Guess who won the coin toss? Yep, you guessed it!

What if our boys didn't become Ninja and their parents decided to put them in Darkley from K through 12? How would they do? This obviously changes a few things: All Dead Parents are alive and well, have changed they're appearance and or names to protect their kids, will eventually be found out due to their own respective reputations.

Just why are they hiding and just WHAT did they do that worth all the hiding?

All OCs belong to me, Ninjago belongs to LEGO. Respect this and we'll get along fine.

Chapter 1: Welcome To Darkley

The new principal looked at the names of a few students that caught his eye, they struck him familiar. He then drew a hand on top of one in particular, pulling it closer to him. He had gone to this very school, to be put in charge of it wasn't in his plans but then he figured that he owed this new generation a better shot then his got. Of course, becoming principal here meant you had to be at the forefront of protecting your school's reputation.

And to take all the abuse that comes with it.

In Ninjago, Darkley had the reputation of being one of the two "Demon Schools". Darkley's female counterpart was St. Rachael, an all girls school for young girls to become the new villainesses of tomorrow. Darkley was were young boys became villains, plain and simple. Many things were said about it and accusations were tossed at it, some true, some false. You had to sit there and listen at others bash you AND your school, then you had to deny everything. This new principal hated this snobbish system but this was how things worked and he had to work with it if he wanted decent funding for his school.

A hard thing as no one wanted to keep Darkley or St. Rachael around, wanting to tear it down.

Which they could try and do, it wouldn't do any good as both schools were a part of the delicate balance of Ninjago. To remove them was to toss Ninjago in danger, nobody wanted that. Besides, hadn't they ALL remembered the last few times they tried reform on Darkley and it failed? Every new principal had tried and failed, now it was his turn to bring order to an order less place. He deemed that he'd give it order but it wouldn't be in the way the "surface" deemed it. They had enough control as it was, this was under HIS control.

He read the name and picture, starting to laugh. He knew who this was and was looking forward to the new year...

And his new security guards...

"I look forward to seeing you again, Joker..." he vowed in a deep Jamaican voice.

(At Ed and Edna's Scrap N' Junk...)

Ed looked through the mail, seeing the Darkley's envelope. He was puzzled by it, what was this? Darkley was using a new parchment, wasn't it a light blue now? Like the uniforms? What was in his weathered hands was a deep black envelope, even if held up to a light, nothing was seen. As if protecting what ever was in it from light itself. He took a letter opener and opened it, he pulled out the letter and read it. Ah, so it was a confirmation that his payment to the School had went through. he and Edna didn't like sending their sweet son to that horrible place but considering how much they made here in the junkyard, even with the occasional pawning items, it wasn't enough to secure a future for Jay.

They also had twin daughters to think about, girls were expensive.

Ella And Ellie Walker were Jay's younger twin sisters, both blond and blue eyed. The two girls couldn't have a sweeter older brother, he'd always make a funny face or make them laugh when they were crying or he'd invent something that made them smile. Jay had Edna's redish brown hair and Ed's blues. Many claimed that they were an electric blue but Ed just laughed it off. There hadn't been much light in his eyes in years, he only gets that way when he gushes about his kids. Or Edna, whom was always so diligent in writing down notes for him. Gosh, he had gotten so forgetful! He then looked at the envelope again, what was he doing again? Edna walked in and giggled, did he forget something again? She didn't mind, it was half the reason he asked her to take notes for him so often. He smiled and looked at her, asking how she was.

She was quick to remind him that Jay's old uniform was updated, commenting that he was growing up so fast. As for the girls, they're St. Rachael uniforms had come in. Ed frowned sadly, yet again if it weren't the fact that they were poor, he wouldn't put his baby girls in that harlot training school! Edna nodded, she didn't like it but the scholarships were far more better for all three children then any public school could cook up. Especially for Jay, whom seemed so smart and creative. Never mind that they took pity on them where other private schools would not. Such as running behind in payments from time to time...Like last year, when Ed broke his back and couldn't work.

Both school made it hard to say no...

"They're really twisting the arm on us, aren't they?" He asked while smiling nervously

" More like twisting it while it's broken. all the while smiling..." Edna pointed out.

They sighed, what could they do really? They made they're bed, now they get to lay in it. Some thing fell out of the envelope, both looked down and picked it up. Each picked up a piece of paper, black construction paper? Or paper died black? And they were each in a shape, both recognized the shapes.

A Black Tulip and A Joker Card...

Both then felt a chill, recognizing them better and beginning to sweat. Edna looked at Ed, whom looked at her with the same nervous smile. There weren't meany who got the meaning of these to seemingly innocent symbols of black parchment. The meaning leading to something LESS then innocent...

"Ed...It's HIM, isn't it...?" Edna asked nervously.

"Now Edna, take a note...This is just a joke, so don't panic..." He urged.

Both got even sweater and panicked more, neither convinced by the last sentence. They had no choice, they HAD to deny the meaning. They heard footsteps and quickly hid the two papers and wiped the sweat off, willing themselves to calm down. They couldnt let anyone know.

Let alone they're sweet children...

