PROLOGUE

"What's up party people?! This is your girl Hiedi here, bringing you the know how, know now!," the cheerful redhead announced with a smile on her face. If anyone really paid attention to the girl, they would notice that her eyes weren't smiling.

"I'm here to bring some breaking news!," a frown invaded the usually cheerful girl's face. She gulped, looking to the side where her superiors stared at her. They nodded solemnly, urging her to continue. When she looked back into the camera, her voice cracked when she said what no one wanted to hear.

"This afternoon, during what was SUPPOSED to be a calm, relaxing lunch period…," she started, her lip quivering, "our very own Ninja...is MISSING." At that, a tear ran down Hiedi's face, her very being losing any and all composure. The shocking news was televised across every classroom, interrupting lectures and tests. Those things weren't as important as the Ninja, so no one cared if a class was interrupted with the most shocking news in all of the high school's history. Once Hiedi started to cry into her palms, the director urged the camera-dude the international "cut" signal, and the broadcast abruptly ended.

Panic ensued.

No one noticed that Howard Weinerman failed to attend his art class. Amidst all of the chaos, the panic, no one noticed that the Ninja's best and only friend forgot about class altogether, and was outside of the building, sobbing on the ground. He clutched the ground with all of his might, feeling as if his world had ended.

Randy Cunningham wasn't missing.

Randy Cunningham was dead.