RC9GN: Time Switched Ninja
By: Miss-DNL
Chapter 1: Chang Cunningham
Norrisville for the past 800 years has been protected by a Ninja. Of course no one in Norrisville knows that who was the Ninja changed every four years. Leaving a new freshmen of Norrisville High to take the role. That time is has come once again. The last Ninja had finally turned in his mask. Leaving the mantel vacant. Ready for another to take up the mask of the Ninja.
In one home of suburban a possible candidate slept, well, was trying to sleep. The constant thumping of a bouncy ball bouncing off his head was making it rather difficult for him to sleep. The soon-to-be high schooler rolled onto his stomach shoving his face into his pillow. Taking a deep breath he thought to himself, if I ignore him long enough maybe he'll let me rest…
"I'm not going away." A voice stated followed by another thump of the ball bouncing off the others head.
Giving in the one who had been trying to sleep groaned and lifted his head up, olive green hair falling at the sides of his face. He gave his portly friend and irate look, "Is there any particular reason you choose to annoy me while I'm trying to sleep?"
His friend held the blasted orange bouncy ball in his hand and seemed to think for a moment. He then simply shrugged, "Your Mom let me in and I was bored, so I figured why not."
The olive haired teen's dark brow eye twitched before he shoved his friend off of his bed. His friend yelled but it was too late, he was already flat on his back. Luckily for him the bed wasn't too far off the ground. The one who had been trying to sleep looked over the side of his bed at his friend, "Remind me again why I am friends with you Plop Plop…"
Plop Plop thought for a moment, "Because I've known you since we were three?"
"I suppose that would give me reason to remain your friend." The once sleeping teen said wistfully as he slung his legs over the side of the bed. He blinked a moment as he realized something, "Wait. Why is it that you are here at such an early hour?"
"Early?" Plop Plop repeated incredulously, "Dude, its past eleven. You slept in this time not me." His friend looked at him in surprise. Getting up Plop Plop snorted looking at his friend knowingly, "You stayed up late practicing your martial arts again didn't you?"
His friend pursed his lips recalling the previous night, "It wasn't just that…"
Plop Plop titled his head not having expected that answer. He knitted his brows trying to figure what had kept his friend up. He tapped his chin thoughtfully as he made his guess, "So you stayed up reading?"
To his surprise his friend shook his head. Plop Plop blinked in disbelief and made another guess, "Uh, movies?"
Another shake of the head. Now Plop Plop had no clue, he thinned his lips in a slight frown and made one last ditch effort to guess correctly, "All of the above?"
Once again his friend shook his head, this time leaving Plop Plop scratching his arm in worry. He frowned and sat on the edge of the bed with his bro, "So what kept you up then?"
"I was…nervous…" His friend answered hesitantly seeming embarrassed to voice the fact.
Plop Plop blinked in disbelief, his friend wasn't one to be nervous over anything. He tilted his head trying to deduce what would have caused him to stay up all night out of simply nervousness. Having no answer he asked for one, "What could you possibly be nervous about? You're the one that takes everything head on, and wins. Usually."
His friend gave him a brief look for the comment but his friend ignored it looking genuinely concerned. The olive haired teen sighed looking up at the plain white ceiling then down at the wood covered floor. He gripped his arms tensely as he answered, "I had gotten myself worked up about us soon to be engaging in…high school…"
For a moment Plop Plop stared at his friend, chocolate brown eyes dancing around the room as if unsure how to react to the reveal. He worked his lips before simply blurting, "Seriously?"
Limply his friend nodded, "Yes." He rubbed his forehead, "I am well aware that it is very much unlike me but…I came upon a couple of realizations."
"Like what?" Plop Plop asked.
"The first being that this will our last attempt to really fit in with the others of our age group." The olive haired teen looked at his friend gauging his reaction, which as expected Plop Plop's mouth was held open in a gasp. Before his friend could accuse him of treason the taller friend held his hand up, "Yes, yes I know and reassure you that I have not forgotten that we are proud of our social "outcast" status, and I am not suggesting we become one of the," He made air quotes around, "in-crowd."
