Book two of the Guilty Ice Series! Just incase you haven't read Book 1, its titled The Chasm of Nightmares.

Part 1: Preparations

Chapter 1: Duel Wielder's Story

Date: May 8th 2042

29 years had passed since Zane Julien jumped to his death in a chasm in his mind, 29 years since Guilt pledged to destroy Ninjago, and 29 years since Lloyd and I were resurrected by my brother's sacrifice.

I married Lloyd twenty years ago, and have a 17-year-old son named Frost. He knows of his uncle's actions to save Ninjago, and I think that's what inspires him to train hard and everyday. Because he wants to help destroy the being that caused his uncle so much pain, and made him die in vain.

Frost leaves everyday to go train in the forest nearby or in a dojo. He helps us in that way, destroying the monsters that now infest Ninjago and threaten the peace Zane tried to keep.

Ten years ago, monstrous boars and knee-sized dragons attacked the streets of Ninjago, claiming them as their own. Back then; it was hard finding someone who could fight with a weapon. Now, however, it is impossible not to find someone who is skilled in swordsmanship. But Frost takes skilled to a whole new level.

"Mom! Where are my swords? I'm late for practice!"

I turned to see Frost rummaging through a closet behind me. I smirked and stood.

Frost had pure white hair that spiked down his neck to his shoulders and styled to spike in his face slightly, but not obscure his vision. His eyes were light turquoise, which many people said was rare, but I thought it was just a mixture of Lloyd's and my eye colors. He only wore a simple white long sleeved shirt and white pants. He wore black boots.

"Training with your dad again?" I asked as I saw his swords in the corner. I grabbed their handles and gave the blades to him. He shook his head.

"Going to the Gifted and Talented Dojo. Love ya, mom!" he shouted as he scrambled to the door, a sword in each hand. I smiled and shook my head.

I frowned as I sat at the table. It always worried me when Frost left to go to his practices in the Gifted and Talented Dojo. Not only because of the monsters along the twenty minute walk, but also because it was said that nothing was safe there. I heard someone was slashed in the arm there and nobody made the move to heal it, except Frost, who grabbed the injured girls hand and ran all the way to the hospital. I think the girls name was Milla. After that, Frost started to take an interest in her.

Frost was now trying duel wielding, and did a lot of finesse as a result, along with a few after hour classes on brute force. That was something I, Lloyd and Kai were thinking was impossible to do. We've tried so many times but always ended up hurting ourselves, or clanking our swords against each other and losing balance. It was a true wonder how he could do it. Perhaps it was because he was born left handed, and strengthened his right hand his whole life. Not only was his capability to duel wield special, his blades were as well.

The blade in his right hand was pure crystal, with a golden dragon flying through the center of the sword, breathing a small trail of icy fire down the blade colored pale blue. It's tail curled, forming the end of the handle, a sapphire jewel in the tail's swirl.

He got it on his sixth birthday, which was May 9th two years before the monsters showed up. We always had his parties in the Ninjago Cemetery, since May 9th also happened to be the day Wu pulled Zane's chip from his breathing body. I would never forget that day, or Frost's face when the sword appeared.

Zane's grave glowed, and an orb rose from it. The orb of white light slowly flowed near his chest, and grew gradually to the shape of a long blade. Frost held out his hands and the light fell, and the sword fell into his hands with a slight clank. That was when a roar was heard, and a pale blue dragon suddenly dove from the sky to the sword, taking the shape of the dragon on the sword. It closed its eyes as it lay on the blade and it glowed, slowly growing into a solid form and turning golden, and forever becoming the handle for the sword. Frost calls the sword Frost Bite, naming it after the revenge Zane soon would have.

Frost swears that Zane's spirit conjured the sword, and called the dragon from the heavens, asking it to give its life to be the handle of the blade. To be honest, I believe him.

Frost's second blade that he uses in his left hand is just as special to him, but not because he loves it. He truly hates it with his whole being. Its blade is darker than the night sky, with edges more silver than the moon. A purplish mist trails down the blade to the very tip, and its handle is a deep purple, with two pure red rubies at the base of the blade, resembling evil eyes. An extra ruby was at the end of the bottom of the sword.

Frost claimed that he woke up on the day of his tenth birthday he felt a sharp pain near his chest. When he looked he saw his chest had a small, shallow slash on it, and the black sword was at the foot of his bed with his life liquid dripping from the blade. He called it Guilty Blade, and swore he would use both swords to vanquish Guilt once and for all. That was the day he vowed to learn duel wielding.

Frost has truly strived to stick to his dreams. He acts as though Zane was someone that was closer to him then any father or mother could be to their child, yet he never truly knew his uncle. That's the part that confused everyone but Lloyd and me. No one else, except maybe the Ninja, understood the way we all felt about the Ninja of Ice.

Dr. Julien, Frost's grandfather, had passed long ago. Three years after Zane had passed Julien suffered from a heart injury and died in the Ninjago Hospital. I'm sure his only regret was that he didn't get to know Zane or me better, and that he wasn't there for our childhoods.

I was depressed for a few months, until Lloyd cheered me up. Eventually, though, he proposed to me in the middle of Ninjago City, in the plaza, and we were wed on the 18th of January in the year 2022. We had Frost in 2024, and the beasts infested Ninjago in 2026. Nothing had happened between then and now (2042).

