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RC9GN x Reader

The Ninja

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Sorry for the messy lines, this is how I envision the new Ninja, just switch the right and left lenses. Any music recommendations are what I felt like fit, there will be NO songfic in this book, only songs that feel appropriate for the scene.

Randy sprinted through the halls, chasing after the screams of help.

"Someone get the Ninja!"

Randy skidded past the exit doors, giving a, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." As he slid to a stop. He bursted through the exit doors, catching his breath as he jogged up to his best friend. "Howard. Mask. Missing." Randy leaned on Howard's shoulder as he caught his breath. In front of Howard was a giant mechanical Tyrannosaurus, its eyes beaming red. Its stomach was clear, showing three students that had already been captured. In its mouth was Bucky, fearfully standing on the bottom jaw of the robot and shakily holding the top jaw. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Ninja!"

"Pretty sure someone found it, buddy." Howard pointed forward, causing Randy to look up.

Standing on the edge of the roof, the sun facing behind them, was a figure in a black suit that had purple accents instead of red. In their hands was a staff, with, what looked like, a spear at the end.

Randy gaped at the figure. He's been through a few close calls with his Ninja mask. A couple of Ninja replacement scares. I mean, who could forget Lucious O' Thunderpunch? But this? This was real. Someone stole his mask.

A loud bass thumped and echoed, shaking the floor with its beat. The Ninja began tapping their feet as a song played from who knows where.

(If you want to listen, the song I picture is Bangerang by Skrillex ft Sirah).

Once the base dropped, the Ninja jumped off the roof, flipping in the air and quickly plummeting to the ground. With a flick, the compartment that the Ninja had on their back opened and transformed into a large drone. The drone was purple, with purple LED lights coming from the rotors. As it idled in the air, the Ninja landed on the ground, staff behind them in what Howard liked to call a 'Super hero landing'.

The Ninja reached into their suit's hoodie (as Randy noticed this Ninja had a hoodie and not a scarf), and pulled out a purple and black Ninja stick. "Shelldon! Use this to hold the bot's mouth open!" The Ninja shouted at the drone. They tossed the stick in the air, the drone flew quickly and caught it. That voice, why didn't Randy recognize it?

"On it, Ninja!" The drone called in a surfer voice. Shelldon flew to the robot and extended the Ninja Stick to Bucky's height. It placed the stick in the robot's mouth and extended further, allowing Bucky to relax his arms. "Jump on, bro!" Shelldon shook his body side to side, gesturing for Bucky to hop on. Bucky nervously obeyed and jumped on. Shelldon quickly flew to the ground and unceremoniously dropped Bucky. "Nice to finally meet you, dude!"

"Shelldon!" The Ninja from the back of the robot.

"Sorry, bro." Shelldon apologized then raced over to his owner.

"I need you to get as many students as possible—" the Ninja dodge a tail swipe and rolled in between its legs to avoid its large feet, "out of that thing before I destroy it!"

"On it!" Shelldon's animated eyes gave the impression that he was smiling as he flew up. He faced the robot's struggling maw and let out a computerized gulp. "Uh, Ninja?"

"We could switch!" The Ninja said sarcastically as they got hit by the robot's swinging tail. They landed a few feet away, but quickly jumped up. They reached into their suit hood and pulled out three small balls. The Ninja tossed one at a time at the ground next to the robot.

"Look at him! He's not even attacking! Some Ninja." Randy said, butthurt. At that moment, the balls exploded, distracting the robot and causing it to move backwards away from the crowd and school.

Shelldon flew into the mouth of the robot and down into its stomach. He faced the stressed out teens inside with an upbeat attitude. "Hey, dudes! I'm here to rescue you!" Shelldon cheered.

Bash shoved his way to the front, "Me first!"

After a few seconds, Shelldon flew out with three people on his back. He dropped them next to Bucky and flew back over to the Ninja.

"Why is he so far now?" Randy asked.

"Maybe so he doesn't destroy the school?" Morgan asked, rolling her eyes from beside Randy, shocking the freshman.

"Good! I can't keep affording to repair it after every monster attack!" Principal Slimovitz added from behind Randy, scaring him again.

"Is this what you had to deal with?" Randy whispered to Howard.

"You have no clue." Howard muttered.

"All good, boss!" Shelldon cheered, attaching himself back onto the Ninja's back. Everything except the rotors disappeared, allowing the Ninja to fly into the air, as if they wore a jetpack (which they technically did).

The Ninja smirked as they flew above the robot. Gripping their staff in the middle, they twisted one hand to the right and one to the left. The spear at the end transformed into a large rocket, one of equal size manifesting at the other end of the staff facing the opposite direction. The rockets released harsh, purple blasts of fire, the staff spinning with the force.

"FIBONACCI!" The Ninja yelled, throwing the spinning staff at the robot. One end hit the robot's head and, after a small delay, flipped the robot three times from just the force of the rockets. The robot beast landed with a large cloud of smoke flying up and around the area. The staff came spinning back right before the cloud of dust reached the Ninja. With a flick of their wrist, the staff changed to a selfie stick, suddenly holding a purple phone. "Nailed it!" The Ninja said. With a quick flash of the camera, the dust fully covered the area.

Hushed whispers fluttered around, students coughed as the dust entered their lungs. All eyes were focused on where the robot once stood. Through the dust, the red eyes of the robot slowly dimmed.

"Look!" Bucky yelled, pointing at the robot.

Standing on the wreckage of the robotic beast, was the Ninja, their suit pulsing purple in time with their breathing. The staff next to them quickly shrunk to a quarter of its original form, now easier to hold.

There was a beat. Then two. Then...

"WHOOO!!"

"Ninja! Ninja! Ninja! Ninja!" The students and faculty cheered for the purple Ninja and their impressive feat...all except one.

