Psycho's POV
Once our weapon's had been chosen, we were given ninja outfits, they were like a status symbol or something, I went up to the man who was handing them out and asked
"Do they come in different colours?
"...What?"
"The outfits, what colours do they come in?"
"Erm...what colour did you have in mind?"
"...Do you have a white one? They seem to be the style around here..." It turns out they only came in black or white, eventually we all decided to go with white, so that if we WERE confronted by our enemies, they wouldn't be able to tell us apart!
"Right erm...what now?" I asked
"You must head to the dojo to begin training" He said, pointing to the building behind us, we walked inside and there were several other ninjas training with each-other, half of them were doing hand-to-hand while the other half were training with weapons. We went up to the front of the room, where on of the elder ninjas seemed to be waiting for us.
"You are here to begin your training?" He asked
"Yes, where to we start?" Said Vince, at this point everybody else had stopped training and was looking towards us
"To prove yourselves worthy of learning our sacred methods, you must first prove mind over matter and walk across burning coals" He then stepped aside and reveal a pit of burning embers that was at least three metres long
"...I'm sorry, what?" I asked
"You must walk across the coals, begin!"
"No no no no no, just hang on a minute...why are we walking across the coals?"
"You must prove mind over matter!"
"Mind over matter? Ninjas are meant to be wise! What kind of person, wise or daft would walk across a pit of hot coals?"
"Erm..."
"No seriously, what can anyone possibly gain from learning to walks on hot coals?"
"...You can resist pain?"
"That's rubbish! Why would you burn yourself on hot coals just to get across them? That's why they invented shoes!"
"Every ninja must do this!" He argued, but wasn't finished yet
"So your telling me that in order to become a wise ninja, I must be stupid and walk on fire?"
"Yes, every ninja has completed this task!"
"Have YOU done it?"
"YES!"
"And has it ever come in handy?"
"...Erm...well..."
"Has it?"
"...Yes!"
"Your lying aren't you?"
"...Yes, yes I am" He then hung his head in shame
"Well excuse me mate, but one of the main attributes of a ninja is to be wise, and as a wise person, I'm going to walk ROUND the pit of fire!" Everybody was looking at us as if we were mad, but nobody was stopping us, so we carries on regardless
"Are you insane?" Snapped Vince
"These are the guys training us to be ninjas, we have to show respect!"
"If they keep telling me to walk through fire, I'll treat them with the same amount of respect I have for Grandad!"
"...You HATE Grandad!"
"I also hate walking through fire!" The ninja then ran up to us saying
"Hey wait! You HAVE to do it!"
"I came here to learn skills that will come in handy in later life, how will walking on fire come in handy?"
"...What if...your stuck in a burning building, and the floor is on fire?"
"We've already invented a protection from that, it's called shoes!"
"...What if your were taking a shower or something while it happened and you were barefoot?"
"The bathroom is full of water! I'd just put the fire out!"
"...Okay fine, but next time your stuck in a burning building, don't come running to me!"
"No likely mate!"
After that training finally began, we went over to the training room where all the other students were, nobody seemed to pay that much attention to us, I think it was partly because of just what happened, but mainly because all the other student were watching a fight.
It looked like the trainer was sparring with one of the students or something...the taller one, who I presumed to be the trainer, was using a katana and was against a smaller person, probably the student, who was using a couple of nun-chucks.
The trainer kept trying to hack at him with the sword, while the student blocked the attacks with his nun-chucks
"This method of teaching seems a bit...intense..." Said Vince
"They've been training ninjas this way for centuries! It's worked pretty well so far!" Replied Dante.
The student swung one of his nun-chucks around the trainer's sword, and pulled it out of his hands. The trainer, now with no weapon, bowed to the student, and the fight was over.
"...He's good!" I whispered to Vince, pointing to the student as he stepped out of the arena...the student then took off HER mask and showed her face, she had long, light brown hair, blue eyes and had a pair of black framed glasses.
"Oh, it's a she!" I said
"Well, girls can be ninjas too you know!" Replied Dante
"I never said they couldn't!" I retaliated, I mean I wasn't being sexist or anything, it's just that in the movies, all the ninjas were usually men.
As she left she arena, she noticed us and came over
"Hi, you new here?" Se asked
"Yes actually, we arrived about twenty minutes ago!"
"Nice...I'm Claire by the way!"
"I'm Psycho, this is Vince and Dante!
"Cool...so what are you training to be a ninja for?"
"My Grandad got kidnapped by some other ninjas after amputating my arm and I don't know why!"
"Oh, so your going to save him?"
"No, Vince is! I'm just here because he's scared of being on his own!"
"Hehehe!"
"...I was being serious..."
"...Oh..."
Apart from the awkward introduction, we got along pretty well, the trainer taught us and the other students some basic defence moves, then called for an audience
"I have been informed that we have some new students among us...now the lesson is over, I will spar with each of them in turn, so they may prove their might" Basically he was going to fight some beginner trainees who barely knew how to defend themselves...I turned to Claire and asked
"Is this normal? It seems a bit extreme!"
"This guy...he's kind of a jerk, he throws you in the deep end and see how long it takes to break you..." She replied, sneering at him
"...What are they teaching people here?"
"How to be a ninja and attack people!"
"...That explains the strange test of entry..." The trainer then called me forward into the arena, I began to walk towards him, but Claire grabbed my arm and whispered
"...Just be careful out there, this guy doesn't hold back! Your best chance is to be quick and dodge, don't block!"
"Don't worry about him...he's harbour folk!" Declared Vince, I then stepped into the arena and faced the trainer
"Are you ready?" he asked, taking his battle stance
"...Erm...yes..."
