The story of the Mochizuki Ninjas (387 hits)
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Submitted by Hourman (View user info) at 2006-05-23 06:09:41 EDT
There is no such thing as a good war. There is no such thing as a war without consequence. In the year 1561 warlord Moritoki Mochizuki was killed in the battle of Kawanakajima.
Mochizuki held his sword high as he felt the cold embrace of a metal arrow pierce his throat. Today was a good day to die.
When warlord Mochizuki was killed he left behind a wife and a young boy. The boy was nine years old at the time. It was less than a year before his mother joined his father in the family shrine.
Without a trace the young prince disappeared.
Some years later a rumour spread that the royal vault had been emptied. With the young prince missing it was assumed he had stolen it. For the first time in history, a bounty was placed on a prince's head.
To show the humiliation, and loss of pride the Mochizuki name suffered, the royal armour worn by Moritoki Mochizuki the day he was killed was scattered through the world as royal gifts.
The prince sent a message to the council. He would recover the armour over time, and that all who opposes him and his descendents will die at the hands of the Mochizuki Ninjas.
Three days later the council were found hanging from the city walls. Their bowels had been removed, and they swung freely. Under them two words were written clearly,
"Moritoki Mochizuki"
240 years later
Perched on the tower in the middle of London a man slowly moves through the stone carved gargoyles. Their grotesque faces never cease to amaze him; they look as if they could spring forth at any moment and attack him.
Such was his mind that he was already ready for an attack.
He stayed clear and focused. He knew he must, for the man he was hunting tonight, was unlike most he had come across. He had fought this man twice and come of worse than the other.
The gentlemen in question was a Mr Dante Grey whom had possessed a fantastic life span, but one which never seemed to be questioned. It was always just accepted in the Grey family.
Mr Grey had a sword which he had acquired from Asia. The sword was of great personal value.
The light in the house clicked on, it was time.
The man sprang from the tower and landed, with out sound, thirty feet onto the roof of an old house. He sprinted fast across the roofs, leaping great distances between the dwellings.
The Grey household was right in front of him. He could see Mr Grey lifting a covered canvas into a vault. That was of no concern to him. It was the blade he was after.
Voices to his left gave him no time to think as he dived behind a chimney.
"Hello? Anyone up here? I'm warning you son, if I find you...well lets just say the law will have no mercy!" Laughed the large man.
Insufferable fool. As the large man walked away he slinked from behind the chimney and ran full speed at the back of the large man. No one heard a sound as he jumped through the air piercing the back of the neck of the large man severing his vocal cords. His blood did not even drip as the cut was so precise.
This move was known as 'King'. It was in dedication to Moritoki Mochizuki. A sword, or in this case a dagger, is thrust into the throat but at such an angle were the blood will poor in on itself, and the vocal chords severed.
Back at the Grey house it was now the hour of darkness, enough so that Mr Grey would not see a shadow move.
He slipped in though an open window and landed delicately on the tiled floor. He knew exactly were he was as he crept from room to room. He could not see where Mr Grey was. He had some how eluded him
"How is this?" He said aloud.
"My dear boy it's just plain rude to turn up uninvited." Mr Grey moved with cat like speed, sword in hand as he lunged for the ninja.
Mr Grey sprung forward thrusting out his left arm at the same time. This was an opening. The claws on his 'Cat Guard' sliced through the delicate fabrics on Mr Grey and opened a fresh wound. Mr Grey fell back startled at such an attack. He hadn't even given the poison time to set into the wound.
"Who are you?"
"You have my sword."
"What? No, the owner of this sword died over two hundred years ago!"
"Yes his mind and body did. That is true. His name, however, has never left us."
"You're a descendent of that...that king?!"
"Norikuku Mochizuki at your service Mr Grey."
Mr Grey smiled and put his head down. Just as quickly a pistol was pulled from Mr Greys' belt and a shot was fired.
A cloud of dust fell from the hole in the ceiling, covering Norikuku. Mr Grey was not going to try that again. The star had lodged itself neatly into his hand and had pinned it firmly against the wall.
Norikuku picked up his ancestors sword. He gazed upon its intricate beauty.
"Goodnight Mr Grey"
"Read all about it read all about it! Illustrious aristocrat found dead in house! Blood stained name on the wall! Read all about it! Read all about it!"
A young oriental man walked briskly down the street with a small bag over his back. His long coat reveiling no features at all. He made his way to the docks and set sail for somewhere closer to home. It was time to find Captain Nemo and the helm of Mochizuki.
End part 1
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Submitted by darko (user info) at 2006-07-06 07:16:45 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by darko (user info) at 2006-07-05 09:54:26 (#)
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I am going to rate every one of your posts with a +2 without reading them.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-05-23 17:07:55 EDT (#)
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could have been good
but
something disturbed me
i dont know what it is
but i hope you fix it before next installment
Submitted by MyNameIsTim (user info) at 2006-05-23 09:00:52 EDT (#)
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sometimes, double spacing just isn't enough.
and by sometimes, i meant never.
Submitted by redskieslookfake (user info) at 2006-05-23 06:32:06 EDT (#)
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I'm a man that will go far
Fly the moon and reach for the stars
With my sword and head held high
hmmmmmmmmmm
Submitted by hour_man (user info) at 2006-05-23 06:26:16 EDT (#)
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And holding his 'power' in his own hand.
power rings activate!
Form of....Power!
Submitted by redskieslookfake (user info) at 2006-05-23 06:22:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Seriously. Watch this man fly!!
*EJACULATES*
And holding his 'power' in his own hand.
A song about wanking
Submitted by redskieslookfake (user info) at 2006-05-23 06:21:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
I am now sure that song is about masturbation
Submitted by redskieslookfake (user info) at 2006-05-23 06:21:15 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Here we are, born to be kings
We're the princes of the universe
Here we belong, fighting to survive
In a world with the darkest powers
Hey...
And here we are
We're the princes of the universe
Here we belong, fighting for survival
We've come to be the rulers of your world
Oh!
I am immortal
I have inside me blood of kings (Yeah, yeah!)
I have no rival
No man can be my equal
Take me to the future of new earth
Born to be kings, princes of the universe
Fighting and free, got your world in my hand
I'm here for your love and I'll make my stand
We were born to be princes of the universe
No man could understand
My power is in my own hand
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
People talk about you
People say you've had your day
I'm a man that will go far
Fly the moon and reach for the stars
With my sword and head held high
Got to pass the test first time, yeah
I know that people talk about me
I hear it every day
But I can prove you wrong 'cause I'm right first time
Yeah yeah
Alright, let's go, let's go
Haha!
Yeh...watch this man fly
Bring on the girls
Bababa!
Here we are (here we are)
Born to be kings, we're princes of the universe
Here will we belong
Born to be kings, princes of the universe
Fighting and free, got your world in my hand
I'm here for your love and I'll make my stand
We were born to be princes of the universe
Submitted by hour_man (user info) at 2006-05-23 06:16:13 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Dude....comon....everyone knows highlander....although i fail to see the comparisson! Gotta love the con man.
Submitted by redskieslookfake (user info) at 2006-05-23 06:15:23 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!
I love Highlander. Sean Connery, in a film set mainly in Scotland, portraying an Egyptian, who claimed he had a Spanish accent and had a Japanese wife. Genius.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2006-05-23 06:12:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Actually not quite as entertaining as I first thought. A bit formulaic and difficult to identify with. Certainly not bad though.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2006-05-23 06:11:35 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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