and like the title says...this is my first story...but i like to call it a short encounter....
A dark figure perched in the trees watched a young ninja. As she passed underneath the branches the dark figure jump down, sword in hand ran by and sliced open the young ninja, Vicious Vox. Vicious fell to her knees holding her side as blood gushed from her wound. Blinded by rage not taking notice to how deep her wound really was. She stood up, drew her swords and turned around to face her attacker. It was an assassin?
She griped her weapons tightly in her blood soaked hands. In a zigzag motion she charged for him. He evaded her attack by jumping over her and landed facing her back. He felt something cold, he looked down to see the young ninja's blade tip pressing against his body. He attempted to grab the blade but it was to late. She pushed her body into his and plunged her sword into his stomach. Vicious closed her eyes and whispered. "This is where your journey ends." Vicious twisted her sword and pulled it from his lifeless body. She could feel him hit the ground.
She felt a sharp pain in her side, her eye sight became blurry, she had forgotten about her injury. Vicious collapsed to the ground. She struggled to get into her pocket and manged to pull out a small black wooden whistle. She put it to her lips and with a short breath blew into it. The high pitch sound rang through the forest.
Vicious watched the cherry blossom petals dance in the wind and just before she passed out from the major blood loss she thought to herself. "I didn't travel that far from the village." She was sure a ninja from her clan heard her call.
