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Lloyd woke up to see a pyjama-covered chest before his eyes. The darkness of the night still surrounded him, but the weariness of sleep cleared away enough for him to remember where he was. The dark red blankets indicated he had fallen asleep in Kai's bed. He guessed it was sometime after they had their celebration of winning against Chen and his Anacondrai army aboard the new Destiny's Bounty. He wondered if he was carried into Kai's room on purpose, or if he was simply too lazy to walk an extra five feet to get into his own. Pulling away from his sweaty chest, he saw Kai's still-sleeping face, mouth slightly open, a thin trail of drool run

He had only been back in Ninjago for two weeks, and Morro was still terrified of meeting the Ninja. Sure, he had given them some useful information during the Day of the Departed, and Wu certainly had no qualms with him, but he knew they all still harboured some grudges towards him. Of course, Morro couldn't blame them; even he struggled to forgive himself for what he had done to them, especially to Lloyd. When his spirit left its respective statue at Ninjago City's museum, he did not return to the Departed Realm. Rather, he held his consciousness and used his powers over wind long enough to propel himself to the rift opened by Master Yang.

Cole couldn't put his finger on it, but something strange was going on with Karlof. Though he was aware that Karlof was pretty much always odd, he was particularly concerned with his behaviour this time around. He was avoiding Cole every chance he had, and considering all they could do while being imprisoned by Chen was work together, that was saying a lot. He wouldn't talk to him unless it was necessary, and if their hands accidentally touched Karlof would recoil as if Cole had burned him. Though he wanted to be able to get to the bottom of the issue, it was nearly impossible with how often the guards came around to check on them. It seemed

Nya brushed yet another strand of greasy hair out of her face, yawning loudly as she made the finishing touches on PIXAL's new body. How long had it been since she showered? For that matter, how long had it been since she slept? It didn't exactly matter to her at that point. Building PIXAL a body was, in her eyes, the only important task at the moment. Cyrus had lent her his original blueprints for PIXAL, with PIXAL then telling Nya exactly how she wanted her new body to be. "Like my original one, but I would like the chance to know what being more 'human' is like," she had said. With those instructions in mind, Nya started her work in the

"I don't have any money!" Kai yelled. "I don't even have pockets!" Despite his harsh tone of voice, he felt his anxiety rising as another strand of Strangle Weed pinned his arm to his side. If he went under the water's surface now, there was no way he was getting back up on his own, and he wished Ronin could see it that way, as well. "Everyone's got something!" Ronin said, not making any move to help him. "'Cause of you, my shop's destroyed!" "We didn't destroy it! You did!" He regretted his words as soon as he said them, searching for something else to say as Ronin turned away. "Okay, your loss!" His airship turned in the opposite directi

Kai hated the guilt he felt ever since Zane died. It burned inside him like an uncontrollable fire, one that could never be extinguished no matter what. Not when he joined the underground fighting ring, not when Lloyd brought them together to suggest bringing in a new team member, not when they received an invitation to some "Tournament of Elements" held on an island he'd never even heard of. If anything, all of this made the guilt in him burn at an even higher intensity. When they waited in line to board the ferry to the island, he didn't expect much. In fact, the hope that Zane was actually on the island was barely more than a tiny flame o

Cole and Jay watched from afar as their new teammate swung his sword awkwardly at the wooden dummy. The teen, named Zane, looked much older than them, at least eighteen. Cole and Jay, being younger than he was, were a bit nervous to speak to him at first. He seemed very distant, and his cold blue eyes never showed any kind of emotion. Sensei Wu told them he was just quiet, but Cole couldn't help but wonder if he even liked them. Jay was the first to try speaking to Zane, trying to make a joke about how quiet he was. "I mean, you don't have to be nervous to talk to us," he had said. "Does the cat have your tongue or something?" Instead of la

The mirrored walls of the Tomb of the First Spinjitzu Master didn't lie. They depicted exactly the future of whomever stared into them. Under no circumstances could anything like that ever change; every event that ever happened to an individual would always result in the same outcome seen on the walls. At least, that was what Jay thought. Truth be told, he didn't want to admit that what he saw for his future could be true. He was perfectly fine with the eyepatch - in fact he was almost looking forward to donning such an accessory. Perhaps the moustache and goatee was a bit much, but he figured his opinion on facial hair would change in the f