Aku tiba-tiba terbangun dengan sistem yang mengharuskan ku bertahan hidup didalam dungeon .demi bertahan hidup aku harus bertarung melawan monster tapi karena sistem yang membuat ku mempunyai skill kurasa aku bisa bertahan meskipun mungkin tak mudah.

inko and Mars are two college students trying their best to get through life, but what will happen when they're faced with the Dilemma of knowing that they're not seen as equals by everyone?

And just when I thought my life was getting back to normal.

Trish and I got married in January this year. We moved into our own place not too long ago. Life seemed to start becoming the way it always should've been. But no, it would be too crazy to live a normal fucking life.

When we moved in, we introduced ourselves to most of our neighbors. We live in an apartment complex that consists of two building across from each other. View from our bedroom looks at the other building but hey, the place was cheap and in a good location so we couldn't complain. We hit it off with two of our neighbors right away. Jeff and Rachel. They're a bit older, probably mid-thirties, but the chemistry was there so that's all that mattered. I actually believed that Jeff and Rachel were a couple because they were always together, but later I learned that they were just neighbors, living above each other in the building across from ours.

Enough bullshitting, let me get to the point.

I bought a pair of "new" Beats by Dre wireless headphones on eBay and I got exactly what I deserved. I got a fake pair. I started the process of complaint with eBay but I knew that shit wouldn't work. The thing is, as fake as they were, headphones actually sounded good. So I took them to workout at the gym that was on the first floor of my building.

I was running on the treadmill and the phones were doing well. And just as I started thinking that maybe these counterfeits aren't that bad, the left ear cup started producing crackling noise. I ignored it and kept running. Then, a loud bang came from both of the cups and I nearly tripped on the machine. I stopped. Silence completely overtook the headphones.

Then I heard silent crackling, and what seemed like whispers. I knocked on the plastic cups, hoping that'd fix them. It did. Whispers now became clear talking.

"Well, they said it was him, so it must be him…" a male voice said. It sounded familiar.

"Alright, but let's keep calm until we actually know for sure," responded a female voice. I recognized that voice. It was Rachel. And the male sounded a lot like Jeff.

Then the cracking noise got loud again, reaching unbearable pitch. As I was about to take the headphones off, the music started playing again.

I didn't think twice about this event. I mean, why would I bother trying to understand how their conversation ended up in my headphones? Who gives a shit. I was just pissed that my fake Beats were acting up.

Jeff came over the next day. He is an electrician and I asked him to help me install a pair of those clapping lights. I guess I watched too many movies and I really wanted to be able to just clap for the damn light to come on. I found a good deal and bought a few, so Jeff was helping me install them. He did it for free.

Since eBay hadn't done anything regarding my issue, I decided to keep the headphones. Seller wouldn't give me refund, and they sounded alright, so I sucked it up.

So two days ago (Sunday), I was relaxing at the balcony drinking some Stella and listening to Kanye's new album. I mean I was sunbathing and listening to my favorite artist while drinking favorite beer, life was damn near perfect. Then, the same crackling noise started. At first it didn't bother me, but it got louder and louder. It finally got really loud, and then it all stopped.

Whispers came through the headphones again. I turned up the volume to the max.

"We're going to have to approach Trish first." A million fucking goosebumps ran all over my body. If I learned anything from my encounters with Rose, it was that coincidences don't exist in my life. The voice saying my wife's name belonged to Rachel, there was no doubt.

I stood up in my chair and looked to the building across, but I couldn't see into Rachel's apartment. She had blinds on. Come to think of it, she (and Jeff) always had their blinds on and were never on the balcony.

"At least 4 days. That's what we have to wait. You heard him. And after that, him." That was Jeff. I stood up and took my headphones off. I wanted to run over to his place and ask what the hell was going on. I just stood there for a minute, trying to think. I put the Beats back on my head, but at that point, the music was back on.

I didn't know what was going on. I didn't mind the first interference, but this one, this one was about my wife. And how in the world was I able to hear them talk? I assumed it was some kind of radio interference.

I decided to talk to Jeff about it. I texted him and asked what he was doing. After no text for few minutes, I went back to drinking. Two hours later, I was still sitting on the balcony without response from Jeff.

Finally, around 9pm, I saw Jeff walk out of his building. As soon as he got out, I yelled.

