A/N; still don't own whatever you notice. This is an interlude into chap three. ENJOY!

I was on Phadoes, dressed as a Master Warrior, sitting in a meditative state at the temple ruins.

"We saw what troubles you so young Dragon." I heard my aunt say from behind me

I opened my eyes and saw my aunt Dulcea, my Uncle Ninjor, my Mother and my

Father standing in front of me

"What am I going to do? This evil could cause the final war. I can't do it on my own" I asked the sadness dripping off my voice

"I think it's time for our grandchildren to take up the power." My father said

"They'll never let that happen! They baby them, the only reason they've been trained in the Ninjetti is because I made sure of it." I said bitterly

"You said it yourself; you were on your third set of power by the children's age. Do they forget this?" Dulcea asked

"You saw it all. I don't understand any of it, but I can't put them through that. I can't make their parents hate them." I murmured

"Don't you think that is their choice to make." My father said sagely