Alright. Chapter 10 is finally finished. It took over a week to write, and honestly, I'm not that proud of it. I made it over one hundred reviews! This makes me super happy! This chapter isn't the cheeriest. I admit, it's rather sad. The next few chapters aren't looking that great either. Nya and Jay are in a bit of a rut right now. Ok, I'll stop boring you to death, and let you read it already...

Oh, something else I just want to clarify. If you were confused on the aging at all, in the first chapter, Nya is seven. When the four years pass, she is eleven, and remains that way for the rest of the chapter. By chapter two, she is seventeen. Lloyd and Cole are both older than her. Hope that cleared up any confusion.=)

Nya ran, her adrenaline pumping, hard. She weaved through the crowd, the falcon followed her close behind. She looked back at the clock, only to find it was only seconds after she last checked, continued to run, and then looked back again, repeating the process several times.

By the time she finally reached the tent, it was eleven forty three. "Guys, we have to go," Nya panted, as soon as she was in earshot. "Now!"

Detecting the urgency in her tone, Cole and Zane scrambled to their hooves, as Lloyd tethered them to the carriage. Out of breath, Nya climbed into the carriage. Having completely forgotten about the falcon, she jumped when it landed on her shoulder, giving a shrill caw.

Once Zane and Cole were tethered, Lloyd cracked the whip, and the were off.

Just over the edge of the balcony, prince Jay spotted the other falcon flying after someone. Nya.

Jay ran after it. Ran past everyone. Not caring what his father might think, or how the other maidens who had yet to present would react. The only thing that mattered to the Prince was finding Nya.

Following the falcon was much harder then Jay anticipated. Guests kept trying to stop him to chat, causing him to lose focus on the bird, and its night black feathers made it difficult to be spotted from the crowd. The Prince did his best to follow Nya's falcon, but soon more and more people began to gather around him.

"Prince Jay!"

"Look it's the Prince!"

"Prince Jay! Did you like my invention?"

All the guests gathering closer around him, made the Prince feel claustrophobic. Finally, he had no choice, except to push his way through the mob. Once he had broken through the inner circle of guests, Jay broke into a run. His heart was pounding, and his forehead still stung, but he wouldn't stop. Not until he found her.

Suddenly, from above, Jay heard a loud caw. The Prince looked up to see his falcon flying, not far behind him, cawing over, and over. Louder, and louder. Almost as if it was trying to warn him of something. Then, out of the corner of his eye, the Prince spotted his father. He held a dirty sack in his hands, which Jay didn't quite understand. That is, until to late. The King threw the sack over the falcon, which came crashing down, flapping, and flailing its wings, as of it was a real bird.

Horrified, Jay stopped, and ran back to his father, boiling with rage. "What did you do that for," he cried, unable to control his anger towards his father. King Ed didn't answer, for all he did was grab his son by the wrist, and pulled him through the crowd. In the exact opposite direction of the other falcon.

Everyone stared at the Prince, all of them wanting to know what in Ninjago was going on. Jay only looked down at his feet, trying to avoid further humiliation.

King Ed dragged his son back up to the balcony, and into the Palace. Queen Edna did nothing to stop him, for she only gazed at them both, disappointment flooded her eyes. She couldn't believe her two boys had let their bickering get between them on such an important occasion.

The King led his son up the stairs, and shoved him through the doors into his bed chamber. Jay stumbled through the doors, loosing his balance, and falling on his face.

"Father, please!" Jay pleaded, sitting up on his knees. "I want to see her again. Nya." The Prince looked ready to cry. His hair was ruffled, and messy. His skin glazed in sweat. "I - I love her."

For a moment, the King of Ninjago met his son's gaze, but he quickly looked away. "I refuse to let you see that girl," he growled, narrowing his eyes. "Ever again."

With that, he slammed the doors, taking the falcon with him. Jay stared in silence at the heavy wooden doors. He listened as they made a small click. They were locked.

Jay got to his feet, and walked over to take a seat on his four poster bed. The Prince flopped down on the bed, and stared out the open doors that led onto his balcony. He could still here the faint music and chatter of everyone at the fair. He felt like crying, but he didn't. Instead, he watched the flickers of light from outside cast peculiar shadows throughout his bed chamber. The erie lights bouncing off the high ceiling, and plaster walls.

Jay felt to hopeless to cry. All his worries overwhelming his mind. The more he thought about them. His father with the falcon, and the blueprints. Being trapped in his bed chamber. Never being aloud to see Nya again. The more they stung. Like thorns through his heart.

Jay lied motionless in that one spot for hours. He listened as the guests slowly began to leave. He watched the sun begin to creep over the horizon, and climb into its favorite spot in the sky, were it could easily smile down on the surrounding land. It wasn't until the sun had risen, and cast a fair shadow through the doors to the balcony, did he finally fall asleep.

The carriage rumbled and rattled as Zane and Cole galloped down the old road through the woods. Lloyd repeatedly cracked the whip, forcing the former cooks to move faster.

Nya's gaze was fixed on the trees passing by. Although, her heart was still pounding, she had somewhat relaxed from her near panic attack. The falcon rested on her shoulder, letting out the occasional, reassuring caw.

Suddenly, Nya felt the oddest sensation. Removing her gaze from the surrounding forests, she looked down at her dress. Though it still held the form, she noticed the former patterns and seems from the drapes. Panicking again, Nya looked closely at the carriage, and saw similar results. The old rust patterns and colors covered the formerly beautiful carriage.

"Lloyd," Nya yelled, knowing there was little he could do, but wanted to at least warn him. "The spell. It must be past eleven forty five!"

"You think I didn't notice," Lloyd called back.

"I can't feel my hooves!" Zane cried, sounding rather distressed .

"Keep going!" Lloyd urged, trying to sound encouraging.

"I... Need to..." Cole panted, sounding ready to pass out. Suddenly, his hoof collided with a tree root that stuck out awkwardly into the road. "Going down!" He cried.

The large black horse lost his balance, and fell to the ground, bringing Zane and the carriage with him. Just when Nya expected to crash, and for something to break, they were engulfed in another ball of blinding red light.

By the time the erie light had died, Cole, Zane, and Lloyd lay in a heap, a large pile of pots near them.

"I'm normal again?" Cole thought aloud as he sat up and rubbed his head. He looked down at his hand. His facial expression lit up, like he could dance all around. "Ha! Yes! No more pony boy!"

As Cole did a little victory dance, Lloyd noticed Nya was no wear in sight. "Nya!" He called out, concern creeping into his tone.

"Here," she replied, her voice sounding from the massive pile of pots. Lloyd, Zane, and Cole watched as she crawled out from the pile, a scared looking falcon in her appeared to have buried itself in her arms. The drapes must've returned to normal, because Nya was back in her old, cruddy dress she always wore.

"Are you alright?" Asked Zane, eyes wide with concern. He ran over to her, hoping to be of some aid.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Nya sighed. She released the falcon, who flew around, and roosted back on her shoulder. Though she wouldn't admit it, Nya wanted more then anything to go back, she knew there was no chance. "C'mon. We've got a long walk ahead of us." Nya began to walk down the road, her friends soon got up, and followed. "This was a stupid idea," she sighed. "Let's not do that. Ever again."

Sad chapter. It's gonna be that way for a little while. But, hey! That'll make the ending a whole lot better!