I heard the back door open and shot my head towards it, rushing my hand to my waist where Zane's elemental blade was located, gripping the handle firmly. I sighed as Lloyd walked in.

"Lloyd! You scared me to death! You know those beasts can come in that way!" He threw up his hands and breathed through his teeth.

"Yeah… sorry, Asuna. I forgot." He said as he sat at the table, slowly putting himself in a chair, wincing.

On the day the beasts invaded Ninjago Lloyd and I were in the center of it. We were watching our two-year-old Frost playing in a playground when we heard the beating of many wings and the stampede of hooves. The next thing we knew we were surrounded by black boars and mini-dragons with purple eyes. I quickly grabbed Frost and Lloyd tried to protect us with his small emergency dagger, since it wasn't necessary to carry actual weapons back then.

During the fight, Kai, Jay, and Cole rushed to the rescue with their elemental blades. The three Ninja and Lloyd fought the monsters while I retreated with Frost in my arms. After an hour of waiting at the house I got worried. I was going to check on him when he ran through he front door, slamming it shut. I heard rustling and saw nearly twenty monsters trying to enter the house. The door burst open as a total stranger ran in for cover. I rushed to close it when I noticed a boar charge towards the doorway, and little Frost was sitting in its way, still in the house, staring at the boar's menacing purple eyes with an awe filled face.

The boar reached the porch, and I screamed Frost's name. But as the boar reached the doorway it was thrown back as though it had hit a wall. They couldn't enter the house! We all smiled in victory until they started pouring from the back door.

We fought all twenty (except Frost of course). Frost and I were unscratched. But Lloyd's failed attempt to protect the stranger from his death caused him to get a bad slash on his waist. Ever since then, Lloyd had difficulty moving without feeling pain.

Despite that, he still trains with Frost everyday for nearly three hours straight. I watched the last time they parried. I was surprised to learn that they seemed to be evenly matched. Though Lloyd could easily take him without the pain from his injury. Frost still had a long ways to go.

"Where's Frost?"

"Practice." I said.

"Ah."

"Hey… Lloyd…?"

"Yeah, Asuna?"

"I was wondering… do you think that… Guilt could have been behind the monsters that are infesting Ninjago…?"

He seemed taken aback by my question. He stared into my bright, icy eyes, his emerald one's filled with wonder. He looked to his hands and twiddled his thumbs in thought.

"It would have to be…. I cannot think of any other source."

"What about the Serpentine?"

Lloyd and I jumped and shot our heads to the front door to find Frost removing his boots. I frowned.

"Weren't you going to practice?" I asked.

"They cancelled. Too many monsters on the streets." He simply said as he walked in and sat on the table, taking Frost Bite out and staring at his reflection in the crystal blade.

"Well… the Serpentine were sealed over thirty years ago underneath Ninjago City when the Stone Warriors where released." Lloyd replied to Frost's earlier suggestion.

"It is one thing to bury something, Father. But it is another to keep it buried." Frost responded, giving his crystal blade a large swing. Lloyd shrugged and Frost continued. "Ok…. If not them then… what if the Overlord wasn't destroyed by you?"

"Are you saying I just banished him?" Lloyd glanced at the sword as he answered, staring hypnotically into the blade. Frost shrugged.

"It was just a thought. But if Guilt is behind this, I'm ready to take him out."

"No you aren't, Frost." I said sternly as I stood. He only glanced at me as he set the crystal blade on the table and firmly tightened his fingerless glove on his right hand.

"I'll go against you to prove my strength." Frost said as he stood. I growled.

"This isn't about strength, Frost!" I said taking a step towards him. "You're so much like Kai before he got it through his skull that brute force isn't how you win. Its not a matter of strength!"

He only glared at me, grabbing his sword from the table and sliding his index finger along the sharp edge, accidentally making a small paper-cut like scratch on his finger. Then sheathing it in its case strapped to his back, ignoring the blood slowly dripping from his finger.

"I know, mother. Strength isn't real, it's potential that wins a battle, not acting rash and running forward in a suicidal fashion." He said calmly, and he walked passed me.

I blinked twice, truly taken back. He was wise for his age. But I guess that his childhood fighting monsters has helped him find his heart faster than the Ninja or I.

We didn't usually get along. I guess I was just so worried about him that I can't help but call him out for whatever he says. I can tell he's frustrated by it, but he hides it well.

"I'm not a kid, mom. I know how to fight and protect myself.' He said as he walked upstairs. I stared at the steps he went up.

"You're both right you know. He's not a kid anymore, yet he could be gentler on the battlefield, and a little wiser before he battles with his uncle's killer, or Guilt." I turned and saw Lloyd standing behind me, staring into my eyes. I gave a sigh and sat.

"He's so mature for his age."

Lloyd frowned. "But he's turning 18 tomorrow. He's older than you take him for."

I walked towards him. He wrapped an arm around me, and we both stared at the ceiling towards Frost's room.

"I'm just worried for him is all."

There's the first chapter! Hope you liked it. If you have questions feel free to ask and I'll answer them next chapter either in the story or in the bold writing before the story starts. Ok? Thanks and review.