"Oh good I thought you'd lost your wonking mind there for a moment." Plop Plop said with a sigh of relief, his friend chuckled as he whipped his forehead to emphasize this.
"I simply think, that we should attempt to expand our social circle." The other teen explained with a wave of his hand, "Since the days of kindergarten has been just you and I."
"Yeah so?" Plop Plop questioned, furrowing his brows.
"Well…" His friend drawled, trying to think of a suitable way to explain his thought. "Have you not thought it would be nice to have…others to "hang" with us?"
Plop Plop huffed bouncing the ball on the floor, "I don't see your point Chang."
Chang sighed, he hadn't honestly expected his longtime friend to be receptive of the idea. He waved his hand dismissing the subject, "It was merely a thought I had." Chang looked to his friend, "but please. Give it some consideration before banishing it."
The only reply he got was a grunt of acknowledgment. Exhaling through his nose Chang got up from his bed deciding it was time to get dressed. While he was pulling on a pair of pants over his boxers Plop Plop spoke up again, "So…what's the second thing?"
The olive haired teen stalled a moment and quickly pulled on a random shirt. Noting the frantic movement Plop Plop looked up and saw it was one with the ninja symbol causing him to grin. Pointing to him he made a guess, "Your nervous about finally getting a chance to meet the Ninja again aren't you!"
An embarrassed flush crossed Chang's face and he snapped to his friend, "That is most certainly not it!"
"It so is!" Plop Plop retorted with a teasing grin. He covered his mouth trying to contain his urge to bust out laugh, it half worked. He snickered amusedly, "You're probably worried about having a fan boy moment when he first shows up. Am I right?"
"You are most certainly not!" Chang yelled leaving the room in a huff while a teasing Plop Plop followed behind.
A tired voice sighed, "Are you sure you want to continue this…?"
"Of course I'm sure!" A much chipper voice replied before turning to a large floating scroll. On said scroll were the face of teens that'd be attending Norrisville High in a few days' time. He tapped his chin in a thoughtful manner before tilting his head from side to side. Looking back to the first he admits, "Okay so the Ninja's rep hasn't been so good…due to the last Ninja I chose being honking crazy…well turning out honking crazy…"
"Admittedly Mac Antfee had started out promising…" The duller voice replied earnestly with a disappointed sigh.
"We just need a super Bruce good Ninja to straighten things out!" The second exclaimed enthusiastically before turning back to the scroll, "Okay Nomi-Cool show me the best candidates out there!"
Several of the faces on the scroll vanished leaving only three possible candidates. The second person nodded accordingly to the pictures of the three. He perked recognizing the last picture and grinned pointing to him, "Hey I remember him! He was the one that showed up eight years ago at the high school!"
The first lifted his head, peering out from under a cowboy hat to get a look at the candidate. A smile tugged at his previously despondent face, "Yeah that's the one, was just a tike when he showed up and managed to destank a monster." He looked to the enthusiastic man standing in front of the scroll. Noting an unusually sharp look in his sapphire eyes a grin slipped onto the man's mustached face, "You gonna chose him? Can't say I'll argue if you do."
"Good, because he's my choice." The second replied with a chuckle. Looking back to the scroll the Nomicon had eliminated the other two choices leaving only Chang Cunningham remaining. Hands on his hips the second beamed proudly at his chosen candidate, "I have a really good feeling about this one."
"That's the exact same thing you said about Antfee." The one wearing a cowboy hat pointed out monotonously. He snorted when the second in front of the scroll gave him a reprimanding look.
With the roll of his eyes the second speaker corrected himself, "Okay so I have an extra good feeling about this one." The scroll rolled up and the man turned to the one with the mustache and cowboy hat, "Just get the mask and Ninja Nomicon to him today will yah Hank?"
"Sure thing Ninja." The messenger, better known as Hank, but also known as the creep, said with a tip of his hat.
