im writing this because it keeps poping up in my dreams after watching ninja assasin an its nagging the hell outta me..let it be known that im not a writer and you’ll probably see more errars than a little bit..comment if u like where the story was goin because u most likely wont like the story in general…lol. also dont be hurtful with the rude comments ( i kno there will be some ignorant fuck who just wont listen) im young…yeah. there probaly wont be peiods and commas in right places soo…oh yeah i highly recomend looking up / ninja training academy on tube so u can let you imagination feel in the blanks during fighting scenes…shh the movies starting



my name is zen im 16 and my dad was an highly paid assasin it was his pride in life and he always tried to bring me into the family business starting from when i was only 4. i’ve learned alot of tactics, how to handle and fire a firearm with precise pinpoint aim, and i am extremly good at martial arts it just came naturaly to me. before i was old enough to know what my dad was training me for he’d always bring me with him to his client meetings and show them what he called the next greatest killing machine. he taught me how to stalk and wait for the right moment, never get caught, and never fail. when i turned 13 he brought me along to a hit.

he always said i had to be cold and heartless during a hit but it never really stuck with me. the hit was on a crime lords daughter but ofcourse i didnt know this at the time. we where walking for some distance in a highly crowded shopping center when i see my dad reaching behind his back, he pulled out a dagger and slid it up his sleeve. i looked around for anyone who looked like a hit when out of the corner of my eye i see my dad tense up by the time i turned my head my dad had already relaxed and was pulling me when people started screaming like a conscerned parent would. we started runing with the crowd. i still could’nt see the target yet but i knew he was dead i decided to glance behind me and when i did i saw a little girl not even 5 years old with the dagger sticking out of her eye socket.

after that i vowed never to be a hitman but i knew my dad would be very angery if i told him this considering all the time he put in training me. when i was 14 my dad was killed by a prodigy child assasin named lee. it had turned out that the client who order my father to kill the little girl had let it slip who he hired to kill her. the crime boss instantly sent the best to kill the client and my dad when he heard this.

my dad had loose believes about saving money and only had 20,000 in the bank when he left. with no known relatives an nowhere to go i moved to a low payment apartment and only paid for the essintails such as water bill food and clothes. however soon i was 2 months over due with rent, wearing worn clothes, and barely feeding myself. i had recieved letters from my dads old clients who had saw me years ago asking if i was taking on the family business but eventualy i stopped even opening them. i’d rather starve be tortured and die 1 million deaths before i ever killed anyone good or bad.

i was on my way to the mailbox to pay the water bill with the money i’d scraped up when i noticed a black tinted car drive by, now wher i live is a pretty beat down location and this car was looking highly expensive so it immediatly caught my attention.it drove around agian and my hand automaticly when to where my dad taught me i should holster a gun,even tho i knew there wasnt one there i thought i could make it seem like i had one and wait this out. i figured anyone who knows about me knows what i could do ant probably had extra men everywhere. i looked around and saw two snipers and was still looking when the car came to a stop. the door opened and out walked a man who looked to be in his early fifties he steped to the side of the car and held the door open. next a girl who looked to be around my age walked out followed by a man who looked like a drawing from all his tattoos. the man in his fifties walked over to the girl and lent in to whisper into her ear and pointed at me. she shook her head yes and i started backing up but a silent bullet cliping the concrete behind my feet told me not to so i stood still.