It was night in Ninjago and the city was quiet. Above the city was the Bounty where all the rooms were dark except for one. In the room a young man sat in a chair and opened his journal. Then he wrote…

They say the day I was born there was fire

They say the fields were covered with flames as hot as the sun

They say forests were set ablaze like match sticks

They say the fire burned even the toughest of plants

But they say the fire could not burn houses

They say that the fire could not burn mankind

They say one could have touched the fire, yet not get burned

They say that through plants burned, something greater emerged

They say new sprouts grew from the ashes

They say the sprouts grew to trees within mere days

They say the sprouts created fruits so sweet it was thought sacred

They say that I was the one who caused it

For when I was born with my brown hair with a streak of red and amber colored eyes

They say I was gifted with amazing powers

For I am no mere Elemental Master

But an Elemental Ruler

My name is Kai

Kai sighed and put his pencil down. It had been around 10 years since that one night. Kai tried all those years to forget about him. Kai had accepted the fact that he must be dead. After doing what he had done, there would be no reason as to why they wouldn't kill him. Kai's eyes started to water. Usually he would have tried to hold it for he hated crying. He thought it showed weakness. But this time he didn't hold it. He let his tears flow freely as memories of his past appeared in his head.

10 years ago-

"You can't do this," Kai stated, looking up at the boy in front of him.

"You know I have to," the boy replied, "if you stay here you're dead."

"I know that, but please, come with us!" Kai pleaded. The boy just stood there, dangerously close to crying.

"You know I can't," the boy's voice wavered, "I can teleport others but not myself."

"Then we'll find a way!" Kai exclaimed, not giving up. Nya, who was 5 at the time, didn't fully understand what was going on, so she listened while hugging Kai.

The boy just shook his head sadly, "We don't have enough time Kai, they'll catch up to us soon." They heard some yelling and footsteps coming closer.

"They found us!" the boy exclaimed and put his hands together to summon a blue portal. "Hurry! Go through!"

"No!" Kai argued, "I can't leave you here!" The boy started to cry because he actually didn't want this to happen. He wished none of this had happened in the first place. But now, it was too late and he had no choice. He pushed Kai and Nya's back towards the portal.

"NO! Stop!" Kai protested, but the boy kept pushing him onwards, until he heard a voice.

"Are you really going to leave us here?" The boy looked down to see Nya, who had finally realized what the previous conversation was all about. She stopped hugging Kai and latched onto the boy, "Please don't!" she cried hugging him tight, "Come home with us! Don't leave me!" The boy sighed and kneeled to Nya's eye-level, then looked at her.

"Nya... You must understand," he said, "I can't. You heard the conversation, I can't go through the portal, and if you stay here you'll die."

"But why will we die? What did the people who capture us want in the first place?!" Nya demanded.

"You are too young to understand, Nya," the boy gently said. Nya just pouted and sniffled. The sound of yelling and footsteps grew louder and the boy grew more desperate.

"They're coming," he quickly stated and stood back up. "Go, Kai!" Kai held his ground with mixed emotions and thoughts. The boy gave him a pleading look, so Kai had no other choice but to obey.

"Fine," Kai stated, "but take this." Kai handed the boy a locket, which he accepted and put around his neck with a smile.

Then, a loud crash was heard as men appeared with daggers and bows in their hands.

One man with a bow aimed and launched his arrow which, hit the boy right in the shoulder. The boy screamed in pain as Kai froze for a split-second, afraid.

"Go!" the boy yelled at Kai, pulling the arrow out of his shoulder, "Kai! Go!" Blood flowed out of the wound down to his arm as the men who were running towards them quickly advanced.

Kai had no choice but to run. He grabbed Nya's hand and dashed towards the portal. Nya screamed and cried, telling Kai to let go, to help the boy, but Kai didn't listen. He ran into the blue portal and dared to look back one last time.

The men had pushed the boy down to the ground, but he didn't struggle. For a split-second, he and Kai's eyes met. Kai saw that the boy was crying, but his eyes showed relief. He managed to smile at Kai weakly and mouthed the words, "I'm sorry."

Kai wanted to scream. He wanted to scream the pain he felt in his heart, but the next thing he knew the boy and the men faded out of view. The next thing he knew, he landed on cold hard ground with Nya.

