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Succa watched the boy approach their ambush spot. At first glance, there was nothing extrordinary about him, but Succa knew better. His superiors had strongly warned him against underestimating the boy. They had insisted that he bring along six other Red ninjor.

The boy drew closer, and Succa gave one last check to the possition of his men. He could not see them, they were far too well trained for that, but he could sense them thanks to the mental link they all shared. He noted that many of them felt a strong disappointment about their target.

Two steps away from the spot, the boy paused. He took a long look around him as if searching for something. Then he reached down, picked up a small stone, and tossed it at the left canyon wall.

With the force of a bullet, the rock struck one of the Red ninjor. His cloaking field failed, and he fell to the ground, hurt but still conscious

Succa stared in disbelief. How had the boy seen his comrade. Then, to add to his horror, the boy spoke.

"You can all come out now." he said loudly. "Unless you want me to pick you off from here."

Succa shook his head to clear out the disbelief. This boy was good, but he was still no match for seven Red ninjor. he thought loudly through the link.

All the cloaking auras fell, and the others sprang from their positions to attack. The boy took a fighting stance. He seemed remarkably calm.

The first Red ninjor got to him and attacked with a high kick. The boy ducked underneath it and delivered a powerful punch to his mid section, sending the attacker back into the canyon wall.

The second and third tried to punch him at the same time. The boy turned the blows towards each other with his arms, and the two knocked each other out.

Succa got their next and tried a Flame Punch. The boy caught the attack in his hand, causing Succa's hand and wrist to break. He cried out in pain, and the boy tossed him aside.

He fell beside one of his fellow Red ninjor, the one that had been hit with a stone. "Succa," he gasped, "Is he using an illusion to hide his age?"

"I don't think so," Succa groaned. It was taking alot of energy to heal his hand. "We were warned not to underestimate him. Poison your sword." The last statement was an order.

The other ninjor complied, sliding the grey blade through a herb that left a faint green sap on the sword. Then he charged the boy.

To Succa's dismay, he saw that all the others were unconcious. His hand finally healed, he began to charge an energy blast to aid his comrade if neccesary.

The sword-wielding Red ninjor took a slash at the boy. One cut, Succa thought, no matter how small, and the boy would be finished. He ducked under the sword, but the Red ninjor kept slashing. "Stop dodging, coward, and fight back."

The boy caught the blade between his thumb and index finger, careful to avoid the poison. "Hassan Chop!" he cried, delivering a powerful karate chop to his opponent. The Red ninjor buckled under the attack and lost conciousness.

"No..." Succa gasped. "How is it possible?"

The boy walked over to Succa and lifted him by the collar.

"Who are you?" Succa asked in a trembling voice.

The boy slammed his fist into Succa's face and dropped him onto the ground. As darkness took the Red ninjor, he heard the boy answer.

"I am Caleb, the ultimate warroir of the Viper Dojo."

 

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Author's notes: So this Caleb guy of the Viper Dojo is some sort of super fighter. Was he always this way? Why were these "Red ninjor" trying to kill him? For that matter, what is a Red ninjor? Were the cloading fields made from machines or the ninjor themselves? Will there be any ripoffs from popular anime or one-on-one fighting games? Is the cannoe wood or aluminum? For the answers to all of these questions and more, you'll have to read the story.

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