The Ultimate Host

As the Immortal Ninja entered the pantry, Cross was nowhere to be found. However, she found a blood trail. She began following. What she didn't know was that it was a trap created by Cross. Cross camouflaged as he hanged from the ceiling like a bat. He could easily snap the Immortal NInja's neck like a twig. As he was about to descend from the ceiling he began staring at The Immortal Ninja. She was very cute and attractive. She had a very pretty face. She was the gothic type. Most of her body was covered in tattoos. She had a nose ring, an eyebrow ring, a lip ring, a navel ring, earrings, and a tongue ring. She had purple high lights on her face. She obviously enjoyed other things than being a bloodthirsty killing ninja. Cross descended from the ceiling, slowly creeping behind her, toying with her. He was well camouflaged. So was his scent. He wore very expensive Malar cologne. The Immortal Ninja had a feeling someone was behind her. She was only 19. She had much training to do left to be an excellent ninja. Cross decided to show his face. He felt bad because she had no idea he was behind her. Look I don't-" As the ninja saw that Cross behind her, she round housed Cross in his chin. That kick was very powerful." said Cross.