I apologize for not posting yesterday, but I had activities which caused me to return home late last night. Anyways, I'd like to give a quick and LOUD shout-out to Frosti1212 and MasterDerp5885 for being such big supporters of Chosen. Thanks for the support, guys.

Anyways, we are back to Zane now. Let's see how he's doing, shall we?

Disclaimer: I do not own Ninjago.

Chapter 6

Zane sighed. It seemed that his martial arts classes were getting popular because he was getting more and more registrations. He arched an eyebrow at a particular envelope. It was cream with fancy script written on it. Still confused, he flipped it over and opened it up.

The king wants me to teach his youngest son? Zane thought in disbelief as he began to read it again, just to clarify it. I did not know I was that popular. He pulled out his laptop and turned it on. Opening up a Word document, he immediately started to type his acceptance letter.

Once it was finished, he printed it, folded it into perfect thirds, and stuffed it into an envelope. He scribbled his address on the upper left hand corner, and then the address of Wu's Manor in the center of the envelope. After that was done, Zane looked at his watch. He realized that it was ten-o-four.

He scrabbled through a quick shower, and then hopped into bed. He turned his light off, and fell asleep. Right after he fell asleep, he opened his eyes to the same bleak, icy land where he had been last night.

"Zane." It was the thunderous voice from the previous night.

"Yes?" he called.

"These are the four you will meet," the voice said. Four figures materialized and slowly started walking towards him. Masks covered their faces, but Zane could tell that three were males, the fourth a female. Their eyes burned as they stared at him. Zane blinked.

"Who are you?" he asked. The female, dressed in gray, stepped forward.

"We are the others that will train alongside you for the upcoming battle," she said. Zane could tell that on a regular basis, her voice was as smooth as honey, but at the moment, it was as hard as granite. "Remember our eyes, because no one has their color." Their bodies vanished as their eyes started to grow until Zane felt like he was going drown.

Piercing stormy blue-gray with flecks of pale yellow; bottomless pit black with flecks of dark chocolate brown and deep forest evergreen green; deep blue with bold yellow flecks; and almond brown with flecks of yellow-orange. Just whenever Zane remembered the last set, he was thrown into a vision of a battle.

He saw himself fighting back to back with the four that had appeared to him. They were fighting warriors made out of stone that were colored black, dark gray, poisonous purple, and blood red, with sickly green eyes. He looked upwards, and saw a brilliant flash of golden light. Black spots danced in Zane's vision as the light grew brighter and brighter until it was a blinding white. Then it all seemed to explode into color.

Flowers bloomed rapidly as grass grew a thick, luscious green. Trees flowered and birds began to sing. Bees buzzed and hummingbirds hummed as they flew through the air.

What did I just see? Zane wondered before a loud beep-beep, beep-beep, beep-beep, beep-beep interrupted his dream.

Zane woke up, rubbed his eyes, and turned his alarm clock off. Even though his dream had been a little odd, he felt well-rested.

As he changed out of his pajamas and into jeans and a t-shirt, he thought about what he saw. Remembering the four different sets of eyes, that had been a little awkward, but then seeing a battle? Zane had a hunch about what he saw, but he pushed it to the back of his mind.

Well, at least today is Saturday, Zane thought as he opened the door to his apartment. The resident from Apartment 27 came hurrying down the hallway. He glanced at Zane before hurrying on, but then froze and walked backwards for a few steps. The two men studied each other's eyes.

"I know those eyes," Zane said. The young man swallowed, his deep blue eyes wide with shock. "And judging from your expression, have you seen mine?"

"Yes," he squeaked. "In a dream that I had last night."

"You wouldn't happen to have a dragon tattoo on your back, would you?" Zane probed.

"How did you know?" the other man demanded.

"I have one just like yours," Zane snapped.

"Did you have a dream with a thunderous voice?" the blue-eyed man asked cautiously. Zane nodded.

"Then you must be one of the ones that will 'battle the darkness.' I'm Jay, by the way. Jay Walker."

"Zane Julian," Zane said, holding out his hand. The two men shook hands before launching into a long conversation about the dreams that they had, comparing observations and their reactions to their tattoos.

"Who do you think we'll find first?" Jay asked him.

"The one with the black eyes," Zane answered.

Cliffhanger (right?)! What do you think will happen in the next chapter? As always, tell me what you think in the reviews!

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