The Hinata Crew were having breakfast.
Suddenly, a loud music began to play and through the front door walked in WWE superstar Shawn Michaels, dressed in a flashy-looking, shinny red suit.
He walked in, doing poses for a moment and then began tapping his foot on the floor repeatedly.
Naru, wonderin' just who the Hell was this guy stood up with an angry expression.
"Hey! Just WHO do you think you a-" she was cut-off by Michael's boot connecting with her jaw.
Sweet Chin Music, everyone.
The entire crew just sat there in stunned silence. Suddenly all heads turnned to the sound of someone clapping lightly.
It was Shinobu.
The Hinata Crew were sitting down having a nice lunch.
There was a knock at the door. Motoko told everyone that she would get it, and promptly got up. Upon reaching the door it exploded into a mass of splintered wood and rice paper.
In the now gaping hole that was once their door, stood an imposing figure. It was about 8' tall and had fishnet and armour adorning it's body. A mask was perched on it's face hiding any trace of what it might be.
Motoko stood slowly and pulling her sword. The thing saw this and said something. " High Ya!"
A massive hand was brought down on Motoko's head effectivly knocking her out. Everyone else ran out to see what the commotion was. Su was the first to speak.
" Ohhhhhh...Hello Mr. Predator!" Su said excitedly.
The Hinata Crew were having dinner.
Suddenly…Naru instantaneously combusted.
"'Bout time!" Keitaro yelled.
Everyone else just cheered and Kitsune threw a party.
A Midnight snack was exactly what Keitaro needed.
Walking down the stairs and into the kitchen at this hour, was something he had been doing for sometime now.
He walked by the pile of ash that was once Naru and couldn't help but chuckle. Walking on, he entered the kitchen and proceeded to get something.
What poor Keitaro failed to realize was that someone else was already in there, stalking him!
To late Keitaro heard the sounds of rapidly approaching foot steps. He spun around but was knocked to the floor by the heavily bandaged Motoko.
She gave him a steely glare. " I am going to end this once and for all!" she proclaimed.
She stripped off all the bandages drawning her sword to a high arc, Keitaro closed his eyes, waiting the impending doom. Another set of VERY heavy footsteps could be heard and felt.
Then a shrill war cry was heard. " HIGH YA!!"
Keitaro looked up and noticed their predator friend was back. He was helped but and shook the beings hand.
" Thanks Bob!" Keitaro said smiling.
A/N: just a stupid little crack-fic that me and Major Mike Powell III
Decided to do. Hope you all enjoyed it. R & R.