OMG! On Monday I went to an Ennio concert—he's a Spanish singer—and I got to talk to him, get my picture taken, and I got his autograph! Best day ever!

Guest: Maybe he is, maybe he isn't. I can't tell you who her parents are though. That would spoil my fun!

Luna Julien: I'm glad you like it!

"It was about nine years ago, I was five. It was a warm Tuesday, only partly cloudy, but there was a chance of a lightning storm for the late afternoon," Molly said, her eyes closing so often to remember detail. "The wind was blowing to the east, just enough so it didn't seem too hot. It was candy selling season so my two roommates and I were out in our section of the city. Alisa decided to head into a house by herself, seven thirty-five Dale Drive, so she told Jamie to walk down the street with me a little and she agreed."

"You remember all this?" Tove asked.

"Molly has almost perfect memory," I told her.

"Yes, now stop interupting," Molly chided. "Where was I... Ah yes! As we walked down the street, an older boy, say the age of sixteen or so, came running down the street. I'd never seen anyone older than fifteen so terrified. The boy had shaggy maroon hair, carmel colored eyes, pale skin almost the cover of milk, and his clothes... They were cut and shredded everywhere. The poor boy looked like he'd been beat."

I caught my breath. I'd been beaten a little before too. Molly pulled me closer to her to show it was all right. She shared my pain. Everyone at the orphanage did...

"He spotted Jamie and I and stopped. Jamie asked the boy if he needed help, she was the same age as him," Molly continued. "The boy just gasped, 'No! No I just need a message delivered! Please, you can't get caught in this!' By that point Jamie and I figured his parents were abusing him. I offered to call the police. He looked down at me, on the verge if tears. He said, 'That's not nessisary, brave one.' He handed Jamie a crumpled up piece if paper and took off a different direction."

"What happened to him?" Alex asked, the first thing she said since Pythor left.

"We don't know. Jamie had silently read the letter. She slid it in her pocket and we went to find the boy," Molly replied. "We didn't. After Jamie moved out, she passed the letter down to Alisa. She was adopted and passed the letter down to me. I read it but..." Her voice faltered.

"What did it say, eh?" Vanessa questioned.

Molly swallowed hard. "It was a message to his sister. He needed her help. I don't even know where the boy could be by now or if he's even still alive. None of us were able to find his sister either."

"Who's it addressed to?" Tove asked.

"Alexandra," Molly replied.

Alex's face darkened. She glared at her hands like she was mad at herself. I turned back to Molly. "Couldn't you have told a story with a happy ending?" I asked.

Molly pulled me close and whispered softly, "The boy who signed it... His name was Lucas."

I understood now why she told it. Pythor had mentioned a Lucas. I tried connecting the dots. Alex got mad when Pythor mentioned his name and said he couldn't know where Lucas was. Then she got mad at herself when she found out who the letter was to. Maybe Alexandra was... "May I see the letter?" Alex asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

Molly nodded and pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket. She got up and walked over to Alex, handing her the letter. Alex stared at the letter like it was in a forein language. "Uh, the boy who wrote it must've been in a hurry," Molly said. "It took me a while to figure out exactly what he wrote."

Alex's expression didn't change. Adventually she sighed and put the letter in her nightstand. "We should get to sleep," she said.

Molly came back to the makeshift bed and laid down with me. I closed my eyes and immediately fell asleep.

We woke up and Alex was gone. Her bed was neatly made and she was gone. Tove walked into the room. "I can't find her!" she exclaimed. "She just disappeared! Well, not the way I do."

"She has to be somewhere, eh!" Vanessa said.

I got up and walked over to Alex's nightstand. I opened he drawer. There was a flower with multicolored petals, a knife, a hair tie and an old ninja suit probably small enough for me. No letter. "She went to find the boy who wrote the letter," I told them. "It's gone too."

"What?" Molly questioned, a horrified look in her eyes. "Oh... Well maybe she's the one it was addressed for. Alex could be short for Alexandra."

"It is," Tove said. "I didn't think she'd just go off on her own though."

"That sure sounds like Alex to me," Lillie cut in.

"We have to go find her," Nya decided. "What did the letter say?"

"That some kid named Lucas was trapped in some kind of fort. Half of it wasn't really english. I couldn't disipher it," Molly said. "I just... I'm sorry I even brought it up."

"It's fine," Nya sighed. "Alex is smart, she'll be fine."

"What makes this Lucas guy so special?" Cole asked, standing in the door way.

I couldn't help but giggle. "What? You jealous?"

