De eerste 200 regels.
Empty your mind.
No distraction. No emotion.
Only calm and clarity.
Yes, Father.
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 disciplines.
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.
I'll give you anything for the antidote
Please, I'll give you anything
Please
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 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.
One day, one of you will become the new Soke,
head of this dojo.
I will share everything I know.
To achieve Fudoshin, unmovable mind.
- Masazuka. - Yes!
He is like the tiger.
Powerful, balanced, decisive
- Learn from Masazuka! - Yes.
- Casey! - Yes!
He came to us as an orphan
Like the gentle wind,
building strength through training and dedication
Learn from Casey!
But neither is complete until he masters the virtues of the other
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 boast, 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.
What do you want?
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!
He is your brother in this dojo
If anything happens, there will be consequences
Do you understand?
- Casey! - Yes!
- Masazuka! - Yes.
Masazuka!
You have broken the code of this school
You used the real sword
and tried to kill him in anger
You are expelled from this school!
You must leave this house at once!
Sensei.
You have disgraced this respectable dojo
Sensei.
You are not welcome here anymore
All I've known this place from birth
I have lived my life to aspire to become a Soke
What am I supposed to do?
From now on
you have to find a way of your own
Leave and never come back!
Sensei!
Sensei!
New York City, Some time later
Temple Industries Plant
Welcome... brothers.
Tonight, we come together...
for another initiation ceremony,
as our ranks and power continue to grow.
Throughout time society...
has searched for guides from select groups of people.
Leaders, we call them.
Men of vision and action.
Do you willingly accept the bond?
Vladivostok, Russia
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.
A theater?
In the theater of life we are all actors
Sign this
and we will have the greatest stage of all.
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.
Temple Industries Headquarters, New York
- 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.
Then you must choose me.
You were expelled from this place.
You sent me on a journey and I discovered my own way
That's why
I am the only worthy guardian
of the Yoroi Bitsu.
You're just a common assassin.
The Yoroi Bitsu will never be yours.
You will regret it, Sensei
To all of you,
You'll regret it.
It is the hope of our future.
We must protect it.
Masazuka will be back for it.
To destroy our ways
The Yoroi Bitsu must be taken
to the other side of the world.
To be guarded. Hidden from sight.
There is a man, a scholar, the only person I trust,
to keep it's power from falling into
the hands of Masazuka.
Relecea Bowman 327 W. Neagara Street, New York City, New York, 10021
Sensei.
Do you know why I chose you to go?
Because I will guard it with my life
Hello father,
we're here with the professor
Yes, and the Yoroi Bitsu is safe
Namiko,
Just remember, if anything happens
I want you to know
you're my dearest daughter.
Tokyo, Japan
Triborough University
You see, the Dean is a close personal friend.
Considering the safety we need,
I thought it wise to store it in the university vault.
This way.
So tell me, Casey,
How does a young man like yourself...
- end up in a Japanese Dojo? - You mean a white guy?
Well you don't exactly fit the demographic profile.
Well, okay.
My father was a marine.
He was stationed in Okinawa,
so me and my mother, moved there with him.
But they didn't get along to well.
She ended up leaving.
The problem was...
- She didn't take me with her. - Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
You see, my dad, uh...
He was a drunk.
I guess she couldn't take it any more,
He finally drank himself of the end of a cliff in a car, when I was twelve..
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