Hey Guys, I'm back! God I know it's been such a long time. It feels good to be back. Let's just say school, chores, FFA, livestock, and boy trouble really can be time consuming. I changed my name in case y'all haven't noticed. Anyways summer is coming up, hopefully I'll have more time on my hands, but I'm not sure yet. I'll definitely get a couple chappies out though for sure. This one has some Kai bashing in it FYI. Sooooo Without a further a' do…
"Please, Kai! Help me look for him!"
"Cole, how many times do I have to tell you?! I said no!"
"Just one more week! That's all!"
"I said NO!"
"PLEASE! He's still out there!"
"Cole, don't you get it?! We've spent over a month straight looking for him, and do you know what we found?! NOTHING! We found ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!"
"That doesn't mean anything!"
"It means EVERYTHING! It means Zane's gone, Cole! GONE!"
"HE ISN'T GONE!" Cole roared, surging upon Kai like a storm cloud. "HE'S STILL ALIVE! HE'S STILL OUT THERE! WE STILL HAVE A SIGNAL FROM HIS BEACON! YOU SAW IT YOURSELF! THERE'S STILL A CHANCE THAT WE CAN FIND HIM!"
"COLE, STOP IT!" Kai yelled back. "JUST STOP! YOU NEED TO QUIT HANGING ON AND JUST FACE THE TRUTH! YOU KEEP HANGING ON TO A HOPE THAT ISN'T THERE! YOU CAN'T LET GO OF THE FACT THAT ZANE IS STILL ALIVE! FACE IT, COLE, FACE IT! ZANE'S DEAD, AND THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN DO ABOUT IT!"
For a moment there was a shocked look from the earth ninja. Then that look melted into one of pure, smoldering anger.
"DEAD?!" Cole bellowed. "DEAD?! YOU THINK ZANE IS DEAD?! WHO ARE YOU TO THINK SUCH A THING?! DON'T YOU BELIEVE IN ZANE?! DO YOU?! I THOUGHT WE WERE A TEAM! I THOUGHT WE WERE BROTHERS! I THOUGHT WE WERE A FAMILY! DO YOU HAVE ANY FAITH IN THOSE THINGS?! DO YOU?! DO YOU?! ZANE'S OUR BROTHER, KAI! AND YOU'RE JUST GIVING UP ON HIM?!"
"I'M NOT GIVING UP ON HIM!" Kai shouted. Now Kai was starting to get angry, his clenched fists had smoke wafting and sparks flying from them. "I'M JUST TAKING IT HOW IT IS! THERE'S NO HOPE, COLE! HE'S DEAD! HE'S DEAD AND I KNOW IT!"
Jay, Sensei, Misako, and Nya (P.I.X.A.L was back at Borg Towers) were watching the fight. Several times, Jay tried to intervene, but he always got butted out. Nya started crying when she saw her brother's rage, so Jay tried to comfort her by taking her into an embrace and doing his best to block out all the ugly words coming from Kai's mouth. Misako also tried to keep the argument from escalating into a full-blown fistfight, but also failed. And Sensei Wu just stood there, looking at his pupils, a look of sadness in his eyes.
Five minutes passed, and Cole and Kai were still fighting, practically screaming at each other.
"JUST ADMIT, COLE!" Kai roared, his fists ablaze. "YOU DON'T WANT TO FACE THE TRUTH! YOU CAN'T BEAR IT! ZANE'S DEAD, YOU KNOW THAT, I KNOW THAT!"
And then Cole had it. He snapped. He was done with Kai thinking Zane was dead. He was done with Kai.
"WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!" Cole shrieked with pure rage, before lunging at Kai, eyes filled with fire.
"COLE NO!" Jay cried, fearing the worst might happen, rushing forward with Misako and Sensei to try and stop it, but they were too late.
With a great yell, Cole seized Kai by the throat before heaving him up and throwing him opposite against the wall. Kai retaliated by throwing Cole off him before doing the same (pinning him to the wall).
Fists being thrown. Yelling and screaming. Things being knocked over and crashing onto the floor. Thumps and crashes as the two pummeled each other to bits. Jay yelling at them to stop and trying to break it up, Misako hugging Nya, who was crying at the sight. Sensei just turned away.
Cole summoned a rock from his fist and threw it at Kai. The fire ninja was recovering from being thrown on the floor and looked up a moment too late.
SMACK!
The stone hitting Kai in the skull blew him onto his back on the floor.
For a moment Kai lay on the floor, stunned. Then he slowly began to get up, a pulsing headache pounding through his brain. Something warm trickled into his eye. He grunted to wipe it away when he saw red on his hand.
It was blood.
His blood.
He looked up at Cole, who was already forming another rock in his hands.