Later in the day Chang had returned home after a rather fun day at the comic book shop and later at the book shop. It had taken Chang a while to get Plop Plop to drop teasing him about his admiration towards the Ninja but eventually he had gotten bored, and distracted by a new issue of his favorite comic book. Never in all of his life had Chang been so happy to see a new comic issue of Rorg. He greeted his mother before heading upstairs to his room. Opening the door he stared at the sight of a man in a cowboy hat standing in the middle of his room!
Both of them stared at each other in shock before Chang spotting his training staff leaning next to the doorway. Spotting this the creeper held his hands out in an attempt at peace, "Now hold on kid…"
"Leave my room immediately!" Chang yelled as he swung the bamboo staff at the intruder forcing him to duck out of the way. He man then jumped out the open window and surprisingly landed on his feet before hopping the fence in the backyard.
"Creep." Chang growled while glaring after the man before turning back around planning on telling his mother about the intruder. This thought was put on hold when he spotted a wooden box sitting on his desk.
Placing his staff up against the wall he walked across the room to the box. To his surprise it had the Ninja of Norrisville's symbol on top of it. That was enough to distract Chang from the fact his room had just gotten broken into. He was about to open it when a worried yell from his mother came from down the hall. Quickly he made up an excuse, "I am fine mother! It had just been a bird that had wandered into my room while I was gone."
That taken care off he shut the door to his room and opened the box. There inside was a somewhat large black and red book with a piece of notebook paper on top. Picking up the piece of paper Chang read it to himself, "The Ninja Nomicon."
Eyes widen in building excitement he put the piece of paper aside and lifted up the Ninja Nomicon. He let out a whisper of awe as the red markings lit up while he held it, the red glow shining on his face. Chang turned the book over in his hands and was about to open it when he glimpsed that there was more inside the box. Putting the book down on the desk, causing the magical book to glow briefly at the action, Chang looked back inside. The next note left him shaking in pure excitement.
"You're the Ninja." He read aloud, and beneath that note was the mask of the Norrisville Ninja.
Without a moment's thought Chang swiped up the mask about to put it on when he spotted the Ninja Nomicon again. He paused, looking down at the mask, "Reading the way of the suit would be prudent of me…" He pondered.
This was immediately followed by Chang pulling the mask onto his face, briefly he wondered where the rest of the suit was. Once the red markings on the masked glowed the olive haired teen got his answer. Black ribbons extended out from the mask itself wrapping around the new ninja's body, but not before a sheer force of energy coming from the mask knocked Chang right off his feet. Once the suit finished constructing itself the red markings on it lit up and the teen's eyes snapped open. With a surge of energy Chang leapt to his feet in a fluid motion.
His heart was racing and he felt ready for action, barely able to contain himself Chang looked at his now gloved hands, "This is amazing! I feel amazing!"
Whether by impulse or not Chang flipped into the air, twirling in midair and landed like a cat square on his feet. Whatever maneuver the new ninja wanted to do the suit seemed to guide his actions allowing him to pull the feats off. Martial arts moves Chang had merely seen once he was now able to accomplish. Panting from the rush the new ninja looked at his hands then to the box and book that were still on his desk.
A realization came to mind. The creep he had attacked with his training staff had delivered this too him. His face went blank and he glanced to the window, only able to say, "Oops."
"Sadly too late to apologize now…" Chang said to himself, by now whoever the man was long gone.
The new ninja looked down at his floor, his dark brown eyes widened. Somehow he had just realized he was standing on the ceiling. Suddenly he found himself falling off the ceiling as whatever force that had been keeping him up was gone now. Thankfully the suit at least helped him brace properly for the impact with the ground. Chang rubbed his head grumbling to himself as he pulled himself up to a sitting position, "That, could have ended much more poorly…"
A red flash from the corner of his eyes caught his attention, turning his head Chang saw the Ninja Nomicon glowing brightly as if beckoning him. Pulling the mask off the black ribbons that had constructed to the suit retreating into it. Chang got to his feet, surprisingly feeling anything from the result of his fall.
"Chang!" His mother yelled making him jump, "What was that sound? Are you okay sweetie!?"
