A/N: Hello! Second Story! Whoo-hoo! Um, yeah...this is were I do my overall disclaimer and introduce myself... um yeah but you probably already noticed my name up there next to the story title... and yeah. I don't own anything...any OCs you recognize from any of Skyla Talon's work is used with her permission. And um, yeah...this is just a rewrite of Tournament of Elements, nothing else. Sorry. So please continue and say hello to Star and Ella...two girls that don't get along, you would think.

Ella

Prologue: Ella Gets Invited... Star Finds The Whole Thing Funny.

I paused in front of the large store window that had several different TVs on display. All of them were on the exact same channel, showing Jay Walker hosting his game show with a bit more flare than I liked. Of course, me no like meant that Star loved it and wanted to compete. It's been three months since the White Ninja, Zane Julian, passed away and I was still questioning everyone's coping methods. The Red Ninja, Kai Smith, as appeared to have gone MIA, though his sister, Nya Smith aka Samurai X, probably knew what he was up to. Jay was obviously hosting a game show with a whole lot of flair, while his former best friend, the Black Ninja, aka Cole Brookstone, has disappeared into the mountains to become a woodcutter. I wasn't impressed with that. The only one that was still saving the day was Lloyd Garmadon, their rather young leaders.

Can I please...it looks like fun!

No... you really need to learn to control yourself Star. That will just be drawing too much attention to us.

Ah...come on Ells...you know that you want to.

That is not my name Star and you know it! I pulled my grey hoodie over my head, hoping that no one noticed the silent conversation that was sort of having with myself. Not that anyone would notice me. I was rather, uh, average looking. Chin-length mouse-brown hair (that is a shade of brown that is soo dull and pale that it can almost pass of as a light grey), hooded gray eyes, and I typically wore a baggy sweater, and jeans with blown-out knees. My sneakers were plain looking, and held together by duck-tape. I stared at the TV a little longer, before turning and slipping away into the crowd. Star's silence told me all that I needed to know. She was respecting my love of anonymity and backing off. Either that or she was offended that I had snapped at her. I gritted my teeth together as I slipped into the back alleyway that by chance had the back entrance to a four star restaurant in there. It also happened to be where they took out the trash...including the wasted food from the different meals that were served on a minute by minute basis.

Walking over to the dumpster, I lifted the lid up and began to scourge through the options that were lying inside of it. Ok... we've been over this before. If we get to the point we're digging through trash to find food, then I take over. Isn't that right Ella? I hated it when Star was right.

I don't think this place does live performances... I feebly argued back, knowing that she had a point. Trash digging wasn't fun, and I did made a deal with her that she could be in control when things got to that. But I didn't feel comfortable with the idea of her singing for the audience in exchange for food here. I could just be paranoid though... or I was just letting what happened last time haunt me.

He didn't do anything. You aren't the only one living on the streets here Ella. Trust your big sis. I nearly laughed at that. Star wasn't my sister, though she considered herself my big sister. I never had the heart to correct her. Or point out the fact that we were both almost thirteen...I think. My earliest memories was of a house on fire in the middle of nowhere about ten years ago. I was way smaller back then and absolutely terrified. I probably would have curled up in the freezing rain and died there and then, if Star hadn't contacted me and ordered me to move. Since then she has helped me to stay alive in a rather cruel world.

I paused as I suddenly felt eyes watching me. Have I ever mentioned that I hate attention? Stiffening, I slowly stood up and turned to see a bunch of thugs watching my every move. Tensing, I dropped into a defensive martial arts position. Star...

I see them. Don't do anything rash. The second they make the first move, climb up that fire escape onto the roof.

Wait...do you mean the roof, roof...or …?

Of course I mean the roof Ells! What other option is there when someone says roof?

I didn't say anything, shifting slightly so as to be closer to the fire escape that she had pointed out. One of the thugs shifted, placing a hand on the weapon at his waist. "You gave us a good run for our money looking for you, Ella."

I tensed at that, eyeing him carefully. "How do you know my name?" Ells! No! You do not talk to the enemy!

"Our boss is holding a tournament. He wants you to enter it." One of the thugs held out a piece of paper to me.

I started to reach for the paper, only to stop, hesitating. Star? What should I do? Competing is more your thing than mine.

I don't know Ells. Depends on what the competition is...where did they go!?

I snapped my eyes off of the piece of paper, which was now in my own hands to see that Star was right. The strange thugs were gone. Shaking my head, I unfolded the paper and scanned the information that was on it. Alarm immediately shot through me. Hey...Star? What is our power?

I don't know. I didn't realize that we were an elemental master. I thought that the Ninjas were the only ones.

I bit my bottom lip, even as Star suddenly started to laugh hysterically. What's so funny?

Read the instructions...

Puzzled, I reread the instructions to see what it was that was making her laugh...and bit back a small smile. Looks like I already broke one of the rules and had no choice but to break the next one. I shared the message with Star, and I was taking Star with me. Unless there was a way to separate the two of us...