothing of the Mugen-Tenshin ways, styles, or traditions. Getting him to remember his
past was an adventure of its own. Then, one of the Mugen-Tenshin elders was kidnapped, brainwashed,
and forced to battle against his own clan. Lastly, war was declared on the corporate company that
was behind it all.
So is this ninja finally happy that he is able to rest and stop fighting? Of course. Over the past
few months he has enjoyed the sweet air of the natural green forest. Sure, he would love to test
his skills in another mission or battle, but he knew that he and the rest of his clan are enjoying a
well-deserved rest for the work they have put into the survival of their clan.
The daylight sun has just risen around this time, as he sat on the branch; he closed his eyes and
prayed. Still keeping his ears at full alert of any dangers. As he thought about the past
adventures earlier mentioned, he prayed for those ninjas who lost their lives for the clan. Those
were the brave ones. Every ninja that took the Mugen-Tenshin honorary oath stood in battle against
the company. Every ninja showed bravery and loyalty, but it was those that died by the sword in
battle that the Elders truly wanted to be remembered. Wealth could never replace the lost of a
loved one, but the Elders gave what they could to those unfortunate families, expressing their
gratitude to the younger generations of the fallen warriors. They will always be in his prayers.
They will always be in the Elder's prayers. They will always be in the family's prayers.
The ninja's eyes popped open at the sound of the ruffle. He darted his eyes to the left then to the
right but no one was in his visible view.
He heard the sound again as he drew his sword. He made no sound as he pull out a small ball. A
small ball when broken against the ground will make a loud enough noise to alert the other ninjas
patrolling in the same forest. But first, he had to be sure it wasn't a forest animal. He didn't
want to “cry wolf” and alert the entire clan that a squirrel was running up a tree. With
his sword and ball in hand and ready he quickly turned and saw a masked ninja jump down to a tree
What a relief! It was one of his own. Another Mugen-Tenshin warrior. The masked ninja kept quiet
as he reached into his pocket and retrieved a paper and handed it to our mysterious ninja.
He unfolded the paper and read the Japanese artistic writing. His eyes popped open as he read the
news. He quickly darted his eyes back to the mask ninja. The unknown Mugen-Tenshin ninja only gave
a nod and then disappeared into the trees.
He read the note again and thought to himself. “It can't be.” He gave a quick glance
to be sure no one was in his sight. “I can't stay here.” He thought to himself.
“I must warn the others.”
He quickly relieved himself of his position and began to dart through the forest.
“The day has finally come.” He said as he rushed through the branches and headed
directly for the Mugen-Tenshin village.
Upon arrival, he removed his mask and walked to the front gates of the village where he was greeted
by security officials. They instantly knew who he was by the encrusted officer's emblem on the
shoulder of his ninja uniform. He immediately showed them the Japanese letter. Both of the guard's
eyes popped open just as our mystery fellow had done upon his first viewing. They gave him a bow
and allowed him to past through.
The man quickly ran into the village and was quickly stopped by another masked official. The man
had no time talk, though most time the ninjas did communicate silently. The man only showed the
letter to his fellow officer. Words were then finally spoken.
“Who gave you this?” The officer asked after reading the note.
“Another patroller.” He replied. “He saw them and immediately alerted me.”
The officer nodded. “This is great news. I will alert the Elders.”
“I'll be sure to acknowledge you as the finder, for now, we need you back on patrol.”
“Hai.” The ninja said again with a nodded-bow.
The officer took off to his destination and the man watched as he made his exit until he was out of
sight. Once he was, instead of heading back for patrol, he went deeper onto village grounds.
He was greeted by the other villagers, but he only made the conversations as quick as he could with
one to two word replies to their questions and comments. Finally, he made it to his destination.
A small cottage buried deep within the village's community. There were guards outside of the home
which represented the cottage held someone of importance inside. Thanks to the man encrusted
officer's emblem he was easily allowed to pass through.
He walked through the doors and searched for the protected individual and within a small amount of
time he found her reading along with a small group of women.
“Ayame.” He quietly said.
All of the women looked up to him, but only one gave him the particular attention.
“Your daughter has been found.”
Ayame's daughter was none other than the runaway shinobi, Kasumi. For years she's been on the run
from her own clan whose primary intentions was to present her dismembered head to the Elders of the
Mugen-Tenshin clan. Every day she fought for survival and this day was no different as she jumped
through the tree branches of the unknown forest attempting to run away from the clan that wanted her
She could hear them pursuing her not too far behind her. She could hear their attacks which helped
her maneuver from harm's way, as she pranced through the forest. This day was like any other day.
