CHAPTER 10- Bam. Chapter 10. I am loving this fic!

Rachealninja10: I know. I'm seriously expecting it.

SariSpy56: Well, you should probably pick it up. (:

Guest: Um….911? Red Cross? I don't know who to call in that kind of situation…

Living Encyclopedia: Yes, we're all well aware. Lol

Blossom3345: Well, he's not angr-no, scratch that. He's probably very angry. (:

CupidsLover: Getting? Man, I've got to work on my suspense skills…I've told you I love your pic, right?

DarkinUnderground: I LOVE VICEROY! As I'm sure EVERYONE knows by now.

I don't own Randy Cunningham. Blargh. Ninja Camp coming out soon…I've already watched it online though. (:

"One less thing to worry about," Viceroy muttered as McFist amped up the electricity.

GENERAL POV

Randy watched the man to the left of him struggle to control his screams, and he quickly squinted at the ground. "Howard. Geez, Howard, answer me now."

Howard responded almost immediately. "Randy? What's wrong? You know, besides the usual."

"McFist shoved Viceroy in the torture chamber with me."

There was silence for a moment as Howard processed this. "Wait, you mean like, he's torturing Viceroy?"

"Yeah."

"Why?! I thought they were partners or whatever!" Howard said in disbelief.

Randy sighed softly, keeping a sharp eye on Viceroy. "McFist thinks that if he tortures Viceroy, he'll get me to crack. But dude, Viceroy told me to ignore him. He wants you to call his wife and tell her to get out of the city."

"He wants me to what?"

"I know. Dude, you've got to do it. You heard from Viceroy what McFist will do to them."

"I don't know his number!"

Randy muttered a curse under his breath and looked over at Viceroy, who was panting heavily. The electricity had momentarily stopped, and Randy glanced up and over at McFist. "Why'd you stop?" he asked out of pure curiosity.

McFist smirked. "I knew you'd react to it eventually."

Randy shrugged as best he could. "Well, no, not really. It was just kind of…kind of funny," he said, detesting the taste of the untrue words in his mouth.

"Thanks ever so much, Ninja," Viceroy growled, doing his best to uphold his part.

McFist growled in rage and punched the electricity buttons for both of them in annoyance.

As the electricity rocketed up Randy's spine, he managed to gasp out, "Number. Phone number," in a quiet enough tone so that McFist wouldn't hear.

Viceroy managed to look over at Randy, his teeth gritted in pain. McFist had obviously amped up the voltage even further. Viceroy wasn't sure how the ninja had stood it. Maybe it was that suit.

"842-3769," he said, just as quietly. (If that's someone's actual number, then sorry! It works…and if it is your number, that is so cool)

Randy rapidly told Howard the number, trying to keep conscious, and something dawned on him. "That spells Viceroy," he muttered.

Viceroy let out a small snort, and then a sharp scream. Randy whipped his head around and winced. The man had just as much electricity running up and down his legs as Randy, only the boy knew that it must be ten times worse for Viceroy because he didn't have a ninja suit, which absorbed a lot of the pain.

McFist gave a sound of discontent and slammed his hand down on the microphone, switching of the electricity. "Maybe I'll just leave you in here. See how you like that," he shouted at them.

Randy opened his mouth to say something, but Viceroy quickly cut him off. "No! God, McFist, don't leave me here!"

Catching on to what he was doing, Randy yelped, "Yeah! Please, I hate the dark! I can't be left in here!"

To make it more convincing, the boy started bawling. Viceroy looked at him in slight surprise. Man, that kid could win a Grammy!

McFist smirked, hit a lever, and the entire room went pitch black. "See how you like that," the man snarled.

The sound of a door closing rang through the room and Viceroy sighed. "You can stop crying, Ninja. That was pretty good."

The man went silent, and then suddenly realized that the boy actually was crying. "Hey…Ninja, come on. At least he's leaving us alone for a while," the man said softly, feeling terrible sympathy for the boy.

The ninja hiccupped. "That's not it, Viceroy. My ribs are broken, and that electricity…it doesn't help at all."

Willem winced. "I'm so sorry, kid," he said softly.

There was utter silence for a moment, and then the ninja whispered so softly that Viceroy had to strain his ears to hear the words he said.

"Randy. My name's Randy."

Howard paced the early morning light filled living room, listening to the phone ring in his ear. Heidi sat tiredly on the couch, watching her brother in concern.

Finally, finally, someone picked up the other line.

"Hello?" came a groggy voice.

"Hi, is this Mrs. Viceroy?"

Howard felt weird calling someone that, considering he always referred to Viceroy as if that were his first name, but he had no other option.

The voice immediately woke up. "Yes. Who's this?"

"Listen, ma'am, you don't know me. Um, my name is Howard, and I got word from your husband."

"Willem?" said the woman nervously. "What's wrong with him?"

Howard winced. "I'm not sure, ma'am, but he told me to tell you that he needs you to get out of this city now. Take your kids with you."

The woman gave a small sob and Howard grimaced, looking to Heidi for help. The girl quickly put the phone on speaker, speaking softly.

"Miss? My name is Heidi, Howard's sister. How should we refer to you?"

