Post by jmalsimmons on Jul 8, 2019 20:35:58 GMT -5
New York's skyline always took on the appearance of a city of beauty and sleepless nights. This day was no exception. Two young females walks the streets with a male around the same age beside them, all wearing similar clothing and the same catatonic stares, focused on where they were headed. One had a black buzz-cut hairstyle while his sisters had varying styles of dreads of the same color.
Carla, Marcus, and Shannon weren't your ordinary triplet of siblings. In fact, they were only half related. This didn't bother either in the slightest as they considered themselves family. However, their occupations suggested that they were shadows who lived only when the moon presents itself, aiding those unable to help themselves.
The ways of the ninja.
Being the oldest, Carla assumed most of the responsibilities for looking after her younger stepbrother and stepsister. Though she was talented in her own right, Carla was only scratching the surface of how precise and deadly she can be. Marcus and Shannon weren't quite on her level but will eventually reach their own ceiling as they progress in their respective training.
"Any idea what they want to speak to us about?" Shannon, the youngest asked, brushing her shoulder length black hair behind her ear.
Carla shrugged her shoulders. "Beats me. All they said was that it was important. We'll know more after training."
All the while, Marcus remained quiet, not saying a single word during their walk. Carla and Shannon weren't strangers to this behavior from him. He and their father were so alike, other than their physical features.
Shannon elbowed her older brother. "What's eating you?"
"Nothing..." Marcus muttered. "Just staying focused."
"Can't always be serious, bro," Carla said as they made it to a rather tall building, one of the largest condo complexes in New York.
Belonging to their parents, Raven and Tatyana, master ninjas of the United Nations.