Kai didn't look up. He was afraid to know where he was. He shut his eyes tight and just lay on the ground crying. He felt sadness, but also rage. Rage at the men who caused all this mess. The men who had taken so much from him and his family. Kai couldn't forget the boy's last look on his face before he disappeared, and he knew sleep would not come easy for him from then on.

After what felt like ages, Kai couldn't cry anymore, but heard Nya still sobbing next to him. Kai knew he had to be strong. He opened his eyes to see his parent's blacksmith shop and he sighed in relief. The portal had successfully taken them where they wanted to go.

Kai picked up Nya, who hugged him and he slowly trudged his way to the shop. He tucked Nya to bed then went to bed himself, going to sleep instantly.

Kai wiped his tears away and sighed. He closed his journal and went to bed. He looked out the window to see a young man dressed in green still outside, before he closed his eyes and slept.


The man outside looked up at the stars. He thought about what had happened since he had met his team and then thought...

They say when I was born the sick were cured

They say those dying were suddenly healthy

They say broken bones were mended

They say during that day there was only peace

For no evil took action

No robbers robbed banks

Those targeted were spared

They say I am a descendant of the creator of Ninjago

They say my powers can create a realm

For I was born with blond hair with a streak of gold and green eyes

For I am no mere boy or Elemental Master

But an Elemental Ruler

My name is Lloyd Garmadon

Lloyd was tired, but he didn't want to sleep, for if he slept, the same nightmare would occur again. He didn't understand the nightmare. He could not see anything in the dream, but heard the voice of three people. They sounded desperate, and judging by their voice, Lloyd thought that two of them must have been boys and the third was a girl. Two of those voices also sounded familiar to him, but he couldn't figure out who it may be.

He hadn't told anyone about the dreams because he wanted to try and decipher them more himself. However, he didn't want to think about it, because whenever he did, he felt a great sadness and rage, though he didn't know where it came from.

His eyes started to droop, so Lloyd had no choice but to go to bed. When he walked, into the bedroom he saw a journal left on the table. He felt very tempted to open the journal and read what was written, but he ignored the temptation and went to bed, because he knew Kai would be furious if he figured out that Lloyd read his journal.


In another place late at night, a man in his room sighed. He reached for the locket that he wore on his neck and cried. He thought of that day 10 years ago and why it all happened in the first place...

They say when I was born there was a storm

They say the rain fell on all of the kingdom

They say areas of drought were revived again

They say dry rivers filled once more

They say that day, all people had fresh water

For all dirty waters were purified

They say I am a child of two realms

They say my powers were the key to life

But they say on that day, something went wrong

For the rain continued, stronger

They say the rivers overflowed

They say the streets flooded

They say all the crops drowned

They say the sea raged, destroying houses near the coast

They say I was cursed, a deformation in my powers

For I was an outcast ever since I was born

For people tried to kill me, but killed my family instead

For they captured the two I hold dearest to my heart

And nearly had them beheaded

They escaped with my help

But my inability to control my power left me captured

With the charge of murder

I had successfully hid my identity as the cursed boy

Now no one knows who I truly am

I am just defined as a young man, an orphan, and a knight

But they don't and must never know that I am no knight

For underneath the disguise I put on myself, I have brown hair with a streak of dark blue and blue eyes

For I am not just an Elemental Master

But an Elemental Ruler

My name is Clay Morrington

Clay opened the locket to see a picture of himself with two adults, a boy, and a girl. He never knew what happened to them after that day.

He only had hope that they were still alive.

He had recently been having terrible visions that kept him up at night, worried. He couldn't see the visions clearly for they were foggy, like an unsure future. But he saw deep in the vision, darkness.

Darkness made from corrupt power. Darkness that ruled under cruelty and forbid 'witchcraft'.

Clay knew that whatever the vision was supposed to show him is no good. Not good for himself but also others like him. He honestly didn't care for his own well-being but for his teams. His teammates didn't know what they were capable of, and if Clay was to die in the future without telling them. The team would all be arrested and immediately be executed. Except for Macy. She might be kept alive but her life would definitely not be a good one.

However Clay didn't want to tell them anything. He wanted his secret to be kept a secret for as long as possible. For if he told his secret he'd had to explain his background and who he truly is. Clay did not want to do that. This secret was to kept with himself, Merlok, and the King and Queen. No one else.