She attempted to run to get away from the violence, but her relentless former clan would pursue
until either she or they were dead.
After a bit of fleeing and seeing that she would be unable to shake away the authentic clan, she
decided to head for open grounds; a meadow of her familiarity where the forest ended. After a bit
more of dodging and running, she made it to a beautiful flowered meadow where the trees were not too
much of a distraction for her. She wanted to take every advantage away from the ninjas as possible.
Unfortunately, by running away from the trees it also took the advantage away from her.
She stood out in the open as she watched a horde of ninjas jumping from the trees and began to
surround. She counted each one as they flipped out of the forest setting.
Each of the 5 ninjas began to circle her as she drew her katana. They, in turn, drew their swords
and prepared for the battle.
Kasumi kept a close eye to her frontal view and rear to prevent any blind attacks.
The first attack was made when a ninja threw a small ball into the middle of the circle where Kasumi
stood. Unknowingly, what the ball was intended to do, she quickly jumped up and over the circle to
prevent any type of damage. When the ball cracked into the ground a loud explosion was given off.
Before Kasumi could even land to her feet, the ninja immediately began through their metal shurikens
at her falling body.
Kasumi had no choice but to express her reflexes as she used the katana to block each of the
projectiles. Each reflected back to the ninja's as they exemplified their own state of grace by
dodging and swaying from the ricochet objects. Unfortunately, one was not as lucky as one of the
reflected projectile drove into his neck. Blood filled his clothes and his lungs as he fell to the
ground choking to his death.
Once her feet touched the ground, the remaining ninjas immediately rushed in with their swords in
hands and attempted to attack the hopefully vulnerable shinobi. To their dismay, Kasumi was
prepared and ready for any attack, but this did not prevent the ninjas from pursing a powerful
Each ninja swung their weapons and each blade was either blocked by Kasumi's katana or swayed
preventing any of the blades from piercing into her skin. The blades clanged against each other as
Kasumi's proved to be a very formidable opponent defending against four blades to her lonely and
In the end, Kasumi found a necessary opening as she waited for one of the ninjas to swing. Upon
doing so she immediately ducked under the blade, placing her body underneath her attacker's. Using
the man as a quick and temporary shield, she heard him scream aloud as two of the other ninjas
inadvertently sliced their own partner. Using his scream as a signal, she quickly rolled under his
legs allowing the ninja to fall to the ground. Now behind her adversaries, Kasumi quickly shoved
her katana into the backbone of one of her enemies while kicking another. She quickly pulled her
blade out of the spine-mutilated ninja, whom then fell lifeless to the ground and focused her
attention to the two untouched ninjas. Before she could put much attention into them, she saw the
injured ninja stand up and readied himself for another battle.
Blood continued to soak the injured's clothing as he and his two associates continued their battle
against the runaway shinobi. Kasumi immediately knew that he wouldn't be too much of a problem too
much longer. She kept her concentration on the others while still keeping a keen attentive sense to
the injured. The injured focused attacking from behind while the other two focused on the front.
Kasumi and her adversaries continued their process of blocking and swaying from each other's attack
up until one of the ninja's misinterpreted an attack as he felt the blade enter his ribs. While
swaying away from another attack, Kasumi drove the blade feeling his side splitting even more from
the sharpness of the blade. It wasn't long until the ninja fell from his pain as a puddle of his
own blood formed on the ground awaiting his fall.
Finally, two left. The healthy and the injured inched their way closer to her. The injuries of the
wounded didn't cease. Kasumi could tell not much fight was left in him, so she concentrated on the
healthy. Their battle did not last long at all as Kasumi made quick prey out of him. After a few
blocks and dodges, Kasumi manage to disarm her opponent by kicking the sword out of his hand. As it
flew in the air, Kasumi and the ninja battle hand-to-hand up until the ninja fell to the ground and
felt his own sword stabbed his heart.
Kasumi quickly turned to look at her last adversary. He did not attack. He only stood with a look
of daze in his eyes. The part of the face Kasumi could see was pale behind his mask. He slightly
stumbled showing his dizziness, but still tried to stand firm in honor of his clan. Too much blood
loss, too much pain endured. Kasumi then knew the man was dying. She placed her katana back into
its sheath. She gave the man one last look, then turned and walked away as she heard the body
pummel to the ground.
