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Chapter 3: The Temple, the Scroll, and the Sword

The large ninjutsu temple stood out prominently on the mountain side. The large columns and square roof made it look ancient yet powerful.

"Nice view, eh?" Luke asked, smiling broadly.

"I'd prefer it in the night." Michael detested, "Let's just go."

"Jees, Cool it man." Luke frowned

"You're not the best example of 'cooling off'!" Michael remarked coldly.

Suddenly the barking stopped and then a scream ripped the air. Then a 'Shhhiiiiiinnng.' sliced off the sound.

"Oh, it sounds like something's dying!" Michael exclaimed excitedly.

"Let's check it out!" Luke replied as the 3 of them (don't forget the ninja) rushed into the temple on Everfire's back.

"Stupid order form, I ordered a frogzard, not a puppy!" The high ninja mistress sighed.

"Do you always kill when you don't get what you ordered?" Luke asked.

"Yes!" Michael smiled.

"I wasn't talking to you." Luke hissed," I know that you're obsessed with death and all, but try and contain yourself."

"If you don't want that puppy corpse, can I have it to necromance?" Michael asked.

"Why do you want it?" The ninja lady questioned.

"I've always wanted a puppy." Michael said sympathetically with a tear in his eye. "An undead, evil, demon puppy. Besides, anything that's dead is good by my standards." He looked at Luke. "That's why I don't like you."

"This guy is sick and wrong." Luke whispered to the ninja woman, "I don't know him. Nope, never heard of him."

"Go crazy." said the ninja.

So Michael reanimated the puppy and named it Midnight. Suddenly, a strange figure with silver hair and blue robes entered the room. "Warlic?" Luke muttered, surprised.

"Warlic?" Michael enquired. "Who's Warlic?"

"Warlic is the legendary mage who lives in Battleon!" Luke stared at Michael. "He knows the most powerful spells for every element of all mages!"

"That's cool…….. I think."

Warlic pulled the head ninja over into a corner and whispered something quietly.

"Welcome to the ninjutsu temple." The ninja said calmly, stepping back over to them.. "We're sorry for the interruption. What can we do for you?"

Michael stepped forward and said darkly, "I have come here for training in the dark ways."

Luke then stepped forward and said brightly, "And I am here for research made by Flame Master and 'The True Dark Lord'.

Warlic then came toward them. His soft, silver hair danced in the gust that had just blown in.

"I believe you both need a little help. I hear you plan on overthrowing ……..him." Warlic's voice was grave and foreboding. He knew what he was talking about. "You will need power far beyond what you have to defeat him. But I believe I can help you."

Warlic unfolded his robe and took out two things: a sword and a scroll. The scroll was bright red and had a golden edging to it. The sword had a red tint and the hilt was spiked with a face carved into it.

"This is the pzcho blade," Warlic told them, pointing to the sword, "and this scroll is carrying a spell known as Solar Incinerator, the single most powerful fire spell known to mages. Luke, I will teach you the spell, but it will take a couple weeks to learn. Michael, I bestow on you this blade, for you will be its guardian. The ninjas will teach Michael their ways, and I will teach Luke mine."

"Ha-Ha, I get a cool sword and you only get a scroll." Michael joked.

"You want incineration, bub!" Luke remarked back angrily.

"Try me." Michael laughed. And so began a month of vigorous training.

2 weeks later…..

"Hah-hah, take this!" Michael smiled.

"Your skills are improving." The ninja he was training with said.

'CHOP'

"Aww man, this is the 3rd time this week. Oh well. –REANIMATE- "Michael frowned as the corpse rose out of the ground. "Midnight, come here. Get the pzcho blades sheathe." Michael stealthily put away the sword.

On the other side of the temple, Luke was training with Warlic. "All right. Solar Incinerator!" Luke exclaimed. Warlic held his hand above his head and merely aimed the easily stopped blaze of fire at a nearby tree.

"You're improving, but it's too easy to block. You can't go to the final exam just by using the Solar Incinerator this way."

"Final exam!"

"Final exam!" Michael questioned of the other side of the building.

"Yes." The (undead) ninja master replied, "You will have to fight your friend with only the pzcho blade…."

"only the Solar incinerator in just 2 weeks." Warlic told Luke on the other side of the dojo. Later that night, the two students met in front of the temple.

"Well, it looks like we'll have to fight." Michael said.

"You'll have the advantage, so it'll be unfair." Luke replied hotly.

"How!" Michael asked back, annoyed.

"First, you get a sword and I get a spell, so eventually I'll run out of MP eventually, and you won't. Second, if I kill you, you'll be dead permanently, while if you kill me you can just necromance me, so I'll be scared of killing you, but you won't be scared of killing me."

"and?"

"SO YOU'LL HAVE TWO BIG ADVANTAGES, AND I HAVE NONE! Idiot."

"Oh." Michael whispered, "Well, goodnight."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'GOODNIGHT'! DO YOU NOT CARE!" Luke screeched. But Michael had already hit the hay…

2 weeks later…

"Midnight, get the pzcho blade." Michael called. The ghostly pup retrieved the sword and placed it at its master's feet. "Let's go."

Meanwhile at the ninja battlegrounds…

"Where is he!" Luke exclaimed angrily as he paced the floor.

"He'll be here." Warlic lazed, "Patience is the key to the way of a ninja."

"I'm here!" a familiar voice came over the mountains. "I overslept. Come my bone soldiers!"

"Wait a minute, that's cheating!" Warlic stared at the moglin-eared dracomancer angrily.

"Aw man, I was going to have fun." Michael drooped as if he was a 5-year old who had just lost his toy.

"Anyway let's start already!" Luke exclaimed.

Who will win! Review, quickly before it's too late!

Until next time, Luigi777 and Admiral Kraken/Admiral Boo Boo/

German Necromancer, signing off.