Normal Day, Maybe Not

A.N. I wrote a Kickin' It fanfic a few days ago, and I got hooked. So here I am, seized by plot bunnies once again. This fic doesn't take place in any particular episode. It begins on a normal day in Seaford. Or so it seems...

OooOooOooOooO (Kim POV)

I walked into the dojo and my nose was assaulted by the scent of sweat and falafel. Completely normal. Jack was punching a dummy, Eddie was eating, Milton was reading, and Jerry was texting a girl who had no interest in him. Same as always. I changed quickly, ready to get on with practice.

"All right, Wasabi Warriors! Let's start with a spar between... Jack and Kim," Rudy decided. This was normal as well, since Rudy changes up the sparring partners every day. Jack, Rudy and I strode to the mat as the other boys settled down to watch.

"This ought to be good. I wish I had some popcorn," Eddie muttered.

"Yeah, dawg. This is gonna be swag," Jerry replied. I rolled my eyes. Why Jerry couldn't talk like a normal person, I would never understand.

Jack and I faced each other and bowed. Rudy held an arm between us. "No breaking each other, now. I need you both. Now... spar!" He exclaimed as he dropped the arm and backed away.

Jack lunged in with a punch; I blocked. It jarred slightly, but I was used to it. Sparring with Jack was always like this. I kicked up and out, aiming for his stomach. He dodged and grabbed for my leg to flip me. I pulled away from his reach and used the momentum to swing into a punch. It surprised me when Jack leaned away just in time. Because of his dodge, the force of my swing put me slightly off balance. There was a second of weakness, and Jack seized it, as I knew he would. He gripped my left arm and flipped me carefully. I knew he did it gently on purpose because I was barely winded when I struck the mat.

Jack offered a hand to help me up. I took it. "Sorry Kim," he murmured as he pulled me to my feet.

"It's all good, Jack. Nice takedown," I replied. He smiled. The grin made my insides do somersaults, but I would never tell him that. Average day.

"Okay, why don't you two take five," Rudy suggested. "Jerry, Milton, you're up." The boys in question groaned as they walked sluggishly to the mat. I laughed quietly at their reluctance. Also normal.

"Hey, why don't we take a breather outside?" Jack suggested. I shrugged and followed him out the glass doors. It was warm, but not hot, and it was slightly quieter than usual. "Huh, where is everybody?" Jack wondered. I was thinking the same thing. The mall was always crowded this time of day, but today it was pretty much deserted. Not normal.

Jack and I walked around the building to see if there were people on the other side, not thinking that this took us out of view of the dojo. There was no one over there, either.

"Okay, this is weird," I pointed out. Jack nodded. He opened his mouth to say something, but I put up a finger to stop him as I listened intently. A thump followed by muttered curses caught my attention. I could tell from his expression that Jack had heard it as well. We stayed silent and looked for the source. There were no more sounds, though, so we couldn't figure out where the noises had come from.

Suddenly, two dozen ninjas dropped from the roof of the dojo and its neighboring buildings. Totally not normal. "Jack?" I asked nervously.

"Right behind you, Kim. We got this." I felt his warm back press into mine. The first ninja ran into a flying kick at me. I slid sideways and helped him over my shoulder. He landed with a loud thump and didn't get up. My next assailant attacked more cautiously. I caught his fist and twisted, sending him to his knees. Then I kicked sideways, catching his head and knocking him down. He groaned and stumbled out of reach.

Three men lunged at me at once, and Jack grabbed my waist. He lifted me into a spin, and I kicked the ninjas circling us. Then Jack grasped my hands and swung me over his head so that I could plant both feet in the chest of the ninja behind us. The attacker went down, my feet still on him, and I used him as a springboard to bring Jack over my head. He landed easily on his feet, and he released my hands. I stepped off of the ninja under me.

