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++ I knew I messed up the moment I opened my eyes; The ninjas are here. One on the telephone wire, another riding a + motorcycle, and the final one making more noise than he should from the roof of the bus. I glance around. Easy + targets galore. These kids won't know what hit them. I sink further into my seat, scanning around me one more time + just to be sure no one is looking before slipping on my hood. It's cool, understated even. The cowl dips just low + enough to hide the top half of my face, leaving only my mouth and chin exposed. The corner of my lips rise into a + smirk; It's game time. + + Before anyone notices, I slip out the window. I move quick. The element of surprise is my greatest advantage here. + My first strike is decisive. A katana flies from my hands. It threads the needle through the spokes of the + motorcycle's front wheel. In the next instant, the rider is catapulted forward over the handlebars. Even as my feet + land on the roof of the car next to the bus, I'm making my next move. A ball of electricity gathers in my hands + before shooting in a lightning bolt like arc towards the first ninja on the wires. His inhuman pace may allow him to + match the bus, but it's useless before my magic. Like a cartoon bird on a wire, his skeleton lights up from the + inside, and he starts to fall. Unfortunately for me, the last ninja now has time to react. He has the high ground, + but it doesn't matter. He leaps into a front flip, his sai extending in my direction. Deadly tools in the right + hands, and unluckily for him, they won't be in his much longer. As his right hand passes by I duck to the side while + grabbing his wrist. Then I extend my right hand to his chest and move my left foot in a semicircle, transferring his + moment through me while turning him around. His back slams into the roof of the car, and as it does, I collapse my + right elbow with all the momentum of the leap, striking my forearm into his throat. The impact releases his grip on + the weapon, and my left hand releases his wrist to catch it as it falls. I continue its motion, driving the sai down + towards his stomach, and as it goes towards his heart, he, just like the motorcycle and two ninjas before, burst + into a cloud of black smoke. + + A frown is visible beneath my cowl as I stand up on the roof of the car. Sai in hand, I quickly jump back into the + bus, and remove my cowl. + + The ninjas have been getting more and more audacious lately. Three operatives to take out a group of kids is + overkill, and they shouldn't know that I'm here; I've remained perfectly undercover. I suppose all the missing + ninjas have alerted them to something going wrong. I'll need to be even more careful not to let on go in the future. + These shadowy creatures work for purposes beyond my understanding. The only thing I can do is get stronger and + continue protecting the school bus from their advances. + + As I'm pondering this dilemma, the bus has arrived at the school. I look up and groan. It's going to be another long + day ahead. + + "Oi, Jamie, come on!" Shouts a young kid with brown hair and browner eyes. Spencer. + + I roll my eyes, "I'm comin' man, just wait a sec." Spencer is a good kid. He's not the brightest, but he's nice, and + I like that. Also he talks to me, which gets him bonus points. "Also, I told you I want to go by 'Jameson' now. It's + my real name anyway." + + "ehhhhhh, isn't that a bit too long? I like Jamie!" + + I roll my eyes, "Ugh, fine. You're so difficult." + + "Why do you keep rolling your eyes so much?" + + I roll my... + + I blush, "None of your business! It's just something more mature people do!" At least I see my parents do it a lot. + I don't expect Spencer to understand the nuances of a hero like me. If I could tell him about the ninjas he'd be so + jealous. + + "Hey, Spencer, did you know I've beat up a ninja before?" + + "Uhmmmm, duh. Hasn't everybody? They're always, like, the weakest ones in video games." + + I'm aghast. Ninjas? Weak? He must be taught before he gets hurt. + + While we're talking, Spencer and I make it just in time for class. + + "I don't know Jamie" insists Spencer as we walk through the door, "Ninjas don't even have magic. How can they match + up against a mage?" + + I open my mouth to refute, but Mrs. Kristal interrupts, "Jamie, Spencer. Sit down. We're about to start. You can + have your discussion after class." + + I want to talk back, but my mom would probably get mad at me if she heard about it, so I hold my tongue. Spencer + isn't so smart, "But Mrs. Kristal, Jamie thinks that ninjas are strong, when they're not even." + + I blush hard, but Mrs. Kristal just chuckles, "Well aren't they? They can be very sneaky, which is a strength too. + Be careful or they might just sneak up on you!" + + Spencer's head droops as he contemplates, "Sure, I guess they are!" Then he turns to me and says, "Jamie, why didn't + you mention that?" + + WHAT? Of course they're sneaky. That's their whole thing. Why would I even need to mention that?! + + "Now now, save it for later. Sit down." As I walk past Mrs. Kristal's desk, she speaks up again, "Jamie, what's that + in your bag?" + + "What," I say, confused. I loop my bag around to the front to get a better look, and I'm horrified. Poking out the + top of my bag is the sai, undissolved even after I took care of the ninjas on the bus ride this morning. +