Wassuuuup guys! I'm back with chapter two! This one gets more exciting, I tell you. There's more POVs to get through, and then the moment comes that everything changes. Like always, enjoy the next chapter!

Cole's POV

Man, it feels great to kick butt again. Now where's anot- there's one. "HEY!" I shouted, grabbing the ghost's attention. I motioned for him to come at me. The ghost charged at me and tried to slash me across my torso, but I blocked it with my scythe.

The ghost drew back and raised its sword above its head to land a blow, giving me the perfect opportunity to strike.

I swung my scythe with all my might, sending it through the ghost and making it explode into green goo.

"Eugh!" I cried as some spattered on my gi. "That's nasty! This is dry clean only!"

"Uh, COLE!" someone said. "A LITTLE HELP OVER HERE!?"

I looked up and saw Jay having some trouble. He had one ghost one his back while trying to fight a separate one.

I wiped the blade of my scythe before rushing to help Jay.

Jay's POV

"GET OFF OF ME!" I shrieked. "DO I LOOK LIKE A BOUNCY CASTLE TO YOU?!"

I clawed at the ghost jumping around on my back before whipping my nunchucks over my head to smack it in the face. It cried in pain before finally letting go of me.

"Haha, take that!" I taunted. "Oh..."

Very quickly I shut my mouth as what I saw was nothing to laugh about.

The ghost I whacked attracted the attention of the others, and now several ghosts were about to rush me.

Even though I assumed my battle stance, I gulped.

"Well, at least it can't get any worse right?" I chuckled nervously.

I froze when I heard footsteps behind me.

"I take that back...it can."

I whipped around to face what was behind me only to almost whack Cole in the face with my nunchucks.

"Hey!" He growled. "Watch it!"

"Sorry!" I said. Although I admit it, I wouldn't be sorry if I did hit him, he actually kinda deserves it. Especially how he took Nya from me. Oooooh yeah, he deserves it. He's helping me right now though, so I'll let this one slide.

We got back to back and defeated the ghosts together, using our spinjitzu to finish the last three.

"Thanks." I said, out of breath. When I heard no response I looked up. Cole's eyes then became big and round, he was pointing behind me. Before he could say anything, however, I whipped around and smacked a ghost full-on in the face with my nunchucks.

We took a moment to catch our breaths. "Let's go check on the others." Cole said. I nodded and followed him.

No one's POV

Cole and Jay raced over to Kai having an intense sword battle with a ghost. It was striking and hitting fast, but so was Kai. He was fighting well, but getting tired.

"Look!" Jay said and pointed. Cole looked and saw more ghosts coming. Cole groaned.

"Ugh, where does it end?!" He said. The two raced forward and began fighting.

Meanwhile, Kai was still battling. He faked a strike and swung his sword with all his might, knocking the ghost's weapon from its hands. With a final slash, Kai sealed the deal.

Zane had been fighting near Kai, defeating the ghosts that rushed him. After a long battle, he killed the last one with his sai.

"Zane!" Cole said to him. "We're going to comb the village for any more ghosts and make sure all the villagers are safe. Just breathe buddy, we can handle this."

Zane nodded, trying to catch his breath. "Its okay, brothers." He said. "I will not leave without you."

Cole motioned for Kai and Jay to follow him.

Zane watched them go. After they left he looked around for a place to sit down and recover from the exhausting fight. He found an old tree and leaned against it. He closed his eyes and tried to calm his racing heart.

Then he heard rustling. It sounded like it was coming from the trees beyond where he was resting.

Zane didn't pay attention to it. He thought it was some kind of animal.

But then he heard it again.

Zane looked around. the village was quiet, and the others weren't back yet. Where were they? How long had they been gone?

Zane got up from his resting place and decided to find his friends. He got up and turned to leave when he saw something move from the corner of his eye. He turned back around, squinting to see a dark silhouette against behind the branches.

Then to Zane's horror, the shadow stepped forward. Standing there in the soft moonlight, was Morro, the undead master of wind and commander of the ghost army. More of his ghost soldiers stepped out from behind him.

Instinctively, Zane drew his sai. Looking around, he could see he was surrounded. But he mustn't back down.

Seeing Zane's actions, Morro drew the Sword of Sanctuary. The odds were in the ghost commander's favor.

"If you think you stand a chance at defeating me with those puny sai, you're sadly mistaken." Morro taunted. "You and the rest of you pests are the only things keeping me from having Ninjago in the palm of my hand." He twirled the sword between his fingers. "Stand down rust-bucket, or the consequences for your actions will be heavy."

Zane held his ground. Gripping his sai tightly, he stared Morro in the eye.

"No." Zane said flatly. "I will not stand down to you."

Morro narrowed his eyes and grabbed firm hold of his sword.

"So be it." He said. Then he lunged at Zane.