I high fived Jack with a grin, knowing that we always fought well together for some reason. Then his smile disappeared. He lunged for me and knocked me off my feet. A shadow flew over our heads. "Thanks," I gasped. He stood to face the ninja that had almost gotten me. I got to my feet a bit more slowly, and as I did, I noticed that some time during the fight, my belt had come off. It was lying on the ground, but I didn't have time to pick it up.

"Why did there have to be ninjas?" Jack grumbled. Five more men ran to join the fight, and I sighed. Back in to the fray. I took down three more men, but I was getting tired. Then I felt a sharp pain at the back of my head. I grew dizzy. "Kim!" My friend cried. His worried eyes stayed focused on me for a second too long, and his opponent swept his feet out from under him. That was the last thing I saw before blackness took me, and I collapsed.

OooOooOooOooO (Jack POV)

I woke up slowly, and it took me a few moments to remember what had happened. The ache in my head and my stomach helped me recall. 'Ninjas. Lots of ninjas, and Kim. Wait, Kim!' I thought.

"Kim!" I called. As I sat up, I saw that I wasn't lying on the sidewalk where I had been knocked out. I was lying on an uncomfortable steel bench in some kind of cell. There were no windows, no lights, and it was almost completely dark. The door was the same metal as the walls, and it looked really solid. This place was fortified, and I would be hard put to escape. The only other thing in the room was another bench on the opposite wall. There was a shadowy shape on it. As I stood to examine it, the shape moved. I saw blonde hair.

"Kim! Kim, are you all right?" I demanded as I rushed to her side. She stirred slightly and groaned. Her hair had fallen out of its braid at some point during the fight, leaving it in loose waves. When she rolled over, I saw the large, slightly bloody lump on her head where the ninja had hit her. It made me angry. I wanted to hit something; I wanted to scream; I wanted to find the ninja that did that to her and beat him senseless. I was so lost in my fury that I didn't notice the girl I was fuming for sitting up.

"Jack? What's wrong?" She asked, her voice full of worry. Her question tore me out of my violence-rich thoughts.

"I'm fine, Kim. A bit sore, but nothing I can't handle. Are you okay? That bump looks like it hurts," I retorted in the same worried tone. Her hand went to the back of her skull, and as her fingers brushed the injury, she winced. There was a small amount of blood on her hand when she placed it in her lap.

"I'll be fine," she answered resolutely. "Where are we, anyway?" 'That's Kim for you,' I said silently to myself. 'Always foolishly brave and tough, never admitting that she needs help, and not very good at changing the subject.'

"We're in a cell of some kind. The ninjas must have kidnapped us. Other than that, I've got nothing," I said to humor her.

"Great. Taken by ninjas, no idea where I am, and locked in a cell with you. And they just left us here! What are we supposed to do?" Kim complained.

"I'm going to ignore the insult about being locked in here with me and focus on the last question. I suggest we make an escape plan," I replied.

"Sorry. It's nothing against you," she apologized. "I was wondering why they left us together instead of splitting us up. Especially after they saw how well we fight as a team." She looked really sorry, so I put a hand on her shoulder to tell her I forgave her. 'I can't help but agree. It is odd. But I'm relieved none the less. I would be far too worried about Kim if she wasn't with me.' I pondered.

"I don't know. But I'm happy they did," I pointed out. She looked at me funny, so I added, "Now we can escape together. You're an awesome warrior, and I'm glad you've got my back if we have to fight our way out."

She blushed, making me remember my idea that she had a crush on me when we first met. "Thanks Jack. So how do we escape?"

"Not a clue," I began. Then the metal door creaked open, and dark figures filled the space. Kim got to her feet, and we readied ourselves for a fight.

A.N. I'm gonna leave it there for now. I'll probably update soon, because I already know what's going to happen next. So, what did you think? There's a little button down there that says "Review." Please, please PLEASE push it and type a short answer to that question. Did you like it, love it, hate or, or what? I really need feedback on this story! Eagerly awaiting your response, CrazyJulz16.