It began to rain as the remaining four began to bury Zane.

It was quiet, and the rain around them fell and slid down their teary faces, though they didn't notice, nor did they care. Nya ran her hand down Zane's dead eyes, closing them, and he looked like he was sleeping peacefully.

Kai and Jay had dug a hole which was about five feet deep, lifted Zane's body, and laid him in the hole. They didn't have the heart to bury him completely with dirt.

The four surrounded the large hole, trying not to look at his lifeless face, or his bloodied body. Cole had his face buried in Jay's leg as he clutched it. Kai looked straight ahead, not daring to look at his dead friend. Jay had tears running down his face, sobbing as quietly as possible.

And Nya.

On the outside, she looked monotonous, her face looking as lifeless as Zane's did. But on the inside was turmoil. Despair. Heartbreak.

Why did he do it? What had she done wrong?

Nya let a few tears flow down her face, holding back as much as she could from sobbing and screaming.

Why? What did she do?

Jay looked over at Nya. She had an emotionless face, but her eyes said all that she felt. It broke his heart.

Nya flinched when Jay rested his hand on her shoulder. He looked at her with the same teary eyes as she had. She looked back, and didn't say a word.

Jay wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a hug, and immediately, Nya began crying.

She sobbed.

She cried.

She shook with tears, and she struggled to hold herself up. But Jay continued to hold her, squeezing her tighter, supporting her.

Because God knows it was what she needed.

The burial took too long.

Before they all knew it, Turans surrounded them all over again, and tied them with ropes.

They could not escape again.

The four were sat down, trapped, legs and wrists tied, as Overlord appeared among the Turans, his subjects.

"Well now we know where our prisoner went, yes?" Overlord said, looking at Zane's body, his scarred face in a grimace. "Good riddance. He was just a burden anyway."

Nya fought herself to not kick Overlord where the sun don't shine.

"You bastard!" Jay cried. "You said we'd be free if we climbed that god-forsaken cliff! We're free!"

"Not on my terms." Overlord replied. "And that was before you actually made it. I honestly thought you'd fail. So consider this as punishment for proving me wrong."

The four grit their teeth as the Overlord paced over to Zane's body and began examining it.

"And I see you've buried him...yes...how sweet." Disgust and slime droned from the Overlord's voice, making the others grimace and narrow their eyes in anger. "And what an injury...it's almost as if...oh, yes...he did, didn't he?"

Then Overlord leaned down, looking into Nya's eyes, which were full of anger. "God knows what you're feeling right now. Your friend, taking his own life. Wondering what it must have been like for him to do that? Neglect? Fear? Or perhaps...you all drove him, and you didn't even know it!"

Nya spat in his face, and quickly Overlord pulled out a knife from behind him and lifted it to Nya's neck.

"And aren't you wondering...what you are going to tell his parents?" Overlord asked, his mouth spreading into an ugly smile. "That he killed himself? That he stuck a knife through his own body? That he is dead?"

"Shut up!" Nya cried.

"Well isn't it true?" Overlord asked. "Isn't that what he did? Isn't that what you provoked him to do?"

"NO!"

"No? Then what, my dear, did? If it wasn't you, any of you, like you say, what do you think did?"

"I don't know!"

"YOU DON'T KNOW!"

Suddenly Overlord slapped Nya, hard, and his talons scratched her face lightly. She cried out.

The others didn't say anything. They couldn't; it wouldn't help.

Nya held back her sobs as the Overlord walked around the circle, staring at each and every one of the remaining four. "I can smell your fear," he growls, his face stretched in a hideous grin. "It's my favorite, you know,"

They don't utter a word. The Overlord laughs.

"You puny idiots," he said. "You were never a match for me. Not even though you were one of us,"

The Overlord points to Kai, who immediately looks down. "You broke the rules. You were supposed to leave. On the boats. That was how it was supposed to be. The way that it's been for Nights."

He leaned down suddenly, so he could stare into Cole's eyes. It nearly brought the poor boy to tears.

"Do you know of Ninjago' history, children?" asked Overlord. "Do you know of...our history?"

None of them spoke.

Overlord came closer to Cole's face so their noses were almost touching.

"They were all lies."

Kai could see all of their confused faces. Though, he wasn't surprised. Misako had told him everything. He knew everything. Kai barely listened as Overlord told them all about it.

The deal.

The punishment.

Everything Kai already knew, but the others didn't.

Then Overlord glanced at Kai. "You," he said. "I know you already know this."

"How?"

"My daughter told you, didn't she? When she was missing. She was speaking...to you."

Kai didn't speak. He only looked at the Overlord.

Then he walked toward Kai and knelt down in front of him and stared at him with intense eyes.

"She didn't tell you everything, you know." said the Overlord. "She didn't tell you about who your real parents are. It isn't your Day-dwellers you call your parents."

"I kind of figured."

"Then you know who they are, yes?"

He didn't. And he wasn't sure he wanted to. He didn't speak.

"My daughter...Misako. She told you how she fell in love with a...human man, yes?" Overlord began.

"Yes. I saw the cave drawings." said Kai.

"The cave drawings. Yes."

"They painted that before their Night ended, you know."

The Overlord paused, then said. "While she was telling you this...did you wonder what it had to do with you?"

Kai stayed silent. He let the Overlord talk.

"I'll bet you did." he said. "I'll bet you asked her, too. But she didn't say anything. She was hiding something, wasn't she?"

Kai remained silent, but his heart was beating out of his chest.

No.

No, it can't be.

As if reading his mind, the Overlord said, "It is. Kai."

"My grandson."

This couldn't be real. This isn't real. Kai thought frantically. No. No.

A rustle in the branches. A part in the crowd.

And there was Misako.

"Kai, it's true. Everything my father says...is true."

"You are my son."