Cole's cheeks turn a bit red. "I don't know what you're talking about." The rest of us laughed. "What?" Cole demanded.

"Nothing," Lillie giggled. She cleared her throat. "Just stuff."

"I'm pretty sure Lucas is her brother," I said.

"Oh," Cole said, his face growing a brighter shade of red. "Of course."

We decided to let the matter drop. Alex was tough, she could handle a trip to a fort... A fort? Why did that seem wrong to me? Maybe Molly meant to say something else, but I trusted her word either way. We headed to the upper decks and Molly and I sat back as the ninja trained. I closed my eyes a little and dozed off for a moment.

Molly gentlely shook me. "Echo," she whispered. I opened my eyes to see the ninja still training. "We need to talk. I..." her voice faltered again. She took a deep breath. "The letter it..."

"Echo!" a voice called from the lower decks. It sounded like Misako.

"Can it wait?" I asked Molly.

Molly bit her lip for a moment. "I guess."

I stood up and headed down to the lower decks. I peeked into Misako and Garmadon's room, but no one was there. I looked into Wu's room, empty. I started down to hall and found another set of stairs. I walked down and looked around. "Hello?" I called.

"Over here, Echo!" Misako's voice called.

I walked down and started towards the voice. Suddenly, a woman walked out from behind the engine. It was definately not Misako. She had a black tattered dress, black high heels, long dirty blonde hair, and indigo eyes that glowed brightly. She smiled at me, a slight sparkle to her teeth. Her right leg had a few light marks on it, and she had a presence so powerful, even I was able to sense it.

"Echo," she said in Misako's voice then in a different voice added, "Nice to meet you."

I didn't know what to think about her. She didn't seem like an enemy to me. "Hi," I said. "So, who are you?"

The woman chuckled. "Well, my name is Kimberly, but I go by Kim."

I studied her for another moment. For a second, just a second, I thought she turned translucent. "Are you a ghost?" I impulsively asked.

The woman's smile grew. "A spirit, yes. A ghost? Heavens no! I do not haunt common people, I only speak with people who catch my eye. Young Echo, you wish to know more about your family, correct?"

I didn't know whether to trust her or not. If I could sense her presence, that couldn't be good. Yet, her voice was so welcoming and calm. Her smile was beautiful. "What do you know about my family?" I asked.

"Oh, everything!" she exclaimed with a twinkle in her indigo eyes. "In fact, I am your father's, mother's sister. Your great aunt."

I blinked. "R-really?" I questioned. "Are you allowed to tell me this stuff?"

Kim smiled. "No, but that's what makes it fun. I had to come now though because you're closer to your family than you've ever been; but I had to wait until Alex was gone."

The way she said Alex's name gave me chills. Obviously she didn't like her. "What's wrong with Alex?" I asked.

"That know it all!" Kim snapped. "She thinks she can avoid my spirit forever! Even trying to break my curse!" I would've asked what she meant, but her hair turned as black as coal, and her eyes as red as rubies. I found myself frozen in place for a moment.

A rumble of thunder broke me from my stare. "Oh I... Uh..." I stuttered, looking up the stairs. A minute passed before light from the sun shown down the hall. "Oops..."

"Magnificit!" Kim exclaimed. I turned back to her. Her hair was blonde again and her eyes indigo. "It's truely something your powers! I can see it all now! So much destruction and terror." Her eyes glowed brightly.

I took a step back. "What? I don't want to use my powers. I don't want to cause any destruction!"

Kim turned her gaze to me, her eyes bright crimson. "Then... I'll help you. Yes, that's what I'll do!" Her eyes started turning blue as she spoke, and her hair was a lighter blonde. "Helping, yes. It's something I haven't done since I made the flute that drove the serpentine underground. Montgomery copied my design, turning the energy pure. I'll show him that I can help in an affective way."

"How can you help?" I asked.

Her dress now repaired itself. Her leg started to shimmer. She noticed this and tapped it with her hand. A dark veil covered it and it stopped shimmering. "I can help with my magic, dear girl," she said in a cheerful tone. "It's powerful magic, capable of anything. Flutes. That was only the beginning of my power. I shall rewrite destiny! I will take away your powers, give you a chance to be adopted, and that'll mend my sins. I can finally pass to the Spirit Realm!"

I stared at her. She'd be helping me, and in turn her good deed will let her spirit be free. It was a win-win. "Okay!" I smiled. "Let's do it!"

That's the 10th chapter. So far... Yeah... To sum up what jut happened, Echo made a deal with a spirit. Someone guess what could go wrong! Review, no flaming.