Jay looked at his Uniform, smirking. He finally got taller! And he filled out in the right spots so now the Uniform was nice and snug on him, it was the outdated black uniform. But his had a few final touches to make it his: dark blue dress shirt with a light blue tie. The only other touch he had was his round glasses, did he need them? No, they were fake. Why he had them were because his Dad told him that wearing fake glasses would draw attention to him, the first step to deception. Making others think he was a weaselly nerd gave him the advance of surprise, especially when someone took his glasses off his face. 5 people found out that it was a bad move..Never mind the 12 that though they could take of his yamaka during holidays. He earned a bit of a name for himself at Darkley in part thanks to it, the rest? He looked around and walked over to his cell phone, pressing the speed dial. He earned along with a certain person, who you wonder? Well, his childhood friend. A girl whom went to St. Rachael. Vanessa Johnson, sweet and dear. But that was OUTSIDE of St. Rachael's walls...He texted her, asking if she was free. She responded by telling him to call. He called her, why? Well, it had something to do with this summer. They hadn't really spent a lot of time with the other as of late, as for why had a lot to do with their families. What names did he and Vanessa earn? For him, he was called Black Arrow. For her, Black Bow. A name coined for how well they work together...And Together, they were...

The Devil's Matchmakers...

"So, I've got a few guys looking for hook-ups. What do you got?" Jay asked.

"5 girls, these guys got bank? No money, no honey they all said. " Vanessa asked back.

Jay sighed, pulling up the files on the guys. All five were decent looking, all sons of promising spots in the market. Vanessa pouted, she HATED doing these. All these girls cared about was getting spoiled, looks were the last worry. But...These sluts paid her a box of 5 cheese cakes so now she owe them. All daughters of test testers, maybe this could work out after all if these boys WERE in the market! Jay smirked, they had a match then. Test testers with market grocers, perfect.

"Walker, we've got a deal. Tell those boys they've got a date Friday night." Vanessa giggled.

"Way ahead of ya, Johnson. Booked reservations to a nice dinner for ten, 9:00 PM, Formal attire." Jay beamed.

They each texted the lucky group, both tapping a black heart onto them. Considering them matched! But now he started wondering about himself, here he was match making for other guys while he was still single. Vanessa was more then happy to help him find a girl, finding out that Jay was her toughest match to make! not because he was fussy but more that she couldn't find a girl that fit him in the slightest. She also came to find that St. Rachael girls didn't think much of Jay at all, it really pissed her off. So he wasn't stupid handsome or filthy rich, so what?! These girls had NO taste, no amount of extra teaching could teach appreciation! Unlike the arrogant studs at Darkely, Jay was a sweet and adorable dork. He could be sensitive and listen to you, once you could get past his chatter box. He could also invent things, from laptops to even compacts out of junk! That is just awesome! Even if he messed up, you could forgive it since he'd make you laugh it off. Anytime she heard Jay's name mentioned on the tongue of these stuck up brats, all she would hear was them bashing everything about him. It was starting to seem impossible to find a nice girl for Jay, not when she had nothing but gold digging whores shopping for new sugar daddies! She then picked up a file on a recent client, tilting her head.

Wow, this one was pretty cute. Smooth black hair in a stylish bob, warm brown eyes that could pass for red...Back round, she smirked. Daughter to a Blacksmith, warfare student. She seemed pretty nice, nothing really bad in her profile. Wasn't this her new roommate? Nya Kotestu, didn't she had a super pissed off older brother? She beamed sweetly, she found his match! She felt it in her heart that THIS was the girl for Jay, classy, pretty and down to earth! On the other side of the conversation, Jay looked through his files lazily. He was looking for a nice guy for Vanessa, only to get the same frustration. Guys in Darkley didn't have a high opinion of Vanessa, most wondering who the heck she was. So what if she wasn't crazy hot or didn't have "skills" that mattered? What that meant was did they put out and could they make a sandwich...Which pissed him off.

Vanessa was super sweet, cute and just as crafty as he was, to watch her sewing up rags into a dress was cool! She was so fast at it, how is that not a cool skill to have?! She was nice enough to help him take up his uniform and make it fit better on him, which was awesome! She was willing to help you out, even if she was only there for support. If that wasn't the crime of the century, he wanted to know what was! He stopped at a profile, smiling a bit. This one sounded good, just one of the farmer kids that were looking for a cute girlfriend, open preference. He loved open preferences, they were easy to find. He heard about this one, Walter McCoy. McCoy Farms was one of the successful Farms in Ninjago, mostly known for they're Apples. He then picked up the apple pie he paid him in, a whole pie too. Walter was nice enough to toss in a bottle of apple juice to wash it down, no one did that before. Most just hand him a piece of sugar and that was it, when it was a whole pie or cake, that told him they really wanted a date. Was he buttering him up or was he that nice of a guy? Well, he WAS the middle child out of 3 boys and both older and younger had a girlfriend. Ah, he felt pressure either for himself or from his parents.

He seemed like a nice guy, he ate the pie and drank the juice, sighing happily. Wow, no wonder they were so successful! Sweet and filling, neither over powered the other but completed the other. Nothing bad about him, he nodded. He finally found Mr. Right for Vanessa!

"See you tomorrow, Jay-Bird." She giggled.

"Later, Sugar." He chuckled.

He hung up and smiled, tomorrow was the start of the new year.

And ta-da! Here's a start! Jay is known for being a matchmaker at Darkley and from the look of it, he's good. He works with Vanessa and pairs students up with the right date or hook up, it doesn't matter. But it seems that they aren't above trying to fix the other up, nothing but the best for their childhood friend!

As for Ed and Edna, considering how old they look and how they are, what could this sweet old couple be possibly hiding? What on earth could those pieces of paper mean?

I've decided to spice things up a little with this old story, be ready...