*UPDATE: The prophecy is based on the LEGO Movie, which I do not own, or else all the Ninjago characters would've had major roles XD Thanks HailsStorm for reminding me about this minor disclaimer.

"Oh yeah, and this is my Uncle Wu." Lloyd was giving Marie-Grace and Essly the grand tour, and had just taken them to see Sensei Wu. "He's also our Sensei. Good afternoon, Uncle!"

The elderly man looked up, greeting his nephew, then asked who the two girls were. "I'm Essly Lison and this is my best friend, Marie-Grace Flamey. She's Kai and Nya's long lost little sister!" Essly greeted, shaking the man's hand.

After Marie-Grace shook his hand as well, Sensei Wu took a good look at them. "Could it be?" He asked, then consulted a scroll which had been on the floor in front of him. He began to read it aloud,

"Five Samurai to be found, one is already here.

After the Overlord is gone, the next two will be near.

The first is the youngest Flamey, a girl who has a mysterious past.

The next is her best friend, whose list of talents leave many aghast.

Another will come, the youngest of the group, but who could possibly save your life.

Then the final with a terrible past, who is very paranoid because her horrible strife.

These five, including the first Flamey daughter, will put a stop to many, many crimes.

And all this is true, because it rhymes."

Marie-Grace blinked unbelievingly. "That was a great, inspiring legend," she said sarcastically, "that you made up! Us? Samurai? What a bunch of hippy dippy baloney!"

Essly began giggling at Marie-Grace's comment, as Lloyd piped up, "Uncle Wu is pretty much never wrong, so you shouldn't brush this stuff off!"

"Marie-Grace, you have to admit, it describes us perfectly!" Essly pointed out. "I mean, you-"

"I still don't believe it!" Marie-Grace interrupted.

Sensei Wu nodded politely, looking like he understood. "You two can have some time to think. If you decide to go through with your destiny, I will have the ninja and Nya train you. If not, you can still stay but at least heed this warning:

Make your choice, adventurous stranger;

Become a samurai and bide the danger,

Or wonder til it drives you mad,

What would've followed if you had."

"And all this is true because it rhymes, yeah, yeah," Marie-Grace sighed. "Seriously? Pulling a Narnia on me? Come on, Essly." Marie-Grace practically dragged the darker skinned girl from the room. Lloyd shrugged at his uncle and followed the girls.

"I'm glad we can share a room," Essly commented as she spread sheets across the mattress on the top bunk.

"I am too," Marie-Grace mumbled, only half listening. She was snuggled up on an orange beanbag chair, back to reading the Prisoner of Azkaban.

As Essly now tucked matching purple blankets and pillows, she pondered what that Sensei Wu had said. The legend thingy really had described herself and Marie-Grace perfectly. Essly was extremely talented, if she did say so herself, and Marie-Grace . . . Well, she was Marie-Grace.

Essly sighed, glancing out the window. They were high in the air, the sun was setting and it was simply lovely. "I'm going onto the deck," Essly announced. Marie-Grace just 'mmhmm-ed' and Essly rolled her eyes.

The caramel skinned girl walked down the hallway and up onto the deck. She breathed in the fresh air and sighed happily. What she wouldn't give to be a samurai . . .

"Hello."

Essly spun around, hand over her chest. She had expected to see Fiona or some armed killer. Instead, she only found the nindroid with icy blue eyes, platinum blonde hair and pale skin. "Zane! You scared me!"

"My sincerest apologies, are you alright?" Zane asked, looking concerned. Essly nearly laughed at how concerned he was. She assured him that she was fine, but at his next question, she didn't feel at all fine. "Are you going to become a samurai?"

Essly sighed. That had been the topic all throughout dinner, and truth be told, she didn't really felt like answering. But she really couldn't refuse to tell the nindroid. "Weeeell . . . I'm not sure. I kinda want to, but I don't think Marie-Grace wants to." Essly paused. "Actually, I know she doesn't want to."

"Does that stop you?" Zane's question had Essly at a loss for words. The nindroid patiently waited while Essly nervously tried to find what to say.

"Well, no, but we're best friends, and I just think that, well, I don't know," Essly mumbled. "It would just feel wrong to do it without her."

"But if you're best friends, and correct me if I'm wrong, wouldn't she support any decision you make?" Zane asked. "Would she not support you and remove any guilt you might have?"

Essly thought about this for a second. For an emotionless robot, Zane sure knew more about the secrets to a teenage life than Essly did. Ahem, that emotionless robot thing was a joke, of course. "Y'know, Zane," Essly mused, "you are absolutely correct." Zane smiled at her as she began walking back to her room. "I'm going to talk to Marie-Grace."