"Hey man, you get my text?"

"Nah, sorry, I left the phone at work. What's up? Lights working ok?"

"Lights are fine, thanks. I was gonna ask you, do you and Rach talk over radio or something?"

I swear to god, the man just stopped in his tracks. He was looking up at me, but he wasn't moving.

After about a minute or so of silence, he responded.

"Nah man, why, where'd you get that from?" he smiled at me, but it seemed forced.

"Shit man, no idea, must be the Stella" I said also forcibly smiling while raising my empty beer bottle. He laughed at my joke, yelled a quick "talk later" and went back in.

I thought that the whole encounter was strange, shit, whole damn day was strange as hell, but I wasn't thinking too much about it. I was decently buzzed and pretty tired, so I just decided to go to sleep. Trish was already sleeping.

At around 2-3am, some kind of noise woke me up. I am a light sleeper and even little things get me, but this sounded pretty loud. I sobered up enough to realize that the sound was coming from the headphones. It was that same crackling that got louder and louder. Finally it went away and silence took over. I turned the volume all the way up trying to hear anything. These damn things are so loud, they sound more like a boombox than headphones, but I still couldn't hear anything.

Then, a loud clap came from my fake Beats. The light in our bedroom turned on instantly. I was still a bit sleepy, so it took me a second to comprehend what the fuck was happening. The clap activated the light. Who the fuck… Then it came to me.

I walked over to our window, and that's where I nearly fucking screamed.

The building across the street had all lights off. All but two. Jeff was standing at the window in his apartment, and Rachel was standing at the window in the apartment above. They were both looking straight at me.

Jeff was holding something that looked like a radio. He brought it to his mouth.

Crackling came from headphones again.

"Yup." Is all he said. As he said it, the lights turned off in both of their apartments and I couldn't see anything anymore. My headphones went silent.

If this is a prank they're pulling on me, it's a good one. If it's not a prank, well, here we go again.

He gets to miss school and the training too. Caine couldn't be happier than getting a day off his boring routine.

He had to thank Weston for asking to tag along.

I should've totally bashed my head for ever thinking about declining the offer. Caine thought. 

Today, Dreanne woke up before her scheduled time. Caine got to know that she was awake since six in the morning.

Wow, someone's really hyped up.

He met her after his daily run and finishing the workout. She was happy to go out with him or so he thought.

"I couldn't wait to meet her!" She squeals as he, Weston and the Chief were making their way to the car.

The chief smiles at her as Weston chuckles but Caine was confused.

Her… He thought as he turned to question Weston, "Weston? What is she talking about?" 

"Oh! I forgot to mention, I thought you might've heard the news. But anyway, my cousin, Siri, is coming here to live with us. Samuel's sending her. Or as he's referred you know, Jared."

He said knowingly as he was aware about the Samuel's alias.

"But I thought he didn't have any sibling?"

"He just doesn't acknowledge her. For him, she's like a burden, a ghost haunting him. I hate that guy!" He spat out as his anger suddenly rose.

"Is she here for rehab?" Caine asked for which Weston and the Chief snapped their heads at him and shot him a nasty look.

He stopped there as Weston continued to glare at him.

"What?" Caine asked looking at them in confusion.

"Stop believing that! She's a great girl! Never speak nonsense about her to me or anybody; am I clear?" He barked.

Gulping down Caine nods, "Crystal."

"Why is Wessy angry?" Dre asked the Chief.

"Your brother was being very rude." The Chief shot him a glare as she answered Dre.

Never believe any rumours, ever.

The whole ride Weston never let Caine live down the fact that he hated him at that moment.

"I'm sorry, alright! I get it! I'll never listen to any rumours. I'm sorry!"

After that the glares directed towards him by the Chief and Weston was reduced to null and he started talking to him without including any jabs.

Reaching the airport, Dreanne was still jumping up and down in excitement which Caine couldn't seem to share. 

The airport wasn't crowded so they made their way towards the waiting area quite quickly. Announcements were playing on the megaphone and the flight schedules kept on changing. 

Why are Weston and Chief so over reactive with this new Siri? Caine thought as they waited for the arrivals.

Later it was being announced that the flight was delayed. 

Caine wanted to hit something. He was not someone to run out of patience but now, he was getting irritated.

