Ed and Edna pulled Jay away from the group a while after Ronin and Dareth left. They had finished cleaning and were just hanging when Ed and Edna said they needed to leave but that they wanted to talk to Jay outside first. Jay gave a curious look and followed them out the temple near their car.

"So what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?" Jay questioned as he looked over the jalopy. It was old and some newer parts had been added to replace what had fallen off.

"Jay," Edna started, her voice was soft like she was worried about something. Her tone made Jay look back at her and his father. "You know we love you right?" Jay nodded, he feared where this was going. He watched Edna go to the car to pull something out. Jay noticed it was a small picture. It looked old and worn, the edges torn up some. Edna looked down at it with a sad look in her eye then handed it over to Jay.

The picture was of a woman in a hospital bed. In her arms was what looked like a newborn baby. Beside her was an adult man who had his hands on the shoulders of a young child. The family looked happy about their new edition. Jay noticed the man looked like his father. His birth father who he had found out was Fritz Donovan. After the world was reset Jay never told his parents that he knew about being adopted. He would wait and let them tell him when they were ready.

"Is this me?" He asked, pointing to the baby boy in the woman's arms.

Edna nodded sadly.

"Now Jay, just because you're adopted doesn't make you any less our son," Ed said firmly.

Jay smiled, "I know." He gave the two a hug and he could feel his mother crying lightly in his arms.

"We're sorry we never told you, dear. We just didn't know how," Edna said, still holding onto her son.

"It's okay mom."

After they left, Jay looked down at the picture again. If the baby was him then… Who was the other child? He looked closer at them and noticed a few things. They looked more like their dad with lighter skin and night black hair. It was long and in a cute ponytail. Their eyes were a bright, vibrant green. They were wearing a green shirt that almost looked long enough to be a dress and under a par of child jeans. They looked pretty feminine but Jay couldn't tell for sure.

Jay put the picture in his pocket and went back inside the temple where the others were talking at the table.

Kai looked up at Jay with a smile, "What did your parents say?"

Jay was okay with telling them, he trusted his friends and, unbeknownst to his parents, Jay had a lot of time to reflect on being adopted and was okay with it. He loved Ed and Edna more than anything and had no issue being adopted. "They told me I was adopted."

The ninja all stopped dead in their tracks and looked at him. They looked as if they were praying it was one of his jokes but they all knew better.

"Jay I," Nya started, "I'm so sorry."

Jay shook his head, "Don't be," he said with a smile. "Ed and Edna are still my parents and that's never gonna change."

"You're taking this well," Lloyd said with relief.

"Well," Jay started, "I've always had my suspicions." He then pulled out the picture and placed it on the table before the other. "They gave me this. I think I have a sibling."

The ninja looked down at the picture.

"Holy shit is that Cliff Gordon?" Lloyd called as he grabbed the picture.

"Lloyd!" Kai hissed, "Language."

Jay let out a chuckled, "Yeah, he's my dad." He then looked to Zane. "Can you look into Ninjago records and see if you can find anything about who that is?" He pointed to the younger child.

Zane picked up the picture and looked at it for a long moment. After half a minute he said, "Pixel says that her name is Julia Gordon. No records on her other than a birth certificate."

Jay looked back down at the young girl with a smile. "I have a sister."

Morro wasn't listening into their conversation on purpose. He was in the other room and they were loud. He's not a snoop. He did however almost trip over his own feet when he heard the name Julia Gordon.

He was beating up a poor dummy as Zane's voice echoed in his ears. He never actually had that much of an issue with the name. Julia was a pretty name and any girl would be happy to have it. He, however, was no girl and not happy to have it attached to his very being. He never had the opportunity to have a legal name change when he trained under Wu and when he left he completely forgot about it.

Despite being a shitty father figure, Wu was a good man when he wasn't keeping secrets and betraying other's trust. When the young, obviously female child before him told Wu to call them Morro, Wu didn't comment. He only smiled and took Morro's hand and led him to get some food.

After that he was thankful that small breasts ran in his family. It wasn't very hard to wear a tight undershirt to flatten them a little bit more. Morro didn't actually give much of a shit if someone called him a girl. He knew he was somewhat feminine with his long hair and long lashes. Gender was the last thing on his mind and would only calmly correct the other. As he got older his voice deepened and he got much taller. His muscles and shoulders grew as he trained and became actively fit. The only thing about him that wasn't masculine was under his belt and it was never an issue. It's not like people went around asking what was in his pants.

So no, he wasn't beating up a training dummy because he was insecure with his gender. He was beating the living shit out of the wooden thing because of the context behind Zane's words. He was the blue ninja's brother.

