The rangers all arrived to Ninja Opts. Everyone stared at Shane. He was
limping and it looked like he was going to be getting a black eye.
"What the heck happened to you?" Cam asked. Shane looked at his friends. He wasn't about to tell them that a girl who was shorter then him had caused all this.
"Uh, these...Huge thugs where mugging a poor little old lady, and I tried to help her, and got jumped myself." Shane lied.
"Wow, are you OK?" Tori asked. Shane nodded. He looked at Cam.
"Is something wrong? Our communicators went off." Cam sighed.
"Sorry, stupid glitch in the system. I'm in the middle of fixing it." He said.
"So you're saying I bailed on Larissa and Summer, probably making them think I'm crazy, for nothing?" Tori asked.
"Who's Summer and Larissa?" Cam and Shane asked.
"These girls who just moved to town." Dustin said. "Summer's working at Storm Chargers, you should come by tomorrow afternoon, she starts then. You can meet her."
"Right, well, since there's no trouble, I think I'm going to go home and, well, die." Shane winced as he left Ninja Opts.
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Hunter stood on a cliff by the beach, staring at the sky. He sat down on the ground, thinking about his days at the Thunder Academy with Blake and the other students. All the other students became friends to Blake and Hunter after their parents were killed. All, except one, Hunter remembered. There was one guy at the school who never spoke, always kept his face covered with the hood of the ninja uniform. He and Hunter always had a silence competition going on between them.
~~Hunter soared through the sky after the student flipped him over with just one foot. Hunter fell on his back and spun around, glaring up at the student as he stood up, dusting himself off with ease. He turned to leave. Hunter jumped to his feet. He may have been just twelve, but he still had his pride, and he wasn't going to let someone walk away from a fight. He launched himself at the student, tackling them to the ground. The student grunted as the two fell. Hunter's fist slammed against his face. The student kneed him in the stomach, throwing Hunter off. The student sat up and wiped his hand across his nose, which was now bleeding. The student glared at Hunter. He got up and then left.~~
That had been the last time Hunter had seen him. He remembered asking Sensei Oramo about the student. Sensei simply looked at him and said that the boy's family called for him to be sent home.
Hunter had no idea why he was remembering the student now. It had been almost six years since the day the student left the academy. So why was Hunter suddenly remembering the guy?
"Hey." Came a voice. Hunter turned his head to see Summer standing behind him.
"Oh..Hi.." He said.
"You ok? You look kinda, I dunno, spaced out." Summer said. Hunter looked at her and managed to form a sentence.
"Ya, sorry. I'm good." He told her. Summer smiled.
"Mind if I join you?" She asked. Hunter nodded. Summer looked at him. "Is that a yes, I can, or yes, you mind?" She asked. Hunter smiled.
"Yes, you can." He said. Summer smiled and sat down next to him.
"Thanks. Mind if I ask what you were thinking about?" Summer asked. Hunter sighed and looked off into the distance. Summer looked down. "Sorry." She said. "I have this habit of overstepping boundaries. I mean, I just met you a few hours ago, and I'm being so nosey." Hunter looked at her.
"No, it's OK." He said. "I just really don't know what I'm thinking about." He said.
"Like, one of those everything and anything moments?" Summer asked.
"Yeah."
"I understand." She said. "I have them too. Different for each person though." Summer told him. Hunter looked at her.
"What do you think about during those moments?" He asked her. Summer twiddled with her fingers slightly before mumbling her answer. "my parents." Hunter looked at her quizically. "I'm sorry I didn't get that." He told her. Summer sighed.
"During those everything moments, I think about my mom and dad." She said a little louder.
"Oh." He said. "Where are they?" He asked. Summer looked down.
"I'm not sure." She sighed. She looked up. "I'm not too religious, so I don't really know where a person goes after they die. Although, physically they are in a cemetery in New York." She said. Hunter stared at her.
"Oh..Man, I'm so sorry." He said. Summer shook her head.
"It's OK." She said, offering a smile. The two were silent for a while. Hunter looked at her.
"My parents died too." He said. Summer looked at him. "Well, my real parents..I don't know anything about them..But, I was adopted...And my adopted parents, were killed when I was eight years old." He said.
"I was eleven." Summer said softly.
"Guess we have something in common." Hunter almost whispered. Summer nodded.
