My Gift Is A Dead Triceraton Horn For Bucket-Master

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Chapter 1

Third Person's Point Of View

The assassin walks through the halls of the Foot clan's Lair. Her steps silent and quick as a mouse, an item held firmly in hand.

Passing by every Foot solider, they automatically bow down at her presence. Holding a stern and dangerous look locked into her appearance.

Familiar faces recognize her, greeting her with sincere happiness of her arrival. She simply gave a small smile, nodding.

The teal-blue color of her eyes, bold and bright, glowing in the darkness. It seemed as if she was staring deep into your soul. Her piercing, beautiful eyes, were filled with nothing but hatred.

As the large doors opened to Shredder's throne room, she walked in arrogantly, unlike the other henchmen of Oruku Saki. She stopped in front of his seat, waiting for a response.

"I've been expecting your arrival, Eris, it is pleasant to see you again" The dark ninjutsu master greeted.

"I wish I could say the same, every time I arrive, it's news to you that someone was murdered." She replied bitterly, "Oh and here's your souvenir, your majesty"

She courtesies, having a sarcastic grin on her face, raising the horn of a Triceraton.  

"Tame that tongue of yours, or your sister will receive another beating tonight as a welcoming gift in your honor." He threatened.

She was so tempted to growl at his warning, but she bit back her tongue, preventing her from answering back.

She tossed the horn to Shredder, crossing her arms and leaning on one leg.

"Who else do you want me to kill? The mayor? The prime misister? Maybe, even the president can join Hades in the underworld" She sarcastically questioned.

"You will not be ending anyone's lives in your next assignment, instead, capture them as bait." Shredder commanded, "Hunt down the turtles, and use them as bait to lure their pathetic father, Hamato Yoshi."

"Tigerclaw will assist you with this mission, he will give you the information needed to capture them."

As if on cue, Tigerclaw stepped forward, standing right beside her. He stood with his head held high, waiting for further commands.

"Hunt them down. Capture. Use them as bait. Set a trap for Hamato Yoshi. Correct?" She asked, wanting to clarify her instructions, not wanting to fail.

"Yes, go. Do not fail me, or your pitiful sibling will pay the price." He reminded her once more.

She nodded, understanding clearly, walking out with Tigerclaw trailing behind her.

If she failed, another life will pay for the price. One more failure, one dead body, it has always been this way. She knew the drill.

And life that was next in line is her sister's. Her little sister's life is on the line.

'Never again shall I let him touch you, Dakota, never again. I promise I won't fail' She thought, recalling the last time she had failed Shredder.

Her little brother ended up dead.

And if she didn't capture the turtles, her sister would suffer the same fate.

'Once I find the opportunity, I will kill Oruku Saki, no matter what it takes'

***

Hey guys,

A new story, YAY!!!!

The character, Dakota, is not my property, but the OC of the wonderful Ninja_love .

I'm pretty sure you've heard of her, I LOVE HER BOOKS!

...

You may be wondering,

But Audrey, you barely update Mutant Love, how are you going to keep two books active ?

Well sad to say, I will have slow updates until, Christmas break and Summer break.

I hate to say, but it's kinda hard to try update and have to keep up grade every time.

My school almost gives me a quiz everyday, and I hope you all understand.

But,

I Audrey Walker, pledge to try my very best to update frequently during Christmas and Summer break.

I love you all so so much, and I hope I hadn't upset any of you.

If you have suggestions for this book or my other book, Mutant Love, private message me and I might use them and give credit to you of course.

I just don't want to spoil your beautiful ideas.

BYEEE

BTW I TOTALLY SHIP RAPHXMONA LISA!! ninjahood YOU WITH ME ONE THIS ?! XD

~AUDs

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