Chapter 1:
Randy's POV:

"Where do you think you're going?" I demanded, chasing a robo lizard across the roof like any other regular day.

"Ninja sprint!" I said as I dashed after the lizard, cornering it against the side of the roof.

"Ninja slice!" I shouted as I sliced the robot in half.

The robot's side fell apart and shot a bolt of lightning out of it, nearly hitting me in the face.

"Huh that's new." I said as the bolt shot past him. "Better go be before I really get hit." I pulled a ball out of my ninja suit. "Smokebomb!"


At the school:
Howard's POV:

Here I am, waited patiently for Cunningham to come back from his now daily habit of NNSing me. He keeps telling me all the robo lizards keep getting even more wonk every day he fights another one. One lizard spews fire, one lizard controls plants, blah blah blah.

After what feels like an eternity. Cunningham comes racing through the cafeteria doors at full speed.

"Sorry-I'm-late-Howard." Cunningham panted, clearly out of breath.

"What the juice Cunningham?" I berated him. "That's the fifth time you've NNSed this week! And I'm not happy!"

"You try fighting robo lizards who seem to get weirder and more powerful everyday!" He snapped back at me. "The first one shot fire, the second almost strangled me with plants, the third tried to crush me by turning into a giant, the fourth one tried to drown me in slime, and the latest one almost fried me with lightning!"

"Lightning? So that's the deadly weapon that nearly killed you this time."

"Yes, and I'm getting worried, what if something bad really happens?"

"Cunningham, nothing bad is gonna happen. Now are we gonna eat some tacos or what?"

"You do realize they're made out of roadkill right?"

"Yeah, but they've made worse food."


20 Minutes Later:
Randy's POV:

A loud scream erupted through the cafeteria as an army of robot lizard smashed through the wall and chased the others out into the hallway.

"Are you kidding me?!" I yelled. "What the juice is going on with these robots?" I grabbed my ninja mask and dove behind the counter, pulling it on.

"Smokebomb!" I yelled, appearing in between the students and the lizards.

"Who's getting destroyed first?" I asked rhetorically, pulling out my sword.

A random lizard jumped at me.

"Ninja slice!" I said, splitting the robot in half with my blade. About a dozen more came after me.

"Ninja flip!" I flipped backwards as they landed in a pile. They quickly regained themselves, and hissed at me.

"Oh yeah?" I taunted. "Well get a load of my ninja air fist!" I summoned a blue fist over my head, and shot it at the lizards, sending them flying through the wall.

The rest of them narrowed their eyes, and dashed at me.

"Ninja rings!" I shot a few black-and-red discs at the robo-lizards, slicing each of them in half. One by one, they fell apart in halves.

"Ninja! Ninja! Ninja!" The crowd cheered.

I was about to smokebomb out of there, when I saw another robo-lizard dash down the hallway.

"Ninja sprint!" I yelled, chasing it out of the school out onto the football field.

The lizard halted in the middle of the field, and turned to face me.

"Alright you." I said. "Time to be terminated." I launched myself at the robot-only for it to move at the last second, sending me sprawling in the grass.

"What the juice?" I said as I lifted my head off the ground. I stood up and looked around- no lizard. Then I saw something pounce at me, and before I could react, it pinned me to the ground. The robo-lizard.

I swung my sword at its head, but it deflected the blade, and whacked me in the head with its tail.

"Sweet cheese, that hurt!" I shrieked, rubbing my head. "Even worse than the time I-" I cut myself off when I felt a searing pain in tear through my body.

I looked down. Sticking out of the robot's belly was a blade.

It was stuck in my lower abdomen.

I slugged the robo-lizard in the side of the face, knocking it sideways. The lizard tumbled off me onto the field. I tried to stand up, but I just fell over again. I grabbed the first thing I could find in my suit, and threw it.

"Ninja- hot ball." I wheezed as the ball hit the lizard, lighting it up in flames.

The flaming robot was the last thing I saw. Then everything disappeared into a black abyss of nothingness.


Meanwhile:
Howard's POV:

Stupid Cunningham. Having the nerve to NNS me again. If I had a nickel for every time he did that... uh, um... let's just say I'd be a very rich guy.

I watched as he ran after a robot, and I lost sight of him... well I would have followed him, my sister left a tray of fries on the table, and long story short, I ate them.

Now I'm following Cunningham, trying to find him.

"Cunningham." I called. "I know you may be busy, but I just ate all of Heidi's fries and I'm in no mood to run. Cunningham?"

I walked onto the football field-and stopped dead in my tracks.

There was Cunningham, still in his ninja suit, laying on the ground, blood pouring out of a wound on his stomach, failing to stand up.

"Cunningham! I mean ninja!" I yelled, dashing over to him and yanking off his mask. "What happened?"

"The robo-lizard." He wheezed." It stabbed me. I lost consciousness, and I just woke up. It hurts Howard."

"Well duh, it's gonna hurt, but I'm gonna help you, buddy." I pulled out my phone, and dialed a number so familiar I did it almost on a whim.

"Hello?" Said a kind voice on the other line.

"Hey Mrs.C, it's me Howard. There's a huge problem."

"What? Is it about Randy?" Her voice was suddenly full of concern.

