The Rampage

                                    

                                          
Howard Weinerman promptly sprinted out of the school faster than athletes at the Olympics. At that point the entire building shuddered and the remaining red stank seeped out through the glass doors. His terrified yells were barely audible against the ruckus inside. He didn't know exactly what was going on, but he did know that something bad was happening to Randy. And was not going to let it happen to his best friend.
                          
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Randy felt himself changing. The last thing he remembered was pain in his body. Then the pain was gone and he blacked out.
                          
The boy's body was lifted into the air by the thick cloud of red stank and was twisted so much, it was a miracle Randy didn't break all his bones. His skin started to harden and grew scaly. His body grew rapidly in size, and he started to scream in a voice totally unlike his; it was high and shrill yet at the same time low and bone-chilling.
                          
Within minutes, the great, ferocious raging dragon destroyed the entire ceiling of the school and climbed out. The beast was majestic as it sat, its huge claws incredibly sharp as they clenched around the flag pole. Its black slit eyes were cold like deep, sunken pools as they surveyed the area around the town. 
                          
A low growl began to develop in its throat as it saw Geoffry in the distance. It began to rise slowly into the air with the dark red tattered wings spread out, stretched to their maximum size. Anger began to build in Randy's heart as he let his gaze linger on Geoffry. A crowd of people were gathered around him. They wanted to protest against the Ninja's 'lies'. Geoffry wanted to prove that he was right all along. And Randy, who was now a red and black fire-breathing dragon roughly the size of a McCineplex, wanted revenge. A blood-stained revenge.
                          
Without further ado the stanked Ninja flew up high into the sky and roared a sound so terrifying it left those who heard it staggering. In less than ten seconds, Norrisville High School was nothing but a pile of rocks in a gigantic bonfire and the colossal monster was on its way to wreck the rest of Norrisville, and eventually, all who believed the Ninja wasn't real.
                          
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"Howard!" Yelled Theresa. "What the juice is going on?! And what is Geoffry doing with us?"
                          
Howard only tightened his grip on Geoffry and Theresa's hands. His brow furrowed as he sprinted, (Yes, Howard Weinerman can sprint.) leading the two away from the rampaging dragon. Initially he was just planning on taking Geoffry himself, but Theresa stepped in his way, asking about Randy so he figured to bring her along too.
                          
Geoffry dug his heels into the road, Howard kept on pulling. Geoffry gave up and was forced to keep following the ginger. When they stopped outside the huge McFist building, he checked his shoes and have a bowl of anguish: The soles of his sneakers were almost totally scraped off.
                          
"Mr Weinerman! I insist you explain to us what in the world is going on at this very minute-"
                          
Howard clamped his hand around Geoffry's mouth and motioned Theresa to keep quiet. Geoffry fought to speak, but fell silent and terrified.
                          
The dragon had descended on the side path that led to the building and was carefully pacing slowly, heading straight towards them. It swayed its great, spiked tail wildly as its eyes scanned the area. Most of the people had fled to the border of the city or hidden in their homes. Howard had a pretty good idea who Randy was after. Rupert.
                          
To the three teenager's horror, an echoing, whispering voice that sounded like it would belong to a snake's resounded from the dragon's throat. It was so faint, one would not hear it at all, but when there was complete, heart-stopping silence, they could hear every word it said.
                          
"Come out...." It's 't' ended like a hiss. "No more hiding...no more hiding from the truth..."
                          
Howard tried his best to swallow his fear, which wasn't very good, but he had to do it anyway, or he'd be a dish to his own friend. Quietly, he bent down and threw a stone that was lying on the ground out of the alley they were hiding in to distract the dragon.
                          
It only made it worse.
                          
You see, this wasn't just any stanked person. Why? A: This guy was stanked by red stank. B: The Tengu's spirit combined with that red stank to stank that person. C: The person that it stanked was the Ninja. And if it wasn't just any stanked person, there would be no reason why this stanked person should not be somewhat more intelligent than the others. Alot more intelligent.
                          
What sounded like a deep, resounding laugh echoed from the monster's throat. "You think you can fool ME?" 
                          
"I know you are there, Geoffry Rupert. I know you are hiding. Let's continue playing hide and seek, shall we? Only this time, it's hide and..."
                          
"Kill." Howard could hardly believe that this same voice that sounded like Death itself, and was talking like some ancient evil, used to be Randy Cunningham. Geoffry was quivering like a leaf in a winter storm, while Theresa stood really still, as if she belonged to the part of the wall that they were hiding behind. She too, listened and thought fast.
                          
The thing was, they just weren't fast enough to act.
                          
Before Howard knew what was going on, a burning wave of fire so hot until it was almost white-hot burst like lava from an exploding volcano from the dragon's deep, deep throat. And it was coming towards them. 
                          
Although they had worried about making any noises, Howard, Theresa and Geoffry knew that it didn't matter anymore. All that mattered was their lives. "RUN!" Howard yelled. Geoffry and Theresa didn't need to be told twice. They just ran with no destination in mind; they just needed to get away from the fire.
                          
The problem was, the dragon had sensed their movements and tilted its head so that the lava-like fire poured in their direction. "Uh, Weinerman...?" Geoffry's question ended with a scream as pools of fire landed in front of them. 
                          
Howard grabbed their hands and pulled himself and the two others into a rundown building which used to be a fashion store. The fire melted parts of the glass door as it roared past. By then, they could hear the loud, echoing sounds of each great flap of the beast's wings growing softer and softer.
                          
Panting, Howard turned to face Geoffry and Theresa. "Okay, he's gone. Now we just need to figure out what made Cunningham go stank. And why the juice is this monster such a genius?" He spent two minutes stroking his double chin and mumbling to himself. Someone cleared her throat.
                          
Howard looked up with guilt. Geoffry's arms were crossed and Theresa was rolling up her dress sleeve.
                          
"Howard, you've got a lot of explaining to do."
                          
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Aaaand, the next chapter is out after what, *counting* three months? Anyway, hope you guys enjoy it!