I was framed, cuffed, dragged, and caged all in one day. I wasn't concerned for my sake, I never age, so a couple of years is nothing for me compared to a regular person. He dragged me through the jail center, we passed many cells with people reaching their hands out towards me. They started to shout things like 'fresh meat'. The police officer pulled on my cuffs making me stop in place.

He took out a pair of keys and unlocked the bared door. He slid it open and motioned me to step inside. I slowly walked inside the room, there was a bunk bed infused in the wall. In the corner was a silver toilet, a silver sink, and a table in the middle with two metal chairs. He removed my cuffs and closed the door.

"Your 'roommate' is in the office seeing if he could be released early" he told me. I nodded my head as he left. I looked around my room, it had some of his items scattered around. He had a couple of books on the shelf and a sketching pad with one of those clay chalks. The top bunk of the bed was unmade, so that must have been his.

I sat on the bottom with legs crossed and my head in my arms. My head swirled with the events that happened in the past few days, the murder, the arrest, the court. I didn't even think my brothers knew about what happened. I started to twitch my fingers in my hand.

I heard the door creak open, my head shot up as I saw the officer with another prisoner by his side. The boy started to walk forward.

"Better luck next time kid" he said. He patted his back before pushing him in the cell and slamming the door on him. He was wearing an orange jump suit like me. He had black hair, green eyes, and an orange eyebrow piercing.

He looked up at me and smiled, he walked over to me and reached his hand down. He had a goofy smile on.

"I finally get another roomy" he said.

"I'm Zane"

"I'm Ashton" he said cheerfully. I smiled at him back.

"So, Zane, how did you end up in shit-hole" he asked as he sat next to me on the bed.

"I was accused of murder, rape, and kidnap" he looked at me startled "what about you?" I asked

"Like you I got caught for multiple things… I trespassed and robbed a house… I also got caught with drugs." We sat there in silence before one of the officers came to our door.

"Zane Julian" I shot my head towards him

"Phone call" I quickly got up and walked out of the cell. He led me to a room with 5 windows each with two walls and a phone on each side. In one of the windows there was another prisoner talking to an older woman, maybe his mother. And in the other window there was my family.

I slowly walked over to the chair and desk my head hung down. I sat down and slowly looked up at my family. Everyone was there, Jay, Cole, Kai, Nya, Lloyd, Sensei Wu, and my dad. Nya was sitting on the chair while everyone else was standing.

I looked up slowly at them, they all looked depressed. I grabbed the phone from the side of the wall and put it up to my ear. Nya did the same.

"h-hi Nya" I started to sound like Jay when he was talking to Nya. I was nervous, I didn't know if they would be mad or… I didn't even know what they were going to say.

"Zane? What happened" she asked. I took a deep breath

"I was framed" Nya took a deep breath in relief

"I knew you couldn't kill anyone" she smiled at me. I didn't smile back. I saw Nya talk to the guys before returning to me.

"What are we going to do" Nya asked.

"What do you mean?" I said. I heard Jay say something

"We could bail him out" he said

"Impossible" I said. They all looked over at me. "We have no money, and no job."

"How much is the bail price" she asked

"The bail price all depends on the crime and the background information… since I don't have background information they don't know if I'm a killer or a good guy. Also the murder, rape and kidnap charges are individually very high. So, together I would have to say a couple grand… on my circumstances"

"What if you try to use spinjitsu to get out or-" Cole started to say.

"So, what… I could be on the run. Never leave the bounty. The ninja's will be accused for helping me and stashing me… it will be ok… I don't age, this is just 10 years of my life that won't matter. Anyways I could be out for good behavior" it was silent as I put the phone on the table and started to rub my head. I didn't look up at any of them.

The officer came over to me and tapped on my shoulder "I'm sorry sir you have to go".

"Ok" I looked at my family and smiled. I picked up the phone again. "I'm sorry I have to go"

"Bye" she said. I smiled and started to walk away from them. I looked back and waved slowly.