Boondocks One Shots

Assassins Part One

"Do not come back without his head." The leader asserted to Caesar. His right hand ninja. Caesar nodded as his pulled his mask up to his face again. Leaving the presence to Thomas-San.

As Caesar walked the hallways he was greeted by his fellow companion. "Caesar. Have you found The Samurai?" Hiro asked, approaching him with his hands held behind his back.

Caesar shook his head. "He has proven himself hard to find. Though I see this as only a challenge. Not an obstacle." He assured through his black woven mask. Hiro nodded with confidence, "I know you will have no trouble finding him. Though be careful. They say he has the power of the night by his side." Hiro warned.

"Why? Is he one to bend the elements as our people here?" Caesar questioned, now a bit curious. Hiro stepped closer to his friend, "Well...it is said that he absorbed many benders and created himself into one who can bend all elements." Hiro conspired, whispering a bit low.

Caesar widened his eyes a bit, "Is that so?"

Hiro nodded, "But I am sure that these are just clan rumors. Surely no man can absorb another..."

Caesar nodded, "I am sure that is not possible."

Hiro nodded, "Well good luck on your quest and before you leave, please visit Jazmine in her chambers. She has been begging for your appearance."

Caesar mentally shook his head in laughter, "Alright. Thank you again Hiro."

Hiro nodded, "Anytime brother."

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Jazmine was waiting anxiously in her chambers. Her pink flowery dress sewn wth silk and trailed her curvy body. She had put her hair high in a bun with little brown ringlets falling to the side.

"Jazmine?" Caesar called as he entered. His black woven mask empty from his brown face. Allowing his dreads to fall a little below his shoulders. A smirk ran across her face and she ran into his arms. Embracing him tightly. Caesar swing her once and put her back on the floor. Then Jazmine went in her tippy toes and planted a kiss on his lips softly. Caesar closed his eyes and held her back as he leaned. Almost making her fall on her back.

She giggled as she held onto his neck for support and she drew away. "Did you miss me while you were out in your ventures?" She questioned her Green eyes asking for attention.

Caesar licked his lips as he gently nodded, "Every green thing reminded me of your eyes."

Jazmine showed some teeth and pecked his lips once more. She felt tension in his kiss.

"What's the matter?" She questioned looking at his deep mocha eyes. Caesar sighed as he shook his head, "Nothing of importance. At least compared to you." Caesar smirked.

"Do not bribe me with your words. What is wrong?" She asked again. A bit more sternly. Caesar should have known. Jazmine was beautiful but not naive. She was the strongest woman he knew.

"It's your father." Caesar reluctantly said. Jazmine said nothing but wipe the corners of her mouth. "He is not settled with you not finding The Samurai..." Jazmine guessed pacing slowly with her finger on her chin. Caesar nodded.

"I have to find him or your father will not let me return." Caesar confided,

Jazmine shook her head, "No. I will not allow it." Caesar smiled and he walked over to a stressed Jazmine. He put his hands slightly on her shoulders.

"Do not fret. I will return...you have my word." Caesar said as he lightly caressed her face. She nodded, "And maybe then you can finally be in my father's good graces..."

"Then I can finally call upon your hand." Caesar smiled as he pecked her petite hand with his lips. She let a faint smile come on her face. "Just...make it back to me..." she whispered, but not before she kissed him again. Savoring his lips. Caesar pulled away and kissed her quickly on the cheek before he took his leave.

Jazmine pressed her lips together and sighed at her heart feeling cold once again. Things began to shuffle in her mind. She wanted to ensure Caesar returned home...slowly she looked to her wardrobe. She looked behind her to make sure nobody would walk in unannounced. Quickly, she walked to her wardrobe and received a large black chest from it. She removed the key that dangled around her neck and opened it. A smirk creeped on her face as she saw her ninja apparel and not to mention her beautiful sword with pink encrusted diamonds.

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It was nightfall and Jazmine had already left a note upon her bed.

"Do not come looking for me. I am fine, I just need to take space to myself."

Just so her father wouldn't fret.

She packed lightly. A small sack upon her back. Surely Caesar couldn't have gone far. She would track him anyway. She shielded her face with her black woven mask and sheathed her sword on her hip.

The wet mud beneath her feet gave her reassurance that she was entering the forest. Where it is said that the Samurai dwells and swallows innocent people to gain more energy. However, those are just rumors.

Jazmine was a master ninja. Nobody knew of course. What would a woman look like attempting to know the arts? Jazmine hopped to the beaches of some trees once she spotted Caesar in a nearby river. Taking a drink to quench his thirst. Surely he was going to set up camp there. It was too dark to continue tracking the Samurai.
Surely as she guessed, he began to set up camp and a smirk was on her face. As she squatted in the tree, taking vantage point from a bird's eyeview, she was snatched. A hand covering her mouth so no one could her hear yelp. Though a ruffle in the trees alarmed Caesar and he quickly drew his sword and looked to where the sounds were coming from.

Though nobody was in the trees.