I'm starting to dislike this girl. Caine thought as he saw that Dre was excited about her and Weston is over the moon to meet her and somehow Chief is smiling but he have to wait for her.

He didn't even know that girl or that she existed until today and he didn't know anything about her!

"You know Cici? Wessy said that she loves to sing and... And she would play with me!" Dre squeals.

Got it! She's excited to have a new playmate. He thought, as she jumped around.

Weston smiles down at Dre then turns to looks at him, "She's pretty hyped isn't she?"

"Yeah but how long do we have to wait?"

His brows scrunched up, "I guess she should be here by now," looking at his watch, "she's kind of late though."

"Yeah, the flight was delayed... because of her, Samuel called earlier." The Chief answered.

Weston chuckles at Caine's horrified expression.

She delayed a flight! God this girl must be troublesome.

"Hey before you can get any ideas. Don't worry, she's great. Just don't run after her with a rose, don't pursue her and be on her good side... Because you don't wanna know what happened to the last guy who stood before her holding a rose..." He paused dramatically.

"What?" Caine asked quizzically.

Was he killed? Caine thought better than voicing his opinion, he needed to shut up. Since Weston, if angry could strangle him and dump his body in the Atlantic Ocean or the North Sea.

"He was thrown down the flight of stairs. And the other was sporting a black eye wasn't he mom?" Chief nods, "... Then the one who wrote her a letter was found hanging on to the pole Instead of their school flag." He finished.

Letting out an impressed low whistle, "She's kind of handful." Caine said and he was truly impressed to know that.

Chuckling at Caine's response, "She did that because the teachers left the boys off with a warning, which... the boys didn't seem to follow, kids these days." Chief said shaking her head.

Okay... I got my warning. Caine thought as he realised what the boys did and what happened to them.

Caine also didn't forget to note the tone Weston and Chief used, they were proud of her.

"Oh, here she comes!" Weston made them aware.

Passengers were coming out but he wasn't able to see a girl who would pass as Weston's cousin.

"There she is!" Chief pointed out and started waving.

Caine couldn't believe that this lady, waving like a child was his Chief.

Following her line of sight, he saw her.
His breath hitched.

Not sure what he was expecting but he didn't expect a tween. A ten or something year old girl... And she delayed the flight?!

She came walking with a pair of headphones around her neck, a backpack hanging off a shoulder, dragging a suitcase with one hand and a book in the other. The headphones connected to something on her waist, it was a recorder he guessed.

Mop of wild brown almost black hair held in place by a high pony tail and he couldn't believe what she was wearing.

She came wearing a yellow, rabbit onesie with white polka dots on it.

The fact that she came wearing a onesie didn't surprise him as much as the fact that a small group of people were huddled around her and the airhostesses were crouching beside her.

As the pilot came out he talked to her and then ruffles her hair and left, the crowd dispersed too but an older guy around 20 or 21 stuck around. They talked for a while before his phone alerts him and he turns around to look for someone. 

Finally when he locates the person he was looking for, he made a mad dash. He ran towards his girlfriend and gathers her in a tight hug.

They pulled apart, "Babe, this is Siri. Siri this is my girl, Hanna." But before any further introductions could be made, Dre got in action.  

"She's here!" Dre runs over to her before Caine could stop her. He could just hope that Siri doesn't get upset...

Reaching her, Dre jumps on her to grab her in a hug.

Dropping the book, her suitcase and barely holding onto her backpack, Siri hugs Dreanne back, awkwardly. Then her eyes shined with a happy glint.

Holding Dre on her hip, she manages to adjust her backpack properly and bends to pick up the dropped book. Handing out the book to Dre, she picks up her suitcase and walks towards them. The guy and his girlfriend followed her.

It was then that Caine noticed Siri's pale complexion and puffy eyes.

Looking over to Weston, Siri yells, "Weston!" And just like that Weston rushes to her side and gathers her in his arms. 

Dropping the suitcase, book and her backpack as a barrier, they all witness the most twisted hug.

Dre was still holding onto Siri and Weston has lifted her and has both of them in a bear hug, counting the bag it makes three of them in Weston's arms.
He drops a kiss on Siri's forehead while landing her back on her feet.

Then turning over to face the Chief, she says, "Maasi!"

