RandomDragon: Haha, true! Guess The Walker should hear about this... lol Thanks for the review!

CHEESEPUFF: No problem! Also, VXL are just the initials for the new Samurai X's vehicle. I like the way VXL sounds. :)

Also, everyone... I have an announcement: After Chapter 10, the story will return to its five to seven day upload schedule, for the purpose of making sure another story I'm working on won't be abandoned.

And another thing, who's excited to see in Chapter 10 if we have already met The Walker? I'm excited! :D

Hope you guys enjoy!


Chapter 8: All It Takes Is Time

"I think it's high time we retrieved the rest of the Time Blades."

"Are you insane?!" Acronix said. "Ninjago is humongous! It could take years!"

"Not if time is on our side," Krux said, gesturing to the fast-forward time blade inside Acronix's belt holster.

"They consume our strength, brother," Acronix said. "If we use them too much, their effects spread onto us. We could age, slow down, pause, or de-age!"

"Is that last one so bad?" Krux asked.

"For you, maybe not," Acronix said. "You weren't lost to time for forty years."

"Well, as long as they are out there, we still have a chance at victory," Krux said. "These individuals that The Walker has chosen for his team are... special."

"How so?" Acronix said.

"Look at their last names," Krux said, gesturing to his profiles in the folders.

"My god..." Acronix whispered. "They're all elemental descendants."

"Which is why we need to head to the museum at once," Krux said, re-applying his Dr. Saunders disguise. "There is something I must show you."

"Fast forward won't help us bring anything to life brother," Acronix warned.

"Oh, you think that's why I am taking you?" Krux asked, chuckling. "No... Follow me."

And with that, the now-disguised Time Twins made their way to the museum.


What a beating they would receive.

Even though they were simple training dummies, Level 3 seemed like hell on earth.

Jay was tossed around by his legs like a rag-doll before being tossed to the ground. Chamille was next, trying a sneak attack maneuver, but ended up getting hit in the face. Cole was attacking the dummy that hit Chamille, but he met a similar fate. Lloyd, while putting up a good fight, just couldn't seem to best the programming of this training dummy. Skylor then fell, surprisingly lasting longer than she thought she would. Zane and Morro went for a tag-team effort, and it worked, if only for a short while.

Kai and Nya were the last ones standing, and the three training dummies were getting closer.

"Sis, you ready?" Kai whispered, linking their back-to-back arms.

"Yeah," Nya responded.

Nya braced her feet on her brother's back, and launched herself forward, tackling one of the training dummies and yanking the wooden spear out of its hands. Kai was pushed forward by his sister's feet jumping off his back, and he used the momentum to tackle the second dummy and yank the wooden katanas out of its hands. Then, the two faced the final dummy.

Needless to say, it didn't stand a chance.

It was mere parts in seconds.

"I did not expect this advancement so soon," Sensei Wu said, stepping forward. "Well done, you two!"

"Thanks Sensei," Nya said, rubbing some sweat off of her forehead.

"You two are now allowed to begin your elemental training," Sensei Wu said.

"That fast?" Kai asked.

"Yes, that fast," Sensei Wu replied. "Ronin, please bring in the first test."

"Yes Sensei," Ronin replied.

In a mere moment, Ronin came back through a vortex...

Pushing a stove.

"Why the stove? I think most of us have already had lunch," Kai said.

"Oh, that isn't what this is for," Ronin said. "Remember that old saying, don't touch a burning stove?"

"We had to learn the hard way," Nya said.

"Well, Kai needs to not only touch the burning stove," Ronin said, "he needs to absorb its heat."

Kai looked at The Walker. "What does this mean? I'll burn my hand off if I fail?"

"No, you will grow immune to your element causing you pain," The Walker said. "Just be like an arrow: don't miss the target. Keep your focus on the fire."

Kai muttered something, and sighed. "Let's do it."

Ronin nodded, turned the stove on as high as he possibly could, and Kai reached out his hands.

He placed them on the stove.

The pain was almost unbearable.

"How long again?" his voice was cringing so hard, it was almost inaudible.

"45 more seconds," The Walker said.

Kai nodded, and re-focused on absorbing the heat.

He could feel the fire burning on his hands, but he couldn't absorb it.

The pain only made it worse.

He could barely see the concern and worry of his friends, girlfriend, and sister through the sweat and tears running down his face like a waterfall.

"15 more seconds," The Walker called out.

