"Do you think she's really gone?" Omega whispered, his voice barely audible over the roar of the sea.
Alpha shook his head fiercely. "i don't know! She said, she would meet up with us . But it's been four are five days already, maybe Mom is looking for us " He said But even as he spoke, doubt gnawed at him.
Suddenly, five figures jumped onto the boat, approaching them with stealthy grace.
"Who are you people?" Alpha demanded, instinctively moving into a defensive stance.
One of the figures stepped forward and removed her mask, revealing a familiar face. The boys were taken aback—she looked strikingly like their mother.
Before she could speak, Omega rushed forward, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Mom! It's you! We thought you had died! I am so happy you're here!"
"Omega! Get away from her quick! She is not our mother!" Alpha shouted, anger and protectiveness surging within him. He stood firm, ready to defend his brother.
After Omega heard his brothers cry he jumped back taking a defensive stance as well.
"Wait, we are not here to fight. "We are looking for my twin sister; her name is Isabella Scott, My name is Tatiana Scott. My sister contacted me five days ago, for help and I haven't heard from her since." the woman said, her voice steady.
Alpha and Omega exchanged bewildered glances, their hearts racing. "Isabella? Did you just say Isabella is your sister?" Alpha echoed, his voice trembling. "But that's our mother's name!"
Tatiana's expression softened, and tears welled in her eyes. "If that is the case, that would make me your aunt. Where is your mother?" she asked, her voice breaking.
With tears pooling in his eyes, Alpha spoke, "She is dead. She sacrificed herself to save us."
Tatiana's face twisted with grief and anger. "No! She cannot be gone! Not like this!"
"My Lady Tatiana, we cannot stay here any longer. We need to go," one of the cloaked figures urged.
"You're right!" Tatiana said, her voice gaining strength. "We must take my nephews to the Scott Family Ninja Island. They must train to avenge their mother."
As they sailed away from the cliff, Alpha and Omega's hearts were heavy with sorrow, but a flicker of hope ignited within them—perhaps their mother's death wouldn't be in vain.
The boat glided through the waves, and soon they reached the Scott Family Ninja Island. The island was a hidden paradise, lush and vibrant, with tall trees swaying gently in the breeze. Upon their arrival, the boys were greeted by their grandfather, Cloud-Strike Scott, the leader of the ninja clan.
Cloud-Strike's piercing blue eyes held centuries of wisdom and sorrow, a testament to the battles he had fought. Upon learning of Isabella's fate and what his grandsons had endured, his face twisted with rage. "Damn you, Dan-Porter! I only allowed you to marry my daughter because she was in love with you. Yet you had the audacity to kill her. You will pay for what you've done! Your life will end by my hands!" he vowed, his voice shaking with anger.
"Tatiana, how long will it take for you to train these boys?" Cloud-Strike asked, his expression stern.
Tatiana stepped forward, resolute. "Father, with all due respect, these boys are only ten. I believe they need to go to school first and get an education before I train them."
Cloud-Strike stroked his beard thoughtfully. "Tell me, dearest Tatiana, how long will that take?"
"About eight years. After that, I will begin their training," she replied, a look of pride crossing her face.
"Then it is settled. They will go to school for the next eight years, and after that, they will return here to receive ninja training," Cloud-Strike announced enthusiastically, his eyes glinting with hope for the future.
As the brothers began their new life on the island, they found solace in the teachings of their grandfather and the love of their aunt. Each day was filled with lessons—math, science, history, and the ancient arts of the ninja. They read books under the shade of trees, explored the island's hidden caves, and learned to harness their emotions, channeling their grief into strength.
Yet, deep within their hearts, the fire of vengeance burned brightly. They trained relentlessly, honing their skills in secret, perfecting their movements under the watchful eyes of their family. Alpha, with his fierce determination, and Omega, with his agility and speed, became inseparable partners in their quest for justice.
As the years passed, their bond only strengthened. They shared laughter, dreams, and secrets, always remembering their mother's sacrifice. The memory of Isabella guided them, a beacon of hope in the darkest of times.
Their days were filled with rigorous training and studying, and their nights were spent dreaming of the day they would confront their father, Dan-Porter. They envisioned the moment when they would stand before him, no longer the frightened boys who had fled from the cliff but warriors ready to claim their destiny.
One fateful evening, as they sat by the fire, gazing at the stars, Alpha turned to Omega. "Do you think we'll be ready when the time comes?"
Omega nodded, his eyes shining with determination. "We will be ready. We have to be."
Their grandfather, Cloud-Strike, joined them, a knowing smile on his face. "You both have grown into fine young men. Your training will soon begin, and I have no doubt you will surpass my expectations."
Alpha and Omega exchanged excited glances, their hearts racing at the thought of finally training as ninjas. "What will our training entail?" Omega asked, curiosity brimming in his voice. Cloud-Strike leaned forward, his expression serious. "You will learn the ancient arts, physical combat, strategy, and the importance of honor. But above all, you will learn to control your emotions and channel them into strength."
As the fire crackled, the boys felt the weight of their mother's legacy resting on their shoulders. They understood that their training would not only be a means of revenge but a journey of self-discovery