Basically this is how it happened.....

[ambient but moody music to set the scene and a narrator]

It was 7pm. It was a warm, but cloudy autumn evening in surburbia. The moon shone through a parting in the clouds creating an iridescent across the grass. I was taking some orphaned children and local elderly persons on a night walk which they regularly enjoy. Wee stopped at the playground area where the swings and roundabout are when suddenly some ninjas who lept from the sky brandishing shurikens and katanas. I killed about five and fought the rest off with my bare hands, while defending the old folk and the orphans. I felt a rumbling in the ground and a tudding earthquake that shook the ancient trees that lined the edge of the park. By the misty bridge I saw a gigantic man emerge, who was at least 12ft tall and wide enough to only be able to fit through double doors. I assumed he was the big boss. He stomped towards me trampling local wildlife and demanded a one on one fight. I couldn't refuse as some sneaky shinobi had crept up behind me and taken three of the poor orphans and the elderly people at knife point, threatening them with blades to their innocent necks. As he squared up to me, he drew a huge broad stone hammer, which instantly came crashing down onto my foot, as to incapacitate me. I fell to the ground but managed to pick up a sword to my right and throw it, spinning horizontally at the ninjas, catching them off guard. I had managed to free the civilians, but left myself open with no defence. I cared not for my own life however, as long as the orphans and oldies were safe. I shouted "RUN!" and they did so.....this is long I cba...