IANP: Overdrive (G, AA/Hu)

[TheWebbuilder]

A.N.: And so it returns! While it's slightly more serious than the last one, I have high hopes for Overdrive. But regardless of that, enoy!

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Incredible Ninja Programs
Incredible Ninja Programs
Incredible Ninja Programs
Heroes with a DLL
Prog power!

We're the Net's most amazing fighting team
We're heroes with a DLL and we're not mean
When evil things try to attack
We Ninja Progs will counter attack!

Incredible Ninja Programs
Incredible Ninja Programs

White ya know, he’s the one who wrote this stuff.
Blue Prog’s a clutz; Red, he’s just flat out buff.
Orange’s Blaido skills rule.
Purple, well she keeps ‘em steady.

Incredible Ninja Programs
Incredible Ninja Programs
Incredible Ninja Programs
Heroes with a DLL
Program power!
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“White!! White!! White!!” A blue-clad Ninja Prog shot across the surface of the Oran Network in total panic, his mouth running just as fast as his feet. “WHITE!!”

The Prog whipped past the exit to Central and then leapt over a gap between internet roads. A moment later his frightened eyes lightened upon the removable tile that served as the entrance to his companion’s hideout. Without hesitation the blue Ninja Prog yanked the tile away from its frame and jumped down the newly-revealed hole.

Blue Prog tumbled for a few seconds before crashing into a brand new subterranean floor. Blue shot to his feet and let out one more bellow of ‘WHITE!!’

“Blue, I know I’m… a senior… but that doesn’t mean I’m deaf.” A new voice rang out from behind the panic-stricken program.

Instantly the blue Prog whipped about to address the object of his search.

”White! We’ve got trouble!”

“From your panicked shouts and look of absolute terror, I’d kinda already figured that.” White Prog, shook his head in exasperation. “So what’s the big deal?”

“He’s here!” Blue shouted at the top of his lungs. “He’s actually here! I saw him, and he’s looking for us!”

“What?!” White’s voice shot up about four octaves when he heard that statement. “Not him!!”

“It’s him!” The blue Prog confirmed. “I heard him asking about us down at the Chip Shop!”

“This is horrible! What are we going to do?!” White’s panic-filled voice suddenly lost it’s urgency as a stray thought struck him. “Uh… which ‘him’ are we talking about?”

Blue crashed to the floor in disbelief. A moment later the azure ninja had picked himself up and was able to continue.

“Colonel.”

“Oh, is that- COLONEL!!” The White Prog’s eyes doubled in size. “No way! It’s been what… five… six years since that… incident?”

“That’s what I thought.” Blue shrugged. “But he’s back on our trail again… We’d better book it if we want to get out of here before he finds us.”

“Yeah, good thinking. Get Red, Orange and Purple on the line and tell them to get down here pronto, we’ve got to blow this stand!”

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The next fifteen minutes were a blur as the other three Programs returned to the lair and began gathering up their stuff: spare weaponry, Ninja manuals, magazines, spare change, video games and blog posts. In almost no time at all each Ninja Prog had gathered up their things and was ready to roll.

“Man, I’m tired of all this running!” Red Program grumbled. “I say we take Colonel on right now and put and end to his interfering.”

“That would probably be the worst thing we could do right now.” Orange disagreed. “The… incident… didn’t cost us anything but our reputation and the military considers that a fairly minor thing that they’re willing to let slide. If we go out and add Voluntary Deletion to our rap sheet, they’re going to start getting serious about finding us.”

“Dude, they’ve got Colonel breathing down our necks. It doesn’t get much more serious than that!”

“I’m with Orange on this one.” The light purple ninja Prog known as Purple spoke up. “We haven’t done anything that drastic yet. If we never have to then that’ll be a good thing.”

“They’re right. There’s no way we could take out Colonel and stay under the radar.” White ended the discussion as Red threw up his non-existent hands in surrender. “And now that that’s settled, let’s get out of here!”

