A/N: Hey Guys! Sorry, for late update but m life is pretty hectic. Anyway there is a very important Author's Note at the bottom of the chapter so please check that once you're done reading.

~The world lies in the hands of those who have the courage to dream, and take the risks of living out their dreams.~

"Hey! Let go of me!"

Blackstar turned around hearing the high-pitched screech. Her piercing blue eyes under her black mask widened in horror seeing a Black Warrior tie a rope around both of Kim's ankles he let go of the rope letting Kim go flying like a ragdoll in the air of the Gym. Blood started to rush to the bottom of the blonde's head her skin was no longer white but the color of a tomato. The most humiliating part of it all for Kim was that she was wearing her cheer skirt and it flipped downwards, showing off her navy, blue Seaford Killer Whales spandex short shorts.

Blackstar heard wolf whistles go off behind her. She rolled her blue eyes saying to herself, "Even in the time of total death guys still can be complete perverts."

"Rox—I mean Blackstar! Dragon, kick! At two o'clock!"

Blackstar cocked an eyebrow. "Wait…that's Jack." Before, turning around catching the Warrior's foot. She smirked at the Warrior before, flipping him.

Jack then ran past her she quickly grabbed his wrist before he could go any farther. She spun him around so he could face her. His chocolate brown eyes were wide awake, his brown locks were soaked with sweat and so was his undershirt.

"What-what are you doing?" Blackstar questioned him still gripping his wrist.

Jack rolled his eyes. "Roxy, I'm getting a pedicure." He said his voice dripping with sarcasm. "what does it look like I'm doing?"

She let go of his wrist. "I'm sorry, Jack. I just don't think you should fight. They almost killed you last time." Blackstar answered, her hero-complex kicking in.

Jack sighed running his hand through his sweaty locks. "Look, Roxy I know you like to fight your own battles, but honestly you've been saving my butt for how many years now?"

Roxy smiled as he went on. "Look, I'm just giving back and anyway as much as I hate to admit it. I have a huge hero-complex."

He then leaned in whispering into her ear, "By the way, don't tell Kim or well anyone I ever admitted that to you alright."

Roxy nodded. "Yeah, you better go save your girlfriend she's turning purple."

Jack's expression then changed from cool and collected to frantic, he then ran off in the direction of Kim.

Suddenly, the blonde felt a hard blow to her rib cage and was slammed into the Gym floor. She looked up clutching her side to another unknown Black Warrior.

She sighed. "I should've seen this coming."

The Black Warrior said nothing but picked her up throwing her over his shoulder as if she was a rag doll and threw her to the other side of the Gym. She flew through the hair and as she came closer to the landing she caught the floor with her hands doing a quick handstand before flipping back onto her feet. She cocked an eyebrow suddenly suspicious by the fact there were no more Black Warriors to be found.

"Hey! Blackstar!" A male voice yelled.

The blonde fighter whipped her head around to find Thrash standing in front of her, his arms crossed over his chest.

"You know...I'll have Spider there put your little friend down if you reveal to this whole Gym who you are."

Blackstar looked at the teenagers all sitting in the bleachers looking scared out of their minds, and looked right back at Thrash.

She then looked out in the sea of students finding Jake and the rest of the guys all contemplating on what to do.

That's when it came to her, "Jerry! Check the doors and get everyone out of here! Eddie! Call the Cops!"

A sad expression crossed Jake's face as well as the rest of the guys faces. They said nothing but looked down at the floor as if they were ashamed.

Thrash let out a big laugh. Blackstar looked at the evil laughing ninja confusion filling her piercing blue eyes. "Oh...Blackstar, he laughed out there's no point the doors are guarded and locked and we've had the Seaford Police Station down since this morning. We've been planning this day forever. Now, come on tell all your little friends the loser you really are unless you would like the blondie to fall to her death?"

Blackstar rolled her eyes, "Funny, knowing you I thought you would just take her as your prisoner and sleep with her."

Thrash laughed, "Nah...I'm saving that for you."

"Ugh! You bastard!" Blackstar yelled dragon kicking him in the face sending him to the floor.

