AreiaCananaid: Thank you so much for all the feedback! randomobsession321 and I loved to read what you had to say. Here is the next chapter! :D.

Ninjagosbiggestfan: Sadly you will have to wait one more chapter to find out… }:D. Maybe that might happen when they start up Ninjago again.

StoriesAreMagic: Thank you! J I would've liked to see that to.

SergeantSarcasm7: Thanks! That would have been cool to see him do that. Don't worry, I like long reviews. :D

kokokringles: He he, well now you have it! I've had something like that happen to me, with Star Wars. My obsession for it sort-of faded, but then a year later it came back full force! I hope it doesn't take a year for you to get back your Ninjago obsession, because I really love your stories! I wonder what her personality is like….. maybe she's a little spit fire?

XC12Passion: Thanks you! Me too, If I owned Ninjago, which I don't, I would have made the last battle into an hour long thing.

17blanceri: *Blushes* That is so sweet of you to say, Melody! I hope you enjoy this story!

Disclaimer: If randomobsession321 and I owned Ninjago do you think we would be writing Fanfictions? No! We would be writing scripts for the next seasons!

Plan in Action

The falling sun bathed Ninjago in a red orange light, it made the world seem hazy—like one was living in a dream world; compared the clear crispness of the morning, where everything was filled with clarity. There was something in the air that made every citizen go about their normal chores with somber affability, there was an abnormal quietness that hung in the air.

A battle cry pierced the quiet evening; startling some of the citizens who were walking past the place known as Dareth's Mojo Dojo. The place had off white stucco on the outside, over the door, jutting out of the wall was a sign; it said what the Dojo was called. The inside was a good size, there were lots of training equipment on the left side of the door, to the right of the door there was a fairly large open space where one could train without feeling like the walls of the enclosure were restricting ones fighting ability; and on the wall was a wooden frame that held golden trophies.

There was only one person in this dojo now. He was wearing baggy red pants tucked into knee-high soft black leather boots; he wore a fire red short sleeved tunic with two black belts around his waist, and hanging off one of the belts was an arsenal of throwing stars, throwing needles, throwing knifes and a lock picking set. He wore a strong, dark red, lightweight, flexible breastplate, with gold filigree on it that had the look of a leafless vine as it snaked across the dark red surface. He wore arm guards, on his upper arm that went from his shoulders to his elbows, made of the same lightweight material and deep crimson as the breastplate, with matching gold vine like filigree. The short sleeves of his tunic ended after the straps of his arm guard, but underneath he had a light red long-sleeved undershirt that tucked into soft fingerless black leather gloves that went almost to his elbows. There were hidden compartments in these gloves that had throwing needles in them.

Another battle cry rang out. Kai stood, breathing hard, with his katana in his hand, "Oh, no you can't go," he muttered angrily, sarcastic mocking could clearly be heard. "You have to stay with Lloyd, 'cause you're not strong enough to go to help fight. Watch over him Kai, we know that Sensei could have stayed back to watch him and then you could have joined the fight. But we don't want your incompetence to hold use behind."

Kai was fuming mad, today, when Garmadon attacked, he couldn't partake in the fighting; since Lloyd had sprained his wrist. He was the one chosen to stay and watch over Lloyd. He felt as if it was some sort of punishment for something he didn't do. So when the battle was over he refused to talk to anyone- ignoring them completely. Even though it was Zane's night to cook, he made his own supper before leaving to go to the Dojo to take out all his pent up fury out on an innocent dummies, before he did something stupid by deciding to go burn something, like his brothers' extra Ninja suits.

While slicing, kicking, punching- sometimes burning- Dareth's training equipment he muttered mockingly sarcastic things, in everybody's perspective, about himself and why he couldn't fight. He knew it was childish, but he couldn't help it. He at been cooped up for a while and when the threat of Garmadon attacking he had his hopes up so high, only to be squished, like a bug when it gets hit by a car windshield. 'In fact,' he thought grimly, 'that's exactly how I felt.'

He never told anybody this, but he hated cities. They were so crowded, noisy, dirty and stressful; not to mention there was barely any flora, if one excluded the park, which Kai visited often. He longed to be back in the wild, where there were plants all around him, he felt more at home. 'Maybe,' he thought, 'that's because I grew up in the country.'

He heaved an annoyed sigh; he just wanted to do something that was outside of the city.

He continued his furious barrage on the training dummy; suddenly a weird shock went through his body, he dropped his curved sword- the katana clattering loudly on the wooden planks of the Dojo's floor. He started to reached down to pick it up when pain flared through his body; he felt himself falling, but before he hit the ground everything went black and he knew no more.

~x~X~x~

Cole watched as his hot-headed brother stormed out of the apartment. He had completely given everyone the silent treatment—not even smiling when Jay had cracked a funny joke. He had gone about his business, even making his own food before heading out.

He wondered what had gotten Kai's ire up, but didn't dwell upon it.