As one, the group of five Progs bounded out of their hideaway. No sooner had the last Prog cleared the opening than had Red slammed the lid shut on the tunnel.

“And that’s that. This isn’t our home anymore.”

“Wonderful, because we’ve got a few cells just waiting on you!”

Red spun around, and found himself looking down the wrong end of a dozen Netopian-issue DIG (Digital Issue Gun) rifle. A small contingent of Netopian Military Police had surrounded the entrance of their lair and waited in ambush for their evacuation. Directly in front of the MPs stood the caped figure that went by the name of Colonel.

“It took us a while… but we found you.” Colonel held up his mechanical hand as it transformed into its sword state. The military Navi lowered his blade so that it pointed straight at the group of surrounded Progs. “I always get my man.”

“Hey!” Purple shouted in protest.

“… or woman.” Colonel shrugged as he amended his statement. “Now, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Surrender now and it’ll go easier on you.”

“Come on, Colonel, you know we didn’t have anything to do with that incident.” White tried to reason with the commander. “We were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. The viruses did the work, and we caught the blame for it.”

“Yeah!” Blue piped up. “It’s not our fault that Barrel’s underwear came out pink!”

There was a long moment of silence as each member present in this scenario sweat-dropped heavily.

“Blue… they really didn’t need to know that…” Orange hissed at the Blue Ninja.

“Remind me to pound some sense into your skull later…” Red grumbled. “That is, if we survive this little engagement.”

“Anyway.” Colonel nervously cleared his throat. “Your answer?”

“Wow… let’s see…” White pondered their collective fates. “Behind Door Number One we keep our good looks and get thrown into digital detention for the rest of our lives. Door Number Two gives us even more jail time but with the added bonus of getting our features rearranged… Ya know…”

The white Program paused to make eye contact with the rest of his team.

“I think I pick Door Number Three.”

“Door Number Three?” The Caped Commando repeated in bewilderment.

“We kick your collective tails and then escape with our freedom! Power of the Prog!!”

“POWER OF THE PROG!!”

As one, the band of Incredible Ninja Programs burst into action. Orange whipped out his dual blades as he vanished from sight. Before anyone realized what was happening, half of the Netopian MPs were staring at their weapons in disbelief. The darn things had gone to pieces, with the handles in the MP’s hands and the barrels lying on the ground.

Orange reappeared behind the startled Navis; his blades were extended from his hasty whack-job.

“How’s about a trim?” Orange chuckled. “Off the end of your rifles, that is.”

The Police might have had something to say about that, had not Purple’s Shurikens of Doom sent them on a not-so-pleasant trip to dreamland. The purple Prog chuckled before hurling more of her blades at their attackers; putting them out of commission as well.

“Ninja Strike…” Blue Prog drew his spear. The azure-garbed Program locked his sights on a cluster of MPs and charged. Unfortunately, these MPs weren’t as stupid as the others: when the Progs started moving, they started shooting. As a result, Blue was forced to turn his headlong charge of recklessness into a frenzied dodge of dumb luck.

“WHOA!! Hey! Watch it!” Blue danced and juked away from the incoming laser beams. “O.K., that does it! Ninja… Gale!”

Blue whipped his spear about in the space before him. Almost instantly, a strong wind exploded out of his weapon and careened across the area to sweep the MPs off of their collective feet… and deposit them on their collective heads… or stomach as the case may be.

“Hah!” Blue grinned beneath his mask. “That’ll teach ya!”

Orange Prog was locked in a life-and-death sword battle with a Netopian Officer who was smart enough to ditch his Cannon for a Sword Chip. Even with Orange’s Blaido skills, he was finding it difficult to penetrate his opponent’s defenses.

“Give me a break,” The orange Prog grumbled as he parried a blade and danced around the incoming backlash. “We both know that I’m going to win, so why don’t you make this easy on yourself?”

