Theme 023 - Ninja (about 1020 words)

A ninja was a stealthy and deadly person that used their skills to kill. They were warriors. They trained long and hard to hone their skills and to master their profession. It took years. One must start training at a very young age. Be very determined. Have an amazing master. It was hard work. The weren't always without morals either. The morals they had were ones that they would fallow always and bring to the grave. They would fight for what they believe in. The morals would be passed on from master to pupil. Don't kills certain people, politeness, stealth, hide your identity. Things such as that.

Six. He was a ninja. A well trained and respected one. Well in the eyes of Rex anyway. Six was highly skilled, deadly and sneaky. Things ninjas have. He was a ninja but he didn't consider himself as such. A master assassin yes, ninja no. He did not mind being called a ninja. He kinda was. He would be lying if he said that he did not enjoy showing off his skills. It was enjoyable. But that was not how he was raised. He was taught not to show off.

It not only showed off your skills, your strengths and weakness but it was also rude and dishonorable. His master, One, was a respectable old man that may have taught him to kill but he also taught him manners, the importance to keeping to yourself and waiting things out, not being rude, the codes of a warrior. His master was a good man and Six wouldn't want to show him disgrace and dishonor by doing something as rude as showing off. He still showed off from time to time, he just told himself it was not showing off. He was just doing what he did. He was just putting his skills to work.

He was deadly. He trained hard and long since he was a child. He was silent and swift. He could do things others could not. He not the sixth deadliest for nothing. He was fast and could do amazing acrobatic skills. Just like a ninja. He was indeed a ninja. He was deadly and quite. Fast and deadly. Efficiency. That is what it was. Efficient. Ninjas got got the job done and that is what he got done.

Rex envied him. He wanted to be like him some day. He may goof off during training sometimes but he tried his hardest to be a ninja too someday. Six would just roll his eyes and shake his head at the boy's excitement. He always followed it by telling the ten year old to pay more attention to things and to stop goofing off. Rex would listen for a few minutes but then he would go back to messing around. Just goofing off. Six was annoyed but understood. (after a talking to from Holiday about how he treated and trained Rex. About how hard he was on the boy.) the boy was very young still. Just a child. Children goof off. Six didn't but his childhood wasn't like others. His life was dark , hard and brutal. Rex had a happy life , for the most part, he also could not remember most of it. Six could concentrate and train more than Rex could because of this.

Rex had the great potential to be a ninja someday, but not anytime soon. The kid had a lot to learn. But he would be a great ninja one day. Until then he'd have to work hard and continue to look up to Six.

Six was a great ninja. He was cold and harsh. But not cold heartened and with out morals as some thought of him. As the impression he gave off would lead one to think. He could not and would not ever kill a child. He couldn't do something he had learned as dishonorable. He had his limits. As few of them as there were. He was getting better though. Thanks to Holiday and Rex. His family.

Ninjas usually did not have a family. Up until a year ago he didn't really have a family. The five other members of The Six were kinda like family to him but he had no really feelings or ties to them other than One. One was his master. He was the man who took him in when he had nothing. Taught and trained him to be the ninja he is today. One was like a father to Six.

The green clad ninja was a complicated man. There was a lot to him than cold hard heartlessness and killing. The ninja had his ways for a reason. He had been though a lot. He had a hard life. But a lot of 'ninjas' were the ones that had hard lives. It was part of being a ninja it would seem. The hard life has a of making one cold to the world around them. Being cold to the world around you makes it easier to kill when told to. Or at least that was the idea. Life was not that simple. Most of the time it was not that easy. It hurt to have such a hard life and made it easier to be willing to kill at first but then all the killing is what make all of one's feeling melt away and make them heartless. Make them cold.

He was a ninja that was true , rather he choose to acknowledge the fact or not. He truly was one. He had the skills, the hard heart , the cold shell, the harsh life. When one thought of a ninja he was the type of person one would think of. Just not dressed in all of green. Probably.

The young little ten year old boy Rex certainly thought of Six when he heard or thought of the word ninja. He thought of the man he thought of as a father. The man he looked up to. The one that trained him , that he wanted to be like someday. The ninja he wanted to be.