I am so sorry for yet ANOTHER long wait. Since the story of Normal Ninjago took place, I've been a nervous wreck. Jesusfreak753 lost my ideas I wrote down on paper…because of that I've been stressing for a while on what to do. And a few people had asked me if their OCs could be in my stories, so I'm trying really hard to squeeze them in somewhere around. I've received one more OC for this story and that might take place in the next chapter or the one after that. This thing called SOPA had scared me a little. It might stop all social websites including this site. A lot a people signed the petition for it so I feel a little better about that. Now to top it all off, a lot of deaths have been going around and this made me depressed. My mother's friend died a few weeks ago. Some of my teacher's family members died almost at the same time. Shirley Temple died…don't judge me I love her! So there was a lot of stuff going on and I hadn't had time to update. I've been so depressed lately, yet I don't show it. I hide my emotion very well. But anyway, my depression gave me an idea for this chapter. And seeing that I would love to get it out of the way so a friend at school would stop bugging me for it, I went right ahead. So anyway, enjoy. Disclaimer: I don't own Ninjago or Rack.

Months Later At Six in the Morning…

Kennedy flipped through the pages of Rack's book. Everything in there sounded like complete nonsense. "Maybe he just does this for fun," she thought. One page caught her eye though. A recipe for sun-kissed fruit? Kennedy cocked her brow in curiosity. She liked fruit, so why not? She scanned the page. "Set any kind of fruit in the sun for 25-30 minutes. Then give the fruit to someone you love. That person will then be sexually attracted to you…" Kennedy quickly closed the book and set it aside while blushing. The sun-kissed fruit recipe intimidates her.

At an Abandoned House in Seven in the Morning…

A sleeping figure lied lop-sided in an old bed with one arm thrown out of the sheets. He was lying on his stomach and mumbling into the pillow. "Oh, Kennedy…your blood tastes so sweet…" The sun started to slowly rise up the rolling hills and shined its rays into the window of the abandoned house. One of the rays hit the hand of the sleeping figure. Steam started to rise and light sizzling could be heard as the arm cooked under the sunlight. The figure instantly woke up with a loud hiss and jerked up from the pillow. Rack held his arm while glaring at the window and growling. He got out of bed and quickly closed the curtains before anymore sunlight could strike his bare chest. Rack ran his other hand through his sweaty red hair and sighed. That was a close call. If he hadn't woken up, the light would've spread throughout his body. In other words, he could've been turned to stone.

Rack still had that tragic memory in his head…

…The day his father was turned to stone…

Flashback

Rack and his family had been caught by two people looking for paranormal activity. They had been flying through the trees looking for little squirrels or anything nocturnal to feast on, when they sudden were flashed on. A man with the flash light looked as if his dream had come true. "Vampires…" He whispered. "Real vampires!" A slender woman had clung to the man. "I don't think we should bother them…" The man looked at her like she lost her mind. "Have you lost your marbles, Sabrina?! Those are real vampires! This will make a perfect YouTube video!" The man said as he got out a camera. "Jess, no!" Sabrina whispered/screamed. "You're going to make them mad!" Jesse turned on the flash, ignoring her. He then took a picture of the frightened family. Once the flash went off, the father jerked back with a loud hiss. He leapt from the tree and landed on the ground in front of the couple. Now Jesse was regretting what he did. Both he and his girlfriend backed away. "I told you we shouldn't have gone out here, Jess," "Shut up Sabrina!" The father got closer to them, his eyes boiling with rage and hunger. "Let's book it!" The couple ran for their lives. The elder vampire ran after them at full speed, his wife and son following quickly after.

The couple had been running from them for minutes but to no avail. They had gotten to a dead end and the nocturnal people were approaching them slowly. They backed up against the tall rock wall as the father of the family came closer. He grabbed the man by his shirt and pulled him up into the air. He kicked and flailed and called his girlfriend for help. But Sabrina just lied, curled in a ball, against the stone wall. She was shaking badly. The elder vampire's eyes turned to slits as he got ready to take Jesse's soul. Just then, a bright ray of light had lit up the dark night sky. Choruses of hisses were heard.

Morning was approaching. The sun was coming up.

The two others had fled behind the biggest tree for safety. But before the elder could follow suit, his feet were petrified to the ground. He couldn't move. He stood there still holding the terrified man in the air. As the sun was rising over the colorful horizon, the vampire's feet began to steam up. He looked frantically down and back up to the sun. He then looked to Jesse. He stared back at him, pure horror in his eyes. Suddenly the father's feet turned to stone and the action quickly traveled up to his upper half. After the sun had fully risen upon the horizon, the elder vampire's face had been completely petrified, a look of terror on his face. A ripping sound was heard and Jesse fell to the ground quickly scrambling over to his shaking girlfriend. The two other vampires stood behind a tree waiting for the father to come to them. Suddenly, a cracking sound was heard. Then a loud BOOM echoed throughout the woods. Red glowing dust flew everywhere. At the sight of the glowing dust, the youngest dropped to the ground, weeping quietly.

His father was gone…

End of Flashback

Rack let a single tear fall from his eye. Since his father's statue had exploded, there was nothing left to remember him, but the glowing red dust that was blown off. His mother managed to collect some and put an enchantment on it. The dust is now known as 'Memorial Sand'. She put some in a small pouch and gave it to Rack. It reminds one of a beloved family member or friend who has passed or left their life. Today the sand was kept safely with Rack, tied around his neck like a necklace. He clutched it for a moment remembering his father. More tears escaped him. He hadn't shed a tear in years. Not sense his father turned to stone.

From then on he continued his studies in religion, Zodiac, and enchantment. His mother wasn't sure if he'd succeed without his father's guidance but she respected that her son wanted to carry on in his father's footsteps. That was why he wrote the spell book. He knew all the spells he wrote by heart and didn't really need it anymore. So he gave it to someone dear to him. The book was not just for enchantments, it was also a diary he kept. He kept it with him at all times to write down every minute of an emotional event that he has experienced. The death of his father's stone statue was, by far, the most heart breaking. Rack felt he couldn't bear to keep this to himself. He wanted somebody to understand him, to care for him…To love him. That is why he gave the book to the one his dead heart ached for. Rack knew the person he loved had experienced deaths in her family before. He felt her pain, and he wanted her to feel his.