"Ya, guess so." Summer said, looking down. She took a deep breath. "I miss them." She whispered. "I see little girls with their mommies and daddies and I can't help envy that." She said.
"I know what you mean. Blake and I see these guys with their dads, doing what sons and dads do, and we feel insanely jealous." He sighed. Summer looked at him.
"Blake's parents passed away too?" She asked.
"Blake's my adopted brother." Hunter said.
"Oh."
"Ya, he's my best friend. If anything ever happened to him, I don't know what I'd do." Hunter told her. Summer nodded.
"Guess we never really think that were gonna lose a family member, or loved one until it really happens." She replied sadly, a single tear rolling down her cheek. Hunter looked at her. He reached over and gently wiped the tear away. Summer looked at him, feeling his hand against her cheek. Their eyes locked. Both were filled with the same sense with familiarity again. Summer looked away.
"Uh, I better go." She said softly, pushing herself to her feet. "I'll see you tomorrow at work." She smiled as she walked away. Hunter stared after Summer's retreating form. There was something about her that seemed so familiar...but he wasn't sure what it was. No matter. He'd get to know her better soon enough.
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Joey tried unpacking some of the kitchen appliances. She winced a bit. Larissa looked at her.
"What's wrong?" She asked. Joey looked at her.
"Nothing." She sighed. She tried picking up the food processor from the box and hissed in pain and clutched her stomach.
"Doesn't sound like nothing." Larissa sighed. She went up to Joey and took her arm. She led her to one of the kitchen chairs and made her sit down. Larissa caught sight of discoloration under Joey's shirt. She lifted Joey's shirt up a bit and saw a large bruise forming on Joey's abs. "What the hell happened?" Larissa asked, worried. Joey sighed.
"Got in a fight." She said.
"Again? Jesus Joey, we've been here not even three days and your already trying to get yourself into a whole lotta trouble. Are you crazy or something? Do you go looking for fights?" Larissa scolded. Joey rolled her eyes.
"Hey that ass called me 'Skyla'. And I asked him if he always wandered around through the forest calling out people's names, and we got into a fight." Joey replied. Larissa shook her head disapprovingly.
"Only you Joey, only you." She sighed. She looked at her. "So, do I need to ask how the other guy is?" She asked.
"I kicked the jewels, punched the face, and punched the eye." Joey grinned.
"Lordy, brutal much?" Larissa said.
"Naw, he just got the normal treatment." Joey replied. Larissa stared at her.
"You are not normal. I think I feel sorry for the guy." She said. Joey looked at her.
"Hey! He hit a girl for cripes sake! What was I supposed to do? Stand there and cry?"
"And no doubt, you hit him first?" Larissa asked. Joey looked away.
"Maybe." Joey muttered. Larissa gave a bitter laugh.
"Wow, I'm psychic." Larissa muttered. She blinked a few times. Joey looked at her.
"Lar-" She said.
"Look, I'm really tired of being the little trainer of my little pit bull. You act like you're my big sister, well, act like it. Set an example for me or something." She sighed.
"You don't need an example. You're the most normal of all of us."
"Yeah, don't I know it." Larissa said. "I mean hell, Summer has some hot guy drooling all over her, she almost got herself killed yesterday and she drives like a maniac. Then of course there's you Joey. You pick fights with any random people that seems to piss you off that didn't even talk to you! And then of course there's me. The youngest most innocent of you all. I can't do any damage cause I know my freakin boundries with the rest of the world. For you and Summer it's "all for me and me for all", screw the rest of the world!!!" Larissa yelled. She turned around and stormed up the stairs and slammed her bedroom door locking it. Joey sat in the chair, speechless.
"What have I done?" She asked quietly. The front door opened as Summer came in. She saw Joey sitting alone, and instantly knew something was wrong.
"OK, what'd I miss?" Summer asked, walking into the kitchen. Joey sighed and got up, wincing a bit.
"I got into a fight with some guy, per usual, and Lar's mad at me..or us...I'm not quite sure. And now, I'm going to bed." She said. She looked at Summer. "Heard you got a job."
"Yeah. Should I go talk to Ris?" Summer asked. Joey shook her head.
"She needs time alone." Joey said. "We can try in the morning."
