Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Ninja Night: Secrets Revealed!

Disguised as one of the guards, he knew his disguise would only get him so far. Being too young and too short to pull the disguise off with close contact, he had to maintain his distance from any of the standing guards and patrolmen. In case he should encounter any guards directly, he had a small egg of sleeping powder curled in his left hand which was sure to knock out a guard quickly and leave him dazed enough that he would have little recollection of what had happened.

This was barely an option, though. Trying to be discreet, he couldn't simply go around putting all of the guards to sleep. Certainly this would raise too much suspicion and perhaps even compromise the entire mission. He had to be careful to keep a low profile until he could find a proper entry point into the building.

Taro continued the patrol, marching with his gun poised up and ready and the egg tightly concealed from sight. Diligently, he march in a large ring around the building using all of his concentration to act as normal as possible. Occasionally, he would stop and peer around as if he was intent of finding someone there. Though he thought it was unlikely, he mused at the idea that another ninja might have broken in and was trying to do the same thing.

Taro rounded another corner of the large castle-like structure and arrived at precisely the point he wanted. There was a dimly lit corner of the building, just out of sight of any of the standing guards, and according to his estimation, none of the other patrolmen would be by in the time it would take to gain access to the building.

He quickly made his way to the corner and glanced around to make sure nobody was watching. Hiding the gun and suit under a nearby bush and pocketing the egg, he fastened on a set of clawed gloves, and a matching set of clawed shoes.

Digging one hand into the side of the building, he began his climb up the wall. Each clawed hand was followed by a step from his clawed feet, as he made his way up to the slanted shingles on the rough. With a final effort, he heaved himself up unto the ledge. Just as he did, the patrol came around the corner.

Taro laid flat, once again hidden by the cover of his black suit. The patrol made their way past the spot, not seeming to have noticed anything unusual at all. The plan was working!

Taro carefully made his way around the building to a window around the corner of the building. He peered inside but was disappointed to find that it was merely a dining room. Though he was also relieved because there was no one there.

His next attempt was in the back. He found several windows here, all of which seemed to be bedrooms. Taro moved closer to the only window with light shining through it, further towards the other end of the building.

He crept ever-so carefully, knowing that a wrong move could trigger an alert and could blow his cover. He stepped carefully to the edge of the window and using a small piece of metal as a mirror, he peered into the room from around the corner.

What he saw was nothing special. He had located his target, Aimoto, but he was hunched over a desk with a stiff look on his face. He seemed to be studying, which reminded Taro suddenly of an upcoming test. But he shook the thought from his head quickly knowing there were more important things to concentrate on at the moment.

Feeling almost completely defeated in his efforts, Taro rounded the house to the other side. There were several larger windows here with lights on, and as he approaches, the muffled sounds of talking grew more audible.

Taro drew close to the window and peered in using his metal reflector. Inside was a very strong-looking business man, Aimoto's own father. He was having a very heated conversation on the phone, flailing his arms all about.

Taro put his ear up to the window and listened.

"If you don't get this shipment in by Tuesday, you're going to have blood on your hands," shouted Mr. Aimoto. "Our customer's cannot wait for these guns, and if we do not get them on time, we may blow the whole deal!"

Shipment? Guns?

Calming now, Mr. Aimoto continued. "Uh huh. Yeah? I have gone through a great deal of work to ensure this shipment gets here safely. The amount of bribery I've had to do alone has cost a pretty penny. You get that shipment here on time, or you're going to pay!"

The phone was thrown on the holster as Mr. Aimoto spun around for a bottle of wine.

Taro quickly withdrew. He couldn't believe what he had heard. Aimoto's father was involved in illegal arms trade! Suddenly, the importance of his mission was becoming clear. He had to get back and tell Michio what he had found out.

Taro made his way to the other side of the building, climbing down and redressing in the stolen uniform, he made his way back to his trap where he found two still-sleeping soldiers. He redressed the man and crawled back to the outer wall of the courtyard, making his way over to the safety outside.

Read "Michio, Where Are You?" >>>>>>

Our young ninja has discovered the secret Aimoto's family has been hiding. What will happen now? Find out on the next part of our story: "Taro's Ninja Spy High School!"

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What is a Ninja?

There is a lot of misconception about what a ninja is.

A ninja is a weapon. A ninja is a warrior.

First appearing in writing as early as 4th century according to some history, though it is hard to place the beginning of the ninja, and most scholars agree that they emerged around the 7th-10th century. According to most Asian historians, the ninja first developed in opposition to the elite samurai during the Heian Dynasty (794-1185).

By the 15th century, the role of the ninja was primarily hired mercenary or espionage. By this time, there was already boundless myths about ninjas, calling them demons and giving them mystical powers which were widely believed to be true, but in all reality, ninjas were very trained in silence and stealth and could easily hide or slip away quickly and unnoticed in a way that would lead others to believe they were magical.

Our story presupposes a modern Japanese society where ninjas have managed to survive and continue traditional methods of teaching and hired by clients and used as weapons and tools of espionage and mercenary. Taro is one such ninja, growing up in a civilization of ninjas long-thought to be extinct. But when Taro begins his first ninja mission, his whole world gets turned upside down.