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Dummy's Guide to Living or Surviving with Ninjas

By Ivy_Moonlit_Rose

Humor / Adventure

Chapter 1: Lights Out

Okay this is the new story that 1zara-uchiha1 and I are working on. We hope you enjoy reading it. We don't own the Naruto cast or anything else you might recognize. 1zara-uchiha1 owns Laura and I own Kahlan. Together we own the plot.

Last thing then you can start reading. Each chapter will begin with a note as this is the dummy's guide. The notes are dos and don'ts as well as facts. Anyways, you may now begin reading.

Among the Damned: Dummy's Guide to Living (or Surviving) with Ninjas

Chapter 1

Note: Never call out hello

~Kahlan's POV

I'm sitting on the couch with my legs close holding tightly onto a pillow. Lightning flashes outside and the thunder rumbles like a hungry beast. But all of my attention is on the horror movie playing in front of me. My roommate and friend Laura is at work.

My eyes stay transfixed unable to move. Once again lightning flashes, it brightens the living room more than the light coming from the kitchen. My eyes widen as the man starts getting dragged into the wall.

Suddenly there is a loud boom and the power goes out. I scream jumping slightly into the air and landing back on the couch. Clutching the pillow tightly, I close my eyes to calm down my racing heart.

With a deep breath, I open my eyes and slowly lower my feet to the floor, afraid something will grab me and pull me under the couch. With nothing happening, I start standing up. I blindly make my way to the kitchen where the emergency candles and flashlights are at.

Of course I trip a few times and swear under my breath. I try to make as little noise as possible. Reaching the kitchen I listen for any noise besides the pounding of my heart. Hearing nothing but the rumbling of the thunder and the howling of the wind I head over to the counter holding my hands out. I fumble around a few minutes in the drawers until I find a flashlight. With a sigh of relief I turn it on.

I go to search for the candles when I hear a loud crash coming from the backyard. A small squeak escapes from me and it takes all of my control to not run and hide. There's more crashing and I just mumble screw it and run out of the room. I rush to my room since I have some weapons in my room. I have them just in case of a zombie apocalypse.

Inside my room I head over to the closet that's still wide open. My eyes scan over the few swords inside. Reaching for the smallest one, I weight in my hands. It feels light and easy to carry. Pulling the scabbard I notice that the sword looks polished as well as sharp, after all it's been a while since I messed with any of them. With a nod, I close the closet then slowly make my way back to the kitchen.

I hear voices, but I'm unable to tell what they are saying. Slowly, I push the kitchen door open. Not that it matters because the wind starts howling again ripping the door handle from my grasp causing it to bang against the house. I wince from the loud noise as lightning lights up the woods and the backyard.

"Hello," I call out as the wind dies down a little bit.

I start walking forward, my eyes constantly looking around. At the same time I'm trying to push away the thought of any monster possibly jumping out to eat me or anything else scary. I feel a few drops of water fall from the pitch black sky. Lightning flashes and I swear I see something standing next to one of the trees in the forest. For a moment I'm reminded of the time I swear I saw Jeepers Creepers standing outside my bedroom window on a similar time like this when I was twelve.

"I have a weapon and I'm not afraid to use it," I call out shivering from the cold as the rain starts pouring down.

The wind picks up again sounding like a shrill scream instead of a howl. There's no reply and I take a few more cautious step forward. I shine the flashlight in the direction I saw the figure standing at but notice that it's gone.

"Like we're fucking scared of you bitch," says a voice that sounds like a man.

I scream not knowing where the voice came from. Quickly spinning around, I go to run only to see a tall figure standing in front of me. I look up to see red eyes. I scream again the thoughts monster and demon take root in my mind.

Bringing the sword up (it's still in the scabbard) I go to swing but the monster or demon quickly catches it. With wide eyes I just let it go along with the flashlight and go to run the other way. A hand reaches out for me and quickly I do the limbo duck as I slide across the now slick ground.

"Catch her," I hear another man voice says. It sounds cold and harsh.

"This should fucking be a fun chase," says the first voice then it cackles.

"No," I yell.

Pushing myself off the muddy ground, I rush to the door. Another figure appears in front of me. With a quick twist and leap into the air, I soar over the figure and land behind them. Thank goodness for being in gymnastics, even if it was for a year. Except when I land I hear a pop and my feet slide away from me thanks to the mud. However, I push through that and lunge myself through the open door.

Just as I think I'm safe I feel the presence of something standing over me. Quickly, I try to push myself up and make a run for it, but I'm kick back down to the floor. I cry out from the hard kick as whatever it is holds me down to the cold kitchen floor.

"Damn it I wanted to fucking chase the bitch," once again says the first voice.

"Shut it baka," another voice belonging to a man speaks up.

What if it's just monsters or whatever taking human form? I try to get up but I get pushed down and more pressure is added to my back. Tears burn my eyes and start leaving a hot trail down my cheeks knowing I'm going to die. Damn it, I refuse to cry. Taking a deep breath I hold back the rest of my tears.

With all of the horror movies I've watched, I thought I would have been a lot smarter than to check out the noise. Turns out that was a complete lie because like a fool I went to go check. Now it's leading up to the final moments of my life. My hands clench into fist wondering if anyone would care if I'm gone or dead.

"Please," I say. "If you're going to kill me just do it quickly."

"My fucking pleasure; it has been a while since I fucking last sacrificed someone."

"You're not going to kill her," says the voice of the second man monster/demon/thing.

Suddenly I'm lifted up of the ground, my feet dangling just above the floor. My pale green eyes clash with red eyes once again for a split second before the demon spins me around. Closing my eyes, I await for the blow that will end my life.

Mom, dad I'm so sorry. I wish you had gotten a chance to know me better. I wish that I could have been the perfect daughter that you wanted. I wish that I was brave enough to tell you that I wish you were home more often, or that I wanted to try things that I like, or that you could have paid a little attention to me. Know what, I take all of that back.

"Open your eyes," the sound of the second voice commands.

Trembling, I slowly open my eyes. Standing in front of me is a man with orange hair with piercings littering his face. His eyes look grey with ripples like water. My eyes scan around the kitchen to see seven other men and one woman. They look like they're slightly covered in ashes as well as being soaked from the rain. I look back at the man in front of me as the lightning flashes. Not being able to take anymore, for the first time I faint hoping that my death will come soon.

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That's the end of the first chapter. The second chapter will be posted on Friday. We really do hope you enjoy this story. Please review it will make us happy. ^.^

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