Hearing his mother coming down the hall Chang quickly shoved the mask into a desk drawer. Scooping up the Nomicon putting it in its box he slide it under his bed before sitting on his bed trying to look innocent as possible. Heart pounding Chang grinned, a little more awkwardly than he wanted to, as his mother opened the door appearing concerned. The olive haired teen laughed while rubbing his head, "I am fine mother. I…was being foolish and fell off of my bed."
Worriedly his mother came over and checked her son's head over for any bumps. Chang sat where he was with a faint blush of embarrassment at the worrying. He perked when his mother knelt down to his eye level, "Are you sure you're fine honey?"
Chang gave his mother a reassuring smile, "I am certain of this, and I assure you I shall not fool around on my bed again."
"Good." His mother said, planting a kiss on his forehead causing a warm smile to appear on her son's face. Smiling his mother stroked her son's matching olive hair before standing up, "I'm going to start making dinner. I'll call you when it's ready."
"Okay mother." Chang answered. He watched his mother leave his room and shut the door behind herself. For a short while he sat on his bed listening to his mother's footsteps go down the hall. When he heard her begin to go down the stairs he quickly pulled out the box from underneath his bed. Opening it up Chang extracted the Ninja Nomicon from inside the wooden box. Once again he looked over the cover of the mystical book. Chang had to admit the cover of the book was marvelous as well as very intricate.
Sitting against his bed Chang opened up the Ninja Nomicon. When he did the teen hadn't expected he book's pages let off a supernatural light. A moment after Chang face smacked right onto what he had barely glimpsed. His eyes were left vacant but he was far from gone.
Chang screamed at the top of his lungs as he fell for what seemed like forever. One second he was opening the book the next he was falling! The teen knew he shouldn't have trusted something a strange man had given him. Frantically looking around he saw what looked like symbols most prominent was the Ninja's. He didn't have another chance to glimpse what was around him as he fell face first onto the ground, which he swore appeared out of nowhere. Above him various doodle-like symbols appear expressing his frustration and surprise, several anger marks and exclamation points. Not to mention a few that likely represented swear words.
"Nice face plant." A voice complimented, though rang with amusement.
Chang growled at the teasing tone as he worked his way to his knees, surprisingly the only thing that felt hurt was his pride. He shot a look at who had spoken to him, ready to make a snappy remarked when he saw it was an older man wearing the ninja suit. The design was different than when he wore it but there was no mistaking that it was indeed the ninja suit. He had a very good idea who he was looking at but had to be sure, "Who…are you?"
The masked man had a gleaming twinkle in his eyes sapphire eyes, he tilted his head as if to grin, "Take a guess."
Chang sat cross legged appearing unsure if he wanted to answer. He eyed the ninja in front of him who was no doubt grinning childishly behind his mask. Chang sighed faintly bracing himself for a mental image he had to be ruined. Nervously he rubbed his neck and looked at the man, "Could it be even possible that you are the Ninja the legend speaks of?"
The ninja blinked surprised by his speaking mannerism, "Wow…you're pretty wordy aren't you?"
The teen didn't have a chance to answer when the ninja suddenly cut him off dramatically, "But you guess correctly! It is I the First Ninja of Norrisville!" The first ninja splayed his hands out nonchalantly, "But you can call me Randy."
Randy, the apparent first ninja, stood in a heroic pose for a good minute or so before noticing the completely dumbfounded look on the new ninja's face. He chortled and seemed to examine his fingernails through his covered hands, "Take your time. I know it can be hard to adjust to the presence of such pure Bruceness."
Chang looked away uncertainly, "It's not that…"
"Oh?" Randy said with a slight questioning tilt of his head.
"You're not…exactly what I expected you to be…" Chang admittedly slowly his head low as he looked at first ninja.
Judging by the shift in his mask the much older ninja had raised a brow, "Really?" He questioned.
Chang couldn't help but pick up an underlying tone but he wasn't sure what it was exactly. This left the new ninja shifting uncomfortably. He bit the inside of this lip he slid his gaze away from the first ninja, "You're kind of…" Chang's voice strained to say the last word and just barely managed, "Shoobtastic…"
When a silence fell between the first ninja and the new one Chang grinned awkwardly hopping to ease whatever was coming. He felt himself go stiff when Randy's previously processing look turned into a stiff, insulted, glare. Chang gulped, suddenly the shoob was intimidating, very intimidating. The first ninja looked down at the Chang accusingly, "Oh, so this is how it's going to be huh?"
