Chapter 3: Meet again: Zane's POV

Jayleene watched Angel's unconscious body with a glare as she had her arms crossed. "Jayleene," I walked next to her. "Are you upset?"

"Very," she growled. "The one place in this world where I can hide from Angel and she's found it,"

"I suppose, but she didn't find you intentionally." I said.

Jayleene looked up at me, cocking an eyebrow. "Why are you defending the girl? From what you've said she's beaten on you too."

"Yes, but forgiveness-"

"Screw forgiveness! She was determined to make high school hell on earth for me as soon as I walked into that stupid school."

I sighed. "Do you have any idea why she would want to hurt you?"

Jayleene shrugged. "I dunno', Jay and I always got made fun of because we were born in a junkyard, that's probably why."

"Perhaps she was jealous…?" I offered.

She looked up at me and scoffed. "Jealous of what? First off, besides being born a junkyard all my clothes were homemade and out of style. I had no friends other than my brother. And I-"

"Had a family," I cut her off.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"She never knew her parents like you, up until she was twelve; she lived in that orphanage, miserable."

Jayleene's expression softened slightly as she looked back at Angel who seemed to be waking up. Angel rolled onto her side and looked all around the room.

Angel's POV

I rolled onto my side and felt the fabric underneath me…Wait…Where was I? I felt a pillow underneath my head too. I opened my eyes and they darted around the room, searching for a clue of where I was. I looked over to see a familiar girl in a blue ninja suit staring at me. "Junkyard Jayleene?" I called her nickname.

Her concerned look faded and turned into anger which made me smile. "Shut up, Angel, I'm a ninja now, I can kill you if I wanted to." She growled.

Another ninja came into my view, a white one. "Where do I know him from…?" I thought. A few other ninja walked in; red, black, green and royal blue. "Hey, she's awake." The black one waved at me. "I'm Cole,"

"Kai," the red one sat next to Jayleene so he could kiss her cheek and made me raise a brow. The junkyard chick got a guy and I couldn't…MAJOR FAIL.

"I'm Lloyd," the green one's smile was way too sugary sweet for me.

"I'm Scarlet," the royal blue girl leaned against the wall, giving a genuine smile.

"You already know me so don't expect a nice intro." Jayleene hissed.

"And I am-"

"Zane…" I finished for him. I don't know how, but I just knew his name, it seemed all too familiar. "I'm Angel."

Zane gave me a look that I couldn't quite get a read on. "Zane Julien." He finished. He then rolled up one of his sleeves and showed me a large purple bruise on his arm. "Do you remember?"

A memories shot into my mind like a bullet out of a gun. I was nine, he was ten. (A/N: Again, let's pretend that nindroids do age).

Mother Raven of the orphanage walked outside to watch us play kickball while a kid about my age followed her. "Angelina, come here." She called me and stopped me from kicking the ball to my friends and by friends I mean the lesser bullies of the orphanage. I sighed and walked a safe distance away from the game, slightly annoyed. "Yes, Mother Raven?" I asked innocently.

That was my charade, play innocent and they'll just eat it up, soon you'd be able to do anything you wanted and everyone would call it an "honest mistake" or a "misunderstanding". "Angelina, this is Zane Julien."

I waved, smiling. "Hi, Zane,"

He stepped out of his hiding spot which was behind Mother and waved politely, but didn't speak. "He's a part of our big family so treat him well."

I nodded. "Of course,"

"Good, you two seem like you'll get along, just fine. Will you allow him to play your little game?"

"Sure, he can!" I chimed.

Once Mother Raven left, I smirked. "C'mon, Icy," he seemed to be shocked and slightly frightened by how my pepped, hyper voice slowed down and hallowed a bit.

"My name is Zane not Icy."

"Yeah will your eyes remind me of ice, so that's gonna' be your name from now on."

Zane stared at me like he was confused but hesitantly followed me, not like he had a choice though. "Hey, guys," I waved my friends over. "This is Icy,"

"My name is Zane Julien, not-"

"I caught your name the first damn time, Icy." I jabbed him right in the stomach with two fingers and he let out a breath of pain. "Let's play a game." I picked up a kickball. "It's called throw a ball at Icy as hard as you can."

