Friday, January 26, 2007

Fists of the Night

Chapter 6

Rennie looked up at us from the floorboards of her pirate ship. Her sister helped her to stand up and in the background, we could hear the splashing tail and cries of “is she ok?” from Atalante. Rennie proceeded to tell us what Peri, the mystic of the Java Sea had told her. She then told us that Atalante could be trusted but not why. I was immediately suspicious and stole a glance over the railing of the ship. Atalante was there, swimming back and forth, waiting to be updated about the situation. One thing was clear after the ordeal; the crab shell of destiny could be found when Fists of the Night was found. The two were interconnected. Upon speaking in depth about our encounters with the disco ninja, we decided that he always seemed to appear when there were lots of glamorous people around. FoN seemed to like the bright lights and the big sounds of night clubs. Annie and I decided that it would be best to go to the best night club in the world to see if we could track him down. Nut and Ren checked their map and told us that the greatest night club in the world was located in, where else? Las Vegas, Nevada.

Nut and Ren dropped Annie and I off in San Francisco. We promised to keep in touch with the pirates and contact them using our matching rhinestone satellite phones as soon as we had more information. Annie and I then made our way to Las Vegas.

The pink pirates had told us that they had tracked the disco ninja’s dry cleaning bills to one particular club in Las Vegas called the Whippersnapper. As night fell, Annie and I planned our attack. We would go into the club, find a quiet corner and wait for FoN to arrive. We dressed in our sparkliest outfits and made our way to the Whippersnapper.

As the doors of the club swung open, Annie and I were met with the shock of a lifetime. Everyone in the room was dressed as the disco ninja. We were the only ones there without a Rhinestone Ninja Gi. I looked over my shoulder and caught the eye of the coat check girl. I asked her if there were some extra suits we could have and she told me that this was an exclusive party. Not only that, but we could only make it as far as the coat check because of the party. I frowned and tried to think of what to do while Annie started to look around for something – she seemed intrigued by the walls and ceiling of the lobby. She was looking intently at them and actually started to float up through the air at them! I looked up at Annie, stunned. She was floating and did not seem to notice. She glanced down at me and my stunned expression then continued to examine the ceiling. She came back down to the floor, grabbed my arm and walked me outside. Annie looked me right in the eye and told me something I never expected to hear.

Listen to me, she said, this is very important. Annie then told me the story of my childhood, which I had always had a hard time remembering – I had always pegged my amnesia on excessive drinking. She told me that I was the heir to the throne of my homeland and that Annie had been specially chosen and trained to protect me and the throne from evil. When I was 3 my parents had been killed and the kingdom overthrown by a rhinestone covered menace. Annie had made it her life’s mission to restore the throne and protect me.

Naturally, I was stunned by this. Standing outside an exclusive club filled with rhinestone covered ninjas. In downtown Las Vegas. I looked at Annie and swallowed hard. I asked her why she could float and what she was looking for in the ceiling at the Whippersnapper lobby. Annie said that as protector of the throne she was given amazing powers and one of them was the ability to fly. She told me that the ceiling of the club was covered in shells. Crab shells. Suddenly, Annie stiffened. Seconds later I could hear footsteps running towards us. I looked over Annie’s shoulder --- it was Fists of the Night!! Running towards us! I couldn’t move, so paralyzed with shock, and Annie took a breath and waited. The ninja stopped in front of us and stood there. He looked around quickly then said he needed to speak to us in a private setting. Annie immediately said no but I put my hand on her arm and told the disco ninja he could talk to us right there on the street. Then, to Annie’s and my utter amazement, he removed his mask. He told us that he was a pirate on the lookout for Fists of the Night as well and that his name was Salty. Salty Pepper. Salty had critical information for Annie and me and had been waiting at the Whippersnapper for us to arrive. I was cautious about the man, Annie even more so. Salty told us to meet him at the casino “Treasure Island” in one hour and turned to run off. Annie and I knew what we had to do…..

1 comment:

Stidmama said...

This is getting so exciting! Thanks for the new chapter!