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—Hattori Compound 6:50 am–

Satoru breathed heavily as he leaned on his guan’dao for support. Sweat drenched his training garments and his muscles screamed in pain as he stared at his opponent across the training yard. 4,143 more words

Yuko held her hands up in submission as Ella held her and Haru at gunpoint. Ella walked closer to the two girls, pistol still aimed at their heads. 3,711 more words

Training to be an Assassin is a way of life. So it was naturual to parallel the Hattori martial art of choice after Kung Fu. It is a martial art that is also more than just mastering fist forms and acrobatics, it’s a spiritual commitment as much as a physical one. 444 more words

—Oshan University Apartments 2:30 pm—

Haru trudged back to the apartment after a long day of class. She was tired, hungry and frustrated at all facets of life. 4,527 more words

—Hattori Compound 7 am—

Yuko awoke early in the morning as her stomach rumbled fiercely. She groaned as the pain in her stomach reminded her of her lack of food the two days. 3,201 more words

—4:30 PM in the Xai Mountains—

Hanabi Hattori was rarely surprised by things. Being in the assassination business for over forty years will usually do that to someone. 5,520 more words

—In the compound meeting room–

“As you all know, acquiring any sort of information on APEX has been a priority of ours ever since its inception.” Hisayo addressed the family from her position in the center of the rounded table. 3,843 more words