Randy walked down the sidewalk, a smile gracing his face. Howard had decided to ditch him and go drop Debbie off at her house, this wasn't what made Randy so happy. He was left alone with Theresa and the two actually got to talk without the other two butting in. Randy practically skipped as he rounded the corner leading to his house, sighing happily as he walks up his porch steps. "You look happy." Someone was sitting on his steps, Randy looked up and saw the guy from the gamehole.
"You?" Randy asked getting ready to fight.
The guy looked taken back, "Yeah me, you are Randy right?"
"Why do you want to know?" Randy asked, he reached into his pocket and ran his finger over the soft fabric of the Ninja mask.
"Well honestly, I already know who you are. You're Randall Cunningham, the current Ninja of Norrisville."
Randy was taken back, "How do you…"
The teen looked at Randy and gave a wolfish smile, "All apart of the job." Randy looked confused, "I'm a Samurai, well currently a Ronin. I was hoping on finding a master in you. The Nomicon had sent for me."
"Look I have no idea what you're talking about," Randy pleaded, "I don't even know what a Nomicon i-"
The teen interrupted him, "It's not befitting to lie Randy. I can sense the masks powers."
"Aw come on, can you really?"
His smile grew wider, "Nope."
Randy groaned, his arms falling to his sides, he took out the mask and looked at it. Before either teen could say anything a pounding was heard. Cracks appeared between the two and howls echoed across the neighborhood. Randy put on the mask and felt the comforting tightness of the Ninja suit. A blinding light made him cover his eyes, when it dimmed he saw a weird sight. Where the teen stood was a person wearing a black leather trench coat, adorned at his side was a katana and a wakizashi. His head was covered by a hood and his face covered by a pure white Oni mask. The outfit gave Randy the creeps, he started walking forward, finger pressing the katana forward. His military like boots clacking against the pavement, "Think you can keep up?" He asked, voice slightly muffled.
Randy laughed, "I should be asking you that."
Before them stood multiple purple and green wolves, smoke curling off of them and in the middle stood the robot Randy nearly destroyed just hours before. The teen brought out his katana and charged into battle. Randy brought out a chain sickle and charged after him.
I had wrote this to replace the chapter where I finally introduced Pheonix, this goes with out saying, all rights go to disney as I do not own RC9GN.