Morro vividly remembered when his mother left him and his little brother with a close friend. Their father had left right after the baby was born and became an actor. Their mother left to fight in the war and the kids were left with a woman they hardly knew. She was nice. Morro called her Aunt Delilah. Jay could hardly say his own name yet.

Morro was playing with Jay in their room at Delilah's house when a loud noise sounded and Morro grabbed Jay to protect him out of reflex. Delilah's scream echoed the halls of the small house. Morro could hear her shriek of fear become filled with liquid and it cut off. His heart sank to his toes. He held Jay closer in his arms as he backed up from the bedroom door. Jay began to cry. Morro tried to silently coo the younger quiet. It wasn't working. He heard the intruders' footsteps come closer. Morro turned and got onto the bed. He opened the window behind him and crawled out, Jay in arm. Morro ran from the small house in Jamanakai. He didn't look back and he didn't stop until his legs gave out from under him.

It only took a day and a half of living in a cave for Morro to realize he couldn't care for his brother like this. Jay was crying and out of energy. Neither of them had eaten since Delilah's house. Morro could do nothing but hug his baby brother close and whisper sweet nothings in his ear.

"Everything's okay." "I love you." "You're such a good baby brother." "We'll be okay." "I'll never let anyone hurt you." "You're safe as long as I'm alive."

Morro started walking from their cave till he came to a junkyard. Morro watched the older couple closely and saw they were sweet and caring people. When night fell Morro looked to his sleeping brother.

"This is only temporary. I'll come back for you. I promise." Jay didn't even stir at Morro's words. Morro gently climbed the fence and ran over to the trailer. He knocked on the door and left Jay there with a picture of them. It was the only thing Morro had from Delilah's house. He kept the picture in his pocket everywhere he went. He never wanted to forget when his family was happy. He didn't want Jay to forget either. When the door opened Morro was half way over the fence.

He didn't actually know what he was going to do. He was on the streets for a month or so and made a few friends. They raided dumpsters and the backs of noodle shops. It was almost two months after he left Jay with the junkyard people when he found his way to the Monastery. He had followed Tatsumaki and Eun to the large building. They all climbed into the trash bins and Morro got stuck in one of them. When the door opened and the other two boys ran off, Morro was still in the bin. He prayed whoever opened the door wouldn't see him. After he heard the door close he pushed his way out and looked to find food. A small plate before the door. He looked around and quickly grabbed it. He ran over to a rock to eat it.

That was how he met Wu.

His plan was to train under the older man and earn enough to live on his own. Then he would go back for Jay like he promised. Every day Morro trained harder and harder. He didn't know exactly what job he could get as a ninja but he knew he was good at it. He knew he had to succeed. He missed Jay's ginger hair and lightning blue eyes that reminded him of their mother.

Morro wondered how on earth he didn't put two and two together. The blue ninja had the same name, hair, and eyes as his baby brother.

Morro gave a hard kick to the dummy's head making it break off and slam into the wall on the other side of the room.

"Being a little harsh on the training dummy, don't you think?" Morro turned to see Garmadon standing in the doorway of the training hall.

Morro ignored him and floated over to the head, picking it up.

"Something bothering you?"

Morro sighed and placed the head back onto the dummy. "If someone you knew was looking for something and you knew where it was but you knew the person wouldn't like the answer would you still tell them?" Morro's eyes kept to the floor and his back to Garmadon.

He could hear Garmadon hum in thought. "I think it depends on how much this person needs to find what they're looking for." Morro looked over at him. "What's this all about?" Garmadon asked.

"Nothing," Morro mumbled and flew off. He let himself go invisible and walked to see if he could find Jay. He still wasn't sure if he wanted to tell Jay the truth or not. He found the blue ninja in the living room. When the ninja moved into the temple hey added some things more modern. Yang didn't seem to mind. He almost always kept to himself.

Jay was sitting on a couch looking down at the picture. Morro looked at it from over his shoulder. He knew this was the definitive proof that they were siblings.

Before Morro could decide whether he wanted to make his presence known or not Kai came in and sat next to Jay.

"I've known I was adopted for a while," Jay admitted to Kai, "But I never knew I had a sister."

Kai put a hand on Jay's shoulder. "Maybe we can put up posters or something? Like the missing child's photos on milk cartons."

"She's probably in her thirties by now," Jay sighed, "I highly doubt she still looks like she did in this picture."

The two were silent for a few minutes. Jay looking down at the picture and Kai looking at him.

"I have to find her," Jay stated, "I need to know if she's alive or not."

Morro didn't know what to think at this point. What would Jay even say if he knew the truth? How would he react?

"This is really important to you," Kai muttered to himself.

