Ty smiled, happy that he used his powers to make his younger brother happier, he started walking to the door before he felt a strong stinging sensation on his back, before something flew strainght into the wall of his bedroom, embedding itself on the wall with a thunk. Rubbing his hand on the hurt part of his body, he took a closer look at the thing.
Embedded right next to the light switch was jet black shurikken. The thing looked as if it was sucking up the excess light around it, and it had no other noticible traits. Confused, Ty tried to grab it, only fo his hand to go throught it.
"Oh no. Max!" Ty shouted, realising that the sting he felt, was the weapon flying through him
"Hey bro!" Max said, climbing onto the window
"Max! What the hell!?" Ty screamed at his cartoony looking foster brother "Why did you do that!?"
"Why not?" Max shrugged "I was lonely. Plus, it's no fun without my brother to train with" he jumped into the bedroom and stared right at Ty "Come on Ty, stop fighting it. It feels amazing!"
Despite his best efforts, Ty was unable to fight off the change and fell to his knees, gasping. He groaned as he felt his whole body being squeezed, compressing him down. He heard his spine crack at one point before the pressure ended.
"Gaah!" Ty gasped, looking down at himself, realinsing his clothes were looser "What the-" shouted in a higher, pre-buebecent tone "I-I'm seven!" before he could freak out anymore, his clothes began to change.
His T-Shirt reformed into a black shirt with kanji on it, similar to his brothers, the same thing happening to his jeans, as they shifted into white shorts. Around his shirt formed a new white hoodie, with his hair shifting into a large, spiky mess of red. He could feel his face shifting, his eyes growing larger, and a bandage forming on his cheek
"From a training accident" Ty thought, remembering things that never actually happened. On his feet, his sneakers morphed into a pair of toe less sandals. And finally, a black headband formed around his head, the plate on it devoid of any symbols, like his now twin brother.
"There you go Ty!" Max exclaimed, helping the just transformed boy onto his feet "How do you feel?"
"I-" Ty attempted to answer as everything he learned in school was completly drained from him, replaced by lessons on stealth and sword fighting. After all, a ninja didn't need to know how to calculate the area of a circle, he needed to know how to hold a katana. As the last of his teenage knowledge left, Ty grinned "I feel awesome bro!"
"Nice!" Max said as a pair of katanas formed on Ty's back and throwing knives on his belt, all of them pitch black, like his "You ready to go training?"
"You bet I am!" Ty exclaimed, his mind finally finishing the adjustments to his new memories
"Alright then, let's go!" Max shouted, jumping out of the bedroom window, Ty right behind him, one katana drawn
"YAA!" he shouted as he slashed at his twin, who dodged and drew his knives and began throwing his knives
"Really Ty?" Max asked, a huge smile on his face "What, did you think I started training yesterday? I saw that one coming before you left the room!"
"Yeah, maybe" Ty said, deflecting the knives with his sword before running at his brother, who pulled out a daisho and began clashing blades with his brother. After aroudn ten minutes, both boys dropped their weapons and collapsed on the ground, sweating profusly
"Nice one Ty" Max panted, giving his brother a fist bump
"Thanks Max" Ty answered
"No problem" the red ninja said, staring up at the clouds "But I wish there more kids like us."
"Yeah" Ty said, before snapping his finger and jumping to his feet "Come on Max. I know how to fix this"
"How?" Max asked, staring at his exited twin