In the warehouse, Alistair turns off a TV showing the conference before wheeling himself over to Adrian. "It seems your grandson has become a hero." He said.
"Well, wait until they hear that it was he who designed the wing-suit." Adrian replied. "Now, how goes the upgrade you were talking about?"
"The wing-suit will have extra speed, and I have also fitted an oxygen mask at the front."
"Good. This cancer is killing me." He coughs a little before clearing his throat.
"Don't worry. My boss said he will get everything ready. He just needs the money, and your score wasn't enough."
"Then I guess I'll have to strike New York once again."
"Yes, strike New York once again." Someone said as they both turn to see what looked like a big overweight man in a white suit coming up to them.
"Mr. Fisk, I didn't know you were here." Alistair replied.
"My other client is dealing with our mutual friend as we speak. Now, keep terrorising New York, starting tonight. While we have the other guys hit the banks better than you."
"Yes, Mr. Fisk." Adrian replied before walking away.
Alistair soon rubbed his eyes. "Am I glad I'm still doing this?" He asked himself.
"Don't worry, Smythe." Fisk replied. "OsCorp was wrong to fire you just because you can no longer walk."
"I agree. They have Borg, why not me?"
"It is a cover-up, my friend."
Just outside OsCorp, people were by the entrance as police cars came by before coming to a stop and they open up, showing the 6 new heroes, with the crowd immediately cheering, some taking photos. "Mr. Garmadon, how did you end up like you are?" One reporter asked.
"Is it true you can use fire?" Another reporter asked Kai, who just clicked his tongue at her, causing her to blush.
"Any comment at all?" A reporter with brown hair and a pink blouse asked.
"All that we want is peace and quiet." Lloyd replied as they move along. "And wish you do so. We are not heroes, we're just normal enhanced people."
Among the cheering of the civilians, they were unaware that a familiar face was among the crowd, taking photos of them, and they see him. "Peter Parker, Daily Bugle." He identified himself, and they were surprised. "Can you all get closer, please?"
"Parker?" Cole asked, coming up to him.
"Peter." Jay said as he and Nya also came up to him.
"You look different." He refers to Peter's current look. He was no longer wearing glasses, his clothes almost looked brand new, and his hair was cut a little shorter.
"What are you doing here?" Nya asked.
"Don't you see it?" Peter asked, motioning to his camera before taking some more photos of them. "I work for the Daily Bugle now."
"Parker, put that camera down." Cole said, forcing it down with enough might that it dropped onto the ground, almost breaking it.
"Hey!" Peter kneels down to pick up his camera. Luckily, it was still intact.
"How did you get the job?" Jay asked.
"Aunt May's sick, and John hooked me up with this job." What they didn't realise is that he seemed to be lying.
"How is he?" Nya asked.
"He actually got accepted by NASA."
"Really? So he gets to finally be an astronaut?"
"Seems like it." As he spoke, he picked up his camera to take shots of them. "By the way, Nya, he wanted me to give you something. I... I left it with your mail when I heard you were moved to OsCorp."
"O...kay."
"Come on, Nya, that's enough fame." Lloyd said, forcing her away from Peter along with Jay and Cole as they, Kai and Zane head inside, and Peter kept taking photos with reporters still asking questions.
"Hope your aunt gets better!" Cole called out.
In a penthouse, having just cleaned up and changed into regular clothes the moment they showed up, the letters were placed in front of the team as newly named Ninjago Force each take a pile with their names on them. Most of them were get well cards, love letters, fan mail that had only just came in, Cole had a few birthday ones, an apology letter from his father who is hoping to reconcile with him and left his number on the back of the letter, an eviction letter for Kai and Nya as well as a key to a storage locker where their stuff was placed in,and Jay had a lot of letters from his parents, all of which end with lots of Xs by his mother, and a letter from Lloyd's family lawyer. But one letter got Nya very crestfallen. It was a letter from John Jameson, her now ex-boyfriend. Feeling too depressed to read it, she asked Jay to so that he could practise reading with one eye. "'Nya, by the time you read this, I am no longer on Earth.'" He said, reading it. "'I am not joking. I got accepted into NASA, and I get to become an astronaut, just like my great-grandfather. I know I promised that we'd go together, but I had to get ready for the training, and they had a deadline. So, I'm sorry, but it is the end of us. I hope that if we see each other again, we'd just be friends. John Jonah Jameson III.'" Once he had finished the letter, Jay turned to see Nya shedding a few tears before coming up to her, and wrapped an arm around her before she came close to him, and embraced him.
