Snake

Green flourished grass swayed in the wind, trees tall and vibrant reached the ever blue sky, filled with the white formations of vapor, or, as they are known to be called, clouds. One man pushed his way through the green blades, wearing his purple-blue cloak that reached passed his ankles, shielding his wooden sandals, and various other items purposely hidden beneath his cloak. The man's hands were obscured by wraps of the same color, and his bald head protected from the sun by a straw hat. This man, Koga Higure, was a monk, or so one would be lead to assume by his attire, they, however, would assume incorrectly. This man was no monk, and one would come to know as such if ever they were to spy the sack of Kunai at his waist, tied to his black garb, hidden underneath his blue cloak. Had one been watching him, following his path, one would know that his path ceased at the entrance of Konohagakure-the Village Hidden in the Leaves. Koga, however, had ceased. He squinted his eyes, looking first to his right, then to his left, finding no signs of stalkers or enemy scouts. Funny, I could have sworn I heard something. The Ninja thought. He took a single step forward, hearing a sudden rustle of leaves behind him. "Wha-kkgh!" Koga gargled, having turned around only for a sudden and unexpected kunai to pierce his throat.

A man with pale skin and white-blue hair watched, breathing a silent sigh, relieved as the man fell dead. Focusing, he leapt to the tree in front of him, and onward, pushing himself as fast as he could. I need to get back to the Leaf as soon as I can. Please Lord Seventh, be there. War is coming.

(A/N): This is just a oneshot, I was bored so I decided to post this. Hope you enjoyed it.