Mac sat at his desk in his room. He had rolled to scroll out to reread the first phrase again.
Near lies the child of metal and ice.
Definitely having something to do with Zane. Mac wanted to ask headmaster Lloyd what it could mean but knew he would get into some serious trouble if he did. He couldn't talk to the two kids that made the bet with him. Mac had lied and said that he was almost caught when he went inside. If Mac had told the truth they would have probably laughed at him and tell the whole school about it, He didn't need another reason to be bullied.
Someone knocked on the door, Mac rolled the scroll back up and stuffed it into his desk's bottom drawer. He opened the door and smiled weakly at the white stranger. The cyborg loomed over him "Greetings boy," he said with a monotonous voice.
Mac looked behind the guy but nobody was there. He looked back at the guy "How did you know where I live?" He asked.
The stranger stepped forward "I just do. Now listen, whatever the old guy told you to do, DON'T do it and to make sure you do, I'll be watching you," he threatened.
Mac looked down at the floor "Yeah sure whatever," he said hastily.
The guy stepped back and walked away. Mac closed the door and sat back at his desk. He stared at the wood and thought of what to do.
The idea hit him so hard he almost knocked his chair back.
Mac stood inside the museum at midnight, in plain sight for anyone to see. Zane was set to a shut down like mode so the guy would believe that all cameras were off and Zane was shut down.
Mac was sitting cross legged on the floor, zoning out. Then he heard the only other sound in the museum. Someone was crawling through the vent.
Mac stood up and waved as the white stranger appeared into view. "I knew it," they growled.
Mac smirked "So you gonna come down or should I come up?" He asked. The temperature dropped suddenly. All the cases fogged over and both People could see their breaths.
"Game on!" The guy shouted.
Mac sat at his desk in his room. He had rolled to scroll out to reread the first phrase again.
Near lies the child of metal and ice.
Definitely having something to do with Zane. Mac wanted to ask headmaster Lloyd what it could mean but knew he would get into some serious trouble if he did. He couldn't talk to the two kids that made the bet with him. Mac had lied and said that he was almost caught when he went inside. If Mac had told the truth they would have probably laughed at him and tell the whole school about it, He didn't need another reason to be bullied.
Someone knocked on the door, Mac rolled the scroll back up and stuffed it into his desk's bottom drawer. He opened the door and smiled weakly at the white stranger. The cyborg loomed over him "Greetings boy," he said with a monotonous voice. Mac looked behind the guy but nobody was there. He looked back at the guy "How did you know where I live?" He asked. The stranger stepped forward "I just do. Now listen, whatever the old guy told you to do, DON'T do it and to make sure you do, I'll be watching you," he threatened.
Mac looked down at the floor "Yeah sure whatever," he said hastily. The guy stepped back and walked away. Mac closed the door and sat back at his desk. He stared at the wood and thought of what to do.
The idea hit him so hard he almost knocked his chair back.
Mac stood inside the museum at midnight, in plain sight for anyone to see. Zane was set to a shut down like mode so the guy would believe that all cameras were off and Zane was shut down.
Mac was sitting cross legged on the floor, zoning out. Then he heard the only other sound in the museum. Someone was crawling through the vent.
Mac stood up and waved as the white stranger appeared into view. "I knew it," they growled.
Mac smirked "So you gonna catch me or should I come up?" He asked. The temperature dropped suddenly. All the cases fogged over and both People could see their breaths. "Game on!" The guy shouted.
Mac didn't know what to say next, instead he was nearly hit with a snowball to the face. He dodged quickly and almost got hit by a second one. Mac took off running as the guy aimed and missed with each snowball. A frustrated yell and running told Mac that his plan was working. Just a few more ste- he slowed down when a snowball had stuck his back. So close, So Close! Mac stopped at the Ninja history, right in front of Two famous ghosts! And waited. The guy came in the room, it's temperature dropping harshly and fogged the glass case, some ice grew on Zane's body. The cyborg stopped and huffed at Mac, his red eye glowing brightly while his hazel eye held a deadly anger. The smaller teen looked at Zane's body abd waited. 'Come on move!' He thought. It remained still, dead as a doorknob. The cyborg stepped closer, a low whine coming from his right are as the temperature dropped more. Mac started to shiver. He kept watching the titanium robot for any movement, then he saw it. The slightest twitch from it's hand. Slowly Zane's body came to life but the eyes remained dark. He started forwards, creeping up to the cyborg looming over Mac. Mac smirked "You're out," he said. The guy turned but just too late. Zane's body grabbed him and held him tightly "WHAT THE?" The cyborg said in confusion. He struggled kicking and fighting but the robot held strong. Mac stood and smiled "I'm not a dumb kid, I can handle myself just fine," he stated. Lights started flashing outside, the stranger glared at Mac, He quickly froze Zane's body and freed himself. Then ran back to his vent.
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The Ninja Prophecy [Undergoing Editing]
FanfictionA few decades into the future most of the ninjas have passed on. Now comes along a small boy, great grandson of Morro. He's on a journey to find the Ninjas grandchildren as well to help defeat a new evil.