Naruto Alternate Ending

I nodded, turning it over and reading the cover. It was in runes. I flipped it open and parsed the pages. It was all in runes.

Gall stumbled forward, swept up his Mordblade and raced to intercept the Shatain. His heartbeat throbbed in his ears, nearly drowning out the shrill and agonized screams of the Mordblade’s Daemon in his mind. But he ignored this, the growing tingling in his sword arm, and a trail of sparks dripping from his weapon.

Touya cracked his whip against the ground, ignoring Amanojaku. The small youkai scowled at the obvious form of disrespect.

“You don’t understand, Hitler is coming here, and I need to tell the others.” She gushingly reveals dashing promptly across the street, darting into a hallway as the searching spotlight narrowly misses her.

Nami nodded and shifted from her red cheongsam. It was meant for maternity as it hung more loosely on the body while opening outwards at the bottom. The Lady Hibari liked to wear the traditional clothes of her country as it made her feel more at home that way.

Yuki slowly opens her eyes letting a single ray of light pass through the darkness. In that light she sees a gallant young man kneeling over her holding a katana in his other hand. The young man was uncomfortable close to her. If she was not shaking from fear, Yuki would have thought of him handsome. His hair flows green down the back of his ears, complementing a thick green scarf around his neck.

While waiting, he wandered into an empty train and fell asleep, only to be awaken with the train in motion, hurtling him far away from home. Ending more than 1,500 miles away in Kolkata - a bizarre, hysterical city, whose dialect he didn't talk - Saroo is lost in an apparently miserable circumstance. Narrowly avoiding being kidnapped, and with no paper trail or family name, he ended up in a local orphanage, from where he was eventually adopted by a couple in Australia, starting a new life on another continent. Paradoxically suggests that Saroo managed to go two decades without thinking much about his mother, only to become obsessed with finding her at just the moment the technology made that possible. When college friends suggested using the

Yuya’s eyes stared down at the floor, feeling utterly defeated. His fist clenched in anger and disappointment, as he heard Monokuma declare him guilty. He was ashamed of himself for stooping so low and actually killing one of his classmates. Yuya looked back up, a soft smile clearly being shown on his face. The corner of his eyes began to tear up as he whispered out, “I’m sorry everyone...” He could feel his legs shaking, as his cries grew louder, and he was scared of what was to come next.

Tsukiyomi snarled in defiance as she was shoved into an elven cell by a young guard with cold grey eyes and a blank but equally icy expression.

His keys fell. Ritsu stepped back cautiously, rubbing his eyes to make sure it wasn't his sleep-deprived imagination playing tricks on him. It wasn't.

“How long do we have until Ushijima remembers?” Oikawa pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Why not? I killed myself and that guy in the pizzeria and that other dude whose name I don’t remember. And I almost killed eighty-six. Plus I also threw that old ladies off a bridge. That deserves smiting. Can you smite the dead? Huh. Extermination. Yeah, it deserves extermination”

This had to be a dream, there was no other logical explanation. Your hands shifted closer to the glossy puzzle pieces that littered the Matsuno table, just fifteen more pieces! Just fifteen more pieces, and then you will have successfully finished a 600 piece puzzle without a single interruption from Jyushimatsu.

It was a dark and storming night and Neisha was walking home when she hears her name being called she looked around the voices stop she walks again then she gets a feeling that she being watch so she jogs. Neisha falls she hurt her knee she gets up and hear her name being called she gets a thought that she should hide so Neisha goes into a in banned wearhouse. She shut the door and walks around when she looking around she hears the door open and shut and she see this saw so Neisha grabs the saw and finds a hiding spot she finds a spot by the stairs she goings in there and tries to be quit.

Pretending shock at the concept of Karmen's accusation, Duane lifted the palm that had struck her butt, and shook his head in mock disappointment. "No need for a weapon, what do you think God granted me this for? If you don't cease being cheeky, and attempting to incite jealousy by your incessant talk about Mr Sheriff Karl, I'll be required to demonstrate just what punishment it's capable of."" He deliberately avoided any further mention of the man's uniform, and hoped Karmen wouldn't pick up on it, or simply assume she'd won that particular point. The thief had plans for the spare he'd located in the hallway closet, and didn't want to chance spoiling any surprises. Soon, that worry was forgotten, as his thoughts became occupied by her reaction to his honest talk.