PROLOGUE
In a quiet room, Noelle sat cross legged on the floor in her pure white and silver ninja attire. Meditating deeply, she wished to be left alone beneath the Ice Ninja Academy. It was her daily routine. After classes ended, Noelle would seek a private place to think and relax while learning to control her powers. Ice is unpredictable, out of control, and Noelle always tried her best to contain her powers. Lifting her hands and opening her blue eyes, she channeled power into her palms, icicles covering her pale skin.
Humming successfully, she smiled, and let the ice melt away. Running her hand through her blonde hair, she sighed and took a deep breath, returning to her exercises. Quickly, she began to harness the power once more as it grew.
Though she remained in deep concentration, she could feel the ground shaking. Confused, she let go of her train of thought, and stood up, about to leave to see what was happening that was causing such a ruckus. Before she could exit the room, Sensei Katsumi bursted in, her face filled with panic.
"Sensei, what's going on?" Noelle asked worriedly. The older woman, who was the leader of the Ice Academy, tried to catch her breath as she spoke.
"Lothor has returned. The academy is under attack. I need you to stay here and take this box. In here holds the key to unlocking your future." She told Noelle, handing her a wooden box covered in white designs. It was old, and felt light, but Noelle had a feeling something important was inside. "If the Academy is lost, go to Blue Bay Harbor, it is not too far from here. Find Sensei Watanabe. He will tell you everything you need to know."
"But Sensei I don't understand. Why me?" The blonde girl asked. The older woman attempted to smile.
"Child, from the day you stepped foot onto the grounds of this Academy, I knew you were special. Your veins are filled with the power of ice, but your heart is fiery and spirited. You will succeed, I know you will." She said, embracing Noelle before running out of the room. The student was left in the dust, alone as the ground began to shake once more. It was filled with vengeance, fury. Noelle tried to remain brave, but it felt as though her world was starting to crumble.
What seemed like hours passed as Noelle remained in the same room. The shaking had stopped, and her pacing had started. She was anxiously awaiting Sensei Katsumi's return, but in the back of her mind, she knew she was gone. Deciding that enough was enough, Noelle cautiously exited the room, and walked up the stairs into the fresh air.
The remaining flames roared along the grounds of the Ice Ninja Academy. Ashen buildings stood, and looked like they were about to collapse. The grounds were no longer green and crisp, instead the grass was singed. The academy was deserted. Tears pricked Noelle's eyes, but she held them back as she walked carefully towards the forest. Turning around to take one last look at what once was her safe haven, she saw three figures in the distance. A tall man, and two medium sized women. His aura was dark, which made her feel strange. Lothor.
"Get her!" He called. And the two girls ran towards her. Noelle gasped, and bolted. Ashes from the buildings sprung up from the ground, spotting her white clothing as she dodged through the forest. Looking behind her every so often, she saw the women gaining on her. They blasted at her multiple times with dark energy, which hit her in multiple places. She was growing weaker. Making a quick decision, she ninja streaked away.
Noelle opened her eyes dizzily, as ninja streaking wasn't her strongest skill. Looking around, she saw unfamiliar surroundings. She was in the forest, but it wasn't her forest. It seemed sunnier, brighter. Trying to catch her breath, and hoping her vision wouldn't be blurry, she limped through the trees, hoping to find anyone to help her. Leaning against trees every now and again, she felt sick, her skin beginning to flush. While walking, she looked into the distance to see two forms. She tried to walk towards them, hoping that they could help her, but ended up collapsing onto the leaves, the wooden box falling right next to her. The last thing she saw before she blacked out was a blur of crimson and navy.