Yes, I digress; this is the same one as before. I have merely deleted it from being the standalone story and rather added it the selection of other Ninjago one-shots. Least then, they are all in the same place.

I did this because there really weren't that many CG stories out there. I wrote it because I was interested in seeing how Jay's biological father would have seen his son. Being on the big screen and all. No idea where CG stands now though, being that the events of Skybound deleted everything. Still, it doesn't fully explain DoTD and the lit lantern that Ed, Edna and Jay light. nor anything being mentioned of CG in HoT.

With further ado:

Oh my gosh, I cannot believe it...Proud wasn't even close to how I was feeling at hearing the news.

"My son is about to follow in his father's footsteps. It must be a sign." I intoned to my long suffered publicist.

Thanks Libby. I thought. Looking wistfully into the stormy clouds. All I could think of was her. This here, what was happening right now was the result of their union. Jason Gordon was finally taking his first steps into the career I had initially sought out for him.

My eyes grazed the horizon, pulling down slowly from the grey skies above to see another tour guide bus as it passes slowly. As usual, droves of people stop and take snaps of my home. Hoping to catch a glimpse of the recluse within.

Looking down the expanse of my long driveway, I sigh contentedly and give a wave to the tourists. Normally I wouldn't even entertain them with that, but today is different. Today, I have received details of the new show due to air tonight.

It's a new show for my son, anyway.

Okay, technically it's not a new show at all. Can I not gloat at least a little?

This show has been on air for a while, under a different guise. And more importantly, under a presenter who had no sense of humour.

I must admit, I had watched a few, as you do. And it wasn't the type of show I had ever done. It was fast paced and at some times, painful. The action-packed series followed competitors as they tackled a series of challenging obstacles in their home towns. Those who successfully complete the finals course in their designated region then moved on to the national finals round in Ninjago city.

I looked back at the newspaper clip in my hand.

The day had finally arrived, the studio had given him the go-ahead for him to take the reigns on the Ninja NOW dare show. I have to say, we all had to start out somewhere. For me, it was more a case of being an extra in commercials, then moving up to bit parts that got me some recognition. Then I became more more courageous and applied for accompanying roles too, eventually hitting the big time with my first lead role.

It took guts, I got my fair amount of rejections, everybody does. You just have to grow a backbone and thicker skin in this industry. If you don't you'll be eaten alive.

Heck, starting out is hard. I can remember.

It doesn't get any easier either if anything it gets worse.

The thing is; acting is a dog eat dog world. You'll get eaten alive, chewed up, and spat out if you don't have the guts to stay in it for the long haul. And, surprisingly, being the lead character doesn't make it better, there's always someone vying for the chance to usurp you, it could even be the person you beat to the role in the last job.

And as I can contest, being the lead character in a movie takes a lot of charisma to pull off, and I've got bucket loads, not as much as Libby had though. But honestly, you can't do this unless you are destined to stand there and fight for it, come what may.

Ya know why? Well, the movie biz is a tough world to crack, showbiz is no different. They'll focus and pick at your weaknesses, exploit them, reveal them to one and all. That's why we all become so private later on. It's probably why I live alone and why I haven't bothered to look for another female companion.

I had one once.

Libby.

We got married, had a honeymoon baby, my firstborn son and so far the only child to have come from these loins.

I'm looking at his portfolio right now. His has his mother's eyes, my original hair colour; prior to having it coloured to hide the silver and the age.

"Mr Gordon? You have a 2pm audition to attend."

"I'll be there, send a rsvp Mandy. I'll arrange my own transportation."

Haa, you know; Actors and presenters get replaced all the time, you just gotta have the right personality to pull it off, and by jove...I think he has.

"Mandy?"

"Yes Mr Gordon." Cliff Gordon's PR assistant replied from the other end of the phone.

"Can you wire a sum of money to fund the new show that's due to air on channel five?"

"Sir?"

"The Gauntlet of humility, I believe it's now called," I added. "Well, it had a change of name since Jay has appeared on it, I'm telling you, my boy's got some talent and that good old Gordon charisma. A little bit of his Dad's charm too."

And a heck load of Libby's humour.

"It really needs a new name." She chuckled over the phone. "It was called Ninja Now, but it's changed to the Most Ultimate Extreme Ninja Challenge Ever! Bit of a mouthful, if you ask me," Mandy laughed softly over the line.

"My mistake..." I replied.

"No problem, The gauntlet is the name of the machine, assault course. Well, it's quite a popular show," She deduced, looking over the new and upcoming programs that took up prime time tv slots. Noting this one had a middle page spread to advertise in order to improve and increase viewing figures. "Since Jay appeared as the lightning ninja, ratings have gone through the roof."

"Interesting." He mused. "Anything else?"

"Ah, found it. The show's producer is Rachel Sparrow, And I believe Jay will be replacing Fred Finley, the previous presenter...So how much?"

"A healthy figure, I'm thinking a couple of hundred thousand should do it, for now. Least it'll pay for the staff, meaning that they can bring in the crowds and everything after that, including concessions."

"But remember Mandy, it needs to be donated as an anonymous benefactor."

"Yes sir."

Cliff ended the phone call and pulled the golden statue down, revealing his sanctuary with a sanctuary. This was the place he hung his actor's wardrobe and various props. It was like a miniature museum, dedicated to 99% him.

The 1% was dedicated to someone that meant a whole lot more than any film awards or trinkets.

He carried on walking to a small shrine. This was the only part of this vast room that was dedicated to someone else. It had a pristine blue gi, hung proudly. Original or not, he didn't care because it was the closest he could get to his son without revealing who he actually was.

The newspaper article held proudly in his hand as Cliff looked for an appropriate place to put it. He found the perfect place, hanging it to cover the last part of the mirror. Covered in bright bulbs as his full colour picture stood out.

"I'm so proud of you son, no matter what you do or who you're becoming; I'll always be proud of you, Libby would have been too."

He bit his bottom lip, stood back and admired the picture.