Chapter One:

Thunder boomed across the darkening sky as it threatened to storm. Of all different ages sprinted towards the various buildings, seeking shelter from the storm. A lone figure clad in red sprinted through the crowd, weaving his way through everyone easily. Kai paused briefly, pulling out a newspaper to stare at it, as if to double check something. The first of the raindrops fell down, splattering him and the paper. Shaking the paper as if to dry it off, he quickly folded it and slipped it back into his pocket. Glancing up and down the street, he braced himself to walk across it to the beat-up former dojo turned school across from him.

As he walked across the street, a single bird, a brown falcon, landed on a street lamp watching his every move…

~Meanwhile Inside of the Von Brown's Academy of the Intelligent~

Dareth paced anxiously around the small classroom, his mind in turmoil. His companion, a female android with a long silver ponytail, glowing blue eyes, and she was wearing a purple dress, followed his movement calmly. "Sir? May I recommend that you sit down? Mr. Borg is talking to the news staff about advertising your job for you, there is no reason to fret."

Groaning, Dareth paced back to the android, his fingers twitching. "Pixal… I have plenty of reasons to worry… what if they goof up and they write Mr. Borg's name and business down instead of my name and this here school?"

Pixal rolled her eyes at him, even as the door was pushed open. Startled, Dareth turned around to see a young man standing in the doorway. He was wearing a red windbreaker, ripped jeans, worn out red sneakers, and his windbreaker's zipper was partially undone, allowing him to see a red tee shirt with a dragon printed on it underneath. His sharp hazel eyes were set into an eternal scowl, his hair sticking straight up as if he had slathered it in hair gel.

Shifting slightly on his feet, he looked straight at Dareth. "Umm… I'm here to see about a job opening?"

Dareth brightened up immediately, having not expected to see results so soon. "Come on in! My name's Dareth Von Brown! Headmaster of this fine establishment… eh, you know how to clean right?"

"Wouldn't be applying for a janitor's job if I didn't, now would I?" The teen leaned against the wall casually.

Dareth chuckled at that, already deciding that he liked the teen. "Perfect, perfect! Uh… I probably should check your efficacy on that… oh!" Snapping his fingers, he spun around to nod towards a large spill of…something… on the floor near the door. "Can you make it look like that never happened?"

"Sure, I'll give it a try." The teen shrugged as he walked over to the janitor trolley in the room. Grabbing the cleaning supplies he needed, he went straight to work.

As he was cleaning, Garmadon slipped into the room, arching an eyebrow up at the sight of the boy. Turning to face his friends, he spoke in a low whisper. "I thought you didn't have a janitor?"

"I don't…my dear friend named Donald that looks an awful like the wanted criminal Garmadon…but in fact is not him. He is here to try out for the job." Dareth put too much pressure on the whole name thing, making it way too obvious.

The teen rolled his eyes, even as two nindroids and two police-bots came into the room. One of the police-bots came forward and seized Garmadon by the arm. "You are under arrest for breaking and entering a government building."

As the robots moved to take Garmadon to jail, the teen threw a bucket of water at the floor, aiming for the legs of the robots. While they were still glitching, he grabbed a sponge and scrubbed the floor casually shifting his weight so as to throw it into the bots. Yelping, they released Garmadon, crashing into each other. Smiling mock innocently, the teen twisted around to look at them even as Garmadon quickly disappeared through a hidden passageway behind Dareth's desk. "Oops. Sorry about that. One of the kids spilled chocolate milk in here…totally didn't mean to knock you all out. Here let me help you…" He moved to assist the law-enforcers, still holding a soaking wet sponge in his hand.

The nindroids took a step back, before crashing down to the ground, their legs giving out. The two police-bots looked at the teen, before one of them spoke up. "Your help is not needed civilian. Remember, if you see Garmadon, suspicious behavior, or even one of those bandits… call the proper authorities."

"Will do….when I see something that is worth reporting for the safety of the people." He muttered the last part under his breath; so that Pixal and Dareth were the only ones smart enough to hear him.

Nodding in response, the robots walked out of the room. Quickly drying up the mess he had just made, the teen deposited the cleaning supplies back to where they belonged. "If that is all… here's my resume. See ya around!" He left the room, his resume sitting on the desk next to the stapler.

Garmadon popped out of the hidden passageway, staring after the teen. "We need to recruit him for the rebellion."

"Why?" Dareth picked up the homework papers he was in the process of grading.

Pixal stared at him as if he were crazy, before speaking up. "Dareth…he knocked those nindroids and police-bots out on purpose. We need him for the rebellion."

"Oh… how do we spell cat again?" Dareth held up one of the worksheets.

Garmadon shook his head as he looked to his friend. "Dareth… why are you a teacher again? What was his name?"

Dareth closed his eyes briefly, guilt crossing his features. "I knew I forgot something…"

"Dareth!" Pixal and Garmadon cried out in annoyance.

~Right in Front of the School's front door~

Kai zipped his jacket's zipper all the way up, pulling his hood up over his face to protect himself from the onslaught of rain. Shoving his hands into his pocket, he turned to face the falcon that was still sitting on the street lamp. "You know Falcon? Someone really needs to tell Dareth that is good friend Donald story would be believable if he didn't mention Garmadon…or stress how good of a friend Donald is. Do you want to join me for noodles?"

Kai walked off, the bird quickly following him at a distance….

A/N: Done! Hmm, that went differently than last time. But the same, since he still helped out Garmadon…and Dareth forgot to get his name.

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