"The let us begin!" He then took out his katana and started slashing it through the air, doing fancy tricks with it like throwing it up with one hand and catching it with the other...he seemed pretty quick, I didn't think I'd be much of a match for him...so I decided to improvise.
He started to walk towards me, I decided to do what I had to do now while I still had the chance! I reached into my outfit and grabbed my revolver, I then whipped it out and shot him in the foot! All the students watching gasped and jumped back a few feet while the trainer fell to his knees and started screaming in pain.
"Bloody hell!" I heard Vince say, I then re-loaded and shot him in the other foot
"AAAAAARGH! STOP! PLEASE STOP"
"Now hand over yo wallet!"
"WHAT?"
"GIVE ME YOUR WALLET, GODAMMIT!" He then reached into his back pocket and threw me a brown leather wallet, I leant down and picked it up, still aiming the gun at him
"Now dance!"
"Huh?"
"DANCE!"
"I'M IN PAIN! I CAN'T"
"WITH THE POWER OF HELL COMMAND YOU TO DANCE ON FORFEIT OF YOUR LIFE!" I screamed, at this point, Vince ran into the arena and dragged me off
"I'm SO sorry about him! It's not his fault! He has a metal illness of some kind" He babbled, but I'm not quite sure if anyone heard him over my screams of
"I WILL END YOU! I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN UNTIL YOUR LAST DYING BREATH! BY GOD, I WILL END YOU!" Vince and Dante then dragged me to the back of the room while everyone else attended to the bleeding ninja.
"What the hell were you doing?" Yelled Vince
"he made the first move, therefore it was self defence and I cannot be held responsible!"
"You just mugged him!"
"It was revenge!" I replied, Dante then turned to Vince and said
"Nice cover up though, the mental health thing!"
"...No, he actually DOES have a mental illness..."
"...Really?...What's he got?"
"We're not quite sure, it's kind of a...madness...traumatised insanity kind of thing..."
"...Dude...what the hell happened to him?"
"He out surfing in some rough weather, he got caught in a rip current, got dragged out to some dangerous water and...he just hasn't been the same since..." Vince then turned back to me and said
"...Hang on...have you been smoking?"
"Only my pipe..."
"Halucagenic drugs aren't helping your brain, Psycho!"
"He's trying to expose us, Banana! Destroy him!"
Ninja 1: This student is insane! he shot Dave in the foot, stole his wallet and forced him to dance!
Ninja 2: That's crazy!
Ninja 1: What's more, I think he's satanic! He started saying that he would kill him if it's the last thing he did!
Ninja 3: It's not his fault! He has a mental health issue!
Me: *walks in, smoking pipe* Ah, hello my unknown band of individual acquaintances!
Ninja 1: How did you get in here?
Me: The clowns were strong in me, you locked door was of little to no challenge...
Ninja 2: ...Are you alright, you look a bit...ill...
Me: No I am not well, I have been smoking outrageous amounts of opium in these last few hours, I think I have worsened my brain damage...
Ninja 3: Then stop smoking!
Me: I have become addicted
Ninja 1: ...We have been talking and we have come to the conclusion that your are dangerous and mad, we are currently considering throwing you off the island
Me: beards outrank mustaches...however you have both, proving that you are just seeking attention and shall therefore, be ignored...
Ninja 1: ...Okay look, you can stay, but stop trying to kill people!
Me: I promise nothing! for I, Psycho, rejoice at the torture of innocence!
Ninja 3: ...Please go away...
Me: *jumps out of window*
Ninja 2: ...You alright?
Me: I have fractured my spine...
You: OK, I'm not going any where!
Ninja 1: WE KNOW THAT!
You: alright calm down1
Ninja 1: ...Don't you feel any pain?
Me: I did for a bit, but then my upper and lower body became completely numb....
Ninja 3: I think we need to call the hospital
Me: Do they have spine transplants?
Ninja 2: ...I don't know...
Ninja 4 (me): They do spine transplants
You: How do you know?
Ninja 4 (me): Because I've had one!
You: Oh really? .... who are you?
Me: *takes off ninja mask thing* Your sister!
You: Emma! what the hell are you doing here!
Me: Well you know the white ninja that cut off you arms?
You: ¬_¬ Yes, clearly I do remember!
Me: well That's my arch enemy, So I told you to come here, but I've been here since graduation!
You: Oooooh! So that's where you went!
Me: Yep, Now Ninja 2 and 3 take him to the hospital, Ninja 1
Ninja 1: Yep
Me: I want a battle! *whilst putting my mask back on*
Me: *in the hospital*
Doctor: How would you describe you spine size? small, medium or large?
Me: ...Medium!
*after spine transplant*
Doctor: Okay, you won't be able to walk for a bit, but give it a week and you'll be fine!
Me: Oh good...I have one last question for you...is being a doctor a well paid job?
Doctor: ...Well yes actually, it is!
Me: How nice...*takes out pistol* Now give me your wallet...
You: *grabs wallet and puts away pistol* Thank you
Doctor: No problem!
*back at the fight*
Me: YOUR GOING DOWN!
Ninja 1: Oh no, not this time!
Me: *reaches for sword and slices from chest to torso*
Ninja 1: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *charges with sword but fails massively and collapses*
Me: hehehe, I'm the best
Ninja 1: Yep and I believe you
Me: Why thank you Ninja 1
Ninja 1: Just call me Connor
Paul: i think you've met him before...
Me: ...Hmm...things are starting to make sense! This call for more opium *smokes on pipe*...ah, that's better, nice and blurry again...