Prologue:

Once upon a time there lived a great spinjitzu master, and his friends, the elemental masters. They lived in Ninjago, a peaceful place full of light. However, it was not as peaceful as it looked. For the Overlord, a being consumed with evil. The masters warred many wars with him to protect the citizens. However it was not enough. The great spinjitzu master was destroyed, along with his friends. only his friends' descendants escaped destruction by going into hiding. All feared it was the end for Ninjago. However, the great spinjitzu master himself had two sons, Lord Garmadon and Sensei Wu. Determined beyond their young age, they vowed to bring the elemental masers back, and destroy the Overlord.

Many years went by. The oldest brother, Garmadon, married and had a son. The brothers made allies and located the descendants who had inherited their ancestors' elemental powers. They had found all but six of the elemental masters. Now, you must understand that our story here takes place during an interesting time in Ninjago history… You see, a group of five bandits have been terrorizing the population. They were all male and had strange, and rather long, names. It is also at this time that a young man named Dareth Von Brown, one of the rebels in the rebellion, was looking for some help for his classroom…

~Somewhere in Ninjago City~

A spiked, auburn haired teen boy frowned at the newspaper he was looking through, unimpressed with his choices for hiring jobs. He had hazel eyes, one with a small scar slashed across it. He was wearing worn out jeans and a bright red sweater with a large hood attached to it. His worn out sneakers was mainly red in color, but had some gray accents. Lifting his hand up, he ran his fingers through his hair, frustration dancing in his eyes. Growling, he dropped his paper down, giving up on finding a job for now.

"Kai?" A young teen girl stood in the doorway. Her black hair was cut at chin length, her own hazel eyes peering curiously at him. She was wearing a red kimono with gold accents and a gold bracelet with a bright red jewel in the middle. "We're all going to go hang out tonight, you comin'?"

Kai closed his eyes for one second, before speaking, glancing over at her. "Sure, I could take a break. Who all will be there?"

"Everyone. Jay, Cole, Zane, even Lloyd can make it this time." His sister grinned as if she found the whole idea of hanging out with friends extremely exciting.

Kai frowned as he tapped at the newspaper. "I still need to find an actual job."

She rolled her eyes, a smile tugging at her lips. "You need to take a break from hunting sometimes you know?"

Kai rubbed his face, exhaustion flooding him. "Yeah…but we're running low on groceries, and we need money for that."

She looked him over, before speaking up, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Lloyd may have mentioned that he thinks that he found something you might be interested in."

"Really? Hmm, maybe I should come with and see what he has this time." Kai stood up to leave.

~Destiny's Bounty, bridge, about one thousand feet above Ninjago City~

The room was dark except for a single light bulb that hangs over the long conference table. There were six people sitting around the table, all of them shifting slightly as they looked each other over. The one sitting at the head of the table was far smaller than the others, a green mask covering his eyes while a green kerchief was pulled over his nose and mouth, allowing only his messy dirty blonde hair to be seen. The one sitting on his right was wearing a blood red mask over his eyes and a dark brown kerchief covering his mouth and nose. On the small dude's left side was another person wearing a more complicated maroon mask, since it had horns sticking out of it and covered his hair. Down the table a ways was three others. One of the ones on the right side was wearing a bright orange mask and a black kerchief, while the other wore an electric blue kerchief and a dark brown mask. Across from them on the left side, the last person was wearing a light gray mask and a dark gray, almost silver, kerchief.

The small guy cleared his throat, worry dancing in his bright green eyes. "Ok…so here's the problem. Ya see Mr. Borg has some interesting papers that would really cause some trouble if they fall into the wrong hands…so Tête de feu têtue will be leading Robot amical avec des mains glacées and Un orage qui parle trop. Understood?"

Nods rippled through the group, even as blood red mask spoke up. "You sure you want me in charge Tout puissant trop jeune pour la guerre?"

Tout puissant trop jeune pour la guerre nodded in confirmation. "Yes. As my second in command I trust that you can come up with a perfect plan to get into Borg Industries with just those two. Besides that, I need Montagne qui danse and L'inondation de l'eau en cas de problème to help me with something else."

Maroon mask nodded, same as orange mask, interest shining in their eyes.

~On the clear other side of Ninjago, in an underground hidden room~

An elderly man with gray hair frowned as he stood in front of a large beat up chalkboard. His eyes were a bright green with gold flecks. He was wearing an old gray gi, his fingers curled around a staff. There were only a few others in the room with him at the time, an elderly woman with a gray French braid dressed like an archeologist, a crippled man sitting in a wheelchair with graying black hair, and a young man with slicked back brown hair that was wearing a ridiculous brown gi.

Shaking his head, he turned to face the others. "Since my brother is not here…I guess I will lead this meeting." Pausing, he glanced at the only woman in the room. "We need to figure out a way to break into Borg Industries…" Whipping around he turned to face the guy in the wheelchair. "Sorry Mr. Borg."

Mr. Borg shrugged, smiling, laughter dancing in his eyes. "Don't worry about it. I was the one that alerted you about it."

Brown gi spoke up, anxiety flooding his voice. "You sure that none of you can be my new janitor? That would really help things for me if I didn't have to worry about stuff that will link me to the rebellion being found out."

Shaking his head, Mr. Borg spoke up, backing up the decision that was made earlier. "Sorry Dareth, but we all have things that we are doing to earn money…or are wanted for a series of crimes..." Mr. Borg quickly coughed into his fist suddenly, though the cough sounded suspiciously like Garmadon.

Rolling his eyes skyward, the guy leading the meeting spoke again, a dryness to his words. "Yes, well it wasn't my fault that I was caught on camera. Someone didn't warn me about the new security measures."

Clearing her throat loudly the only female in the room drew their attention away from the pending argument. "We still need to figure out who these bandits are. Mr. Borg? You said you managed to record them using their names?"

Mr. Borg nodded in confirmation, before directing what he said next to her. "Yes, that I did Misako. Their names are quite strange though. As you know, there are only five known bandits. However what I managed to discover, I believe there is a sixth directing everything. Their names are Tête de feu têtue, Un orage qui parle trop, Robot amical avec des mains glacées, L'inondation de l'eau en cas de problème, and the last one was Montagne qui danse. They also mention that their leader's name is Tout puissant trop jeune pour la guerre. "

Misako frowned, puzzled by their names. "Here I was hoping to be able to learn more about them…instead I am more confused because those names sound like they speak another language."

Everyone shrugged, even as worry slipped in. The bandits liked to target Mr. Borg for some unknown reason, and they wanted them behind bars so as to protect their fellow rebel.

A/N: Done! Ok, this is a rewrite of one of my old Ninjago stories, Recruiting the Spiked Hair Boy. If this is the first time you have read any of this, I truly hope you will enjoy this story! If you have read my old one, I hope you enjoy this new rewrite for it.

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