'Ello! Next shipment of words is here! Today we got a new computer. Not for me though. For my sister. Still happy with mine. It's 7 years old and still running fine. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
Zane carefully treaded water, signaling to his brothers after running a scan. Kai was on the back of Lloyd's energy dragon, which swam in the water instead, the fire ninja not willing to touch it. Cole was also riding, more like floating, along with the dragon's back, for obvious reasons. With a huff, Lloyd hoisted Cole up onto the support structures that held up the town of Stiix. Meanwhile, Zane climbed up the long wooden poles that extended in the water. They crouched there unable to stand up with space allotted, as Lloyd's dragon paddled up to them.
They both helped Kai up as he wiggled trying to put the most distance between him and the water. Lloyd was up next as his dragon disappeared into a puff of smoke. Or energy. Or whatever his dragon was made up of.
They flipped and swung among the wooden boards, following Zane as he had the blueprints and knew the place like the back of his hand. Zane suddenly paused, the other three halting behind him.
"What's wrong?" Kai asked.
"Uh, nothing," Zane replied, continuing.
They continued among the boards, Lloyd feeling more like a squirrel or rat than a ninja, when Zane almost slipped from the structure. Cole caught him by the collar of his gi, hoisting the ninja back up.
"Gotcha buddy," Cole whispered to him.
Zane nodded his appreciation, before continuing on. It was not long before Zane halted once more.
"There's..." Zane started, his whispered voices faded off at the ended.
"What?" Lloyd wondered.
"I thought it was just the area I was in, but it's stronger now." Zane worried, glancing up at the wooden boards which drew lines of light across his face.
"Care to clue us in?" Kai asked.
"A magnetic pull. Must be a crane or something." Zane said, tapping his head as if to clear up some static.
"Do you think it's a trap?" Kai asked.
"Hmm. It's a little too weak currently to really be of any affect. It only slightly changes the normal physics for me. Hence why I slipped," Zane considered, "I think we should keep going. It's now or never. The Preeminent isn't on the loose yet but knowing Morro, it will probably be soon."
His brothers exchanged looks of concern that Zane totally noticed before giving him a slight nod. They would continue forward. They would trust Zane's instincts.
Zane bit back a little sigh. He had lied to them. Pixal shifted uncomfortably in his mainframe, unused to him lying. She said nothing though, whether she could tell it wouldn't do any good or whether she understood the reason for his lie, he wouldn't know.
"It's better this way," He told himself, "This way they wouldn't worry. It's my concern. I'll deal with it."
Zane surged on before stopping one last time. They were right outside Ronin's former pawnshop used for buy, stealing, and selling priceless or illegal items, now Morro's current base for taking over the world. They were practically the same thing. Zane pressed up against the wooden board, it giving a slight creak from the pressure. With a push of a button, his finger uncapped to reveal a small hammer, which he used to pry the nails from the board.
Still holding it in place, Zane signaled to his brothers, "Go up,"
He removed the board and they leaped up, little blurs as they retreated into the ally right next to it. Zane was last, replacing the board carefully so it hung loosely in its position. He could feel the pull of the Magnet. His brothers were noticing it too despite his best attempts to hide it. He was being dragged towards the house and to prevent this he was pressed up against the wall, heels digging into the wooden boards.
"Maybe it's best if you stay here?" Lloyd suggested, noticing the nindroid's obvious strain.
"Should I?" Zane thought, "What if this is the trap? What if this is what Morro wants? Or what if the trap really is inside? What if both options are a trap?"
"Uh," Zane said, his brain running in circles.
Too late to answer. His brothers were gone, slipping their plan into action. The question was more of a command than a request. Zane gave a little sigh and leaned further into the wall of the house beside the pawnshop.