So, hey! I've been pretty inactive in the Ninjago side of FanFiction, but I'm back! I've been making Warrior Cats stories. Now, something I've wanted to do forever...

Not so long ago

In a junkyard not so far away...

A ninja was born.

His name was Jay.

He was raised by two humble parents; an inventor named Ed and his sweet wife Edna.

He was a normal child, no different from any other.

But what Ed and Edna didn't know was that their little boy was destined for greatness.

He would save the world.

-Seventeen Years Later-

I took a deep breath. I'm ready.

Arms extended, adrenaline rushing, wind blowing. Perfect conditions.

I stood on top of a building. I was going to jump across a gap to the one across from me. But not alone. No, on my side, I had luck. I had determination.

I had makeshift wings.

I had been working on the design for months and finally perfected it. They were Da Vinci style, but had my own modern touches. They were more stable, the frames being made of only the best plastic, and the fabric between them of one of Mom's old dresses. Yep, they were a masterpiece.

I heard the blood rushing in my ears as I leaped. The wind was blowing in the perfect direction and I drifted for a few seconds, before veering dreadfully off-course and smashing right through a billboard advertising the annual Ninjago Talent Show.

Groaning and clutching my head, I sent an apology towards some workers who had been repairing the billboard. "Ow..."

"Tea?"

I whipped his pounding head around to see a very old man offering me a cup of tea. He had wrinkles all over his face and a long, white beard. He wore a straw hat and a snow white kimono. And, call me crazy, but he wasn't there before.

"Who are you?" I murmured, my head still throbbing.

"Nice invention, Jay," said the old man. "Though I would have put something that would have allowed you to steer it more effectively. Relying on the wind wasn't the best idea." He shook his blue teapot. "Tea helps with headaches."

I stared at him, bewildered. "How do you know my name?"

The man took a sip of his tea, then said, "You have the lightning inside, Jay. I can teach you to harness the lightning, to control it."

"What?" I stood up, though still woosie, and replied, "I'm just a normal guy, Oldie. I don't have a lightning in me, or whatever you said. I'm a simple seventeen year old inventor! I don't have time for some elder's prank."

"This is no prank, Jay." The man's eyes shone with wisdom. "I need you to join my team of ninja. I need you to help me save the world."

"Why me?" I said incredulously. "I told you, I'm just a normal guy."

"I need you," he said, "to save Ninjago.

"Long before time had a name, Ninjago was created by the first Spinjitzu master, using the Golden Weapons of Spinjitzu. The Scythe of Quakes, the Nunchucks of Lightning, the Shurikens of Ice, and the Sword of Fire. Weapons so powerful that-"

"We've all heard that story, old man," I grunted, getting very impatient. "Now, I have to get home before Mom and Dad get worried." I looked at the sky, quickly darkening. "They told me to be home before the moon reached its peak in the sky."

"This story pertains closely to you, Jay. You have the lightning inside."

I rolled my eyes. "You said that already. And even if I do accept your offer, what will I be getting myself into exactly?"

"Well, you will learn Spinjitzu, battle many foes, make new friends, have adventures-"

I stopped him. "Adventures? I'm in! Life here is so boring! I'd give anything to go on a little adventure!"

The old man smiled and nodded. "Great. Now come! You have a lot of training to do."

"But what about Mom and Dad?"

"Do not worry. I will tell them all about what happened." The man picked up his tea and started walking, a staff materializing out of thin air, and I followed in anticipation.

I was going to be a ninja!