The woman gave a sigh. "My name's Alice. Kids, do you know what's wrong with my husband? I do know what he does for a living, if that's the reason you're not telling me."

Howard and Heidi glanced at each other. "Alice," Heidi said softly, "you're husband and McFist managed to capture the ninja. But, Viceroy felt so badly that he started interfering with McFist's torture process."

The woman groaned. "Oh Willem. He always was soft. Just wanted people to appreciate his inventions."

Howard nodded. "We understand. However, McFist…well, he kind of added your husband to the torture room. Viceroy's afraid that McFist is going to come after you, so he wants you to get out of the city."

Alice sighed. "He knew this was going to happen. I thank you kids for calling me. Can I keep your number? That way you can somehow let Willem know when I'm safe."

Her voice was so anxious that the siblings automatically responded, "Yes, of course."

They gave Alice Randy's home phone number and hung up as the woman started waking her kids up.

Howard slumped back in his chair with a gulp. "That is one of the hardest things I've ever done."

Heidi rubbed his shoulder gently. "It'll be ok, Howard. We'll get Randy and Viceroy out. Based on what's going on, he doesn't sound so bad."

Howard gave a thin smile. "He's tons better than McFist, that's for sure."

"I could have guessed that," Heidi muttered.

The siblings sat in silence for a moment. Howard kept glancing over at his sister, until finally Heidi sighed in exasperation. "What is it, Howard?"

Howard hesitated, chewing on his lower lip. "Do you like Randy?"

Heidi blinked in surprise and turned to look at her brother. "What? Of course! I don't want anything to happen to him!"

Howard shook his head, shifting his position on the couch. "No, Heidi. I…I mean, do you like him?"

Heidi's eyes widened ever so slightly and she looked down at the carpet, which was how Howard knew he was right. "Heidi," he said softly, putting a hand on his sister's shoulder.

Heidi glanced up at him with a thin smile. "Go ahead. Make fun of me. Call me names. Tell me it's gross."

She looked away again and Howard frowned. "I mean…yeah, it's kind of gross…he is my best friend. But Heidi, it's not like I actually care."

Heidi's eyebrows shot up and she turned back to her brother in surprise. "Huh?"

Howard shrugged. "I figured it out like, eight hours ago. At first I was really creeped out, but I got over it. You know, mostly."

Heidi shook her head slowly, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. "I don't understand. Why?"

The boy rubbed his neck. "I figured-and this is a little far-fetched, mind you- but I figured that if Randy liked you back that…well, it would be good for my sister not to be with some jerky schoob."

A grin spread across Heidi's face and she lightly noogied her brother's head. "Aw, thanks Howard. That means a lot."

Howard rolled his eyes and ducked out of his sister's grasp. "Yeah, yeah. But if he doesn't like you, you've got to get over him, ok?"

Heidi nodded, fiddling with the hair tie she had wrapped around her wrist. "I know. I've already thought about that. Man, I can't believe you're not more freaked out about this."

Howard shrugged, leaning back on the couch and kicking his feet up onto the coffee table. "Believe me, on the inside, I'm screaming."

Heidi looked over at him with an amused smile. "So what do we do now?"

Howard glanced briefly at his watch. "Well, it's almost five in the morning. We should probably put our plan into action, because I'm not getting any more sleep until we get Viceroy and Randy out of there."

Heidi nodded. "I know what you mean. Should we wake up Mrs. Cunningham?"

The younger of the two pondered this for a minute before shaking his head. "No. I hate to say it, but she would probably change her mind and want to come with us. Plus, someone needs to stay here in case Viceroy's wife calls back."

Heidi sighed. "I know. I was thinking the same thing. We need to at least leave her a note."

Howard pulled a piece of paper and pen from the coffee table and quickly jotted down a note to the woman, depicting where they had gone, and their thanks to her for letting them stay over.

He set it down on the table and then turned to his backpack. "Ok, so obviously we bring the Nomicon, and some food and a change of clothes for Randy. Uh…first aid kit…anything else you can think of, Heidi?"

Heidi turned to her backpack and pulled out a roll of duct tape. Howard raised an eyebrow and Heidi smiled. "You never know. Duct tape can fix anything."

Howard shrugged and tossed it into the bag, zipping up the sac and handing it to Heidi, who looked at it with a raised eyebrow.

Howard sighed. "Come on, Heidi. We both know that I'm big enough on my own. As much as I hate to say it, you'll be able to sneak around better with that than I could."

Heidi rolled her eyes and slid the straps over her shoulders. "So how do we get to Randy? I mean, we have a blueprint of the building, but that doesn't help with security measures."

Howard frowned, tapping his chin in thought as the two moved towards the door. "Well…let me ask Randy, to see what he knows."

The boy shut his eyes for a moment, and then gasped, his eyes flying open, his hand grasping the doorknob so tightly that it almost fell off the door.

"Howard?" Heidi said in concern. "What's wrong?"

Howard gulped and looked up at his sister. "Randy. He told Viceroy…he told him that he's the ninja."

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I've got to stop blowing your minds. I'll never get any reviews….

And I hate the italicize button on this dumb thing...I have to go through and make everything normal again.