Kai was cringing so hard in this moment... he just wanted this to be over.

He counted the seconds down in his head, it was now only five away.

5... 4... 3... 2...

1.

His hands shot off of the stove, and he looked at them.

Fire now danced across his hands marvelously.

Every single one of his teammates was cheering for him loudly, and Ronin and Sensei Wu looked pleased.

And even though he couldn't see it, The Walker and Samurai VXL were smiling underneath their masks.

"Now, Kai," Ronin said, "I want you to-"

He was cut off by Kai abruptly launching a blast of fire at one of the training dummies, and you guessed it: set it on fire.

Ronin abruptly ran towards the dummy with a fire extinguisher, putting out the flames in seconds.

"Ah, Nya, we'll do you next," Ronin said. "And Kai, just close your fists to stop the fire."

Kai did what Ronin said, and the flames vanished instantly.

"All you need to do to re-activate them is clench your fist, and flick it open again," Ronin said, putting the fire extinguisher back.

"Got it," Kai said, taking the towel that had been supplied to him by Sensei Wu and rubbing it across his forehead.

"So... do I have to burn my hands on a stove too?" Nya asked.

"Nope," Ronin said. "You just need to bend the water of a swimming pool."

"I'm sorry," Pixal said, "but I promised my father that I would have lunch with him today, and if I don't get going, I'll be late. Can I-"

"You're free to go, I need to go as well anyway," The Walker said. "My other job that isn't vigilantism requires my attention."

"And what might that job be?" Jay asked.

"When you all figure out who I am, you'll know," The Walker said. "But that could take a while. Let's just say its important."

"Ah, Jay! Glad you spoke up!" Ronin said. "You'll be next after Nya."

"Awesome!" Jay said. "What do I need to do?"

"Hold a lightning rod in a lightning storm!" Ronin said.

Jay gulped. "Oh crap."


12:30 PM

Krux and Acronix, now disguised as curator Dr. Saunders and student Adam Chronics, were currently walking through the Ninjago Museum, marveling at its exhibits.

Well, Acronix was. Krux had seen them at least one million times before, so they were nothing new to him.

"Wow! How much could possibly happen in 40 years?" Acronix exclaimed.

"As much as you see here," Krux said. "History is marvelous, but never... changes."

"Well, one day, we could change it," Acronix whispered.

"As long as The Walker and his team don't get in the way," Krux replied.

"They're teens! With elemental powers, the only thing they'll be doing is harming themselves," chuckled Acronix.

Krux, for the most part, agreed with his brother on this one.

"We need to head to the basement," he told Acronix. "There we will find our ticket to holding the vigilantes back."

"What is that?" Acronix asked.

"Have patience, dear brother. You will know soon," Krux said.

"No, that!" Acronix exclaimed, gesturing to a television screen. "Look! Another one of those thirty second dramas I keep seeing everywhere!"

"They're called commercials," Krux grumbled. "And I hate them. They're as useless as all technology."

"What about the portable abacus? Or the adjustable wrist clock?" Acronix asked.

"Calculators and watches, all useless!" Krux growled. "Ah, we're here."

Krux opened the door leading to the basement, gesturing for his brother to head down first. Acronix did so, and when he got down, he marveled at the contraptions before him.

"Wow," Acronix muttered. "What is this?"

"An incubating center," Krux replied. "This is for our army."

"What exactly are they?" Acronix asked, tapping on the glass of the egg chamber.

"Snakes, hundreds of them," Krux said.

He paused.

"I call them the Vermilion."


12:45 PM

Pixal walked through the halls of Ninjago City Hall casually, waving to all who would wave back. Being sweet was one of her best attributes, and not one official or accountant had a frown on their face when the D.A.'s daughter was around. She also got along very well with Harumi, the daughter of Mayor Hutchins, so there was that.

Speaking of Mayor Hutchins, he was currently chatting with her father when she walked into his office.

"Ah, Ms. Borg, so glad you could be here!" Mayor Hutchins said, smiling and standing up.

One of Mayor Hutchins' most recognizable features was that he had an eye patch over his right eye, and that he always kept one of his hands gloved.

His right hand...

"Please, it's Patricia," Pixal said, smiling. "Sorry about you all having to come into the office today, I know its Saturday and-"

"Could she be any more polite?" Mayor Hutchins asked, chuckling.

"Well, I learned from the best," Pixal said, smiling at her father, who was beaming with pride right back at her.