“Win? Ha, that’s a riot.” The Officer yanked his weapon back and drove it straight at his opponent’s heart with all of the force he could muster. “What makes you so sure that you’ll win?”

“Simple.” Blue smirked as he effortlessly evaded the attack. “I’m a star in this story. And the stars will always win!”

The Netopian Navi blinked as those words registered in his ears. And for one long moment he just stared at his opponent in confused disbelief.

Orange immediately took advantage of the situation by banging his sword upside the soldier’s head. The Navi didn’t have a chance.

“Told ya.” Orange cackled as the MP collapsed into an unconscious heap.

Meanwhile, Red and Purple were hacking away at their oppressors with everything that they had. Purple Prog’s Ninja Stars were finding their targets with unerring accuracy while Red was going to town with his handy nun chucks.

“You aren’t going to beat us.” Red batted aside a threatening blaster and then bonked the soldier behind the offending weapon.

“You’re never going to beat us.” The Crimson Prog ducked under a stray shot and then sent a stray nun chuck the targeting soldier’s way.

“And you might as well accept that!” Another soldier collapsed in a heap. He was still breathing, but his helmet was definitely going to need some major repair in the days ahead.

Red grinned as he slid to a stop. While invigorating, the exercise really didn’t pose that much of a challenge to him. The Program turned around and suddenly found himself looking down the wrong end of a Tank Cannon.

“Whoops.” The Crimson Prog blinked in surprise.

“You can say that again.” The MP on the business end of the Cannon grinned. A moment later and a smoking crater had replaced the Red Ninja Prog… as well as half of the surrounding area…

The MP chuckled and then turned around… where he promptly found himself on the wrong end of a Giga Cannon. And on the business end of the said Giga Cannon was a certain Red Ninja. A very ticked off Red Ninja.

“Wha-?!” The soldier stared at the Program that should have been laying all over the Network in very tiny pieces. “How did you-!?”

“Read the last fic, bucko.” Red grinned. “I’ve got a Convenient Plot Device, remember?”

“Oh… right…” The MP’s voice wilted in remembrance. “This is going to hurt, isn’t it?”

“Probably.”

Red Prog pulled the trigger.

A short distance away, Purple was busy running for her life as a soldier, bearing a Life Aura, came charging after her. The soldier was definitely upset, judging from the way he refused to stop firing his DIG Rifle.

“For love of banana bread, will you hold up a moment?” Purple panted. “How am I supposed to get a cheap shot in when you’re chasing me all over creation?”

The soldier just roared and kept on coming, forcing the Purple Prog to keep on running.

“Oh, sure… blame the helpless little old Prog.” Purple sighed. “Buddy, you’ve got two seconds to come to a halt or you’re going to be popping aspirin for the next five years!”

Ditto on the roaring and running.

“You better listen to me!” Purple shouted at her pursuer. “I’m telling you, this is going to hurt!”

Ditto on the ditto.

“Is that your final answer?”

Ditto on the ditto’s ditto.

“O.K. then, don’t say that I didn’t warn you!” Spork leapt into the air, performed a perfect back-flip and hit the ground facing her pursuer.

And before we could at yet another ‘ditto’ to that list, the charging soldier took one step too many… His foot met only empty air as he raced right smack-dab into the conveniently placed hole that the lilac Ninja had jumped over. Gravity immediately did its wondrous work and yanked the startled soldier down the abyss, removing him from his role as MP-hot-in-pursuit-of-a-suspect.

The Purple Program looked over the edge of the hole and whistled in amazement.

“Ya know, I’ve always wondered why that doesn’t happen more often...”

That was the end of the Netopian Military. White Prog smacked the last soldier behind the head and watched as the soldier collapsed to the ground.

“Who-ya!” Red pumped his non-existent fist into the air. “We showed them!”

“Impressive… I can understand why the Netopian Brass took pride in you.” An all-too-familiar voice ripped through the air.