She watched Thrash slowly get up from the Gym floor wiping some blood off his lip. "You know you should really pay more attention to your surroundings."

Blackstar cocked an eyebrow confusion coming over, "What's that suppose to mean?"

Thrash laughed, "Why don't you turn around?"

Blackstar slowly whipped around, the confusion quickly leaving her face at the sight before her. All of her friends, Jack, Milton, Eddie, Jerry and Jake were on their knees a ninja each were holding them back from escaping there grips. Jack was trying to fight their grip but he was struggling more than anything, pain expressed throughout his whole face.

'Click'

"Click",that sound...sounded like someone loading bullets into a gun. She then spun around again, her eyes going wide in disbelief watching Thrash lift his arm, aiming a gun her friends' way.

Blackstar took a step back not believing this sight. She knew the Black Warriors grew up believing in giving no one mercy and fighting to the death, but she knew the number one strictest rule of the art of the Black Warriors is to never use a weapon like a gun. Thrash could get kicked out for even having one in his hand.

'Why is he doing this?''Why does he even have a gun?''Where did he even get one?'

These were the questions that raced through Blackstar's mind her blue eyes still staring at the weapon in the ninja's hand in disbelief.

"Hey! Blackstar!" Thrash spat knocking her out of her thoughts. "You either go after the blondie up there and save her." He said pointing towards the ceiling where Kim was dangling from the rope by her ankles and an unknown Warrior was position to cut the rope. "Or you can somehow save your friends, but either way one of them is gonna die today or maybe more." He drawled out his voice sounding cocky and evil. Blackstar looked into his brown eyes trying to see if what he was saying was true or if this was just some way to scare her. She couldn't seem to see any form of trickery expressed in his eyes though.

She sighed and closed her eyes before opening them again and moving toward the group of teenagers to stand in front of them. She put on a fierce look.

"If you're gonna shoot anyone shoot me."

"What!" The Wasabi Warriors and rest of the teenagers that filled the Gym screamed in pure shock.

Thrash even seemed a little surprised 'cause his hand started to shake.

"You heard me. Shoot me." Blackstar stated like it was nothing said; as if she was telling him to go and take out the trash.

Thrash just stood there though his hand still shaking, no response no movement made.

This started to irritate Blackstar as minutes went by and he still made no response.

"C'mon Thrash! You had no problem whipping me when I lived in the Black Warrior household! You had no problem making me strip down naked when I was eleven and locking me a Jake's room; where Jake would find me curled up in a ball crying, butt-naked forsakes! You had no problem almost raping me! So why the hell can't you shoot me?" Blackstar screamed the confessions surprising everyone in the Gym.

Thrash yelled finally retaliating toward the blonde, "You don't get it do you?"

"No, I guess I don't." Blackstar replied folding her arms across her chest, cocking an eyebrow as she tapped her foot impatiently waiting for him to go.

"You don't die! You never die! You should be freak'in dead! You're a freak'in fourteen year old girl who's 5'1, 85 pounds and you have survived things I would instantly die from! It's insane! But I guess 'Father'never told you..." Thrash yelled out but slowly became quieter as he said his last words.

Roxy scrunched her eyebrows, "'Father', never told me what?"

Thrash ignored the question, "So, what are you going to do now Blackstar? Save the blondie or these losers."

Blackstar raised her eyebrows. "Actually, I was thinking..." she trailed off before kicking the gun out of his hand and did a black flip catching the weapon as she landed on her feet pointing the gun now at Thrash. "We could do it this way instead." she said finishing her sentence she had started.

Thrash laughed, "You know I figured who would play a move like that."

Suddenly, about fifteen other ninja's fell from the ceiling landing on the Gym floor all guns in their hands pointing at her and her friends. Blackstar piercing eyes widened in horror. Either way it seemed like someone was going to die today she just hope it would be her instead of her friends and the rest of the kids of Seaford High.

Everyone gasped watching Blackstar drop the weapon and put her hands up in surrender. "What do you want? I'll do anything to keep these kids safe and away from your hands." Blackstar stated her blue eyes sincere.

She could just imagine a smirk slowly forming on Thrash's face by the amused expression dancing around his orbs.

