I was supposed to train with Kai today, but at first, I didn't go. Every time we trained, he was brutal. He never warned me when it was going to begin, just straight to fighting.

I hated it. I know hate is a strong word, and hate leads to suffering, I get it, but I really did hate it. And, after a couple of training sessions with Kai, I started to hate him too.

Every time, he'd go in swinging, and every time, he'd come at the same angle. He'd always start by attacking my right. I've always been bad with my right hand, which means I'd always have to spin around to keep myself from getting hit.

After a while, I started to practice dual-wielding in order to defend against it, but it's so difficult, so I decided that today, I wouldn't go. Hours passed, and I just sat there in the Boy's room, as if Kai even cared to look for me, he'd think I'd be stupid to hide in there.

Eventually, I heard steps coming down the hallway, so I looked around for some place to hide. Eventually, after thinking for a moment, I dove into the closet like a child playing hide-and-seek. Megan stepped into the room, loooking around, and easily spotting me in the closet.

"Of all of the places to hide, you hide there." She looked almost disappointed. "You know what your powers are capable of."

"And I know how many times things have gone wrong when I tried using them." I reminded her.

She shook her head. "Kai says he hopes you left for Ninjago City so he'll never see you again."

"Of course he does. He's such a jerk." I wished I had some voice reminding me of all of the good he has done for Ninjago, but lately, the only voice in my head was that of a memory. A memory of an old friend.

"Well, I'll let you off for today by not telling Sensei. Unless Kai already has." Megan had spoke too soon, as both of us heard a pair of steps coming down the hall, one being led by the clunk of a staff hitting the floor.

"Oh, for crying out loud..." I didn't want to hear another Sensei rant about 'missing training' and 'how I'll never be a ninja if I skipped sessions.'

I decided to use my powers, one last time. I focused, this time putting my energy towards rushing out the door and onto the deck. It actually managed to work, but with some side effects. I turned into a strange olive green blur, dashing out the door and accidentally dashing right through Hannah.

As she was trapped inside her mind, plagued by her own fears for about a second, I managed to make it to the deck, whistling for my dragon. I, of course, had to use my powers to whistle, because I can't whistle properly. My dragon, which was pretty much a skeleton of a dragon with glowing green eyes, landed on the deck about a meter in front of me. I dashed onto his saddle, and flew off to who knows where.

Thanks for reading this chapter of Descent into Madness. I know it's been 36 days since I last made a chapter, but I hope this makes up for it. See you next chapter!