It looks like Chief was about to cry when Dre says, "Riri my name's Dreanne! That's my brother Cici!" Pointing at Caine, Siri follows the direction Dre points and her blue eyes located him and he felt some blood rushing to his cheeks.

Why is it so warm in here? He thought as he diverted his attention, trying to avoid Siri's gaze. 

"Cici?" She asks Dre, to which Dre nods.
"I call Caine, Cici! Like now, I'll call you Riri!"

Weston nudges Caine, "Hope you remember what happened to the boys, okay?" He can hear the underlying threat saying; don't look at her, stay away from her and don't even think about her.

Caine just nods at him.

Looking over at Siri, he notices a small smile on her lips as Dre kept talking to her.

Dre was still hanging onto Siri and she wasn't planning on letting Dre down.
It felt nice to see Dre so happy, Caine was happy too.

"Maasi, this is Edward and his girlfriend Hanna." Siri said introducing them to us.

Chief nods in acknowledgement, "I assume you were seated beside this little bomb." She said referring to Siri.

He laughs, "Yes, that she is and no offense, but how can you let a eleven year old travel across the continent, alone." His voice turned serious till the end.

Siri nudges him, "Maasi it's nothing..." But she doesn't get to finish as the Chief speaks up.

"It's a family matter. But I understand your concerns. Thank you." The Chief answers with an edge of coldness to her voice. "C'mon Ri. We gotta go. You need to explain why the flight was delayed." Chief said as Siri sets Dre down to face the couple.

Siri hugs Edward and whispers an apology then waves at the couple after lifting Dre back up and follows the Chief.

Weston took the suitcase and the book was handed off to Caine by Dre, who forgot she has a brother and kept on talking with Siri.

Following Chief back to the car, Dre kept chattering and Caine was surprised to see that Siri was listening and smiling down at her without being bored.

"You know, you could make her walk. Don't carry her around like she's a baby." He said which earned him a stink eye from Dre as Siri turned to face him as she stopped in her tracks.

"It's alright. She's a good girl." She answered him to which Dre pokes out her tongue at him, but what irked him was even if Siri answered politely he was sure she meant; stop wasting your breath.

"I meant what I said, down the stairs, black eye or public humiliation." Weston pipes in as he walked by Caine's side.

"Why are you threatening me dude! It's not like I'm making moves on her." He whines half-heartedly.

Weston smiles at him, "You got me on this one but don't mess with her." He says.

"I get it... Is she joining the Agency?" Caine asks.

"I don't know. Mom said it's her own choice, if she wishes to join then Mom would let her."

Then Caine looks over to Dre and Siri, Dre seems happy, like she found... found Sissy.
 

Life was just out of a strict schedule for him.

Boring, bland and whole lot of black and white.

Things were right or wrong.

Routine was set and schedule was tight.

He couldn't help but envy a five year-old child. His sister had it easy, she couldn't be anywhere more happier than the Academy. And he was happy about it but also annoyed. 

Just as things were going as usually tasteless, things spiced up.

Now it wasn't just the wrong and right in the darkness of black or in the brightness of white. 

It was about the adventures in new found flavor in his routines.

It was about the easily mingled in but awkwardness of hers.

It was about his life in Scarlett.

"You make me a, you make me a believer....believer," Hans Jackson mumbled as he made his way through the forest in search of his small cottage, the beats on his head blasting away as he walked.

Hans wasn't your average guy, which was easily recognizable if you were around him when he had his headphones on. He was a guy who was beyond intelligent, insanely confident, and unmatched in everything from hand to hand to weapons combat. However there was a catch.....he was only like this when he listened to music!!

Everyday he would get challenges from people who wanted to fight him, a never ending list of fighters who aimed to beat him. However not one of them was good enough to make him lift both of his hands, always beating them with headphones and a single fist. It had gotten to the point where he was the uncontested fighter in his whole highschool. As a starting Freshman at the age of 13, this was actually quite the achievement, and it was because of this that everyone knew his secret....that he couldn't be beaten when he had the headphones on. 

"Third things third, send a prayer to the ones up above," Hans said as he stepped over a fallen log, singing along to one of his favorite songs (Believer- Imagine Dragons). "All the hate that you heard has turned a spirit to a do....what the hell?"