Randy didn't allow Chang to answer that and went on with a snort, "I choose you to be the ninja and you call me-the first ninja. A honking shoob?" He crossed his arms stiffly, "That's pretty wonked up if you ask me." The ninja of legend arched a brow judgingly at the teen, "So, what do you have to say for yourself shooby?"
Chang stammered as his mind frantically tried to come up with a good explanation for his rude remark. He get a bad feeling if he didn't come up with a passible answer to appease the first ninja that he'd wind up losing his chance to be the ninja! And he'd only gotten to wear the mask once!
Suddenly Randy started snickering causing the new ninja to stall completely. Chang stared dumbfounded when the first ninja of Norrisville busted out laughing. The teen just sat where he was staring confusedly at what he had previously thought to be an insulted ninja. Chang let out a surprised cry when Randy yanked him up, holding him up with one arm wrapped around him.
"Relax! I was just messing with you!" Randy laughed while repeatedly patting the confused new ninja on the head. A friendly gleam returning to his eyes and the previously exerted pressure seemed to be gone.
Chang stared at the man still confused, "You're not mad?"
"Pft," The first ninja snort while he put the teen down, "I've been around for 800 years! I've heard far worse insults than that. It takes more than being called a shoob to upset me." He looked back to Chang in as slightly reprimanding manner, he waged a finger, "But don't make a habit of it okay? It's rude. Comprende?"
The new ninja just nodded while he tried to figure the first ninja out. So far he wasn't having much success.
"Walk with me kid." Randy said motioning for him to follow beside him. Quickly Chang got to his feet and walked next to the, confusing, first ninja.
Looking around Chang saw they were in some sort of tradition style Japanese building, but the walls, floor and ceiling almost looked like they were made of paper. The only things that looked really sturdy was the red wooden beams that were holding the place together. Some sort of almost spiritual light seemed to glow from behind the walls giving the place a surreal feel. There was also suits of samurai armor wandering around the place but they didn't seem to pay any mind to the pair.
"Where am I?" Chang asked aloud before looking up to the adult next to him. He scratched his head thoughtfully, "The last thing that I can recall is opening up the Ninja Nomicon. In my next moment of memory I was falling into…" He gestured to the place around him, "this place."
Randy chuckled, "I guess I should have said "Welcome to the Ninja Nomicon" instead of complimenting on your epic face plant."
Ignoring the teasing comment about his entrance Chang looked around as they entered a hallway, "I was sucked into the Nomicon?"
"Well, sort of," Randy started as he led the way down the hall. Chang looked at the doors as they passed them, all of them were blank and same as the last. He looked back to the first ninja as he began to explain, "Your mind was taken into the Nomicon. Your body is still sitting where you left it. Probably drooling."
Chang frowned feeling grossed out by the description, drool was shnasty. Putting that mental image aside he looked around again, "How am I to leave this place?"
"Woah, hold up," Randy said holding the palm of his hand out to the teen, "we have alot to talk about first." He seemed to grin mischievously behind his mask, "Trust me, when it's time for you to go you'll return back to your body."
"Okay…" Chang said slowly, he somehow got a bad feeling about how he was going to return to the waking world.
"So, as you've probably guessed. Every so often a new ninja is chosen." Randy started while looking at Chang out of the corner of his eyes as they walked down the seemingly never ending hall.
The olive haired teen nodded, then curiously asked, "How many have there been?"
"Uh…" the first ninja stopped walking, a blank look in his eyes.
"You don't know. Do you?" Chang questioned in an incredulously flat manner.
"I do not…." Randy admitted readily before he began to walk again. He shrugged casually, "There's at least been a hundred, or so, maybe, possibly…The Nomicon is the one that keeps record of those things."
Chang looked around then behind them, almost feeling as if they were being watched. "Is the Nomicon…alive?"