"OK. I'll try in the morning. Feel better Jo...nite" Summer replied. She watched Joey go up to her room. Summer went to her own room.
"What the heck happened to you?" Cam asked. Shane looked at his friends. He wasn't about to tell them that a girl who was shorter then him had caused all this.
"Uh, these...Huge thugs where mugging a poor little old lady, and I tried to help her, and got jumped myself." Shane lied.
"Wow, are you OK?" Tori asked. Shane nodded. He looked at Cam.
"Is something wrong? Our communicators went off." Cam sighed.
"Sorry, stupid glitch in the system. I'm in the middle of fixing it." He said.
"So you're saying I bailed on Larissa and Summer, probably making them think I'm crazy, for nothing?" Tori asked.
"Who's Summer and Larissa?" Cam and Shane asked.
"These girls who just moved to town." Dustin said. "Summer's working at Storm Chargers, you should come by tomorrow afternoon, she starts then. You can meet her."
"Right, well, since there's no trouble, I think I'm going to go home and, well, die." Shane winced as he left Ninja Opts.
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Hunter stood on a cliff by the beach, staring at the sky. He sat down on the ground, thinking about his days at the Thunder Academy with Blake and the other students. All the other students became friends to Blake and Hunter after their parents were killed. All, except one, Hunter remembered. There was one guy at the school who never spoke, always kept his face covered with the hood of the ninja uniform. He and Hunter always had a silence competition going on between them.
~~Hunter soared through the sky after the student flipped him over with just one foot. Hunter fell on his back and spun around, glaring up at the student as he stood up, dusting himself off with ease. He turned to leave. Hunter jumped to his feet. He may have been just twelve, but he still had his pride, and he wasn't going to let someone walk away from a fight. He launched himself at the student, tackling them to the ground. The student grunted as the two fell. Hunter's fist slammed against his face. The student kneed him in the stomach, throwing Hunter off. The student sat up and wiped his hand across his nose, which was now bleeding. The student glared at Hunter. He got up and then left.~~
That had been the last time Hunter had seen him. He remembered asking Sensei Oramo about the student. Sensei simply looked at him and said that the boy's family called for him to be sent home.
Hunter had no idea why he was remembering the student now. It had been almost six years since the day the student left the academy. So why was Hunter suddenly remembering the guy?
"Hey." Came a voice. Hunter turned his head to see Summer standing behind him.
"Oh..Hi.." He said.
"You ok? You look kinda, I dunno, spaced out." Summer said. Hunter looked at her and managed to form a sentence.
"Ya, sorry. I'm good." He told her. Summer smiled.
"Mind if I join you?" She asked. Hunter nodded. Summer looked at him. "Is that a yes, I can, or yes, you mind?" She asked. Hunter smiled.
"Yes, you can." He said. Summer smiled and sat down next to him.
"Thanks. Mind if I ask what you were thinking about?" Summer asked. Hunter sighed and looked off into the distance. Summer looked down. "Sorry." She said. "I have this habit of overstepping boundaries. I mean, I just met you a few hours ago, and I'm being so nosey." Hunter looked at her.
"No, it's OK." He said. "I just really don't know what I'm thinking about." He said.
"Like, one of those everything and anything moments?" Summer asked.
"Yeah."
"I understand." She said. "I have them too. Different for each person though." Summer told him. Hunter looked at her.
"What do you think about during those moments?" He asked her. Summer twiddled with her fingers slightly before mumbling her answer. "my parents." Hunter looked at her quizically. "I'm sorry I didn't get that." He told her. Summer sighed.
"During those everything moments, I think about my mom and dad." She said a little louder.
"Oh." He said. "Where are they?" He asked. Summer looked down.
"I'm not sure." She sighed. She looked up. "I'm not too religious, so I don't really know where a person goes after they die. Although, physically they are in a cemetery in New York." She said. Hunter stared at her.
"Oh..Man, I'm so sorry." He said. Summer shook her head.
"It's OK." She said, offering a smile. The two were silent for a while. Hunter looked at her.
"My parents died too." He said. Summer looked at him. "Well, my real parents..I don't know anything about them..But, I was adopted...And my adopted parents, were killed when I was eight years old." He said.
"I was eleven." Summer said softly.
"Guess we have something in common." Hunter almost whispered. Summer nodded.