"Ninja! Ninja! Nin—" Randy punched Howard's shoulder as he cheered, causing the shorter boy to wince. "Ow!" He whined.

"What the juice are you doing cheering for that guy?!" Randy whispered, pointing to the Ninja on the robot.

The Ninja smiled with their eyes and waved at the cheering students and faculty. With a flourishing bow, they inconspicuously dropped a purple smokebomb and disappeared. The only trace that they were there was the broken robotic beast.

Inside Randy's bag, the Nomicon pulsed. Its color began to cool into a purple. The book shook violently, twitching the bag. The pages flipped and fluttered, turning maliciously. The colored accents began to switch, flipping between red and purple.

"Nice job, Damien. I'm sure you think a giant T-Rex bot was a smart buy now, huh?" Judge growled at the rich businessman.

"I like what I like." Damien shrugged with a lazy smirk

Kranski rolled her eyes while she scrolled on her phone. A specific video caught her eye and she felt a smirk crawl onto her painted lips. "Judge," without waiting for a response, she shoved the phone in his face.

The Judge watched with confusion as the video was a shaky capture of the fight between the Ninja and the robotic Tyrannosaurus. "W-what am I looking at here?"

Kranski smirked, tucking her phone back into her purse, "Damien, can you get into contact with your old roommate?"

Damien smirked, "Oh he wasn't actually my..." realizing his words, he chuckled awkwardly, "never mind. It might be a little hard, Viceroy isn't the easiest person to contact since he started working for McFist." Damien revealed, checking his nails nonchalantly.

"Then find a way." Kranski said, rolling her eyes.

"What's this about, Kranski?" Judge asked, following her figure as she swayed out of the room.

"You were the one who wanted better inventions, Judge." Kranski sung.

Deep breath in...six, seven, eight.

Hold...three, four

Out...five, six

That was crazy. Why did you do that? You had an option! You should have made a clear Pro and Cons list then determined! We don't just jump into things! Oh but the tech...was nothing compared to how dangerous that was!

KNOCK KNOCK

With a gasp, (Y/n) unlocked and opened the Janitor's closet door slightly. Peering out, she saw a black book, like the one Randy had, but with purple accents. Pulling it in, she shut the door behind it. As soon as the light vanished from the room, the pages of the book flew open.

(Y/n) felt her consciousness fly inside the book. She flew towards the illustrated ground, soaring past mountains and in between trees. Seeing the ground get closer, (Y/n) adjusted her body and landed in a superhero pose. Flicking her head up, she looked cautiously at her surroundings. In front of her, a tree fell to the ground as if it was made of paper, which she assumed everything in here was.

In the place of the fallen tree was a man with a red and black ninja suit. He looked like he was real, but (Y/n) remained cautious.

"(Y/n) (L/n). You are the Ninja—"

"Up, upupupup." (Y/n) interrupted, holding up a finger, "I don't mean to be skeptical, but I have a few points to go over before you go into an arduous spiel about power." Out of thin air, a piece of paper and a quill appeared in (Y/n)'s hands, surprising the man in front of her, "I can't be the Ninja, so how is it possible that I am the Ninja?"

The man opened his mouth to reply—

"Question two—"

The man deflated.

"The Ninja's been present for 800 years, so why am I taking over—unless of course it's an every four years ritual in which a freshman takes on the role of the Ninja to protect the High School?"

The man blinked, then reopened his mouth.

"Question three is less of a question and more of a complaint...I can't be the Ninja. I-" the paper disappeared from (Y/n)'s hands, "I'm not brave enough, or-or strong enough. I'm an amalgamation of different pieces of technology. None of my strengths are my own - I have robotic help. How can I be a symbol of strength and bravery if my technology is my strength?" (Y/n) asked.

The man blinked, then smiled kindly, "(Y/n) (L/n). You are the Ninja." Behind the man, scenes from the past appeared in screens. There were moments of (Y/n) protecting Bucky from Bash, her little adventures solving her technology issues, her protecting her drone from the robot earlier. "Your strength at heart and your willingness to jump into battle regardless of the consequences to your body shows great resilience and intelligence. Every four years a new warrior is chosen to defeat the forces of evil. Both you and another student have been chosen, but he is in need of a...lesson, so I've chosen to enlist your help now, rather than later. You would have been asked later on in the year, however a danger lurks and is getting closer to showing its face." A sudden mist covered the man, and when it cleared he was gone.

CRASH

The room was covered with dark clouds, heavy rain and purple lightening. The lighting flashed brightly and spelled out the words, 'Intelligence is often taken advantage of.'

Like before, a screen appeared from within the clouds.

It was a video of Science class just a couple of minutes ago. Everyone had just chosen their partners, everyone except—

"Oh, good. Randy and Howard, you'll be joining (Y/n)." Mrs. Driscoll announced once she saw they the three were, in fact, without partners. "(Y/n) has the highest grade in the class, so even you two should get a decent grade." She chuckled.

"What?! But she's a shoob!" Howard moaned.

"A shoob with the highest grade in the class! Howard, we can use this!" Randy whispered, excitedly. Both of the friends grabbed their bags and walked to (Y/n) at the back of the class.

"I don't follow." Howard whispered.

"We'll act like total shoob's, say we don't know how to do the project, she'll get annoyed with us, do the project and — BOOM, automatic A." Randy smirked.

In another flash, the screens disappeared and the Ninja of Norrisville took his place. He had his classic black suit with red accents and wielded his classic katana. With a final flash, the mask was removed revealing Randy Cunningham.

Above Randy, the purple lightning formed into a different phrase as one stream lowered a Ninja mask with purple accents;

‘A lesson learned is a lesson taught.’

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