"Yep." Randy clicked with his tongue. Despite the shocking revelation that would be he moved the conversation on like a living book was yesterday's news. He twirled his hand, "Anyway, you're the newest Ninja. Ninja of 2013!" Randy cheered brightly before looking forward his voice becoming surprisingly leveled, "You've got a lot of work ahead of you. The last ninja didn't exactly leave a good impression as you've heard…"
Recalling several news segments about it Chang nodded curtly, "Yes…the last one wasn't particularly…noble…"
"Yeah…he went kind of cray-cray," Randy admittedly disappointedly, Chang quirked a brow at the words he chose but didn't question it. Clearing his throat the first ninja went on, "Because of him, the Ninja isn't exactly the brucest person around anymore. For the first time in a long time Norrisville isn't happy with about having the Ninja round."
Chang frowned looking down, even with the last ninja being a total jerk wad he had continued to support the Ninja. It had further labeled him an outcast in the social standing, but with his friend Plop Plop he had endured it. Now he was going to be the new Ninja in a city that no longer wanted the Ninja. He gulped, nervously.
The first ninja stopped again and put his hands on his shoulders, taking the teen from his unsure thoughts, "You're going to fix that."
"You believe I am capable of fixing the damage done by the previous ninja?" Chang questioned staring up at the first ninja.
Randy closed his eyes and nodded surely, "That's right, I'm sure that you can." The teen looked at the first ninja wide eyed, some of his awe towards the individual restored by the reassuring statement. Randy motioned to himself with a hand, "The Nomicon and I will both be there to help you learn everything you'll need to know and help you out when you need advice. The Nomicon will mostly cover that last part."
With that they began walking again. Chang looked down the hall, knitting his brows, how long was this hall? They'd been walking down this hall since they had started talking and yet there was no end in sight. Reminding himself he was in a magic book Chang asked about something else instead, "How will the Nomicon help me?" When the first ninja gave him a questioning look he elaborated, "I mean it sucks me in here when I open it. How am I to read the knowledge it has?"
The first ninja nodded in understanding, "Ah I get yah. " Randy rubbed his chin, "Well, I guess you should get your first lesson while you're here. Alright then," he motioned forward and to Chang's surprise a doorway zoomed forward from the end of the seemingly endless hallway, "Let's go." He said while opening the doorway.
Chang glanced at Randy a moment before going through the double doorway. On the other side was a dark chamber room lit by torches. The fire however seemed to be made by glowing red and orange papers? At the center of the room was a Shogun Samurai sitting cross-legged with his hands on his knees, behind him was a tall artwork depicting something Chang couldn't quit make out from where he was standing. The Shogun had no eyes the new ninja could see but Chang got the feeling it was looking at him, like it had expected him.
"Is that the Nomicon?" Chang asked the first ninja, who chuckled in reply.
"Most things here are the Nomicon. It is this world." Randy explained sounding nearly deep for the first time since the two had met. He looked to the Shogun, "This is just how the Nomicon wants to show itself for the lesson."
The first ninja motioned forward indicating for the new ninja to approach the Shogun. Chang nodded curtly before sitting on his knees and bowing his head to his teacher. The figure representing the Nomicon gave no indication whether or not it appreciated the respectful gesture. Chang sat up straight when the Shogun stood up, waiting for whatever it was going to teach him. He felt the hairs on the back of his head rise up when the Shogun pulled out its katana. He had no sword!
Before he could react the Shogun spun around and cut a large rip in the…background? Chang blinked not understand how the Shogun had managed this. Once again he reminded himself he was in a magic book. Laws of reality be shoobed.
Chang watched amazed when the rip widened and words appeared in the rip. Chang read them aloud for himself, "You can't tell anyone."
The new ninja blinked staring at the lesson, wasn't this obvious? He looked back to where the first ninja had been but the man was no longer there. Confused he looked back to the Shogun and was surprise when he saw the ninja was now standing next to the armor. There was a mischievous look in his eyes when saw the new ninja notice he'd moved.
Dismissing the look Chang looked back to the lesson, "Is this all?"