Kasumi gave one last look at the 5 ninjas that again had to fall victim to her blade. It pained her
so much that terms would come to such a violent end. Especially, against the people she considered
her family. The Mugen-Tenshin ninjas were the same people she grew up with. Most may be new
recruits, but there were familiar faces she remembered she had to slay with her blade in order to
ensure her own safety.
She turned and began to walk away, noticing the sun was at high noon. As she re-entered the forest,
she enjoyed the breeze of the air, since she worked her body so hard from earlier, she needed any
type of cooling off she could.
Once back inside the tree-infested meadow. Kasumi dragged her feet along the grassy ground with her
head hung low in shame.
“Why must these actions come to the death of my close ones?” She thought to herself
with great remorse in her heart as she treaded along. She wanted to cry, but something held back
her tears. Maybe it was her own courage or maybe she was just tired of crying. Tired of the
actions taken to pursue her own survival. Tired of all of the tears and blood shed just to live
another day. So tired, it drained her tear ducts to where she could never cry again. Maybe…
She continued contemplating as she looked to the sky and saw the beautiful sun beaming in her
direction and the sunlight expanded around her. She felt parched. She needed water to cool her dry
throat. Just as she planned on making her destination towards the lake, Kasumi was stopped in her
when a projectile landed inches away from her head as it stuck to a nearby tree log.
She quickly looked up in the trees but didn't see anyone around.
She investigated the projectile. It was a Kunai, a small dagger-like weapon with a purple flower
attached to a small twirling blade just near of handle of the weapon. The speed of its twirl caused
some of the petals to detach from the flower and fall away to the dirt below. Then Kasumi noticed a
small note attached to the projectile. A Kunai Scroll.
She reached and picked scroll and in Japanese letters it read: “BOO!”
Kasumi arched an eyebrow and looked back up into the forest trying to make out any figure lurking in
“You're still as pathetic as I remember.” Kasumi heard a familiar woman's voice speak
Her brows lowered. “Sure, you can take out my squad, but what about me?” The voice
Kasumi immediately drew her katana.
The voice continued to speak from within the forest. “I have waited for this day for so long.
This time there are no distractions. This time there will be no interferences.” The voice
continued. “This time I will make sure you pay for the treachery you have caused to my
Kasumi wasted no time but to dash through the forest. This time her attempt was to runaway from the
known voice. As quick as she ran, the owner of the mysterious female voice followed closed behind
with only a trail of chilly giggles.
Kasumi then flipped into the air and threw a small marble-like ball of her own to the ground. When
the ball cracked it released a large amount of smoke, using the thick white air to make a quick and
invisible escape. Kasumi ran and she didn't look back. She didn't hear the giggles any longer.
She finally lost her.
She stopped and rested by a nearby tree, panting, trying to re-catch her breath.
“Do you think it's that easy to get rid of me?” She heard the female's voice again.
Aggravated, Kasumi yelled out. “Quit your games, Ayane!”
“Why should I?” The voice replied. “Why should I even do you the favor?”
Suddenly, Kasumi found herself dodging three shurikens that were heading for her. They lodged
themselves into a nearby tree.
“How about we have a little fun?” Kasumi heard Ayane's voice call out.
Without hesitation, Kasumi, again, began to runaway from her half-sister. Dodging the branches,
jumping over the stumps, and now dodging many types of projectiles that were being thrown at her
from different locations within the forest ranging from the deadly metal shurikens to the explosive
marble balls. Kasumi knew Ayane was only toying with her.
Kasumi decided to give Ayane a taste of her own medicine as when she jumped over another log; she
vanished into the thin air, leaving a small trail of cherry blossoms to indicate her last seen
position. She then re-appeared in the darkness. Using her opportunity to survey the forest for any
signs of Ayane. Her voice stopped her giggling and their taunting effects, now Kasumi was only
waiting for that one small piece of evidence of Ayane's whereabouts.
“That's not going to work this time.” Kasumi shrieked when she heard the voice whisper
in her ear so close in her presence.
She quickly turned with a stab from her katana blade, but it was as if Ayane used Kasumi's own
technique against her as she vanished, never even seen by our runaway shinobi.
“Enough!” Kasumi yelled out.
“I'll tell you when you've had enough.” Ayane replied from within the forest again.
“Now, run, puppet.”
After that was said, Kasumi saw a small white ball roll next to her foot. She quickly jumped and
dodged out of the way as she continued her retreat; a loud explosion was let off behind her.
Kasumi couldn't take too much more of this; her only option was to retreat back to the meadows,
again taking the tree advantage away from her opponent.