“Oh, yeah… he’s still there, isn’t he?” Blue sweat-dropped as he realized that he had completely forgotten about the commander of the MP outfit, Colonel.

“Yes, I am still here.” Colonel took a decisive step towards the group of Ninja Progs; being overly cautious not to step on the unconscious bodies around him. The Caped Commando yanked his sword up and pointed it at the Progs. “And I’m taking you in!”

“Uh, buddy. In case you haven’t noticed, there’s five of us and one of you.” Red Prog showed his brilliant math skills by pointing out the obvious. “I wouldn’t be so hasty to attack anyone right now.”

“That doesn’t matter.” Colonel mono-toned. “I have a mission, and I will complete it.”

“…” White Prog stared at their adversary for a long minute as thoughts and emotions padded through his skull. He and Colonel stared at each other as each swordsman sized up the other. While they had never fought before, they each knew the stories surrounding the other.

The battle between them would be dreadful.

White stared straight into the Caped Commando’s eyes… He slowly drew his sword…

“Not gonna happen!” The blank-colored Prog laughed as he leapt up into the above his friends. “I don’t fight doppelgangers, you copy-cat!”

“What?!” The raven-haired Navi stared at the ninja in disbelief. “What do you mean by that?”

“Simple, you aren’t Colonel. He died back in the Cyber Beast attack; you’re just some poor auto-program that looks like him.” White replied. “Besides, we have an escape to finish; and I don’t want our fight to get in the way of that. Ta-ta!”

“Why you!” Rage filled the Caped Commando’s eyes as he snapped his blade back and fired it into the ground before him. “Screen Divide!”

A burst of energy leapt away from Colonel’s blade and shot across the area. The Screen Divide continued on to rip through the Ninja Progs with enough power to wipe them out of existence… or at least it would have, had not each Prog simultaneously exploded into a cloud of smoke.

As the cloud of ash cleared, five plush dolls, one of each Ninja Prog, fell to the floor.

Wordlessly, Colonel walked up to the closest plush toy- that of White Ninja Program. The Commando studied the doll for a long moment, and then fired his sword into the doll’s chest.

“I am not some… cheap copy!” The raven-haired Navi seethed.

End!
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[Midnight]

Bahaha.

I was wondering when this would pick up again. Nice to see another character added to the ensemble.

It is quite light-hearted, and because of that, you can afford to bend the rules a touch, and bend you did. The plot kept flowing and didn't stop, and a lot of it was quite full of farce and good old humor. A fine combination for one who has read mostly serious and academic things for the past several weeks. Bravo.

Anyway, were you supposed to reveal who the new character was? And for reference, I'd appreciate it if you listed the cast and who each one is an avatar of, since my memory is quite fuzzy, it seems.
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[Nenji]

Well, Web is White, Lan1220 is Blue and I'm Red. Orange is NJ and I'm a little fuzzy about the others but Spork seems to have appeared.

Nice fic Web! These are always fun and light reads.
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[NotJim]

Indeed - I most particularly enjoyed reading this. :D

But as to the other question at hand... there's an Indigo (who's Azure, iirc) but no purple. o.O
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[TheWebbuilder]

Here ya go, Mid. The character breakdown.

White = Webb
Red = Nenji/HiKaiser
Blue = Lan1220
Orange = NJ
Indigo = Azure
Purple = Spork Queen
Green = Synchro-kun
Yellow = HubHikari/ElecMan... depends on who you talk to.
Pink = Roll Soul
Midnight Sage/Gray = Midnight
Polka Dot = Poochy
Iron Gray = R.A.C.K. (Hasn't been in fic yet)
Turquoise = Destiny.EXE (Hasn't been in fic yet)
Maroon = J-Man (ditto on the fic status)

*pants* I think that's the breakdown... I kinda lost track after Indigo...
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[Lan1220]

I haven't check the fanfics section for some time now, and I come in and see this =D ITS GOING ON YAY! Oh, and, good job Web~
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