"Begone, you little beast!" He raged as I was flung onto the pavement outside. Whilst still in an intoxicated daze, the door behind me'd been shut loudly, telling me that I wasn't going to be returning anytime soon, nor that I had the option to. It was all familiar, shamefully. This was not the first drunk-on-the-job scenario I'd been through. And despite how different each job was, the walk home was the same each time.

But I suppose this time was the worst. I didn't bring my own, I snuck into boss' secret supply. And boy, did that cabinet empty fast.

The drunken tread home was harder than the last few times. It was difficult to walk or stand, and countless times my knees and palmst came into contact with the gritty sidewalk.

About halfway, rain began to pour and I had to go faster, faster, faster.

"Bloody hell, G." Said my doorman, Henry, in an exclaimation of horror and nearly untracable disappointment.

To put it in such a way that all readers can interpret, Henry was a fair-haired man in his late 20's. His shoulders were a bit broad and his face was coated in dark whiskers; In the words of the old lady who lives next to me upstairs, 'stunningly attractive' was what he was.

And what I was, was a sopping, drunk mess who was on the verge of barfing up an entire pizza.

But, to my luck, Henry wasn't stingy or merciless and helped me up to my apartment; To bed before I could hurt myself anymore that night.

Morning wasn't any better. My vision was blurred and my head was extremely groggy. Any muscle movement too fast and my stomach'd do flip flops.

So I moved as slow as I could.

(Kai's Point of View)

I had to leave. I had to get away.

Lloyd and Jay were driving me up the walls with their unwanted opinoins; In order to restrain from knocking their heads together, a stroll through the city under the blanket of night might do good for me.

However, I wasn't under the blanket for long. My stomach began to yell for something to eat, so I stopped at the nearest Noodle place.

I was halfway through my bowl when a girl with black hair sat in the counter seat next to me and waited so she could order. A fairly attractive and somewhat dark-skinned girl with full, rosy pink lips and a silver ring going through both nostrils like a bull ring.

"Come around here often?" I asked, turning my head slightly towards her so I could look her full in the eyes without popping a blood vessel.. in my eyes.

But once she turned her head, I couldn't help but gawk a bit. The opposing eye was a different color than the one I saw before. Her right eye was green, the opposite blue.

"I come here as a stress relief. There's nobody here to judge you, your clothes, your personality.."

her answer snapped me from the trance her Heterochromia put me in.

"Order up, sweetheart!" the bartend slid a white glass down the counter directly into the girl's hand, "on the house!"

"I suppose that's a good reason to visit. 'Specially at this time when nobody's around," I admitted.

"Yeah, well.. honestly, what would anyone judge YOU for, too much hair gel? Your DASHING looks being too much for a poor girl like me?" she replied, smirking once and then taking a sip of the sake.

I laughed dryly at her little joke and returned, "You'd be surprised.. sweetheart."

At the little nickname, she giggled and said, "Ay, only close ones are allowed to call me that!"

"So what am I, just some poor sap off the street?"

"Oh, I know you're not a poor sap. You're like.." she tapped a finger to her chin, "that one superhero who's too in love with himself to see that.."

she stopped talking briefly to move closer to me. It wasn't normal close, oh no.

It was the kind of close that lovers get when one of them is trying to drown out the other's senses. The kind of close that would normally be unnatural for acquaintences, but.. here we are.

"What he really needs.. is for someone else to love him even more.."

The hushes left me kind of breathless. Breathless was one word for it, but the more appropriate one was 'flustered'.

The tension quickly broke as she pulled away, taking another sip of the drink, "But, sometimes, people don't change, y'know?"

"Uh.." I recoiled an inch, "are you saying I'm not capable of-"

"Ey, ninja dude! Somethin' on the TV you should probably watch." the bartend interrupted, nodding towards the television hooked up for men to watch football on Saturday nights.. y'know, those televisions.

It was some News channel guy with a head with no hair and square glasses ready to slide off the end of his nose.

"B-breaking news!" he babbled, obviously scared out of his wits, and by the look of those forehead wrinkles, he was like this a lot, "The mayor of Ninjago City has been KIDNAPPED! His wife says he disappeared YESTERDAY after they fought and he never returned the next day! But after that, somebody sent us a video with intel on where he is! It seems though, that this video was intended to be shown to the City's heroes, the Ninja! Here's the clip!"

Then the screen flashed to a ceiling that looked like it belonged to a garage or a shed of some sort. I was immediately set on edge.

The camera jostled around a small bit before stopping in front of a pale girl's face, "Hi, Ninjas!" the voice was filled with an almost eerie kind of enthusiasm and probably left a mark on the many minds watching the video.

The girl continued, "So! It seems you've got a lil' bitty mystery on your hands! 'Where did mister mayor go?' 'When will he come home?' Well. I have a deal AND an answer!"

She moved the camera around to face none other than the mayor himself, tied to a chair and gagged with a dirty white cloth. Unharmed.

"If you want him back; If ANYONE wants him back, the so-called.. SAVIORS OF THE CITY, will meet me on the second-tallest building of the city at 10:30, SHARP. If they don't come, the mayor, a sweet and innocent girl, and.. my personal favorite, THE RED SAVIORS SISTER will all DIE by the stroke of midnight. See you soon, smooches!"

(Your Point of View)

"Everyone up! THEY HAVE NYA AND THEY'RE ALL GONNA DIE IF WE DON'T GET THERE, FAST!"

That was Kai's first exclaimation as soon as he arrived. The rest was close to terrified rambling as he went on about the video and his sister.

Rambling off is probably what a lot of people on our planet would do if their sibling or close relative had been kidnapped by someone who was using them as leverage to get THEM there.

The Ninja watched the video Kai did in the bar, got dressed, and made their way to the spot as ordered.

For the girl at the Noodle place, well.. can't say Kai isn't going to remember her for a while. Even if he did, she wouldn't let it happen anyways.

Lloyd and the rest of them arrived on the second-tallest building, which happened to be a place that made Kai's hair conditioner. But even with the smell wafting up from the metal ventilation, the scent coming from HER was overpowering by a lot.

A sickly sweet scent, it filled Lloyd's nose and washed over his tongue like an oversprayed perfume coming off a high-quality woman.

A perfume.. could you believe it?

The girl wore a white and ragged doll dress. Her face was young, soft and had attractive features. Though her eyes gave Lloyd a bad feeling.

Her skin and hair were both a pure white color, the only visible and literal colors on her were the bright neon purple eyes in her head and the city lights reflecting off her skin from behind like that of sea glass.

On her right and left were two figures sitting hunched over the very edge of the building, wearing sacks on their head and bound by the wrists.

"Glad you all could make it on such short notice!" she greeted with a sweet smile on her face, though her eyes bore no emotion, "My name.. is Godwin."

"LET THEM GO!" Kai bellowed, charging at her.

He would have run them both off the edge of the building if Zane didn't catch him by the arm in time.

"What a sweet boy.. but nope! I haven't even told you about my proposition yet, silly!" she giggled.

Lloyd, slightly unwilling, but not unable, stepped to the front of the group, katana drawn and pointed at her heart, "what is your deal?"

Godwin folded her hands in front of her and tilted her head, "That's more like it.. the deal. You have TWO choices.. either I push a random stranger over this VERY tall building.."

she gestured to the person on the left, "or the sister." then to her right.

"You don't agree to either, I get to slaughter the mayor! What do ya say, greenie?" she asked one last time, her neck twinging violently to the right shoulder.