"D.A., I would like those verification reports on my desk by Tuesday," Mayor Hutchins said.

"You'll receive them Monday morning," D.A. Borg said.

"Now that's an arrow that doesn't miss it's target," Mayor Hutchins said, clapping D.A. Borg on the shoulder. He then looked at Pixal. "Take good care of him, okay?"

"You can count on me," Pixal said. "Now, I believe your daughter has missed you today."

"Well, we'll see if we can't fix that," Mayor Hutchins said, smiling. He then walked out of the room, and left just the D.A. and his daughter.

"So, to what do I owe this pleasure?" D.A. Borg asked.

"I just brought you some lunch," Pixal said. "Thought we could have a little daddy-daughter lunch."

"Ain't no shame in that," D.A. Borg chuckled. He opened the takeout noodle bag, and grabbed the box.

"How did you know my favorite?" he asked Pixal, smiling.

"Well, a little birdie told me," Pixal said, smiling just as wide.

The two sat in comfortable silence, eating their food calmly, the occasional small talk being passed around.

However, D.A. Borg was about to shift the conversation.

"And a little vigilante told me that you have been saving the city," D.A. Borg said. Pixal almost spit out her drink.

"W-What?!" she stammered. "N-No, I haven't!"

"Well that isn't what The Walker said," D.A. Borg responded. "Overborg... good code name."

"That isn't me," Pixal argued.

"You think I don't know about every little detail these vigilantes have?" D.A. Borg asked, almost laughing. "I have never been prouder Patricia!"

Pixal paused, and started laughing.

"Does anyone else know?" she asked.

"Well, in Ninjago, nothing gets past the mayor," D.A. Borg said. "Not even The Walker. Or his identity, apparently."

"R-Really?" she asked.

"Well, I mean, why else do you think the police haven't jailed his ass yet?" D.A. Borg said, chuckling. Pixal got a bit of a giggle.

"I'm happy that you know," Pixal said.

"Just to eat, or are you genuinely happy?" D.A. Borg joked.

Now, Pixal could burst into hearty laughter with her father.

And eat...


8:00 PM

Mr. E sighed, looking at the contraption on his desk.

"This is too much power for one individual to hold," he thought to himself.

He looked at the bronze and orange gauntlet on his desk, wondering what he should do with it...

He had already used it once, and probably shouldn't have used it on the guy which he had used it on.

It brought about a fear that this person could cause more trouble than anyone Ninjago had ever seen.

"Love? Are you okay?" a soft voice asked.

Mr. E turned around, and saw Ultra Violet.

"Not really," he muttered.

Ultra Violet nodded, and hugged Mr. E's side, resting her head on his shoulder. Ever since his scars and face had been exposed, and he revealed that they were about the same age, she had fallen for him...

No, she had dove for him.

She... was in love.

Of course, their relationship was kept a secret from the rest of the Sons of Garmadon, because God knows what teasing Luke and Chopper could give them.

"We need to get rid of this," Mr. E said, looking at the gauntlet. "It holds too much power."

"What do you suggest we do with it?" Ultra Violet asked.

Mr. E sighed, "Get Killow. We need him for this one."

Ultra Violet nodded, and scrambled for her earpiece. Killow arrived within a minute of being contacted.

"Killow's here," Killow said. "What is Killow needed for?"

"I want you to take this thing, and go to a place called the Boiling Sea," Mr. E said. "You take it there, and you toss it in that sea."

"Killow doesn't understand why," Killow said.

"This holds too much power, and I already used it once," Mr. E replied. "That one time was a mistake in and of itself. I will not let it be used like that again."

"Killow understands now," Killow said. "Killow will take it to the Boiling Sea."

With that, Killow grabbed the gauntlet, and raced toward his bike.

"Who exactly did you use the blade on?" Ultra Violet asked.

"I don't remember fully," Mr. E said, "and that is what scares me. What if I've opened a can of worms that can't be contained?"

Ultra Violet didn't say anything, she just nodded and resumed her position at Mr. E's side.

However, Mr. E was right.

He had indeed opened a can of worms he couldn't contain.


So... wonder who Mr. E used that nifty contraption on... Guess we'll have to find out later!

Also, I'm sick as of now... Might not get Chapter 9 out in three days. Fingers crossed I can, but idk as of yet. It'll show the students unlocking their elements though, and something else... ;)

Either way, see you guys next chapter! :D