Mission: Protect the Ninja's Daughter

Mission: Protect the Ninja's Daughter

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Why is everything dark? Why can't I see anything? Where am I? I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the ground with blood all over my body. I could feel my dad's lap below my head. I was actually laying down on his lap. I looked up at him and saw him bawling in tears. "Dad." That was only a word that I could say. Why am I forcing myself to speak? My whole body hurts so bad and I felt like I was hit by an electric shock. I can't move neither speak. "Edward!" Somebody from behind screamed out. Dad lift me up and there I saw a guy who is covered up with black clothes. He's a ninja just like my father. He came towards us holding a large samurai. His face had a large scar on the left cheek and his eyes were red. Dad started to run away and I was still on his large arms. I was 6 back then.
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"Who are you?" I demand. The boy in front of me replies, "That's not how this works, love." I freeze. That phrase. That voice. It can't be. I look up but he's just a cloaked silhouette. The rustling stops when boys surrounding us step from their hiding spots and light lanterns. Every single one of them masked and cloaked. Except the one in front of me. The lamps lit, and I see his face. "Whoa," slips from my lips as I stare at the boy in front of me. His eyes widen and his jaw almost, just almost, drops. With his guard down for that one instant I lose all fear and gain control. "You!" I yell suddenly overflowing with anger. My stomach heats with rage. I fight to stand, stronger this time with anger as fuel. He backs up, his breath increasing. Obviously, uneasy, I take it as a win and almost stand all the way. "You. What are you doing here? How did you find this place!" He switched to angry. "You! You're the reason! They put me back because of you! It was all cause of you! It was your fault! All of it!" I'm so angry I yell only what I can. My thoughts flying through my head I can only yell unexplained nonsense. I've never felt anger like this before. The red glow lightly pours off my own skin and I take notice to it. I compare it to the glow coming off of him. Suddenly, it's an instinct to allow the anger to explode and in doing so the red glow is taken from his chest as I absorb it all and throw it out in all directions. I yank down away from the boy holding me just as the red glow gets sucked from him, absorbed into my hands, and then thrown out in a sphere of red glow. All boys stumbling but not by much and the one holding me gets knocked back, I'm free. "You die now, Peter Pan!"

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