"Hey, it your first one." Randy stated. "It's not going to be anything big."
Sighing Chang settled himself and bowed his head, "I understand."
"Good. Now, one more thing," Randy said with an exaggerated accent while holding up one finger, "before you go…"
Chang quirked a brow as the first ninja came over to him and motioned for him to stand. When the teen did the legendary ninja whispered into his ear, "If you decide to tell your biffer I won't hold it against you. I had a best friend too once…"
Chang blinked and furrowed his brows, picking up on a distinct sadness in his voice. Looking back to him though there was none on his face, or what could be seen at least. Stepping back the first ninja waved a happy farewell, "See yah." He chimed.
"But how am I-ah!" Chang's voice spiked into a yell as he was seemingly ejected from where he had been kneeling. The olive haired teen braced himself when he was about to crash through the roof but instead his body ripped through it like paper.
With a gasp Chang was back in his body, he let out an "ow" when the back of his head met the side of his bed. Grumbling to himself he rubbed the back of his head briefly. Blinking he looked down at his hand feeling something wet on it. He reeled in disgust seeing a puddle of drool on it, "Ah, shnasty!"
Whipping his hands on his jeans he then wiped his mouth off with his sleeve. Turning his attention back to the open Ninja Nomicon that was on his lap Chang looked at it, turning a few pages in thought. Briefly he noted that all of the pages had colorful scribbles on them. He ran his hand over the page of the book, it was hard to believe that there was a whole world inside. Not to mention the fact it was alive, his mind had been inside it and add to all that the spirit of the first ninja resided in it. Closing the book Chang put it safely back into the case he had received it in. After sliding the case farther back under the bed Chang pulled himself up to his feet.
"Chang! Time for dinner!" His mother called from down stairs.
"Coming Mother!" Chang called back. Getting to his feet he headed to the door, stopping momentarily at his desk. Tentatively he opened the drawer he remembered putting the ninja mask in. Much to his relief the black and red mask was still there, Chang smiled relieved what he remembered wasn't a dream.
With new enthusiasm he hurried downstairs for dinner. Now he could wait for High School, after all he was the Ninja now and he couldn't wait to start repairing the damage done by the last Ninja. If the first ninja himself had faith in him, he wasn't about to disappoint.
He was Chang Cunningham and soon he was going to be the 9th Grade Ninja.
Okay. So I was lying in bed and this idea hit me. I just had to write this down.
It an AU were all the Ninjas are switched around. Of course Randy is swapped with First Ninja (Chang) and Mac Antfee is swapped with the Ninja of 2005 (the Kronk Ninja). Antfee did his thing of holding onto the mask longer than he should have but instead of 6 years he holds onto it for a whole 8 years! Twice as long as he should have. Leaving Norrisville not to fond of the Ninja. Now Chang is left with the duty of not only defending the school but renewing Norrisville's faith in their protector.
First Ninja Randy was amazing to write for. Unlike First Ninja he is more hands on when it comes to training the new Ninja's. He also likes to keep his lingo fresh so he keeps up with the new slang. He's the teacher that loves to joke around but still does his job. He'd have an interesting dynamic with Chang. Not to mention he had the best lines in this whole thing.
For Chang (First Ninja) and Plop Plop I wanted to be their own characters not carbon copies of Randy and Howard. A lot of swap AU's do that and it annoys me. So instead of trying to be popular their both outcasts and proud of it, however Chang would like to make more friends during his last run school. Plop Plop loves comics, so does Chang to a lesser degree (more of a book fan) and Chang is already practicing martial arts and still talks in a somewhat fancy manner (albeit toned down). Of course he is a big ninja fan. If anyone is wondering why his last name is Cunningham in this it because of a headcanon I have about original First Ninja's last name being Norisu so they swapped last names too. So this time around Randy was the one with 8 brothers...
Also got to write for the Messenger/Creep. I named him Hank because he looks like one. He was interesting enough to write for.
Hope you enjoyed it was a fun write. I may write more for this AU at a later time.
Please leave a review :) I'd like to hear what you think