Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' It and am merely using the characters for my and your entertainment.


Prologue:

And the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us.
~The Weapon

The ninja rounded the corner of the roof, flipping out of the way when a gunshot rang. She froze and turned on her heel, sai raised and her mask covering an unreadable expression.

The cop rounded the corner shortly afterwards, "Freeze!"

Turning her head, the ninja stared the cop down, silently watching him. Not moving. And then she attacked. She slashed and targeted vitals, but the cop was prepared, countering her moves in a brutal dance that personally, he believed felt way too familiar. She pivoted and peeled out a heel kick, catching him off guard as he flipped back to avoid her.

The ninja laughed a skeevy little giggle before attacking again. This time, he waited and caught her wrist. Rotating her around, he tried to bring her to the floor and pin her, but she escaped his movement by dropping and kicking him in the gut.

He grunted and fell back, but she was having none of that. She was on the offensive now. And she was going to utilize it well.

She rushed at him, her eyes glittering dangerously as she attacked. Her form was graceful, yet fierce and with each slash, the cop found himself being forced to defend more carefully. He almost missed each shot she took at him, if not for the moonlight glinting evilly off the blades of her weapon.

"Why do you have swords? What is this? The middle ages?" he yelled out.

He felt rather than saw her feral grin, but before he could say anything else, she disappeared. He spun around, trying to see where she went.

"Up here!" she called out, her voice grotesque.

By the time he looked up and blocked, she had already descended upon him and gotten a clean slice to his arm. He cried out as pain erupted from the ripped skin. She landed on the ground a few feet away from him before he could retaliate.

"Dammit." she muttered, "I missed."

He grabbed his arm and pressed down hard on the wound, despite the pain, hoping he could limit the amount of blood flowing out. It wasn't a huge gash, thankfully, but it still hurt like a bitch. And she had definitely cut deep enough that he could bleed out if not careful.

"What were you aiming for with those swords of yours? My neck?"

"They're not swords. They're sai." She cleaned her blade off on her shirt in disinterest, "And you clearly aren't planning on letting me go, so yeah. I'm aiming for your neck."

He narrowed his eyes at her. So she was aiming to kill him, huh? Truth be told, he would've liked to attack full strength, but he just had to subdue her until reinforcements came. He had to capture her alive. But if she was going to try to kill him, then that was definite call to retaliate. He wasn't going to skin her alive or anything, but knocking her unconscious could do the trick.

He put his gun back into the holster silently and then went after her, attacking full force. She blocked each of his punches swiftly, but he could tell she was just barely avoiding getting hit. She was slowing down, though he wasn't sure if it was because she was tired or if she couldn't keep up with him. She hesitated when he feigned right, and he got a clean hit to her ribs, though she barely made a sound. Irritated, he grabbed her arms and yanked her forward, pulling her off balance to flip her over, but she wriggled out of his grasp, sliding through his arms like a snake and deftly avoided his set up.

How is she able to figure out my moves so easily?!

She flipped backwards high into the air, and he saw her hands moving to pull her weapons out again.

Shit.

He scrambled to grab his gun from the holster as she landed heavily in front of him.

His gun pointed at her face just as her sai came right in front of his nose. They stood there, not moving, breathing hard and holding their respective weapons at each other. Her mask obscured her face. His cap obscured his. Yet, for some reason, he couldn't help but feel like he knew this ninja. Her fighting style. There was something about it he couldn't quite place.

"Take off your mask." he ordered.

The ninja laughed and responded, in a distorted voice, "Why? So you can arrest me and take me to your headquarters Mr. Spy?"

His eyes widened, "How did you know I was a—"

"A beat cop who can use complicated martial arts? Come now, how dumb do you think I am? That's insulting." She lilted flirtatiously.

He shook his head, "Whatever. Take off your mask, or I'll shoot."

"Shoot an innocent ninja female? That's pretty brutal, Mr. Spy. I didn't do anything, did I?"

"You attempted to assassinate the CEO of this company. I'm pretty sure that merits your arrest."

She growled, "I attempted to assassinate a cruel drug lord and overall asshole. And you ruined my plans... Get out of my way so I can finish the job. Or I'm taking you out too."

"You'll have a bullet in your shoulder before you even touch me."

She scoffed. "Trust me, cutie pie. Your bullet won't touch me."

"You wanna bet?" he ground out through clenched teeth.

She could tell he was getting irritated by the way the gun was slightly shaking in his hands, as if he couldn't wait to pull the trigger. But she couldn't let that happen. In fact, judging by the time it took her to get to the roof and how long they were fighting, she could guess Yoko was on her way up. She knew the mission had failed by now. She had to get this guy out of the way. She hadn't expected him to be able to follow her so easily. He was a really strong tail. The fact that he could keep up with her on par was something else.

There was something oddly familiar about him too. Something she couldn't quite place. Looking over to the left, she saw Yoko advancing on their position from behind. Looks like it was almost time to go.

"Alright, Mr. Spy. Time's up."

She jumped forward in a flash and attacked him again, knocking the gun out of his hands with a well calculated wheel kick. It clattered somewhere far on the roof. Slightly stunned, he countered quickly by uppercutting her face brutally, knocking the mask off, but not before she got a clean kick towards his. She hissed as she bit her tongue hard. His head snapped back from the impact of the flying foot. His cap flew off and landed softly somewhere on the roof.

Silence fell between them. They stopped, staring at each other in disbelief.

"...Kim?"

"...Jack?"

A sharp pain hit Jack in the back of his head and he fell to the ground, groaning, but not quite unconscious. Another identical ninja ran toward Kim as she picked up her mask.

"Demon! We have to run! His reinforcements are on their way up."

Jack looked up through his bleary vision and watched as Kim and her friend ran towards the edge of the building. She glanced one more time back as she reached the ledge and stared at him, eyes shining with indeterminable emotion.

Time stopped as he watched her, his heart beating outrageously fast. He could hear the pounding of his heart through his ears. She gave him a small, regretful smile before slipping her mask on and jumping off the roof.

"Kim..." he rasped out, just as his vision gave way and his head hit the ground. The last thing he saw was her long blonde hair disappearing over the side of the building.