He stopped and took off his headphones, and began glancing around. He had been positive that he had heard something that was definitely NOT part of the song. 

After a quick glance of his surroundings and seeing nothing, he placed the beats around his neck and took out his Mp3 player, one that was connected via bluetooth. He scrolled through the list before stopping over "Light It Up" by Neffex.

Pressing the play button, Hans was just about to put his beats back on when a voice rang through his head. "You have been chosen, you will be sent to the world with two random bloodlines, go and change history."

"Whose there?" Hans asked, slipping his headphones over his ears, his sense heightening after hearing the music. "Show yourself!!" 
 
At first glance, nothing seemed to be off, just a heavy breeze making the trees dance in the wind. However after hearing that voice, Hans had felt a slight shift in the scenery that he just couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He felt his senses on high alert, a feeling he usually got when he was in danger. It didnt really happen often but the feeling was similar to when he would come close to being ambushed by gangs who were mad about getting beaten by him. It was like an area of sort would open up around him and he could sense what was happening in all directions.

"Shit" He said as he dove to the side, dodging three objects that had been thrown his way. Using the momentum from his dive, he rolled into a crouching postion and searched to see where the object had came from.

He didn't really have to search because the moment he had rolled into a crouch, three figure jumped down from the trees. Each one had a sharp blade (he remebered that it was called a kunai) in their hands, and had a Kirin mask covering their faces.

"What the hell guys?" Hans exclaimed as he stood up from his crouch and dusted off his pants. The song had just ended and there was a ten second interval between the choosing of the next one, so all he had to do was stall for that long. "Are you trying to get me killed?"

"Who are you? What land did you come from?" The guy in the middle asked, raising his kunai. "Answer the question or die!"


"Hans Jackson," Hans answered as 'Till I Collapse' started playing. "Thirteen years old, hailing from the land of pain......wanna pay it a visit?" He took a fighting stance, a confident expression on his face, throwing down his backpack.

He was all set and ready to give them his full attention when something hit him in the back of the neck. It was like a sting, akin to a needle, it was almost nothing. However withing moments of feeling the sting, Hans began to feel drowsy, his eyelids grew rather heavy.

The last thing he saw before passing out was a head of fluffy white hair.

//Hey guys, this is my prologue.....praise me and I'll push out another chapter today.....if not then Im off to type up other things

Hans Jackson had a secret, a poorly kept secret that everyone knew about.....so it technically wasnt a secret. He would become basically unbeatable in both hand to hand and weapon combat the moment he put on his music.

It wasn't logical but he always had a connection to music, a connection that gave him a boost to his reflexes, speed, power, and technique.

Hans was walking home one day when he heard a voice, a noise in the back of his head that told him he had been chosen. Though what he had been chosen for, the voice didnt say. The only thing he did know was that he was suddenly being attacked by multiple enemies, captured, and interrogated.

Using his skills and intelligence, Hans will have to fight his way through multiple enemies and find out why he was summoned to the Naruto universe. And maybe listen to some good tunes along the way

"You make me a, you make me a believer....believer," Hans Jackson mumbled as he made his way through the forest in search of his small cottage, the beats on his head blasting away as he walked.

Hans wasn't your average guy, which was easily recognizable if you were around him when he had his headphones on. He was a guy who was beyond intelligent, insanely confident, and unmatched in everything from hand to hand to weapons combat. However there was a catch.....he was only like this when he listened to music!!

Everyday he would get challenges from people who wanted to fight him, a never ending list of fighters who aimed to beat him. However not one of them was good enough to make him lift both of his hands, always beating them with headphones and a single fist. It had gotten to the point where he was the uncontested fighter in his whole highschool. 

As a starting Freshman at the age of 13, this was actually quite the achievement, and it was because of this that everyone knew his secret....that he couldn't be beaten when he had the headphones on.

"Third things third, send a prayer to the ones up above," Hans said as he stepped over a fallen log, singing along to one of his favorite songs (Believer- Imagine Dragons). "All the hate that you heard has turned a spirit to a do....what the hell?"

He stopped and took off his headphones, and began glancing around. He had been positive that he had heard something that was definitely NOT part of the song.

After a quick glance of his surroundings and seeing nothing, he placed the beats around his neck and took out his Mp3 player, one that was connected via bluetooth. He scrolled through the list before stopping over "Light It Up" by Neffex.

