Chapter 4-An Old Friend

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own RC9GN, but I do own Rachelle Kang, Hila Howler, Fire-Breathing Wolf, and Seven-Tailed Cat. :3

Katsumi's POV

This place is really weird and a bit frightening, but I guess I can deal with it.

On the intercom a cheerful voice said, "Attention students! The event this Friday will be…um…well…ah…uh…let me think…a dance…I guess."

"Bash…don't even think about it." Rachelle warned Bash who was right behind her.

I sent her a mental message, "You don't want him to get stanked do you?"

"It depends." She whispered scratching her chin.

Randy and Theresa smiled at each other and I knew what was happening.

I didn't have to read their minds to know what they were thinking.

I saw Howard and Debbie make eye contact, but looked away.

Randy started to break the awkward silence, "So…Theresa can-"

Theresa interrupted him, again, "I go out with you?"

"Debbie, I know that I can be a shoob sometimes, but actually um, can I…um, what Theresa said?" Howard slowly said rubbing his hands together.

"Sure. I was actually thinking about asking all of you guys to go." Debbie replied.

All of the Ninja's backpacks started to glow their own colors very brightly and quickly.

"I have to go to the bathroom!" All of them shouted at the same time rushing to the bathroom.

Kasai and I started to follow.

Inside the Nomicon

Randy's POV

All eleven of us tumbled down on to the ground while I expertly stayed on my toes.

The building looked familiar.

I read the sign, "The Forbidden Knowledge of the Shadow Warrior. Oh my Ninja Howard! Remember the Halloweenja at last Halloween to spookify the garage?"

"Oh yeah I remembered that! Those bear costumes and hugging were really weird." Howard chuckled.

Everyone stared at us like we were crazy.

"Long story." Howard said.

I asked, "Why the juice would you bring us here? It says forbidden and I haven't asked you for anything yet."

Howard said, "Oh, now you say it is forbidden after you went there!"

The words 'forbidden' and 'shadow warrior' vanished changing it to "The Knowledge of the First Ninja."

I was still disoriented.

We began to walk inside in the dark to investigate with me leading the way.

Then a black figure jumped down scaring the juice out of us except Rachelle who just stood there.

"Ahh!" I took out my Ninja Katana.

The shadow spoke, "Hi Randy. It has been a while since the last time I met you and Howard."

"Huh? Who are you exactly? Who is Randy and Howard? I don't know them." I lied rubbing behind my neck.

The voice sounded familiar. It belonged to a male's voice.

"Ha-ha, you don't have to hide from me."

The lights went on and there in front of me was the First Ninja.

I chuckled putting my Katana away, "Ha-ha, I totally didn't try to attack you. Why are you here?"

The First Ninja replied, "I have always been here. Let me take you to a flashback of the year 1213 when you and Howard traveled back in time. We will start in the part when we dropped the Sorcerer into the deep earth."

Flashback in Old Norrisville

About 800 years ago in the year 1213, the First Ninja reached out his hand holding onto the wrist of his Arch-Nemesis, the Sorcerer above a bottomless pit, his prison to keep him away from causing more destruction to the town, Norrisville. The Sorcerer used all of his energy left to blast one last stank ball against the Ninja's chest, except it was red instead of green. When the First Ninja opened his hand, the Sorcerer fell down and down and down landing onto the hard floor of rock. Around him was countless pipes. He seemed to be in the middle of all the pipes around the city. He yelled angrily in defeat staring at the Tengu Ball sealing the hole, "NINJA!"

The First Ninja and his companion who was the only person knowing his identity, Plop Plop, said their goodbyes to the 2013 Ninja, Randy Cunningham and his companion, Howard Weinerman who stepped back into the porta potty time machine. The two began to walk back to his house until he felt sharp pain suddenly strike his chest. "Ahh!" He tumbled down and took off his mask letting the fabric separate and inside the mask. "The pain! It is too unbearable!" He groaned once more. "What is it Nomi?!" Plop Plop cried with worry. "It is where the Sorcerer shot me before he fell to his doom. I think it might be-AAAHHH!"

This type of red stank is a very deadly stank. You know how regular green stank turns vulnerable students in the present of the Norrisville High into monsters? Well this kind carries a curse and you have to wait about 800 years for it to wear off. It was slowly growing around inside of the Ninja's body. Plop Plop tried to help. "Maybe the suit will help you with the pain." Slipping on the mask, he began to shrink into the size of a square forming a thick black book with red markings. Sound familiar? The first Ninja of 1213 has transformed into the Nomicon.

Plop Plop gasped in despair. He carefully and quickly hugged it against his chest and began a run to his friend's house to see if his Ninja family can help. When Plop reached there, he found eight books lying around the building. "Oh no…" He groaned. "Maybe I can try to open it." He peeked at the pages and realized it was blank. Suddenly, a blinding flash of light shot to his eyes pulling his soul inside the book. "Argh!" When he stumbled onto some Ninja dojo a scroll fell before his toes. He picked it up and it read, "My dear friend, the Sorcerer has created a curse to me and my close relatives. The red stank was a powerful strike that brings a curse turning anybody to anything. I can be a Ninja no more. It appears to me that I have stopped aging. I shall be a NinjaNomicon to teach students to become Ninjas so the knowledge would always be alive and this town will always be in safe hands. Take my mask, you will be the second Ninja. Then take my sister's and brother's masks to make another Norisu Nine." Nine wooden boxes appeared before his eyes. Each with their own color. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Light Blue, Violet, Pink, Grey, and White. On the wooden floor carved, "A redninjamustoptwisely and trust the consistent." Plop Plop felt so sorry for his ally and his family. He felt so useless, but he must be the next Red Ninja. For his friend, for his family, and for Norrisville.

End of Flashback

"Sniff. That is so sad…" Rachel and Theresa began to shed a tear.

"I feel so sorry for you." Morgan quietly said which was a surprise because she seems to never have any feelings.

I asked, "So when I showed you the Nomicon, I was actually showing you, you as a Nomicon?"

The First Ninja nodded, "Yes that is true. I have not told anyone this in 800 years until now. I kept that secret from all the past Ninjas because they couldn't do anything to wear off the curse if they knew by hiding my knowledge inside here so it will not fade. Now I can make a fake me inside of my book form."

I then wondered about something else, "I thought you were a female when you turned into human."

"No, the curse is slowly decreasing and the only way for me to become human is to use the bodies of the two nearest humans like I told you before. I was female because I wanted to see how it feels like."

"So that time when McFist and Viceroy almost opened you and the Sorcerer almost blasted me with red stank was actually the same stank that carries a curse?!" I freaked out.

He nodded in agreement.

I couldn't believe my ears.

I almost become a who knows what!

Then remembered to ask a question that has never been answered, "What is your name?"

"Norisu. Nomi Norisu." Nomi said.

"Oh. So we were right of calling you that." Julian said.

"So you said in the flashback that the curse wears off in 800 years. It has already been 800 years."

"Yes, it is decreasing slowly. For once in my life I must ask, will you please help me?"