In an unknown part of the arctic region of Earth a clan gathers to train. Their training garb is woven material in the colors of black and blue with a mask of the same color so that their face is not revealed. The clan was formed and based on the principle that everyone; not matter their flaws, lack of skills, and experience would be treated the same. They would all be hardened into assassins through grueling training exercises and discipline so that one day they would carry out their ultimate plan.

The students seemed not much older then twenty but they had the knowledge of many old and wise. Their grandmaster would have nothing else but the most cunning of boys in his training sessions. There were others; who chose not to follow the grandmaster in his ways. Those boys would find themselves either fending for them selves, mocked and ridiculed, or else kicked out of the clan to be alone and helpless. Anyone who would try and help the out casts were warned that they to would risk being expelled to the cold wilderness that would freeze you inside out.
During one of the training sessions one of the young boys poked his clan mate next to him and whispered, “look Hin, the old boot is reading a book that has no words?” The boy named Hin chuckled and whispered back,
“Kijo, I don’t want any trouble today. My knuckled still hurt from last time we got caught talking to...” Before Hin could finish his sentence the grand master belted out,
“Hin! Why do you disrupt my class? Does this training not suit your superior skills? Are you to important for this? Is this clan no longer your family?”
Hin responded, “No, sir. That is not it. I was just explaining to Kijo what our future should...”
“Our future Hin? Do you take me for a fool. I will not tolerate this kind of behavior. Now, in front of the class please recite your Lin Kuei capture code twenty times!”
Hin thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and began to recite; “My classification name is Smoke, my classification number is 721065, I no nothing else nor will you extract any more information from me. My classification name is Smoke, my classification number 721065...” Hin’s mind raced as he tried his hardest to remember the capture code word for word. He knew if he did not, he may not eat dinner for a fortnight.
“Enough! There you have it class, if you are ever weak enough to be captured then do as Hin just did, recite your capture code until you are let go or killed. If you must kill another human, remember to wish his soul a safe travel no matter his cause. We may be hardened assassins, but the Heavens watch over everybody! Class dismissed.”
Hin wasted no time leaving the training arena as he walked very fast passed the rest of his class mates who smirked at his embarrassment. Kijo walked extra fast to catch up to his pal, “Well that was entertaining! Hope I never have to say my capture code. I mean, what would I say anyhow? My classification name is Sub-Zero the 3rd? Am I the 2nd now that Hijan is gone?” Kijo laughed hysterically as he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eyes at Hin getting a small short-lived laugh out of it as well.
Meanwhile, the grandmaster entered the clans meeting chamber where other elders sat in council. “Ahhh yes. We were waiting for your arrival Minshin. Please, pleasure us with the update on your class boys.” The elder who spoke wore orange where the others wore blue.
The grandmaster spoke, “Ambassador Rijin’quan? I didn’t know they let filth sit among the magnificent. I am sure your clan feels saddened they are one body short tonight. Especially since it is yours. Of course council men, I am being sarcastic.” A roar of laughter filled the meeting chamber. “Tell me ambassador, when your are in these parts does your brightly colored cloth keep your hidden from the polar bears? Because I can save you the time and show your out back.” Again the chamber filled with laughter. “What say you elders, shall we celebrate?” The room fell silent as the elders looked on in question as to what he was wishing to celebrate, “I mean it’s not everyday we get to send an orange ninja boys head home on a spear!”
As the cheers pounded through the chamber the elders and the grandmaster begin to drink. As their attention moved from humiliating the ambassador to the alcohol placed in front of them the ambassador slipped out the door. Knowing he was stepping into hostile territory in which he didn’t belong; he crept from corner to corner and box crate to box crate hoping not to be caught.
Hin and Kijo who were still walking within common grounds walked by one of the box crates the ambassador was hiding behind. He called out to them, “Boys! Boys!”
Hin looked at the box and slipped his mask back on to cover his face.
The ambassador called again, “Boys! Would you be as kind to tell me where the training arena is?”
Kijo begin to answer his question, “Sure it is actually....”
Hin abruptly cut him off, “Quiet Sub-Zero. I knew I smelled something foul. Look at his colors. What is your name elder?”
“My name? My name is not important. Please, be so kind and tell me where the training arena is.” The ambassadors voice begin to become rough and disgruntled “Actually, guards!” Hin yelled for the gate guards who claim swiftly.
As the gate guards begin to apprehend the trespasser he yelled to the boys a concerning question, “Has he told you about the tournament? Do you know about ultimate plan? You are all going to die. Both of you boys will die trying to complete this great mission of yours. There will be no home for you in the Shi...” Before he could finish the saying the name of his clan one of the guardsmen stabbed him in the back.
The guards laughed and taunted the nearly dead ambassador, “Stupid orange ninja. We do not use that word within these walls.”
Hin and Kijo continued their walk home. Hin proclaimed to Kijo, “You know I’m thinking about changing my training suit color.”
Kijo laughed, “To what orange?”
“No, I think gray would suit my classification name well.”


To Be Continued...

In the next story might we find out why they call the other clan Orange Boys when everyone’s favorite MK character Scorpion wears yellow? Who knows? But I can guarantee you we will follow another story during the same time. Stay tuned?

P.S. I know that they didn't exactly have ninja clan ambassadors but it was one storyline and I went with it. Deal. Oh and I don't have the best grammar skills!