This is my first attempt at fan fic so don't be to cruel with the flaming please. xD.
HUNTER-NIN
The mist covered ground flashed before his eyes, blending in the to forest around him. He was moving at speeds seemingly inhuman, but they were faster, much faster. A needle suddenly appeared in his left arm, then in his right. They started sprouting from his back, his shoulders, and his legs. He fell, hitting the ground with a sickening crunch, and lay still.
The hunters appeared out of nowhere, standing on either side of the man. They looked down at him through their masks without a sound as a trickle of blood wound its way down his face. The one on the left drew a dagger from its sheath and plunged it into the mans heart, making sure he was dead, before nodding to his partner, confirming the kill.
“That makes our three for the day,” said Takeo, as he wiped the blood off his Blade. “You go back to the captain and tell him we have completed the mission, Ill clean up here,” he said to his partner. He then made a seal and the body melted, leaving a strange viscous liquid behind. Takeo scooped it up into a jar, and then sealed the lid on. Having done this he collected his needles and straightened up. The mist drew around him, and when it dispersed he was already gone.
Around one kilometer from where the man was killed, a lone shinobi smiled to himself. "so these are Kirigakure's elite trackers, well, lets see how they like being trailed by none other than the rouge ninja of Konoha, Mugito Hyuga!
HUNTER-NIN
The mist covered ground flashed before his eyes, blending in the to forest around him. He was moving at speeds seemingly inhuman, but they were faster, much faster. A needle suddenly appeared in his left arm, then in his right. They started sprouting from his back, his shoulders, and his legs. He fell, hitting the ground with a sickening crunch, and lay still.
The hunters appeared out of nowhere, standing on either side of the man. They looked down at him through their masks without a sound as a trickle of blood wound its way down his face. The one on the left drew a dagger from its sheath and plunged it into the mans heart, making sure he was dead, before nodding to his partner, confirming the kill.
“That makes our three for the day,” said Takeo, as he wiped the blood off his Blade. “You go back to the captain and tell him we have completed the mission, Ill clean up here,” he said to his partner. He then made a seal and the body melted, leaving a strange viscous liquid behind. Takeo scooped it up into a jar, and then sealed the lid on. Having done this he collected his needles and straightened up. The mist drew around him, and when it dispersed he was already gone.
Around one kilometer from where the man was killed, a lone shinobi smiled to himself. "so these are Kirigakure's elite trackers, well, lets see how they like being trailed by none other than the rouge ninja of Konoha, Mugito Hyuga!
