Chapter 1: Visions and memories: Zane's POV

"Zane." A strangely familiar voice called my name for about the eighth time through darkness.

"Angel?" I called out aloud. But I shut my mouth. "How do I know their name?"

"Wake up!" a blunt object hit my head. I opened my eyes but darkness still surrounded me.

"What…?" I felt my artificial blood running down my forehead.

"I said wake up!" another blunt object was aimed for my abdomen.

"I am awake…" I covered my stomach to avoid being hit again. This time I was hit by someone's foot in the back.

"Get up!"

I cocked an eyebrow at the strange behavior. "I am awake." I raised my voice slightly.

Yet another object hit the back of my head. "Get out of bed, lazy!"

"I am not lazy!"

A girl appeared from the darkness with a piercing glare. "Get up!"

"I am up! Is it not obvious that I am conscious?!"

The girl had pitch black hair with dark purple streaks, dark purple eyes, pale skin a curved figure and long les. Once again, she was overwhelmingly familiar. "I said GET UP!" she yelled at me.

"Angel?" "How do I know her name?"

The girl had a strange familiar look to her. "Of course it's me, jackass!"

"Wait…How do you know me?"

"How do you know me?" she shot back.

"I do not know, you seem…familiar…Wait…You do not know me yet you are in my dream?!"

She smirked. "So you admit you're not awake?"

"Who are you…?" I asked finally.

"You tell me, it's your dream."

"Nindroids don't dream."

She raised an eyebrow. "Fine, it's a vision let's go with that."

I folded my arms. "A vision…? Why are you here then? I do not know you."

Angel scoffed at me and rolled her eyes. "You know very well who I am, you just don't know it."

"So this is possibly-"

"A vision of the future, yeah let's go with that one."

It was my turn to cock an eyebrow. "Eh…This is…confusing."

"You'll meet me again one day; you've spent over five years with me."

"What? Who are you?"

"Does the name Angel Hunter mean anything to you?"

I furrowed my brows, staring at the girl, confused. "No…"

Angel sighed and shook her head. "Whatever, Zane, goodbye," she started to sink back into the darkness.

"Wait!" I called out, grabbing her arm. Too late…she completely disappeared, leaving my grip. Before I could say or do anything, another blunt object hit me in the head harshly. I dropped onto the ground below, unconscious.

"FOR THE LAST TIME GET UP!" Lloyd hit me with his Nintendo DS.

"What…?" I sat up and my eyes darted around the room. I was in my room on my bunk. When I reached up to touch the cut on my head from the blunt object, I sighed with relief, it was gone…But who was Avril Hunter?

"Dude, what is wrong with you? Are you malfunctioning are something? It's never been this hard to wake you up." Jayleene stood next to Kai with a pot in her hand. "No wonder I got hit with such a blunt object…" I thought, rubbing my head.

I shrugged. "Eh…Bad…Dream?"

"I thought Nindroids don't dream." Kai raised an eyebrow at me.

"I don't it was…a vision." I said.

"Well, what was it about?" Cole asked.

I sighed. "A girl, her name was Angel Hunter she claimed that we had some sort of past, she was familiar but…I can't remember where from."

Suddenly I saw Jayleene's face turn white. "Y-you know her…?"

Kai had to keep Jayleene on her feet as if she'd collapse. "What's wrong?" Kai asked.

"A-a girl named A-Angel Hunter used t-to beat me up when I w-was still in school…"

Every memory hit my mind harshly; my memory switch must've been on…I was still back at my orphanage and I was only thirteen… (A/N: Let's just pretend that nindroids do dream, okay?)

"Hey, bitch." The orphanage bully, Angel Hunter sat next to me. I sighed; I always seemed to be her main target.

"For the umpteenth time, Angelina, I am not a female dog." I inched away from her. (We were sitting on the steps outside the orphanage).

"You're right, you're definitely a pussy." She smirked.

"Neither am I a feline." I growled.

Angel rolled her eyes. "It's a fucking joke, cool it, Icy." That was always one of her "famous" nicknames for me, there was Bitch, Pussy, and of course…Icy.

"Please, leave me alone, Angelina."

"Quit calling me Angelina,"

I looked up, cocking an eyebrow. "But is it not your full name?"

"Yeah, but, just call me Angel, okay?"

I just remained silent, looking down at the snow that was on the ground. "It's cold out here, get inside, man." She finally said.

