Ninja

Empty your mind.

No distraction.

No emotion.

Only calm and clarity.

The Yoroi Bitsu.

Our most sacred chest.

The only remaining object

of the last Koga Ninja.

It is the only final

resting place for the

weapons of ninja warriors

through the ages.

The powers they

hold are legendary.

Each piece with it's own story,

handed down from

generation to generation...

for a thousand years.

They were created for

one purpose only.

Sudden and violent death.

With these weapons,

the ninja became...

much more than

a mere warrior.

He become the most supreme

of the lethal dissilience

and used them for profit

and wars.

It became an art as

pure, as it was ruthless.

Over the years...

the Ninja forged,

the deadliest poisons,

with only one antidote...

they held the power of life,

and death.

Tradition says...

that the Shinobu Katana Sword

has the power to take life.

But in the hands of

a true Koga ninja.

He has the power

to restore a life's spirit.

The Yoroi Bitsu, and and it's secrets

were pushed from the battlefield,

into the imagination

but hidden from sight...

safe in this ancient school,

A single Yoroi Bitsu survived

and the secret of

the ninja lived on...

transforming the

disciplines of death...

into Budo... a martial

art of enlightenment.

- Masazuka.

- Yes!

- Casey!

- Yes!

Casey-san. Water?

Thanks, Kiko.

You are always working so late

more than anyone else.

I guess I'm not so

good at sitting still.

And not so good

at bo arts, neither.

Well your father seems

to think I have potential.

So does someone else.

You know, we don't have

time for such things in the Dojo.

No. We don't.

I better get back.

It must have been

very painful, for you.

- It was in the past.

- The past...

Defines a man...

Tradition, heritage...

Your parents.

What's your point?

We have traditions.

What do you have?

A letter and a

photo from a mother,

who abandoned

her only child.

a memory of a drunk father,

who killed himself.

Masazuka!

- Casey!

- Yes!

- Masazuka!

- Yes.

Masazuka!

Sensei.

Sensei.

Sensei!

Sensei!

Welcome... brothers.

Tonight, we come together...

for another initiation ceremony.

As our ranks and power

continue to grow.

Throughout time society...

has searched for guidance

from select groups of people.

Leaders, we call them.

Men of vision and action.

Do you willingly

accept the bond?

This historic agreement, lays

a foundation for a pipeline

that will reach all the

way to the Bering Strait.

Experts who believe,

that the merger of these

two Russian companies

will create sufficient capital

to win the bid

for the project.

Mr Klimitov will make a statement,

once the contract has been signed.

Please. Whatever you want

I'll give it.

Ladies and gentlemen of the press,

thank you for your patience.

In a few minutes will get a

statement from, Mr Klimitov.

Thank you.

- Tell me some good news.

- Keep watching.

Mr. Klimitov should be exiting

the theatre any moment now.

We should have a

statement, for you shortly.

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

Something...

He's bleeding, what appears

to be from his neck.

Chaos. There's total

chaos here at Vladivostok.

Yuri Klimitov,

a Russian oil mogul,

appears to be injured.

As promised, no more merger.

- Cheers, gentlemen.

- Yes, cheers!

Greetings friends and honoured

guests from abroad.

It is a day... we recognise

by displaying a highest honour,

a sacred treasure...

of our ninja ancestry...

The Yoroi Bitsu.

After 30 years as Soke,

I must now, name a successor.

The Yoroi Bitsu must be taken

to the other side of the world.

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