"Jay!" A woman's voice called out from a distance.
It got him to let go of Nya and turned to see that it was his twin sister and their parents, Ed and Edna. "Mom, dad. MJ."
"Son, you're okay." Ed said, coming up to him.
"Oh, what has happened to my baby boy?" Edna asked, coming up to him and rubbed the left side of his face where the burn scars and eyepatch were.
"I'm alive is all that matters, mom." Jay replied as MJ came up to him, and they immediately hug. "How have you been, MJ?"
"I'm great." She said as Edna then looked at Nya.
"Oh, and who are you?" She asked, looking at her with a smile. "You're just my son's type."
"Mom, please." Jay said. "Nya just broke up with her boyfriend."
"Aww."
"Say, son, now that you're a hero and all, I think you can invent some sort of communication devices in case you guys get lost." Ed said.
It got Jay to think. "That seems like a great idea, Mr. Watson." Nya spoke for him. "I sort of have a thing for inventing as well."
"See, son, just your type." Edna said to her blushing son.
"MOM!" Jay muttered out of embarrassment.
Briefly looking at the family of four, Cole, who was on the phone, walks by. "You're proud of me?" He asked. "I believe the final words I heard the last time I saw you were, 'You disgrace the Brookstone legacy. I am so disappointed in you.'" He listens to the caller. "Oh, now you want to see me? Dad, I'd like to, but there is a restraining order against you." He listens to the caller even more as he sat down, briefly zipping and unzipping the right zipper on the right legging of his black sweatpants. "Nice to see you and mom trying to mend a few bridges. Tonight? Uh, sure thing." He then hung up as he looked at himself.
While Cole was having his conversation with his dad and Jay and Nya were getting acquainted with the lightning emitting teen's family, Zane sees the black haired girl peeking her head from around the corner of the elevator. "Pixal." He said before he noticed her reluctance to come out from behind the corner. "Babe, what is it?"
"Zane, do you think we should keep up this relationship between us?" She asked. "I mean, you're a robot. And..."
Zane waited for her answer until she came out from behind the corner. What shocked him was that there was something sticking out of her, hidden by her shirt. It was a medium sized baby bump. "You're..." He stuttered a bit as he looked at her stomach. "You're pregnant."
"I am." She then lowered her head on his metal chest. "I wanted to tell you, the day of the explosion. But, you were out cold, I thought you were dead."
"It's okay. Hey." He looks at her. "I may not be human anymore, but this is our baby, and we will raise it together." Pixal then smiled and immediately embraced the father to be.
All the while, Kai was leaning against a wall, looking at all their families, as well as Nya being with Jay's. Apparently, Jay's mother then said something about him and MJ that got them to either place a hand on their face or roll their eyes out of embarrassment while Nya chuckled from hearing the story. Seeing the couple made Kai smile a little. "You okay?" Someone asked him, causing him to turn and see that it was Lloyd, who was coming up to him and putting on a green hooded jacket.
"Uh, yeah." He replied, lightly lying.
"I don't think you are." He then noticed him looking at Ed and Edna. "Miss yours?"
"Yeah, I do. Nya and I use to live in New Jersey, but mom then got a job offer in Manchester over 3 years ago. Then, a few days later as we were settling in, we learnt that Ariana Grande was playing at Manchester Arena."
"I heard about what happened. Did they-?"
"We were near the bomber. When it went off, we were knocked down in the blast. Nya luckily had non-life threatening injuries, just some cracked ribs. I suffered some shrapnel wounds to my back." He raised his white t-shirt to show him some shrapnel scars on the lower right of his back. "My parents... they died on the way to hospital, in front of us. We were soon deported back to New Jersey and had to stay with a distant cousin until I decided to take up a job at OsCorp, and Nya was going to attend Midtown High."
"I'm sorry to hear."
"Ah, it's been 3 years. We managed to move on, but the scars of that day live on." Lloyd then placed a hand over his friend.
"You have us now."
"Thanks."
(A/N: I apologise for mentioning that Manchester bombing reference to any of the survivors, or those affected by it. Anyway, this is another chapter I have done up for this story. Also, about Pixal's unborn child, what gender do you think it should be? If so, give me any name suggestions, and I'll hopefully give you a shoutout. Hope you all have a Happy New Year)