Some of y'all might've noticed I finally drew a cover image. It sucks in my opinion. I put little pictures on their suits. Tara: snake; Asher: tree; Autumn: crescent moon; Zack: clock; Angel: sun (I also drew her angel necklace); Joy: giant water droplet; Jet: puffs of wind; Danny: avalanche. Also the twins are holding hands.

I didn't even hear them, coming the sucky ninja that I am. I guess I can't beat myself up this time, since Danny didn't either. It was just 2 little boys, brothers maybe. 'Shouldn't have been a problem, right? Wrong! We under-estimated them, and that was probably our downfall. They threw ping-pong balls at us. Ping-pong balls! One hit me in the eye.

As ninjas we'd been trained to handle all sorts of situations. Flying ping-pong balls was not one of them. I did a horrible job at blowing them away with my wind. Some of them hit Danny instead. Like I said, I'm a sucky ninja. I only completed the training course last year. My spinjitsu is still wobbly, and half the time my wind won't come.

You know how some kids have that seemingly perfect older sibling and everyone says, "Why can't you be more like him?" whenever you mess up? Danny was like that for me, even though we weren't really related. Danny completed that stupid training course a few months after he turned 6 and he's done "perfect" spinjitsu since he was 7. He can create building-toppling earthquakes (though he rarely does) and I resent him for it. Not for creating earthquakes, I mean for being so awesome. He's a natural born leader; I'm a natural born loser. (Except for drawing, maybe, but drawing never saved a life, now did it?)

When we (the Hence's, Danny, and I) had finally decided to leave, we had all packed a week's worth of food and clothes and a water bottle each. Danny had his phone as well. We had put a note on the fridge saying we were showing them around city and our reason for not bringing the twins was we thought they might get lost. We were ready. Then we saw the headlights of some car and the silhouettes of 4 people as they stepped out of it. I think I also saw someone else in the driver's seat.

"Hide!" I whisper-yelled.

Danny and I went for our favorite hiding spots, and the others ran into the hallway. I turned off the lights before hiding under the sofa, but Danny was somewhere in the kitchen. They came in and I heard someone mutter, "The idiots! The door wasn't even locked!"

"Maybe they didn't want another broken window," said another voice. Last time, the door had been locked, but they just broke a window to get in.

I felt like an idiot. The door had been locked, but I had just unlocked it when we had been about to leave. The new monastery didn't have half as many steps as the old one, but I'd had more than enough time to lock the door back. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Now the very caramel (A/N: yes, autocorrect, when I typed 'same' I meant 'caramel'.) people who took Autumn were here to do who-knows-what. From my spot under the couch all I could see were shoes. An adult pair of pink sneakers, 2 kid pairs of similar brown and black Skechers, an adult pair of dark green running shoes. Someone gently the door. (I could barely here it.)

"Let's split up," said a lady's voice, "Kenny, you get the youngest ninja in this house."

"Is that Terry or Ash?" asked a man's voice.

There's no one here named Terry or Ash, I thought.

"The girl's weaker, if not younger."

"Are you being sexist?" another voice asked.

"Why should you care, Mason?"

"'Cause Mason's got a crush, Mason's got a crush!" yelled another voice.

"Shh, Chris, you'll wake someone up!" she whispered.

"Yeah right," Chris said.

I guess someone hit him, because a second later I heard him say, "Ow!"

"Now, as I was saying, Kenny grabs Terry, I'll take care of any of the original with these-"

"You're gonna give 'em a shot? I mean, I hate shots as much as the next guy, but really?" Chris interrupted.

"It's poison, dummy!"

"If you've got poison,then why do ya need your knife?" Chris almost made me laugh a little.

I think she face-palmed, because I heard a slight slap and a sigh before she replied, "Just in case. And if anyone else interrupts me I'll put their head on a stick."

"You know, I think Mom, I mean Erin, wouldn't like that, now would she?" That was the voice of the one who thought the lady was being sexist, Mason, I think.

Chris laughed and said, "Nice one, bro."

"Chris, Mason, you can take on any of the kid ninja; do you two remember what you learned about them?"

"Donny, the new ninja of earth, is the oldest and very powerful-" Chris sounded bored.

"She didn't ask you to recite it, dirt-for-brains!" Mason did the interrupting this time.

They know us! Gosh, we're screwed! Maybe they even got our names wrong on purpose as some sort of code, I thought.

I felt stupid when I realized Terry and Ash were none other than the Walker twins, Tara and Asher. Wait a second! They're gonna kidnap Tara!

I didn't pay much attention while I was thinking all of that, because the next time I looked, no one was out there. I crawled out from under the couch and went to the kitchen to find Danny. It didn't take long, since his hiding spot under the sink was pretty obvious.

"Jay never fixed the leak down there," he commented as he dusted himself off.

I rolled my eyes and asked, "Did you hear them?"

"Some of it."

I explained what I had heard and some of my thoughts.

"So they think I'm Donny?"

"Yeah."

"I wonder what the others are. Angle, Jay, and Jack."

"If they used Jay wouldn't they get confused? And Angle is just two letters switched around."

"Come on! Get real; it's Lina, Day, Hat, and-" I recognized the voice of Chris from earlier. He was cut off by another boy (Mason, I assumed), covering his mouth.

"You idiot! We have to change their code names now."

"If you're gonna change them anyway, may I ask how you came up with those code names?"

Mason shrugged,"I don't know. Mom came up with them."

"Who's your mom?" Danny asked.

Mason smirked in a way that looked... familiar, "My mother Erin will destroy all ten of you. We'll bring you to your knees and make you beg for mercy. We'll-"

"-shut up now because you're boring all of us," Chris interrupted.

Something about Chris looked pretty familiar too. It took me a moment to realize that his red hair was the exact same shade as Joy's. Probably just a coincidence, right? Also, that smile of his reminded me of that ghost boy, what's-his-name? And when Mason smirked it reminded me of Zack. A bunch of other little things about the boys resembled things I'd seen in the Hence's. What the heck! Are they related? The more I looked at them, the more convinced I became of it. They looked similar enough to be siblings, but that didn't sound right. Maybe Erin (that was their mom's name, right?) was related to Joy's mom, whoever she was. Maybe their cousins. Somehow I was more O.K. with the idea of them being cousins than siblings. (That's another thing that, in my opinion, makes me a bad ninja. I tend to think a little too much sometimes. It's helpful when I need to brainstorm, though.)

It wasn't long after all that went through my head that Chris started pulling ping-pong balls out of his jacket.

"Here, Mason," he held two out in each hand. Instead of taking them, Mason stared at them until they started to move. The now-floating balls threw themselves at us.

"How are you doing that?" I asked, deflecting a ball with the flick of my wrist. This probably looked cooler if you ignore the fact that it hit Danny.

"Any child of Erin has mental powers. I'm only using it."

Just then I heard a girl screaming.

"Tara!" I yelled.

I don't know how I'm doing with this, because I haven't gotten a review since chapter 2. I really don't care much, since I write for fun.