"Yes. There was a terrible accident, and now he's hurt, really bad. He needs to get to the hospital. Now."


Three Hours Later:
Randy's POV:

An ambulance came to pick me up from school. I was put on a gurney, and wheeled into the truck. We arrived at the hospital in five or six minutes. I was told not to speak, that it will on make my condition worse. They put an oxygen mask on me as we drove to the hospital.

"Hang in there bro." Howard said, patting my shoulder.

"Don't worry honey." My mom told me, tears in her eyes. "You'll be okay."

She didn't sound so sure.

The doctors rushes me into the hospital into a room on floor three. They attached a fresh oxygen tank onto the face, and then began to bandage my wound. The doctor pulled a long ocean blue curtain around me so I wouldn't be disturbed.

"Is Randy gonna to be okay?" I heard my mom ask.

"Well that's what we want to talk about." I heard a doctor reply. "His right kidney failed as a result of the wound, and he lost so much blood, that he can't survive on one kidney."

I felt like my heart stopped.

"What are you saying?" Mom sounded like she was going to cry.

"We're saying unless we can get a kidney donor within 72 hours, he's going to die."

"Can I give him mine?"

"We're young to need a blood sample to determine that. May we run a blood test?"
Mom allowed him, and within a few minutes, a nurse had a sample of each of our blood, and my oxygen tank removed, so I can talk again.

Twenty minutes later, the doctor came back-he didn't loom happy.

"Well, doctor?" My mom pressed.

"I'm afraid I have some very bad news." He sighed. "You can't give your kidney to him."

"What? Why can't I?" Mom was hysterical.

"Well Randy here has a rare blood type, O negative, and since you have A positive blood, you kidney won't function in his body, and it would only kill him faster."

Mom burst into hysterical sobs.

"Can you give us a second?" I asked the doctor. He nodded, and left the room.

When he left, I patted my mom's shoulder. "Don't worry mom, it's gonna be okay. I'll be fine."

"Didn't you hear what he said Randy?" Mom sobbed. "You can't survive on one kidney, and I can't give you mine. You're going to die in three days!" She started blubbering, and burst into tears again. "My baby boy is going to die!"

Howard walked in at that very heartbreaking second.

"Should I come back?" He asked when he noticed my mom sobbing.

"Howard!" I was so happy to see him. "Something horrible happened!"

"What? Did someone find out your secret?" "No, that's not it. If I don't get a kidney donor within three days, I'm gonna die!"

"WHAT?! I gotta find that doctor right now! I'll be back!"

"Howard wait!" I called after him.

But it was too late. He was already sprinting down the hallway after the doctor at a surprisingly fast rate.


Howard's POV:

I bolted down the hallway after the doctor.

"Hey, doctor!" I called after him.

He turned around. "Yes, Mr. uh...?"

"Weinermen. Howard Weinermen."

"Right. What the problem, ?"

"I want to give Cunningham my kidney"That's very generous, but you need to have the same blood type as him in order to donate your kidney to him. What's your blood type?"

I thought for a second. I know this... I know this... I got it!

"I'm A negative!" I declared. "I think!"

"Oh, then you can't donate." He told me.

"That's wonk! Why not?"

"Randy has O negative blood, and only someone with O type blood can donate!"

"Wonk. Isn't there anything you can do?"

"Does Randy have a relative with O type blood that can donate?"

"Um, I done know. Maybe I can-"

I was cut off by the sound of my phone ringing my pocket. I picked it up. "Hello?"

"Howard? Where are you?" Heidi's high and squeaky voice demanded. "Mom and Dad want to know where you are now!"

"Cool your cheese, sis. I'll be home soon." I hung up.

"Gotta go." I told the doctor before leaving.


's POV:

I walked into the hallway, wiping my eyes with a tissue.

"Rita?" I hear a voice say. I turned around.

"Rita Cunningham?" The person says again.

"Tyra Fowler?" I was a little surprised to see her here. "What are you doing?"

"Just visiting my mother." Tyra replied. "She fell down the stairs, and she broke a few ribs. Why are you here?"

"My son was in an accident. Now he needs a kidney transplant, otherwise he won't survive." Here come the tears.

"Do you have a relative who can donate?"

I pushed back the tears. "There is one." I said. "But he doesn't know they exist."


Randy's POV:

A million thoughts raced through my mind when my mom left. Am I going to die? What will the others do without the ninja? Will robots take over the town? Will it be engulfed in a stank apocalypse?

And the horror of all horrors.

What if the Sorcerer escapes?

That thought was too horrifying to process.

Mom pulled the curtain back a little, peeking in.

"Randy, sweetie." She said. "Can we talk? About something important?"

"Sure mom. What is it?" I asked her.

Mom sat on a chair. "There's something I need to tell you." I sighed.

"What is it? Am I gonna die?"

"No. That's not it. Remember when you used to ask about your dad, and I said we had to go our separate ways?"

"Yeah, I remember that. Why?"

"Well, you see, when we split up, you were only a year and a half old. I left out one major detail about our separation. I took you, and your father took the other one."

"Mom... what are you trying to say?"

Mom looked straight into my eyes, and said,

"You have a sister."