"In the bunker"
Boruto holds a box of knives, his sister still tied up to the support beam, a scowl on her face
Boruto: Remember when we were kids and I would sneak those chocolate chip cookies into your room from under the door?
Himawari: Stop trying to make me change sides.
Boruto: You don't have to forgive me. It just doesn't have to be quiet.
Himawari looks at Boruto, she rests her head on the beam
Himawari: If we're gonna talk, at least pull this headband down so it's around my neck.
Boruto puts the box on the bookshelf, walks to Himawari, and pulls the headband down to her neck
Himawari: There any food?
Boruto reaches into his pocket and takes out some beef jerky
Boruto: Will this do?
Himawari: Yeah. I guess.
Boruto puts a big piece in Himawari's mouth. Himawari chews. Boruto gets up and takes a different box off the shelf, he opens it and sees knuckle knives
Boruto: I wonder who used these.
Boruto puts them in a pouch, and throws the box behind him. Boruto looks inside more boxes and closes them without taking anything
Himawari: So what's with the whip? I thought you hated using it.
Boruto: I got used to it.
Himawari: How many feet does it go?
Boruto: Ten. Yours?
Himawari: Fifteen.
Sarada runs up to Boruto
Sarada: Check this out. I found a chain whip to replace your current one.
Boruto looks at the chain whip
Boruto: Holy shit.
Himawari: It can't be.
Sarada: What is it? It's just some ugly whip.
Boruto and Himawari gasp
Sarada: Well what is it?
Boruto takes it, he holds it straight and holds the chain with his left, the tip hits the ground
Boruto: This is the scorpion tail whip. It has a special poison in the metal tip called curare.
Himawari: It's a muscle relaxing paralysis drug. Back when people hunted with arrows they would cover the arrow heads with it so killing their prey would be easier.
Boruto: Our great grandfathers grandpa made this.
Boruto puts it on the right side of his hip. Mitsuki walks over
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Apocalypse
FanfictionBorusara story for the readers from my original account pretty much follows along the lines of an apocalypse. people get into groups, survive, and die. In this apocalypse, military scientists were trying to find a way to make the ultimate soilders...