Pressing the play button, Hans was just about to put his beats back on when a voice rang through his head. "You have been chosen, you will be sent to the world with two random bloodlines, go and change history."

"Whose there?" Hans asked, slipping his headphones over his ears, his sense heightening after hearing the music. "Show yourself!!"

At first glance, nothing seemed to be off, just a heavy breeze making the trees dance in the wind. However after hearing that voice, Hans had felt a slight shift in the scenery that he just couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He felt his senses on high alert, a feeling he usually got when he was in danger. It didnt really happen often but the feeling was similar to when he would come close to being ambushed by gangs who were mad about getting beaten by him. It was like an area of sort would open up around him and he could sense what was happening in all directions.

"Shit" He said as he dove to the side, dodging three objects that had been thrown his way. Using the momentum from his dive, he rolled into a crouching postion and searched to see where the object had came from.

He didn't really have to search because the moment he had rolled into a crouch, three figure jumped down from the trees. Each one had a sharp blade (he remebered that it was called a kunai) in their hands, and had a Kirin mask covering their faces.

"What the hell guys?" Hans exclaimed as he stood up from his crouch and dusted off his pants. The song had just ended and there was a ten second interval between the choosing of the next one, so all he had to do was stall for that long. "Are you trying to get me killed?"

"Who are you? What land did you come from?" The guy in the middle asked, raising his kunai. "Answer the question or die!"

"Hans Jackson," Hans answered as 'Till I Collapse' started playing. "Thirteen years old, hailing from the land of pain...wanna pay it a visit?" He took a fighting stance, a confident expression on his face, throwing down his backpack.

He was all set and ready to give them his full attention when something hit him in the back of the neck. It was like a sting, akin to a needle, it was almost nothing. However withing moments of feeling the sting, Hans began to feel drowsy, his eyelids grew rather heavy.

The last thing he saw before passing out was a head of fluffy white hair.

Hans Jackson had a secret, a poorly kept secret that everyone knew about.....so it technically wasnt a secret. He would become basically unbeatable in both hand to hand and weapon combat the moment he put on his music.

It wasn't logical but he always had a connection to music, a connection that gave him a boost to his reflexes, speed, power, and technique. 

Hans was walking home one day when he heard a voice, a noise in the back of his head that told him he had been chosen. Though what he had been chosen for, the voice didnt say. The only thing he did know was that he was suddenly being attacked by multiple enemies, captured, and interrogated. 

Using his skills and intelligence, Hans will have to fight his way through multiple enemies and find out why he was summoned to the Naruto universe. And maybe listen to some good tunes along the way.

//This is a harem novel.....you have been warned

UPDATE SCHEDULE IS USUALLY 2 A DAY BUT ON WEEKENDS IT CAN RANGE FROM 3 TO 6

"You make me a, you make me a believer....believer," Hans Jackson mumbled as he made his way through the forest in search of his small cottage, the beats on his head blasting away as he walked.

Hans wasn't your average guy, which was easily recognizable if you were around him when he had his headphones on. He was a guy who was beyond intelligent, insanely confident, and unmatched in everything from hand to hand to weapons combat. However there was a catch.....he was only like this when he listened to music!!

Everyday he would get challenges from people who wanted to fight him, a never ending list of fighters who aimed to beat him. However not one of them was good enough to make him lift both of his hands, always beating them with headphones and a single fist. It had gotten to the point where he was the uncontested fighter in his whole highschool. As a starting Freshman at the age of 13, this was actually quite the achievement, and it was because of this that everyone knew his secret....that he couldn't be beaten when he had the headphones on.

"Third things third, send a prayer to the ones up above," Hans said as he stepped over a fallen log, singing along to one of his favorite songs (Believer- Imagine Dragons). "All the hate that you heard has turned a spirit to a do....what the hell?"

He stopped and took off his headphones, and began glancing around. He had been positive that he had heard something that was definitely NOT part of the song.

After a quick glance of his surroundings and seeing nothing, he placed the beats around his neck and took out his Mp3 player, one that was connected via bluetooth. He scrolled through the list before stopping over "Light It Up" by Neffex.

Pressing the play button, Hans was just about to put his beats back on when a voice rang through his head. "You have been chosen, you will be sent to the world with two random bloodlines, go and change history."