"Ya, guess so." Summer said, looking down. She took a deep breath. "I miss them." She whispered. "I see little girls with their mommies and daddies and I can't help envy that." She said.
"I know what you mean. Blake and I see these guys with their dads, doing what sons and dads do, and we feel insanely jealous." He sighed. Summer looked at him.
"Blake's parents passed away too?" She asked.
"Blake's my adopted brother." Hunter said.
"Oh."
"Ya, he's my best friend. If anything ever happened to him, I don't know what I'd do." Hunter told her. Summer nodded.
"Guess we never really think that were gonna lose a family member, or loved one until it really happens." She replied sadly, a single tear rolling down her cheek. Hunter looked at her. He reached over and gently wiped the tear away. Summer looked at him, feeling his hand against her cheek. Their eyes locked. Both were filled with the same sense with familiarity again. Summer looked away.
"Uh, I better go." She said softly, pushing herself to her feet. "I'll see you tomorrow at work." She smiled as she walked away. Hunter stared after Summer's retreating form. There was something about her that seemed so familiar...but he wasn't sure what it was. No matter. He'd get to know her better soon enough.
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Joey tried unpacking some of the kitchen appliances. She winced a bit. Larissa looked at her.
"What's wrong?" She asked. Joey looked at her.
"Nothing." She sighed. She tried picking up the food processor from the box and hissed in pain and clutched her stomach.
"Doesn't sound like nothing." Larissa sighed. She went up to Joey and took her arm. She led her to one of the kitchen chairs and made her sit down. Larissa caught sight of discoloration under Joey's shirt. She lifted Joey's shirt up a bit and saw a large bruise forming on Joey's abs. "What the hell happened?" Larissa asked, worried. Joey sighed.
"Got in a fight." She said.
"Again? Jesus Joey, we've been here not even three days and your already trying to get yourself into a whole lotta trouble. Are you crazy or something? Do you go looking for fights?" Larissa scolded. Joey rolled her eyes.
"Hey that ass called me 'Skyla'. And I asked him if he always wandered around through the forest calling out people's names, and we got into a fight." Joey replied. Larissa shook her head disapprovingly.
"Only you Joey, only you." She sighed. She looked at her. "So, do I need to ask how the other guy is?" She asked.
"I kicked the jewels, punched the face, and punched the eye." Joey grinned.
"Lordy, brutal much?" Larissa said.
"Naw, he just got the normal treatment." Joey replied. Larissa stared at her.
"You are not normal. I think I feel sorry for the guy." She said. Joey looked at her.
"Hey! He hit a girl for cripes sake! What was I supposed to do? Stand there and cry?"
"And no doubt, you hit him first?" Larissa asked. Joey looked away.
"Maybe." Joey muttered. Larissa gave a bitter laugh.
"Wow, I'm psychic." Larissa muttered. She blinked a few times. Joey looked at her.
"Lar-" She said.
"Look, I'm really tired of being the little trainer of my little pit bull. You act like you're my big sister, well, act like it. Set an example for me or something." She sighed.
"You don't need an example. You're the most normal of all of us."
"Yeah, don't I know it." Larissa said. "I mean hell, Summer has some hot guy drooling all over her, she almost got herself killed yesterday and she drives like a maniac. Then of course there's you Joey. You pick fights with any random people that seems to piss you off that didn't even talk to you! And then of course there's me. The youngest most innocent of you all. I can't do any damage cause I know my freakin boundries with the rest of the world. For you and Summer it's "all for me and me for all", screw the rest of the world!!!" Larissa yelled. She turned around and stormed up the stairs and slammed her bedroom door locking it. Joey sat in the chair, speechless.
"What have I done?" She asked quietly. The front door opened as Summer came in. She saw Joey sitting alone, and instantly knew something was wrong.
"OK, what'd I miss?" Summer asked, walking into the kitchen. Joey sighed and got up, wincing a bit.
"I got into a fight with some guy, per usual, and Lar's mad at me..or us...I'm not quite sure. And now, I'm going to bed." She said. She looked at Summer. "Heard you got a job."
"Yeah. Should I go talk to Ris?" Summer asked. Joey shook her head.
"She needs time alone." Joey said. "We can try in the morning."
"OK. I'll try in the morning. Feel better Jo...nite" Summer replied. She watched Joey go up to her room. Summer went to her own room.