"I do not wish to."

Angel's glare bit through my arm. "I wasn't asking."

I looked at her and saw something rare on her face…A smile, not a smirk…A genuine, concerned smile. "Get inside, Zane."

My eyes widened a bit when she called me by my name. Perhaps she was being nice…? But then again, I remembered how she would lure me into complete traps by cornering me when nobody else was present. "No thank you." I looked ahead.

"Come into my room for a bit, we can play a game."

"What game?" I asked suspiciously.

"It's called seven minutes in heaven, you and a boy or girl into a closet and have some fun until the time's up. Wanna' play?"

I shook my head, knowing that something wouldn't be well with that situation. Angel and I in a closet for more than one minute…She'd have me injured severely. What if her friends were waiting in her room for me? "No thank you."

"Zane, you'll freeze out here, come inside-"

"I'd much rather develop a case of hypothermia, than to be subject to your abuse." I stopped her in the middle of the sentence.

Angel stood up slowly, looking down on me with anger in her eyes. "You know what? I'm glad you said no anyway, I bet you've never even kissed anyone! You'd be a bad kisser anyway! I bet you're gay!"

"This game has…kissing?" I asked. "What sort of strange game allows that in the rules?"

"Whatever, Zane, I came out here to ask you to play because I'm leaving tomorrow! I thought I'd kiss you goodbye, but forget it! You're gay anyway!" she screamed, stomping inside.

I watched her disappear from sight, dumbfounded. Why would she kiss me goodbye? She never seemed to show a sexual attraction towards me, she always abused me. I looked down at the bruise on my arm that she gave me when she ambushed me on my first day at the orphanage. I sighed and ran my fingers over it; maybe I should've agreed to play such a game with her, maybe I'd enjoy-

"Here's your goodbye present!" Angel yelled. I then felt a hand grab the back of my shirt and lift me into the air. The next thing I knew, a fist hit my abdomen harshly and I was dropped onto the ground again. "I hope NOBODY ever adopts your gay ass!" she ran back inside and left me, holding my stomach in tears.

I groaned, stopping myself from crying out in pain and went inside.

Her wish came true, nobody adopted me and I remained in the orphanage until I was seventeen, until I met Sensei Wu…

I looked down at the bruise on my arm and then ran my fingers over it slowly. Of all days for me to remember Angel, why today?

Sensei Wu walked into the room. "Hello, Sensei," we all said in union and I got up to bow.

"Good morning, ninja, I have a mission for you." He said. "I've seen another ninja in the spirit smoke, the master of darkness."

"Another ninja?" we all asked.

"Yes, I need you to find him." The elderly man nodded.

I stood. "How will we know if it is the right person?" I asked.

"You will be able to tell, the master of darkness has certain characteristics."

Everyone nodded and bowed as Sensei left the room. "So, who do you think he is?" Cole asked, turning to everyone.

"Sensei said he has certain characteristics, maybe he's a bad boy or something?" Jayleene shrugged.

"Probably, but for now, let's go find him."

"Or her," Scarlet interjected.

Kai scoffed. "Yeah right, a girl ninja?"

"I'm a girl," Jayleene growled at her partner.

"Yeah, but it's sort of a known fact that most girls need help when they fight." Kai shrugged.

Both Scarlet and Jayleene glared at the master of fire. "You did not just say that." They both hissed. "I'll tackle him high and you get his feet." Jayleene ordered.

"Sounds like a plan." Scarlet smirked.

They both approached him fiercely, making him back away slightly. "C-c'mon guys, I was joking…"

"You're DEAD!" they tackled him. "Put some mascara on him while I hold him down!" Jayleene ordered. "Sorry babe, I love you, but you're a real ass for saying that."

I just sighed and folded my arms, watching Kai being attacked while Cole and Lloyd laughed loudly in the corner. I rested my head against the wall and started to think of my vision. Why would Angel suddenly come to memory again? And who was she now? Jayleene said that she used to be bullied by Angel; that was no surprise…

A/N: So what do you think? Is it an alright story? I was really bored when I thought of this. BTW, Angel is based on me; she's sort of a bad girl/punk rocker/bully, plus Zane's my favorite character and I wondered how it would turn out if he used to have a bully. I mean in the real world (by that I mean my school) Zane would get beat up a lot so, yeah! I kinda' thought it up! Tell me what you think!