"Whose there?" Hans asked, slipping his headphones over his ears, his sense heightening after hearing the music. "Show yourself!!"

At first glance, nothing seemed to be off, just a heavy breeze making the trees dance in the wind. However after hearing that voice, Hans had felt a slight shift in the scenery that he just couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He felt his senses on high alert, a feeling he usually got when he was in danger. It didnt really happen often but the feeling was similar to when he would come close to being ambushed by gangs who were mad about getting beaten by him. It was like an area of sort would open up around him and he could sense what was happening in all directions.

"Shit" He said as he dove to the side, dodging three objects that had been thrown his way. Using the momentum from his dive, he rolled into a crouching postion and searched to see where the object had came from.

He didn't really have to search because the moment he had rolled into a crouch, three figure jumped down from the trees. Each one had a sharp blade (he remebered that it was called a kunai) in their hands, and had a Kirin mask covering their faces.

"What the hell guys?" Hans exclaimed as he stood up from his crouch and dusted off his pants. The song had just ended and there was a ten second interval between the choosing of the next one, so all he had to do was stall for that long. "Are you trying to get me killed?"

"Who are you? What land did you come from?" The guy in the middle asked, raising his kunai. "Answer the question or die!"

"Hans Jackson," Hans answered as 'Till I Collapse' started playing. "Thirteen years old, hailing from the land of pain...wanna pay it a visit?" He took a fighting stance, a confident expression on his face, throwing down his backpack.

He was all set and ready to give them his full attention when something hit him in the back of the neck. It was like a sting, akin to a needle, it was almost nothing. However withing moments of feeling the sting, Hans began to feel drowsy, his eyelids grew rather heavy.

The last thing he saw before passing out was a head of fluffy white hair.

//Hey guys, this is my prologue.....praise me and I'll push out another chapter today.....if not then Im off to type up other things

Hans Jackson had a secret, a poorly kept secret that everyone knew about.....so it technically wasnt a secret. He would become basically unbeatable in both hand to hand and weapon combat the moment he put on his music. 

It wasn't logical but he always had a connection to music, a connection that gave him a boost to his reflexes, speed, power, and technique. 

Hans was walking home one day when he heard a voice, a noise in the back of his head that told him he had been chosen. Though what he had been chosen for, the voice didnt say. The only thing he did know was that he was suddenly being attacked by multiple enemies, captured, and interrogated. 

Using his skills and intelligence, Hans will have to fight his way through multiple enemies and find out why he was summoned to the Naruto universe. And maybe listen to some good tunes along the way

      Where am I? Kenji thought to himself in a completely black room with nothing but feint whiles from afar, Kenji followed the noise as far as he could just to see the a massive cage with heavily reinforced metal all around. Kenji started to get scared then the whistling stopped Kenji screamed "Who's there!" A shadow emerged from behind the cage it was taking the shape of some kind of monster then Kenji heard "GET UP DON'T MAKE ME LATE AGAIN"
     Kenji's eyes shot open "It was just a dream" he said to himself. Asashi his older brother was always seen as the perfect one he had perfect everything and Kenji got pissed sometimes when Asashi got all the attention. Kenji Itsuki was a 14 year old boy with exceptional athletic ability and strength but was lacking the intelligence that Asashi had. Kenji also has the most exotic hair of all time, not the hair style but the color he has this blood red hair that makes him stand out a lot(his whole family has black hair). Today was Kenji's examination day for this new school that his brother has been going to for 3 years and he didn't really know anything about the school but that changed today.
     Kenji jumped out of bed kissed his fingers then put his fingers on Atsuro, the family katana and the only thing Kenji's mother left behind. Kenji grabbed his headphones and started running out the door when Asashi yelled "Bring the sword!" from outside, Kenji had the most confusing look on his face as he turned and grabbed the katana.
     Once Kenji's headphones were in he put on some low fi beats because he was still really tired, Asashi was weirdly quiet and Kenji was already feeling anxious about the testing because in 8th grade he had the schools lowest score on the final test. The bus rolled up to the school and he was instantly surprised as to how far away the school was from any other building it was massive the school was like a palace. Kenji thought to himself, how did I not know about this?

Kazumi a 14 year old boy is about to go a new school that his brother has been going to but everything is about to change

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