A/N: I bet you're curious to see why this is worth putting in a story right? Well that question is answered in this chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Ninjago

(Kora's POV)

I opened my eyes and let out the breath I'd been holding. I might as well have kept my eyes closed. It was pitch black except for a tiny line of light. It was the kind that shines through cracks under doors. Where am I? I wondered. Or rather, when? Something shuffled next to me. I couldn't see what it was. I hope we didn't get separated. Or worse.

"Ok, headcount," Cole commanded. "Kai?"

Cole was definitely our respected leader. He always had a plan, got right down to business and could whip us into shape. He may be a bit gruff, but there is nobody else I'd rather take orders from.

"Here." Came a voice right next to me.

"Zane?"

"Present and awaiting orders." Called Zane's monotone voice.

I put my head in my hands. Typical Zane. He can never give a normal response of "I'm here!" or even a "Yes". He's just so…Zane! Yeah, I can't think of any other way to describe him.

"Jay?"

"I'm right next to you, Cole. See?" said Jay.

"Hey! Jay! Stop poking my face!" cried a young voice.

"Whoops." Jay chuckled. "Sorry Lloyd."

I giggled. Jay can be such an idiot, but he always knows just how to make me laugh. Except when I'm in a bad mood. I felt a swift motion beside me and I got punched in the arm.

"OW!" I yelled out. "Who did that?!"

"Oops. Sorry Kora," said Kai.

Then there was Kai. We shared a lot in common. We were impatient, we had the same opinions. There were a couple things different about us though. One is that if I get spooked by and unknown giggle, I do not punch the source of it.

"Well I guess I don't have to call out for Lloyd or Kora." Observed Cole.

"Now where are we Cole?" I asked. "How do we get out?"

Zane got there first. "Judging by the cramped space and boxes we are sitting on, the logical guess would be a storage closet."

"Yeah, we're in a closet backstage of my performance," said Cole. "Now let's get out and fix this humiliating memory so I can burn ever failing it from my head."

I heard Lloyd giggle and some shuffling noises as Cole made for the door.

"As a precaution, Cole." Offered Zane. "May I suggest wearing your hood so nobody recognises you?"

"Good thinking. In fact, we should all wear our hoods. Just in case." Cole complimented.

Suddenly, a bright light shone, blinding me. It took a while for my eyes to adjust. I blinked rapidly. Outside was a familiar backstage setting. It teemed with busy, hurried people who took no notice of the door opening. Cole stood in the door frame with his hood on and motioned for us to follow him. I put my hood on and struggled over to him. We all filed out and looked around. Why does this look so familiar? I wondered.

"Cole, isn't this the place where we won the Blade Cup?" Kai questioned.

Cole sighed. "Yeah… It is."

A younger looking Lou with dark black hair was leading four young boys the edge of backstage. He looked very proud and patted a small, black haired and nervous looking boy on the back.

"Don't worry, son." Said Lou. "You'll do great if you do as we rehearsed. Remember, you have Royal Blacksmith blood!"

"But dad," said the scared looking boy, "it's the Triple Tiger Sashay! Not even professionals have done it!"

"But you can!" encouraged Lou. "You are the next generation, improving our legacy!"

A voice sounded over the loudspeaker calling up the next act. I watched as the young quartet filed onto the stage, younger Cole at the back. Aww, he is so small and innocent! We were all looking at Cole who sighed and shook his head. He turned to us.

"Ok, the Triple Tiger Sashay is one of the final acts." He informed us then looked to me. "I'll give you the signal when we start to perform it. As for you," he turned to the others, "act natural and blend in."

Jay laughed. "Ok!"

Cole stood in a position he could see the performers and I walked to his side. In an attempt to blend in, Jay began singing, Kai beat-boxed, Zane danced to the beat and Lloyd clapped in time. I smirked. That's something you don't see every day. I noticed a female brunette with a bob cut and a pencil behind her ear tap Lloyd on the shoulder.

"Excuse me little boy," she said in a British accent. "Are you lot an act? If not I will have to ask you to leave."

"Hey I'm not so little!" Lloyd complained. "Um, we are… Uh…"

Lloyd turned to the others for support. Kai jumped in to save Lloyd from his awkward situation.

"We're the Martial Art Masters!" He said hurriedly. "We base our best moves on fighting techniques. Show 'em Zane."

Jay elbowed Zane in the chest and he nodded. He performed a series of punches and kicks finished it off with a stylish flip. The brunette nodded and narrowed her eyes judgementally. She took out a clip board and looked at her list. Oh no. We aren't a registered act! She'll kick us out! I quickly pulled out my staff and tapped it on the ground. Time froze.

I ran up to the brunette, took the pencil from behind her ear and clipboard from her grasp. I flicked to the bottom of the list and wrote Martial Art Masters: Zane, Kai, Lloyd and Jay. I slid both items back to their original spots, returned to my position and tapped my staff on the floor once more. The brunette continued scanning her list.

"Oh, there you are. You're the final act." She said, surprised. "Sorry for the confusion, have a nice day!"

She strode off and left the boys behind who looked utterly confused and shocked. Kai looked at me and I winked, grinning. He smiled in understanding and gave me a thumbs-up. The moment was ruined by a sharp nudge in my side, courtesy of Cole.

"Now!" He muttered.

I hastily tapped my staff on the floor and looked at the stage. Younger Cole was mid-jump and it didn't look very professional. I tapped Cole with my staff. He joined me in this time-pause state. We walked onto the stage.

Cole began walking to his younger self. "Ok, we just need to adjust-"

"STOP!" I screeched.

Cole froze and panicked. "What? What happened?"

My mind in a whirl, I explained my thoughts. "I remember from somewhere that if you come in contact with your past or future self or if you acknowledge each other, time collapses!"

Cole instantly backed away. "Okaaay. New plan. I instruct you on how to adjust him."

I nodded and walked up to the younger Cole.

"Ok, he- Er, I need more height, arms straighter, same with the legs and adjust the head angle." I performed each action after he said it and looked to Cole expectantly. "Perfect!"

We returned to our original positions and I tapped my staff on the ground. Younger Cole sprang into action, performing a perfect Triple Tiger Sashay. The crowd went wild. The others took the cheering as a signal and ran up to us. I looked to the stage.

Lou had run up to younger Cole and hugged him saying "I couldn't be more proud…"

Cole's eyes shone and he cheered in victory. We high-fived, all around and I listened to more of what Lou said.

"Do you know what this means son? You're world famous! You're a dancer! You have a scholarship to the most prestigious arts school in history!" Lou cried.

I turned to Cole with glee. He was yelling with delight.

"Waho-"

He never finished that second cheer. Right in the middle of it, he and Lloyd disappeared.

A/N: Sorry guys, I love giving you cliffies! Stay tuned to see the rest!