rise of a puppet master (takeover)

Jason got home from his usual jogging round when he came home to a silent house. "hello?" he shouted out. his mother told him that they were in the kitchen and as soon as he stepped in, his parents were incredibly sad. he asked them what was wrong, and they told him that the tenkage was sick. he may not even make it. the shock level was intergalactic. he screamed at my parents to take him to the tenkage because, frankly, he didn't believe them. reluctantly, they did. what he saw was morbid and terrifying. a man was, for a lack of a better term, looking like a zombie. his body started to shake, and he closed my eyes, refusing tears to come out.  he walked up to him with shaking legs, and with a shaky outstretched arm, touched his chest very lightly to feel his heartbeat. the cloth of the blanket felt warm to the touch, most likely of the intense heat radiating from the body. Jason started to shed tears at the sight. this man, who was one of the strongest shinobi in the village, was very sick. he may not even make it. with tears flowing down Jason's cheeks, went out with his parents and... wait. did the other tenkage, xyxer just leave the village? oh my god... what if.. what if we get invaded? i had to do something, thought Jason. Jason yelled at his parents to let him go and to do so with no objections. he had to do something. something that will make this village to be safe. he felt that this was his destiny. he had to do this. he reluctantly let go of his parents hands and ran back to the tenkage building.

as he ran in to the tenkage chambers, he ran past the guards, somehow. he's not even sure himself how he did that. sloppy work, maybe. he doesn't know. this was destiny, and he knew it. finally, after about an hour or two... he finally stood in front of the golden gates. the gates of everything and power stood in front of him: the tenkage's office. with a shaky left hand he stretched it out towards the door handle and, what he presumed to try, open the door. to say that he was surprised is an understatement. he was mortified that the tenkage didn't lock the door to his office. his room of power that makes him rule the entire city of people. what goes on in the city is decided in here, by the tenkage. he knew that i had to do this. he opened the door and walked in and closed the door silently. he turned around and locked it. he started to hyperventilate almost. he was inside the tenkage's chamber. his office. this is it, he thought to himself. he walked over to the window and looked out. he could see far and wide, as far as his eyes could see. he pushed his glasses up and headed to the tenkage's desk and walked around it. he touched the wooden desk that felt, how should he put this, not glossy but it's for a word that resembles a good touch without stating that it's good to the touch. anyways... he headed for the chair and sat down. the seat was somewhat comfortable and as he saw that it was a swivel chair, he happily spun around in it. he thought to himself if he was the tenkage, what would the first thing he'd do? he sat there and thought. thought long and hard while his parents where probably looking for his. oh well, whatever. he's in the tenkage's office. he just sat here and soaked it in.

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