Meh, I feel like this chapter could have been better but I just don't know really what I should do to this to make it better. Oh well, maybe one day I will figure it out and update it. Till now, it is what it is. Anyways, enjoy!

Cole took a gentle push against the door of the pawn shop, sliding through the door eventually. He sank into the floor, looking for ghosts or anything else that could clue him off to where Morro was. He couldn't seem to see the giant magnet that was constantly tugging Zane towards it. But no matter how calm Zane had looked, he was being pulled by it and by the looks of it, had he gotten much closer, he would have been sucked straight to it.

Cole scanned the clearing. It seemed to be all hollowed out. However, there could have been ghosts possessing other items in the room that he couldn't see.

"Great, I'll never truly know," Cole mentally sighed.

The realm crystal was there all right. If the multicolored light display didn't clue you off, then the giant looming portal, a cloudy blue and gray mixtures, in the air would.

Cole reappeared in front of his brothers, giving them the "All's clear but stay alerted," signal.

They quietly slipped into the shack, watching each other's back, making a move towards the crystal.

Zane's head jerked up, eyes glowing brighter than ever. His sixth sense was telling him something. He focused on the feeling trying to figure out what it meant and get some details on what it was trying to warn him about.

Having a sixth sense wasn't like being able to see the future, it was a feeling, something that you could tell in our gut. It was a hard feeling to describe, something that could more or less be called a pang, but not in a painful way. Maybe like you swallowed a stone and the feeling of the weight in your stomach could be a close enough comparison to the feeling.

Something very wrong was going to happen. It was a sickening feeling that made him feel like his wires were twisting into a knot. He ran after his brothers, he only had this feeling once, when the overlord had everyone tangled in his web. Someone was going to die if he didn't do something.

Zane burst into the shack, instinctively tackling Cole, who gave a little yelp.

A whiz followed by a rush of air ended with a resounding THWACK against the wooden wall. Zane looked up to see a golden lined aeroblade embedded in the wood behind him.

"What?" Cole could only manage to pat himself down, glad he wasn't reduced to a puddle of jelly.

A withered cackle came from the back wall as Morro entered the room. The ghost hadn't changed in physical appearance since ghosts couldn't really. But he definitely looked worn out. Zane could sense the tired aura wafting around the ghost, the non-stop planning and work to perfect the town for the Preeminent was taking a toll on him. Not to mention some of the ghosts didn't get along well together and others didn't respect him enough to let him lead the Preeminent into the realm.

"Welcome," Morro laughed, "To the birth of my empire. Like the tapestries?"

Morro floated over and gestured to the long banners that hung from the walls.

"Is that Kai on fire?" Lloyd asked, raising an eyebrow at one of the tapestries.

"Burning alive," Morro corrected, "I think it's quite fitting for the fire ninja to go down in flames. Or to burn out."

"Kai's already accidentally lit himself on fire. He's actually lit us all on fire at one point in time." Lloyd sighed.

"They were all accidents!" Kai protested.

"Real professional guys," Cole murmured.

"And looks like 'Tin can' finally joined the party." Morro sneered, "I thought was going to have to go after you."

Zane winced at Morro's use of his nickname. With his brothers, it was a playful sort of sense, but in the hands of Morro, it felt like an insult.

The ninja's heads whipped down towards the noise of the wood straining. The boards started to tear up from the ground, ripping into the sky. With a heave, the ground of Ronin's shop was ripped from the floor, spinning up into the sky.

"There," Morro panted, "That should give us no distractions."

The top of Ronin's shop had been cleaved off, the debris of what remained orbited them in the air. Everything was suspended, most of the ninja wondering how Morro could pull off a feat such as this.

"Come on guys, this may not be the original plan, but we still gotta get our hands on the Realm Crystal," Cole urged his teammates.

"Like the new floor?" Morro asked noticing how sluggish Zane moving.

Zane was tiring quickly, what Morro didn't know was that constantly fighting against the magnet's pull and lack of sleep was quickly draining the nindroid. He almost couldn't stand, correction he couldn't stand. He slowly sunk to the ground, giving way to the pull of the magnet. With a frustrated huff, he tried to pull his hands under his chest and attempt to push himself back up. However, there was no way for the nindroid to complete his task. His titanium body wouldn't let go of its attraction for a second. So there he lay, splayed out on the ground like someone's discarded doll.

Zane looked towards his girlfriend's face waiting for her to tell him that she told him so. She stared back at him, her expression unreadable. She deciding what to say.

"It's okay Zane. I'm right here," she finally said with a smile.

"Thank you," He told her, relieved.

They were in this together if Morro got Zane, then he got the both of them.