"Zane," Cole asked, "when is supper going to be ready?"

"43 minutes," came Zane's swift reply.

Cole looked down at himself, he looked horrible. His hair was a bit greasy; his face, looking at his reflection on a steel pot, looked like he rolled in dirt, which didn't startle him because he had rolled in the dirt. He discreetly smelled himself, he made a face, 'Okay that decides it,' he thought.

"I'm going to take a shower," he said aloud.

"Good," Jay chuckled from his set on the floor, "you need it, you smell like you took a bath in dung."

Cole stuck out his tongue. "You're just jealous because you don't smell like it."

"I pretty sure I'm not," Jay replied.

Zane sniggered from his spot at the kitchen.

Rolling his eyes, Cole went over to the half bathroom. He closed and locked the door. Cole took off his Ninja suit, leaving on his under garments.

To say that this bathroom was small was an understatement, it was tiny. There was a tiny sink off to his right, a mirror above it, and a toilet right by the sink. One only had to walk a couple paces to get to it. Off to his left, a foot away from the sink, was a miniscule shower. The wall across the toilet occupied three towel racks, three towels on two racks and one towel on the other. Each towel was color coordinated to each person. Black for him, blue for Jay, crimson for Kai, blue that was so light that it was almost white was Zane's, dark red for Nya, green for Lloyd and white for Sensei. And on the wall opposite the door was a cabinet. All in all it was a cramped and small bathroom.

He turned on the foist on the sink and hand washed his clothes, before he went to the shower and turned on the water and waited for it to get warm, when it did he peeled off his under clothes and hopped into the shower. Just a second after he got in the shower an odd jolt went through his body, he put a hand out to the wall to steady himself, and put his free hand on his head as he felt a migraine starting to grow. Before he could full comprehend what was happening to him everything went dark, going oblivious to the outside world.

~x~X~x~

Everyone was happy in Ninjago City. All except one girl. She dashed out of the Autobody shop, tears streaming down her face. She pushed those that got in her way, ignoring the shouts of protest. She had one thing on her mind and that was finding Sensei Wu.

1 hour earlier

Jay was a little sad about the way Kai had acted when they got home. He had practically shoved Lloyd to them and stormed out the room, a plate of food in his hand.

Jay snapped out of his thoughts as Cole announced he was going to a shower. Jay looked him up and down and sniffed the air with a delicate motion. "Good you need it. You smell like you took a bath in dung." he said chuckling as he plugged his nose as if to ward off the smell.

"You're just jealous because you don't," Cole said sticking out his tongue in a very childish manner.

''I'm pretty sure I'm not." Jay answered. Cole rolled his eyes and walked off.

"Hey guys, you're back," Nya said as she walk in. Jay felt his heart flutter. "Jay, would you mind helping me out in the garage?"

"Sure!" Jay said jumping up from the floor. He followed her out the door. He couldn't believe his luck! He was just asked to help out. He was going to be alone with Nya. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and he took it.

Later

Nya was currently under the Tank. Jay was handing her tools. Jay couldn't help thinking of how beautiful Nya looked. Even in her dirty red dress, oil stained face, and hair standing out in all directions.

"Wrench." Nya said her voice muffled under the vehicle. Jay handed it to her. Suddenly, Jay had the worse headache ever. It felt as though someone had snapped his brain stem. He didn't say anything. It was just a headache. A burst of pain exploded inside him. He stood up, trying to get to the door. Another burst of pain went through him. He fell to his knees, clutching his head. He couldn't help but let out cry of pain.

~x~X~x~

Nya heard Jay's shout, fear gripped her as she quickly got out from under the tank, "Jay!" she cried as she rushed to his side. "What's wrong?"

Jay let out another cry. Nya almost cried herself as she heard the sound, "Everything will be all right," she choked out, wishing there was a way to ease the pain. She had to find Sensei and fast. With one last word of reassurance to Jay and herself, she raced off to do just that.

~x~X~x~

The pain was unbearable. Jay could feel his heart pounding against his ribs, each lungs heaving, and his body shaking violently. He couldn't think, couldn't see. He felt something move in his shirt causing it to stretch. It felt as though his bones were stretching, and shrinking. He couldn't stand it. His eyes closed, and his head hit the floor painfully. Then everything went black, absolutely black.

~x~X~x~

Zane will admit, he was worried; Cole was taking an unusually long shower, and neither Kai, Nya nor Jay were back yet. Zane sighed as he set the table. He hoped his brothers were okay. As he placed the last fork on the table, he felt a wave of pain. He doubled over. It felt as if his circuits were frying. Everything was blurry, his eyes started tearing up. His legs gave way and everything went black.

AreiaCananaid- Well there's the first chapter! I wrote Kai and Cole's and randomobsession123 wrote Jay and Zane's.

The next chapter will come out soon! And then you shall find out what has happened to the four ninja.

QUESTION:

When watching Ninjago, was there any time that you felt embarrassed for a certain charaters actions/words?