"Of course it's important!" Jay screeched.

Kai held up his hands in a defensive manner. "I get it, really I do," Kai's words seemed to calm Jay some. Kai put his hands down and one on Jay's knee as a comforting gesture. "I would walk through fire for Nya."

"I don't think fire hurts you as much as other people," Jay gave a halfhearted chuckle at his own joke.

"All joking aside, know that me and there others are here to help," Kai said with a smile. Morro looked at the two of them for a long moment. He then phased through a wall. He wasn't looking and phased right through Lloyd. He went visible and fell to his knees. Phasing through living flesh was the most uncomfortable sensation ever. Except for water anyways. Lloyd let out a startled noise and looked down at Morro who was standing up.

"Wha-what the hell was that for?!" He hissed out, his arms were wrapped tightly around his body as if to protect himself from the ghost.

"I wasn't looking when I went through the wall," Morro admitted, "My apologies."

Lloyd looked at him with an instinctual fear in his eye. "Why the hell were you walking through walls? Don't you use doors?"

"I was uh," Morro didn't know how to explain that he was spying on Jay by accident. Before he could find a way out Cole walked in with a brow raised.

"What's with all the yelling?" Cole gave a calm smile but Morro could tell behind it was suspicion.

Morro was about to speak when he was again interrupted by Jay and Kai coming from the room he was just in. The looked at the commotion with mirroring confusion.

"What in the name of the first spinjitzu master is going on here?" Jay questioned loudly.

"Morro came through that wall and phased through me," Lloyd answered. Jay looked at the wall then back at Morro.

"Hey," his eyes narrowed at Morro as if he was putting two and two together. "Were you spying on me and Kai?!" He hissed out his question, though it sounded more like an accusation.

"What? No!" Morro defended himself. It was a lie but no one else needed to know that.

Jay crossed his arms and gave a glare at Morro. Kai held the same glare. At that point everyone was looking at him with the same distrust.

Morro let out a sigh and went invisible. The others gave out noises of surprise or annoyance. Morro was able to leave and go back to his room. He didn't want to have to deal with them. Not when he was going through his own internal issues.

Once Morro was back in his room he looked at the gift Garmadon had given him. It had sat on his desk since yesterday and he hadn't touched it since. He moved closer and started to open the paints and paper. He sat at the table and looked down at the white paper. He had never painted before and didn't really know if there was a specific process to it or not. He decided to pull out a brush and see what happens.

Zane was walking past Morro's room when he heard the ghost let out an angry curse. He gave a light knock to the other's door. "Morro?" He questioned, "Is everything alright?" The door opened revealing Morro looking a little annoyed but it didn't seem directed to Zane.

"I'm fine," he said, "I just dropped some paints."

"Paints?" Zane questioned. He looked over Morro's shoulder to see a birthday bag and some art supplies. On the table was a paper painted with reds, greens, and blacks. There was also a single dot of blue. "Was that your birthday gift from Garmadon?"

Morro looked a little surprised that Zane knew that but only nodded in reply.

"We were all shocked to hear it was your birthday yesterday. I apologize for not helping you celebrate."

"Yeah well," Morro looked anywhere but Zane. "To be honest I didn't even remember yesterday was my birthday till Garmadon said something."

Zane didn't know how to reply to that. He also never really remembered his birthday or if he even had one. Instead the ninja picked one for him.

"Well," Zane smiled, "do you need any help cleaning your paints?"

Morro looked like he was about to turn down the offer but he looked back at his mess with a sigh. Morro lead Zane into his room. The floor was covered in water colors that had spilt.

"Oh, what a mess."

"I was moving them and they phased through my hands," Morro admitted. Zane found that odd. Morro was very good at controlling his ghostly abilities. With how long the other had been dead he had a lot of practice. Zane let it go, chalking it up as a random mistake. As he began to help Morro clean he noticed that the other seemed to be struggling some with picking items up.

"Is everything alright?"

Morro looked at the other then back down at his ghostly hands. "Just having a bad day." Zane suspected there was more but he also knew that Morro tended to bottle things up a lot. It would be best to let the ghost keep his secrets.

Once everything was cleaned Morro asked if Zane could wash his palette for him. Zane agreed and walk to the kitchen to wash it off in the sink. While he was washing Garmadon came up beside him.

"Good evening, Zane."

Zane smiled up at Garmadon. "Good evening. I'm helping Morro clean up his paints."

"That's kind of you."

Zane nodded at the praise. "I noticed he was having trouble holding things."

Garmadon's smile faded a bit at this, but only for a moment. "I'm sure all is well. I may go check in on him just in case." With that Garmadon gave Zane a pat on the back and left.