Kasumi made it back to her destination, the same fields where her last encounter was at. She pulled
out her katana and readied for Ayane's arrival.
“Come on, Ayane!” She yelled out.
Then slowly the female kinochi began to make her exit out of the forest. Her lavender hair matched
her purple ninja suit perfectly. She, as well, had a katana in one hand, but she had a smile of
deceit on her face as she raised her head to view Kasumi.
“Aww and I was having so much fun.” She teasingly spoke.
“So this is what you really want?”
The smile began to leave her face. “I've dreamed of this moment for far too long.” She
said. “I will finally be able to get the retribution you have caused against me and the
“Quit your bickering. You and I both know this has nothing to do with the clan.”
Ayane yelled. “This has everything to do with the clan!” She pointed her blade in
Kasumi's direction. “Here you are, the all mighty princess turning your back on us and you
expect to come back and get that same `everyone look at me' treatment.” She continued.
“As long as I could remember, it was I that dedicated all of my years to the
Mugen-Tenhin/Hajin Mon and what do I get in return? A twisted father turning me into a bastard
child and a mother who acts like she wants nothing to do with me. The only father I've had in my
life, I had to kill for the better of his spirit and the better of my clan.” A tear rolled
down Ayane's face as instant flashbacks of her disturbed childhood taunted her.
Kasumi felt saddened. “Ayane, we don't have to do this.”
Ayane forced a chuckle. “Oh yeah, sure. I'll just go back to the Elders and let them know I
let you escape while they severe my head.” Then in an angry tone. “Do you actually
think you're worth the trouble, princess?”
“I already told them I was after you. I told them I would find and kill you. They already
know where we are at now.” She said. “The only thing they are waiting on now is for me
to return with your dead and bloody body in my hands.”
Kasumi readied herself in her fighting position. “Hayate-sama will never forgive you if you
“Then explain why he sends his men to kill you. Don't preach to me about morals, princess.
Your time is here and now.” Ayane finished readying herself in her fighting position.
“This is it, the final battle. Only one of us will walk out of here alive.”
“Ayane, I don't want to fight you.”
“Then just stand there and make it real easy for me.”
The two stood in a cold stare with their weapons ready for their final bout. After so many years of
Ayane chasing the shinobi, the final battle was finally in her hands. After so many years of
growing up with the traitor, Ayane was finally going to get some type of revenge of all the events
that happened in her life.
It was as if the two was waiting on the other to attack, because neither moved but continued to only
watch and stare.
Suddenly, the ground moved. Both fighters looked to the ground, confused, as the rumbling began to
“What's going on?!” Ayane yelled out.
Kasumi didn't answer because not even she knew what was causing the sudden earthquake. She looked
to Ayane in shock and out in the corner of her eyes she saw a sparkle in the sky. She pointed.
Ayane turned to see the same object. It was growing bigger and bigger, making its way down to the
earth. The closer it got, the harder the ground shook. The massive object began to brighten the
sky with a burning crimson color that spread as far as the view could see. The object sent waves of
fire across the sky and literally burned away the clouds and polluted nature's air with its weird
and distraught smelling smoke. It was a meteor. A meteor with a destined location to smash itself
into Earth's crust.
Kasumi then yelled. “It's coming for us.”
The two hesitated in the positions as all they could do was watch the large object growing in the
sky quickly making its way down to the ground which was now easily seen as a huge ball of fire.
“Ayane, run!” Kasumi yelled again as she ran in the other direction.
Ayane was hesitant at first, not wanting to take orders from the shinobi, but she knew that the
outcome would have been disastrous if she stood in the same spot. She quickly dashed in the same
direction as Kasumi.
The two ran side by side each other, but no matter how fast they ran, the ground continued to shake
and the object was gaining in closer and closer.
Suddenly, the rumbling in earth began to shake a little too hard causing for Ayane to lose her
balance and fall to the ground.
“Kasumi!” She yelled out to her half-sister.
Kasumi stopped and turned too see Ayane lying on the ground. “Ayane!” She yelled back.
Kasumi hurriedly ran towards her to gather her falling sibling. She threw Ayane's arm over her
shoulder for support and tried to run even more but it was too late.
The huge ball of fire was too close as it hit the ground on Ayane's & Kasumi's exact location,
and caused a huge explosion. A shockwave force de-rooted the trees within its expanding area of the
When all was cleared there was no life to be seen. No grass or trees created by Mother Nature, no
ninjas of any clan or kind, no animals of the wildlife, and no signs of life from neither Kasumi nor
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