His eyes widened as he saw everyone picking up a kickball. "I do not wish to play." He backed away, his eyes wide with fear.

"You don't really have a choice; this means we're friends, Icy. You either play or get your ass kicked."

I smirked, knowing that either way he'd end up injured. Zane tried to run, but I easily grabbed his collar and pulled him back so he could fall onto the ground. "Please, we are friends, correct?"

"Yeah, this is what friends do." I cracked my knuckles.

"I sense that your information is incorrect, friends do not treat one another as such."

I raised an eyebrow, most kids would've been screaming or crying by now, but yet he was talking his way out of it. I rolled my eyes. "Look, just shut up." I kicked him in his side. He grabbed my foot and made me trip. "What the-"

"I have tried holding my patience and that has failed, if you wish to fight then so be it," He twisted my ankle in an unnatural position.

"Don't just stand there, kick his ass!" I yelled to my friends.

They managed to loosen Zane's grip on me and I slipped away, filled with rage. "Never pick a fight with Angel Hunter!" I yelled punching his arm harshly.

I pulled my fist away and saw there was a large bruise slowly turning purple. Just when I was about to punch again, my friends grabbed me and held me back. "That's enough, Angel." They said.

I growled and stomped my way back inside with my friend trailing behind me.

I stared at the same purple bruise Zane had on his arm. "Icy…?" I asked.

He seemed slightly annoyed, but he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Yes…It is me…Icy."

Jayleene snorted. "Icy?"

"Oh, like Junkyard Jayleene is any better?" I scoffed. I then looked around the room for the other Junkyard Walker. "Where's Gay Jay?" I asked for his old nickname. The boy had graduated a year prior and I lost track of the loser, but he had to be nearby.

Out of nowhere tears filled Jayleene's eyes and she bolted. "Jeez, it was just a nickname; it's not even her nickname, what's wrong with her?" I asked the others.

Kai just stood and walked out of the room to go find her. Cole, Scarlet and Lloyd glared at me while Zane seemed to remain calm, though he sighed again. "Jay died only two months prior."

My heart almost stopped, seriously even a cruel chick like me isn't that mean. "Whoa…Uh…Sorry, I didn't know…" I rubbed the back of my neck. "Where am I anyway?" I quickly changed the subject.

"You're on the Destiny's Bounty, our ship." Lloyd answered, still his glare cut right through me.

"Okay, why am I here? The last thing I remember is being in school and-…"

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"HOW THE HELL DID I DO THAT?! I swear; this purple glow was around me and…and…"

"You're the master of darkness, destined to help protect me, The Green Ninja, though, that doesn't mean we're friends." Lloyd answered.

I cocked an eyebrow. "Uh…Watcha' say now?"

Cole rolled her eyes. "Master of darkness, aka, the dark purple ninja, side by side with the royal blue ninja, you're supposed to help protect Lloyd." He repeated.

I stood and shook my head, chuckling. "Hold up a sec', you're telling me that I'm a ninja and that I'm supposed to be one of The Green Ninja's bitches?"

"Well, if you wanna' put it that way…" Scarlet smirked.

"Don't get cocky, you're his bitch too, Ms. Royal Blue Ninja." I shot at her.

She glared at me. "I am not his bitch, I'm his girlfriend."

I blew a strand of my black and dark purple hair out of my vision. "Same thing," I shrugged.

Scarlet turned to her boyfriend. "Deal with her or I will." She stomped out of the room.

Zane, Cole and Lloyd all stared at me and I rolled my eyes. "When you're done eye humping me, I'd be glad to ask if I can get a ride home."

"Before you go, you should speak to our sensei." Zane said. "Come, but first, are you hungry? I could make sandwiches."

I opened my mouth to object, but my stomach answered for me. "Ugh, fine, one sandwich and that's all."

"Of course," he smiled.

I eyed him suspiciously, I've bullied him back at the orphanage for five years straight and I wouldn't have stopped if I hadn't been adopted. So why was he being nice? I mean come on! He could fight, he was a strong ninja now, if I were him I would've been kicking my own ass by now, but he seemed…Calm. Weird…A cute kind of weird…Okay, a hot type of weird, maybe even a little sexy but-Wait…Did I just call him sexy? "Fucking raging hormones…" I thought as he led me into a kitchen.