"I'll-I'll...even sleep with you if that's what it takes, Thrash."

"NO!"

Everyone looked toward the yell to find Jake fighting the ninja's death grip.

Tears rolled down his cheeks. "Don't do it Blackstar...Please..."

Blackstar just looked away not being able to stand to see the look on his face.

"So, what will it be?" she asked her voice shaking.

Thrash smiled underneath his mask. "Like I said before, tell them all. Everyone. Who you are. Take off your mask or let your friends face their deaths."

"No! Don't do it!" Jack yelled still struggling to get out of the ninjas death grip. "I bet he's bluffing!"

Blackstar turned around to face the brunette. He stopped struggling to catch his breath and looked her way their eyes connecting.

His eyes weren't sparkling though, like they usually did, they seemed exhausted and well defeated. Blackstar knew if she didn't pull off her mask soon Jack would be dead they all would. Jack is not the type of kid who deserves to die this way…well no one really does.

"Don't do it!" He yelled again. "Blackstar is the only thing you have left of who you are! Don't give it up for us!" His chocolate brown eyes were burning into her soul.

Blackstar just shook her head and Jack stopped fighting back knowing the decision she made and knowing it was final. She looked away from the brunette and looked around the entire Gym, she could see her classmates already had their camera phones out ready to record what everyone has been asking for weeks and put it on YouTube...most likely.

Blackstar sighed, before bowing her head to untie the mask she then pulled the hair tie that was holding up a perfect messy bun out of her hair and let her long blonde waves fall. She then flipped her hair as she looked up at everyone in the Gym.

All the students were gaping in shock as they finished the recording the video of Blackstar and are now taking a million pictures. Blackstar shook her head at the crowd of rowdy teenagers ignoring the fact that she just sort of saved their lives and there showing the world who she really is. She turned to the right finding Kim standing in front of her. The blonde cheerleader looked mad but shocked and relieved all at the sametime. They just stood there in an awkward silence not knowing what to say they felt a presence of people circle them but neither of them had any attention to see who it was they just stood there staring at each other.

"You know I don't blame you if you're mad at me. I would be too." Roxy spoke up looking at the blonde.

Roxy expected Kim to start screaming at her in her Southern Accent, but instead she felt arms being wrapped around her petite body. She was surprised but hugged the blonde back a smile spreading across her face. Once, they parted Kim spoke, "I was for like the first few minutes after you took your mask off, but then I figured it was your secret."

Roxy smiled and nodded. "Yeah, but look Jack sort of walked in on me one night when I was training in the Dojo and so I just spilled the beans. And ever since he's just been helping me train when no one's around and if Eddie somehow is in his mess to but I have no idea how?"

Kim cocked an eyebrow, "Eddie, knew too? Well, I'm sorry for bring such a bitch about it. You were right the only reason I cared so much was because I was jealous of Jack being with you more than me. I'm sorry.

Roxy smiled, "Its' okay I get it trust me. How'd you get out of the rope anyway?"

"Oh…the ninja cut the rope anyway when you revealed yourself and well let's just say I'm so glad I had seven years of gymnastics." Kim laughed at the end.

They both then looked around to find themselves not only surrounded by their friends but the entire student body because they all want to suddenly be Roxy's best friends.

Right, when Roxy was about to ask where the Black Warriors went; the Gym suddenly went completely black. Everyone started to scream and curse. Roxy felt around for Kim or one of her friends but ended up getting knocked over she fell on the ground hitting her head really hard. She tried to get up but her head started to spin and before she knew what happened she blacked out.

IMPORTANT A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!=) Anyway, I really need help with one of my other Kickin' It Fanfics. It's called, "Playing Hard." It's a three-shot I published the first two chapters and I need one more chapter to finish it and I have no clue how. If you guys could please go to my profile and read, "Playing Hard" it would mean a lot to me! Readers on here really love it and I really want to finish it for them. Don't forget to review! Oh and I just finished updating, "What is Love…Really"? And also messaged me today on Fictionpress asking me to join their site, I guess one of their members had recommended me. I did join their site. I f any of you have a Tumblr I do and I follow back! My Tumblr is: playing-my-6-strings-to-destiny.

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