Hi guys! TJ here with another new story cooked up for y'all! :D YAY!

Since I think I have sufficiently updated enough stories to warrant putting up something new, I've decided to put up my newest story idea. It's rather dark, and this prologue just barely scratches the surface.

This is actually *gasp* NOT focusing on Jay as the main character! You'll find out who it focuses on in the prologue *cue little arrow pointing down*, and I hope you enjoy this small taste of what's to come.

As I have written out a basic plot sketch for about half of a story, I think I should update this . . . slightly more quickly? No idea. But anyway, here ya go. Hope you like. (Oh yeah, just ignore the Tenth Doctor Lego cover, that's just temporary)

Journal Entry 1: Comatose

My world is crumbling around me. I have never seen Ninjago in more chaos in my life.

I can't believe what has happened in the past year-no, two years, if what Mindroid says is true. But after what we've seen happen, I can actually believe the little metal half-pint.

The only way I've kept myself from insanity is writing down everything that happened to me, and is continuing to happen to me. I only just began this journal, so maybe I should take several steps back. . .

Zane was the first to fall, back when he defeated the Overlord. Then Kai was lost, during the Tournament of Elements. Lloyd was barely able to escape when Morro possessed him. Nya just evaded it too, but Jay didn't make it. Our team is now down to three Ninja, two teachers, and a renegade half-sized Nindroid, and we're struggling to even keep it that way.

I'm supposed to be the Master of Earth. . . I'm supposed to be strong, level-headed, the leader. But I'm beginning to crack. . . I watched my best friends and my brothers slip away before my eyes. I'm a ghost, both physically and mentally. I feel so hollow and empty inside. Unconscious, even.

Where are you going, Cole?

I ask myself that question every day. I'm beginning to feel the pull . . . the same pull that took my friends away. The call to just give up and submit. But I can't . . . I'm not gonna die. I can't. Not after seeing what it does to you.

Oh, Zane . . . I only just found out about what happened to you . . . Your sacrifice . . . it meant nothing . . .

Hmm. . . is this a hint that we're going to find out what happened to Zane?

I guess the only way to find out is to stay tuned for Journal Entry #2! See ya laters, alligators!

#God's Not Dead!