Let's see the situation now. It's raining outside, and I'm not practicing my moves, and the exam's a night later, and I'm nowhere near my notes.

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"Oh, hi... Ashlyn." I was stunned to see her standing here, including in her combat attire. Her ninja suit was solid maroon, but she didn't have sleeves. Instead, her collared singlet was lined with gold, and her naked arms were laced with maroon ribbons, cross-shaped. A gold shaped whirlwind and a tiger shaped pattern was printed on her suit, and her eyes were shaded deep maroon instead of blue. Her hair was hastily tied into a small bun too, supported by a golden comb. A staff was slung to her back, gleaming in in her theme color.

"So...wassup?" I tried to lift my friendly spirit. The ninja of Air sighed. "May I come in?" I smiled. "Sure, go ahead." She smiled back, and sat on my bed. "Training is a absolute horror."

"I know right." I mumbled, looking at my hands, strained from the practice. "So how was the.. 'audition'?" Ashlyn almost laughed, and my spirits lightened. "I got knocked out as soon as I stepped onto the duel. I have to idea how you had resisted so long."

Well, if you remember, you would know your best friend have a black belt in almost every martial arts. I said slowly in my heart. "And... you got trained by...?"

"Cole."

"Okaaaaay... Good luck with him. Hope he doesn't teach with a cake in his mouth." I patted her back, smiling. She grunted. "He's so bossy and ignorant, like he founded Ninjago! But he was the reason I learned Spinjitzu in just a few hours of practice.

"Whoa! Congratulations, girl!" I was surprised. Ashlyn gave me a grateful smile. "Who are you trained from?"

I sighed. "Zane. He's nice and robotic, and he used the way start small... Though I sense something wrong." Ashlyn started laughing, and leaned on me. "I...I believe you, Rea. I swear, I'll try my best to remember all I can."

"YOU CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I DID IN MY FIRST TRAINING DAY-" Will fell through the open door into the room, almost shocking me. "Oh, Ashlyn." He looked at me, then the Ninja of Air. "You look...sexy..." he rose and eyebrow and clicked his tongue. I burst out laughing, while Ashlyn knocked me playfully, her cheeks coloring with both embarrassment and rage. "Will, I don't have anything to do with this."

"Oh, anyways, Rea and Ash, how's your training? I did my Spinjitzu, for the first time! It was like, being around a tornado but no moving, and your attacking speed grows fast... It was pure awesome!"

"Who trained you?" Ashlyn questioned quizzically.

"Well, I was practically under Sensei's stinky feet as soon as the match started, so I was abandoned to Kai. He was so impulsive, like he regretted having me as a student." He made a face, but then smiled back. "But it's still thanks to Kai I got my Spinjitzu."

I smiled. We all owe our thanks in just a day. Cool." Will snickered, and lied on my bed, sighing with content.

"Remember we had to find the final ninja?"

I glanced at him. "Mmm hmm... why?"

"If you, me, and Ashlyn are here, and there is one more ninja left, that means..."

I widened my eyes. "I'd reckon it might be Ken."

Slowly I proceeded to small weight lifts, and sometimes I had to fight with one. I still had my martial art skills sharpened, and Sensei started to train me to handle basic daggers.

"Remember, your hand isn't the only efficient killing weapon in this world." The old man told me, and handed me a pair of daggers. "Soon you'll be smooth with your katanas."

It was kinda hard at first, with the weight and the aerodynamic designs wasn't very good, making it hard for inexperienced people to be swift with it. But slowly, I began to learn to cut the air, and mastered tons of ways to stab one's chest and other parts.

Finally, I could use my own weapon, the katana. After three months. It was so different from the time I first tried to hold it, due to the weight and the air pressure, logic and stuff. Now I was able to handle my weapon with ease, more velocity and ferocity, and the blows landed was so much more stronger.

Finally I was invited to pay a visit to the dojo rented for Lloyd to train. "Why not train on board?" I asked Sensei Wu. "Well, there's such things as...too little room?"

I was still confused.

"I'm going out, Ashley." I slung my bag over my shoulders and straightened my jacket as my best friend came out of the dining room, nursing herself a cup of tea as Lloyd and Jay came out, taking a few computer joysticks with them. Ashlyn and I had bonded back together, despite the fact that she still lost her memory. Everyday I would share something about our past with her, and she takes it in completely, though she never get to remember anything in the past.

Will helped too, but there was still no results. Oh, well. I guess we'll just have to pray.

"Okay. I'm trying out this... pu'er Chinese tea..."

Nya handed me a letter with a red seal stamped in the center when I passed the meeting room with Sensei. "Hand this to Professor Julian when you pass by the science center, will you?"

I smiled, and slipped the letter into my bag. I know the professor, a sweet, kind lady who was somehow, I suspected she was related with Lloyd. She had helped the four ninjas to gain back their powers, and was a old friend of Sensei Wu. For now, when the city was back to normal, she kept herself busy in the science center, finding a cure for serpentine venom.

"Sure. See ya." Kai's sister waved me goodbye, and went back into the room.

Meanwhile, Kai bumped into me at the deck, his face smudged with chocolate icing. "Oh, Rea. You saw Zane and Cole? My ash stone collection seemed to disappear, and I owed Cole a plate of chocolate cake." "I only saw Jay and Lloyd carrying joysticks." I shrugged, and the ship lowered to the nearest tower. I leaped onto it, and the ship stayed there.

I took out the address of the dojo, and looked at the crowded civilians, which was written on a piece of paper. I ran to one with ginger hair and freckled face, and asked for the location of it. He smiled, recognizing the place, and pointed to a avenue far from here. "Just go right, make a turn to the left, and the dojo is just right hand side of the central building."

I thanked him, and continued my journey to the dojo. I didn't pass any science center anywhere, but I think I'll make another route there after I met the guy. Zane didn't mention the name when he handed me the paper, but he did tell me to call him Mr. brown. Something told me that this wasn't the guy's surname.

I made my way to the science center and Professor Julian welcomed me sweetly as usual, gave me some candy, took the letter and bid me goodbye before went back into the gigantic, white lab. Oh, how I wished I was her niece.

Then I proceeded to the dojo I was invited to (with much help and complaining) and was welcomed, by a brown disco guy in bobby hair with gold chains around his neck. I could hardly believe he was a martial arts trainer. "Uh, welcome, my friend, to my one and only legendary dojo." Mr. Brown said in a arrogant tone. "I am known as the owner of it, of course, and the Brown ninja in your slightly impressive team."

I swear, he is kidding me. I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing, and he led me into the dojo, where his students, some black belt, were training with blocks of pillows. When I was black belt, I had to deal with bricks, not fluffy stuff. How did this disco guy even get a degree to become a sensei?

After the awkward visit, he waved goodbye to me and told me to visit here more. "Impressive, isn't this dojo? That's exactly why your sensei came here to train his students." My hands were itching to slap the guy's face with all the strength I could muster. But if I slapped him, the guy would probably wail and never let us touch the dojo, ever again. And Sensei would absolutely blame me for that.

I ran for a while, and realized I went the wrong way back to the Bounty. I was about to go another way when a familiar shade of raven black hair caught my sight. I glimpsed as a black haired guy, slender but strong, a pair of glasses peeked from his face, by looking at the back.

Ken.

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