Ninjas Are Awesome

(Current Timeline- October 2, 2016- Autumn/Fall- Monday- Sunny WIth Some Clouds- 12:00 p.m)

"Where is she?"

The Vice-Principal of CHS was seen all in her lonesome at the school's courtyard, near the marble stallion statue that harbored a mysterious magical alternative world. She appeared to have a worried expression on her face yet seem to have her arms crossed.

"She's late." Luna groaned in both annoyance and concern, tapping her right foot as her tolerance levels were dropping to single digits. She took momentary glances at the two former goons of Sunset were busy gathering the debris inside the school building.

She continuously checked her silver watch on her right wrist and began to pace back and forth in front of the school's marble horse statue with caution as to make sure she doesn't trip down on the crater. She impatiently waited for the redhead's arrival for her first day of debris clean up. The watch indicates that it was twelve in the afternoon exact. It has been exactly an hour since she started to wait yet the redhead's presence has not been acknowledged.

She wanted to call the girl but hesitated as she thought that the girl will immediately hang up if her voice was heard.

"Where the hell is that flame-headed kid?" She sighed, feeling anxious that she might have scared the girl into not coming after their last confrontation. "Ugh, I hope she's okay." She looked up at the sky.

With low grim tone, she took a nervous gulp and whispered to herself.

"I hope you didn't run away... or worse."

(An hour and thirty minutes ago- 10:30 a.m)

"Oh no, oh no, oh no." Sunset repeatedly shouted in panic as she quickly got out of the shower and now frantically searching for decent clothing in her drawer. Her eyes were a little bloodshot and her hair was a mess; still wet and fuzzy.

The fiery-haired girl forgot to set up her alarm on her phone, which was one of the worst mistakes she has made since today was her first day on cleaning the damaged debris of the school and redeeming herself in front of those she has wronged.

Although defeated, humiliated, emotional distressed, and injured Last Friday, she spent a decent fun night with her new friends, Bonnibel and Laura, as they were chatting about nothing for hours while they mended her wounds and sleeping on one large bed in Bonnibel's room, which she found rather strange yet comforting.

Unfortunately, she spent most of her weekend lingering at home, fearing that the CHS students were hunting her down to deliver their own punishment.

Her extreme high levels of paranoia, nightmares of her past mistakes, and fear of the inevitable have kept her awake for an entire Saturday and half a Sunday. She finally went into slumber when her body just told her that she had enough and forced Sunset to pass out on her bed.

The only reason she woke early in the morning was due to a few loud knocking noises that she heard on her apartment door. She thought it was either Bonnibel or Laura who came to carpool her to CHS. The girls made an agreement that they will take care of the redhead and escort her to CHS safely. That promise gave Sunset some heartwarming relief and joy as she had made two new friends who have her back.

Except right now, she felt like an ungrateful jerk for not keeping her part of the agreement by not waking up early and forcing her new friends waiting for what seems like minutes.

Her guilt increased as the knocking's noise levels progress louder and more aggressive every minute she didn't answer the door. She hastily brushed her hair, washed her face, put on the appropriate attire for heavy manual labor, and grabbed a piece of toast. Her work attire consists of a white tank top, blue jeans, black boots, and her signature (slightly tattered) black jacket.

She received a yellow construction hard hat from her new friend, Bonnibel, who for some reason had one lying around in her house.

After finishing devouring the toast, she quickly grabbed two apples for lunch while she proceeded to rush towards the door to greet her friend. She opened the door and...

"Ss-sorry, I'm late." She stuttered, her tone slightly muffled as she held an apple with her mouth. "I hope I didn't make you wait too lo-"

She attempted to show a smile to brighten her friend's mood and show that she apologize for her tardiness but soon lose it and formed a shocked expression as soon as she saw who was actually on the other side of the door.

The first figure her eyes met was a teenage boy, who had creamy white skin and slick back hair and golden yellow eyes and lips. He had an athlete's physique, most likely a runner's as seen from his well-built legs. From his right hand, he seemed to be holding a long metal stick that had a rubber-insulated grip and a few buttons. Sunset immediately identified it as his custom-built high voltage cattle prod that he dubbed 'Zeus'.

Behind him were two older-looking colossal teens whose faces can be barely seen above the door frame and their heads almost touch the hallway's ceiling. The boy and the goons wore expensive black business suits and black sunglasses; giving them the appearance of a high ranking politician and his bodyguards.

"Oh, good. We are on the right address." The boy said to his two goons with a delighted yet ominous tone. Lowering his glasses slightly to stare at Sunset with a threatening smile. "It was really hard to find you, you know that, right?"

"G-Griff, h-how did you f-find me?" Sunset stuttered. Her anxiety made her nerves quake as she knew what will happen to her next after confronting this boy named Griff.

The fiery-haired girl felt a sense of panic and paranoia as her mind started to make assumptions on the reasons why a boy that she has known for years after she arrived in the Human world would appear in front of her after the failed escapades on last week's Fall Formal. The only conclusion she could think of was that she will be kidnapped and toss into the angry CHS students to do... unspeakable things to her.

"No time." Griff instantly denied to answer her. With a swift snap of his fingers, he said with a confident tone. "Boys, bag and grab her."

A second after hearing the quick command from their leader, the two large goons immediately grabbed the girl's arms while the boy placed a sack on her head to conceal her sight and screams. Sunset didn't bother to put any sort of struggle as she knew that she was no match for the two goons' overwhelming strength.

Yet absolute fear had other plans as her body instinctively moved frantically to loosen the goons' hold on her.

As she tried to break free from their grasp, Sunset suddenly felt an intense jolt of electricity from her lower back, which later courses throughout her body. She knew that this was Griff's basic kidnapping technique; During the victim's struggle, he tases their backs with his cattle prod to stop their movements entirely.

Her mind gradually drifts into unconsciousness, her body went limp and got dragged to an unknown location.