Okay here's what's going on. I am going on a two-week overnight camping/canoeing trip starting 6/26/17. People reading this is the future after this, done worry about this. HI, FUTURE PEOPLE! ^.^ HOW'S LIFE? Anyways, since I won't be allowed to bring any electronic devices, this story will be forced to be put on hiatus. This is the first hiatus I've done since...ever, so yay, we've crossed a checkpoint. Anyways, I will try to put an update up the Saturday that I get back, I think it is the 8th so that you guys don't have to wait any longer. Also, you guys get left on a cliffhanger, I can already feel your suffering. So that's just what's going on. Sorry.

Musiclover435-Thanks, I try to make the suspense build up and keep my readers on the edge of their seats. Also, correct me if I'm wrong, this is the first review you've left. Welcome! (If not, welp, *Shoulder Shrug*)

Guest-Thanks, finals are over. I got nothing lower than a B. That's pretty good. You do have a tendency to leave long comments. However, if you like being on fanfiction so much, how come you don't get an account? It doesn't really matter though, you're still welcome to read.

BraveS3-Yeeees...I've got nothing else . _. (Weird how I can write a story but not a review. Anybody else have that problem?)

SweetHeart114-Yep, both of them will have to pull through or else this story is going to get a hellova lot longer.

"You think you can fix it?" Cole asked, floating over to him.

"Okay," Jay said, "It's easier to see with the blue tint, but I can see that it's trying to reconnect with the other side."

"Reconnect?" Kai asked.

"Ya," Jay confirmed, "There are little blue surges that are trying to restart it once every..."

Jay pulled a watch up while watching Zane's power source.

"Once every 2 minutes," Jay said.

"Jay," Pixal said, "I suggest whatever you do, you do quickly, having Zane's power source exposed to weathering could have negative effects. Not to mention that he's practically laying gutted on the table."

If Zane was human the scene on the table would have looked definitely more graphic. It still looked terrible though. Grey oil-ly stuff was dripping from Jay's hands and the table, spilling messily onto the floor. Zane definitely looked dead on the table, arms hanging over the sides, dead gray eyes, and his mouth slightly agape.

"Okay," Jay said, taking a deep breath.

He didn't really have a plan. His current plan was to make a plan of how to make the rest of Zane's power source light up.

"Lloyd, Kai," Jay said, "I need you to bring some things over."

"What do you need?" Lloyd asked.

"I need you to bring a battery that can release ummm, let's say 100 volts at once. How about the Bounty's back up generator," Jay instructed, "And then you need to get four alligator clamps and a bucket of water."

"Are you sure this is going to work?" Pixal couldn't help but worry.

"I hope so," Jay said.

Most of his plan had been devised as one would jump a car, which wasn't too promising.

"Can't you just use your powers?" Kai asked, lugging the giant battery over.

"You know I can't release certain voltages." Jay sighed, "You can make fire at a specific temperature?"

"Fair point," Kai said, dropping the battery by the side of the table.

"Okay," Jay said, taking a deep breath.

His brothers stood by his side, pledging their silent support. Jay was grateful that they were here. He took a deep breath and carefully connected the four ends of the clamps on the four sides of the power source, alternating from positive and negative sides. He carefully dropped the power source into the water and connected the other sides of the clamps onto the output of the battery. All he had to do was pull the switch.

Suddenly, Jay had an overwhelming amount of doubts swarm him.

"What if I mess up?" Jay asked himself.

"Zane trusts you," Lloyd said, putting a hand on Jay's shoulder.

"I know and what if I fail?!" Jay wailed.

"Here." Kai said, placing a hand on the lever, "I can pull it if you want. I trust that your right."

"More trust in me when I don't know what I'm doing!" Jay wailed, feeling like he was going to descend into a panic attack.

"Hey, calm down." Cole said, "How about we all do it. Together."

"Okay," Jay said, trying to stop shaking.

He solemnly placed a hand on the lever like it was a death sentence.

"Pixal? Do you think this is going to work?" Jay asked.

His eyes searched Pixal's face desperately looking for an answer.

"Yes," Pixal said, deciding to give him the answer that he wanted.

She believed, hoped, that Jay's plan would work. But there was no way to know unless they tried. Her calculations were 50/50, there was an equal chance of success and failure.

"We need to make sure that this is timed with the surges, or else I don't think it will work," Jay explained.

Jay reached down and pulled out pairs of safety goggles for everyone to wear.

"Eye protection. Just in case.." Jay said, hoping that there wouldn't be any explosions.

Jay held up the watch watching it tick.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five.." Jay counted down.

"Four, three, two...one!" They all finished together, pulling the lever down.

Morro walked through the gates of Stiix, noting that Soul Archer's arrow was still lodged in the top of the sign.

"Welcome To Stiix!" It read, "The First City Built In The Middle Of The Ocean!"

Morro walked in, ignoring the stares of people looking at him. Not many people saw ghosts. Most rubbed their eyes or cleaned their glasses not able to believe what they were seeing. Some pulled out phones and took pictures ready to prove to the world about how they were right that ghosts existed. Morro didn't care if they saw him or not. He just trudged on heading to Ronin's shop. He would make his base and capital of ghost chaos in the middle of the ocean. The ninja would never expect for him to return here. This would give him the slight element of surprise.

But he knew that once the Preeminent was unleashed, only a tsunami of water could bring her down. Choosing this as his base would definitely make the ninja cockier, they would see this area as a big advantage. But little did they know that the Preeminent was the Cursed Realm. Ghosts that were destroyed by water would pop right back out of the Cursed Realm, fit for battle again. The portal just needed to stay open for long enough for him to get the Preeminent out. This was his reason for basing here, along with it being the closest area. Morro slid open the door to Ronin's pawn shop, stepping inside and closing it with a bang.

The place needed some sprucing up. With a touch of ghostly magic, the shop looked more like a room of horrors. Just how he liked it. Green light bulbs shone their sickly light, casting it throughout the room. Ronin's manager chair was transformed into a throne, twisted bones and knives replaced the wood used to make the frame. Banners hung from the walls, some promoting his cause, others having depictions of the ninja's deaths embroidered on it. He had weapons lining all of the walls, ready for his ghosts allies.

He sat down on the chair with a sigh. He couldn't just bring all of his ghost allies and the Preeminent into this dimension. Transferring the user or another person was easy, but opening up a portal so that multiple beings could pass through, let alone the embodiment of another realm, wasn't easy. For each being that passed through, depending on size, that was how big the Realm Crystal had to make a tear between the two dimensions. Tearing through dimensions was definitely not easy, either. It would take a lot of time for the crystal to power up enough to make a big enough tear for the Preeminent. And the ninja wouldn't just hand over that time either.

"Good thing I'm used to not taking the easy route," Morro thought, started the crystal's power up, it's blue glow mixing with his green lights.

He set it down on a frame before placing a blanket on it to try and stifle its glow. It didn't really help, the light emitted from the crystal made it easily known where it was. He set it down on a frame before hiding it just in case. It didn't really help, either.

A crooked smile crossed Morro's face, it was finally happening. The end of the Ninjago realm was coming and so was the rise of his time.