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So, everyone slept well last night except me. That was the first night I had slept willingly in my bed. I'm so used to my bed back at the junkyard. My bed back at home was hard and lumpy, thanks to all the junk I'd shoved under the mattress over the years. It may not have been comfortable, but I'd gotten used to it. The bed here at the monastery was soft and straight. It felt good, but not right.

Cole gave Zane his ninja suit the next day. Like me, he enjoyed it. Now we were three black ninjas. The only way to tell us apart were our eyebrows. Cole's are big and bushy, my right one has a cut through it, and Zane's are perfectly straight. The ninja suits were like pajamas; they were so soft and comfy!

Sensei told us to pick our weapons. Cole already carried a scythe around with him. Zane peered at all the weapons one by one. Finally, he picked up the shurikens. He spun them around in his hands and said, "These are good."

"Jay," Sensei said. "Pick your weapon."

I stepped over to Sensei's huge wall of weapons. There was any kind of weapon you could think of. From daggers to maces. Whips to axes. Then one caught my eye. They were different from anything else. They were nunchucks.

They were also at the top of the wall.

I tried climbing up the weapons, but had to stop when I almost cut my finger off. I looked to my side and saw a whip. I had an idea. I grabbed the whip an swung it in the air and lunged it at the nunchucks. Luckily, the whip hit the nunchucks and they came hurtling down at me. I leaped and caught them in mid-air.

Zane started clapping. "Great performance. Had the whip hit at least 2.32 centimeters to the left, though, you would not have gotten your nunchucks."

"Great," said Sensei Wu. "You all have weapons now. They are each suiting for you. Cole, the scythe delivers a good solid hit on an enemy. Zane, the shurikens are small and stealthy and deliver a hit that could knock one out. Jay, the nunchucks are for speed attacks and deliver a blow that is quite dangerous to one. Cole, come sit with me. Now, who would like to go first on the training course?"

I was really eager to try again, since I totally failed a couple of days ago. I started jumping up and down yelling, "Me! Me! Me!"

"Ok, Jay. Complete the training course before I finish my tea. I will start drinking it when your ready. It will not be Zane's turn until you succeed."

I stared at the dummy, just standing there, taunting me. I charged, watching out for the dummy's sword. Amazingly, I hit his head off with my nunchucks.

Next were the bouncing poles (plains, Sensei called them). I thought to myself, Over the planes. I jumped, landed on the middle plane, then onto the ground. I looked ahead and saw a spinning platform with swords swinging everywhere. I thought, Dodge the swords. I did this cool twisting move I invented, where I was moving where the swords couldn't get me. I passed all swords and looked in front of me. The dummy was back. Well, not the same dummy, but a bigger dummy with four arms and four swords. Here comes the dummy, I thought. The dummy lunged at me, but I blocked his move with my nunchucks. I swung them like I'd done it all my life and hit the dummy in the middle. He fell back, his weapons falling out of his hands.

"Wow, Jay. That was awesome!" said Cole.

"Thank you, thank you very much," I replied, giving a small bow.

I sat down next to Cole as we watched Zane try the training course. For a guy who spends his whole day in his head, he sure did fail a lot.

Once he succeeded, (after like 17 tries) Sensei said he was training us to do Spinjitzu, the ancient fighting art of the First Spinjitzu Master. He told us that once you complete the training course, you have learned it. We were all obviously confused, since none of us had turned into the mini tornado that Sensei had demonstrated yet.

We trained for weeks until we knew each other's styles and moves like the back of our hands. Cole was a natural leader. When he and I would team up against Zane, or vise versa, he would make and ambush plan. Zane, on the other hand, had stealth on his side. He would make up some intricate moves and analyze our motions, I could tell. Now we were a true ninja team. Throughout the day we learned a lot about each other. For instance, Cole's afraid to death of dragons and Zane doesn't have a sense of humor (we had to have a little talk about that). Before we knew it, it was dinner time and my turn to cook. I'm not half bad at cooking, if I do say so myself, so I made pizza. From what I could see, Cole and Zane liked my meal.

Before bed that night, Sensei told us he had an errand to run in a local village and that he'd be back in a few days. He told us we deserved a couple days off, having worked so hard, so we got to goof off until he got back. Right when he left the room, Cole told me and Zane his dad mailed him a new video game called Sitar Legend and he was wondering if we wanted to play it with him tomorrow. I said, "Yes," right as he finished his sentence while Zane replied with, "I guess so." Boy that guy is weird.

The next day was spent in video games. Zane beat Cole's high score on Sitar Legend, surprisingly, and then I beat Zane's. We played all day (it was very addicting) and before we knew it, it was dark outside again. It was Cole who suggested to go to bed at one in the morning. The following days Sensei was gone were spent at local villages. We went shopping at outdoor markets and even spent a day at Mega Monster Amusement Park!

When we got home, we were confronted by Sensei, who hissed, "Intruder!"

Uh oh... Who can guess who the intruder is? Review, or I'll make the Great Devourer come back to life, bite Lord G, and make Lord G attack you!