"Come on, Cunningham!" Howard urged. "We have to get home and play Grave Puncher 9!"

Howard had gotten his dad to agree to buy the game for them while they were at school. Howard was just worried they wouldn't be able to get in line like they managed last time.

"Yeah, it's going to be so Honkin' Bruce!" Randy said excitedly. "You can unlock a level where you headbutt graves!"

Howard laughed. "Yeah! Come on!"

They froze when they heard screaming.

A student had gotten stanked and was thrashing around. He smashed a few windows with his claws and let out a roar.

"Don't you dare NNS, Cunningham!" Howard said, gripping his wrist tightly. "This is a very important day for us!"

"It'll just take a second, I promise." Randy reassured his friend.

"You better hurry!"

Randy hid behind a bush and took out his mask. "It's Ninja O' Clock!"

He put on the mask and became The Ninja. He leaped out of the bush and rushed towards the monster.

"Ninja tripping balls!" The Ninja yelled.

The stank tripped and fell onto his face. He looked up and growled at The Ninja.

Randy got out his sword and quickly searched for the item to break to destank them. While he was distracted, the stank slashed The Ninja with his claws.

Randy tumbled a few feet and felt wobbly. "Ugh..my head."

He looked down and saw his sword had sliced a bit through his suit and had cut him slightly. It wasn't bleeding that bad, but it stung.

He got up and almost doubled over in pain. Randy held his side and grabbed his sword. He waited until the stinging died down and rushed towards him.

The monster roared again. The Ninja was trying to get an attack in, but his side started to sting again. He winced and took out a ninja ball. "Ninja Bee Ball!"

He ducked down, but ended up getting stung a few times.

The stank was trying to swoosh the bees away and ended up hitting Randy.

He held his head in pain. Oh God, it hurt. His vision became blurry and his breathing hard. He puked a bit and his eyes watered. Randy's eyes slowly closed.

…..

"Perfect..." The Sorcerer said to himself. "The Ninja is mine..."

He gathered stank to pull The Ninja to the lair.

"I will now know who has kept me trapped for 800 years!" The Sorcerer proclaimed as he started to take off the mask.

Randy slowly regained consciousness. He looked up and his eyes widened in fear. He tried to pull away.

"Finally, we get to meet again, face to face." The Sorcerer grinned.

"W-who are you?" Randy asked.