Disclaimer: Ninja Storm doesn't belong to me… if they did, they'd still be on the air! 

A/N: What happens to Hunter did happen to me a few years ago, just different situation.  With allergic reactions, some of the symptoms vary from person to person, so I just went with what happened to me. 

Chapter 1:  Stung

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon, and the three Wind ninjas sat at a picnic table in Blue Bay Harbor Park waiting on the two Thunder ninjas.  Near the table was a cooler, filled with soda, water and sports drinks since the group planned on a relaxing, fun afternoon away from Ninja Ops and hopefully, away from Lothor, Kelzacks and other assorted evil beings.

"Dude, this is so not cool!" Dustin sighed, swatting at the yellow jacket flying around his can of soda.

"Who invited them anyway?" Tori asked, holding hers in her hand with the other over the top.

"We're in their area," Shane answered, "Anyway, they're attracted to the sugars in your sodas."

When both Tori and Dustin looked at him curiously, Shane added, "I do pay attention in science."

"Couldn't we make our sodas less attractive?" Dustin asked, glaring at the insect hovering over his drink.

"Hey guys!" they heard a familiar voice call from a distance.

"Hunter!  Blake!" Tori called to the two Thunder ninjas who were jogging their way.

"You forgot this," Blake said when he and Hunter reached the table, lightly tossing the Frisbee in at Dustin.

"Oh, thanks man!" Dustin said after he caught it. 

Tori moved over a bit and made room for Blake, who quickly took the available seat next to her, putting her between himself and Dustin.  Hunter opted for the open seat next to Shane.

"Hey, bro, toss me a drink!" Hunter said when he saw Blake digging around in the cooler.

"Soda, water, or energy drink?" Blake asked.

"There should be a small bottle of orange juice buried at the bottom.  If you can find it, I'll take it."

"Jeez, bro, you buried it well," Blake said a minute later, producing the juice Hunter had asked for.

"I didn't want anyone to find it and drink it on me," Hunter grinned.

"Dude, these bugs are really annoying me," Dustin said, swatting a pair of yellow jackets away from his soda so he could drink it.

Hunter didn't see the insects land on the side of his juice, so when put his hand around it…

"Stupid son of a…" Hunter yelped, quickly pulling his hand to him, staring at his palm.  "Thing stung me!"

"You ok, bro?" Blake asked, standing, leaning over the table.

Hunter looked up at his brother, answering, "I think so.  Grab me some ice, huh?"

Blake took the navy blue bandana that he had around his wrist off and opened it to put ice in.  After bundling the ends together, he handed the ice pack to Shane, who passed over to Hunter.

"I think I have something for stings in my first aid kit somewhere in the van," Tori said, standing.

"I'll go with ya," Shane offered, also standing.

Blake also got up, but he just moved to where Shane was, sitting next to his brother. 

"Bro?" Blake said, a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"I don't feel so good," Hunter said weakly, leaning to the side and resting his head on Blake's shoulder.

Blake's eyes widened when he heard his brother's voice. 

"Has he been stung before?" Dustin asked, turned to observe Hunter.

"Not that I remember," Blake asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

"This isn't good," Hunter said, losing his fight to stay conscious.