Cole had drawn blood.
A massive, uncontrollable smoldering wave of anger pulsed through Kai. His fists became alight once again.
Then faster than anyone could react, he lunged and pinned Cole to the wall. He rained blows on the black ninja's face, ignoring the blood spurting from his nose.
Then he clenched his fist, which was on fire, and held it up to a bloody Cole's face. It was the only warning he got before Kai pressed it into Cole's shoulder.
A piercing scream cut through the air as the sound of violent sizzling filled the room. Cole thrashed and kicked, but couldn't escape Kai's grip.
"S-STOP!" Cole cried, tears running down his face. "IT HURTS!"
"NO!" Kai roared in his face. Blood was pouring out of the burn. He pressed it harder.
Another scream filled the air as Cole's eyes began to roll into the back of his head and he started frothing at the mouth.
"COLE! KAI!" A voice shouted. "THAT IS ENOUGH!"
There was a golden flash of light between the two ninja and Kai was sent flying back against the wall. He fell to the floor, groaning as a headache came on. Rubbing his head, he looked up.
Cole was unconscious on the floor, being picked up and carried away by Jay and Misako, Nya following along, still crying. Drops of blood from Cole's shoulder left a trail on the floor as he was carried off to the infirmary.
As they were leaving, another pair of feet stepped into view.
"Kai." A harsh voice said. A wooden staff prodded him in the side. "To the deck. Now."
"Y-yes Sensei." Kai muttered. He got up and followed the elderly man to the deck. When he got there, Sensei was glaring at him, arm crossed, staff balancing on its end next to him.
There was silence.
"Well, Kai?" Sensed said, sounding disappointed and even a little angry. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
Kai was quiet. He didn't know what to say.
"I'm waiting."
Kai just stared down at the floorboard of the deck. Still he said nothing.
More silence.
"You should be ashamed of yourself, Kai." Sensei said.
When Kai didn't answer, Sensei continued.
"Why?" He asked. "Why did you hurt your brother?"
Kai heaved a sigh.
"I…I guess I couldn't control myself…" he said quietly. "I got mad…"
"Mad about what?" Sensei asked. "All Cole was doing was asking you for help."
"I know." Kai said. "But…"
"But what?"
"He…I think he's just refusing to believe the truth. I mean, he just keeps hanging on to something that isn't there. My hope on Zane's run out. There's just no way he could survive this long!"
Wu grabbed his staff.
"You mean you don't have faith in your brother?"
Kai shook his head.
"Nononono! That's not what I'm saying at all! I do have faith in Zane! It's just that I accept that the worst may have happened. You know…" He looked at Wu.
"To me, it's ridiculous Cole thinks Zane is alive at this point. It's common sense." He looked down again. "I'm just tired of the fact that he's obsessing over something that's a lost cause when we have better things to worry about."
"You mean you think Zane is dead?"
Kai nodded his head slowly.
"Yes, Sensei. I thinks he's gone."
Then there was silence between the two.
"Sensei?"
"Yes, Kai?"
"Do you think he's gone?"
Sensei sighed.
"I am not sure." He admitted. "But all I can do is hope for the best."
"But you still harmed your brother. Get inside and when you wake up tomorrow morning, you go up to infirmary and apologize to him. You will also care for him until he has healed completely. Understand?"
Kai nodded.
"Yes, Sensei." He mumbled, before turning away and walking back inside.
The light from the open door vanished, leaving Wu alone on the dark deck of the Bounty. Silence settled on the deck.
"Wu?"
Sensei yelped as he whirled around in surprise to come face-to-face with Misako.
"Misako." He breathed, hand over his chest. "It's just you."
"Of course it is." The gray haired woman said.
Wu sighed and turned away, looking up at the stars, deep in his thoughts.
Misako seemed to read his mind. She came up and put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Wu." She said in a low tone. "It's getting worse, I mean, they're falling apart. I don't know how long they'll stay a team without Zane. This was worse than last time."
Wu nodded.
"I know that." He said.
"What should we do, then? Anything else like this is bound to happen, and Jay told me he's not going to be a part of a team that is constantly fighting with each other. Him and Nya just left, actually. They're spending the night at the junkyard."
"Why?"
"Nya's in tears, Wu. She can't stand to see her brother like this. It's not healthy for her."
Wu sighed.
"There's nothing we can do, Misako." He said quietly. "No matter how hard we try, they just won't stop. I think…"
"What?"
"I think we should let them sort this out themselves…"
Wu thought for a moment more, before walking back to the door.
"Where are you going?" Misako asked.
"I need to meditate." He replied simply, offering no other explanation before heading inside.
...
A candle flickered, casting shadows on the walls as incense burned beside it, turning into spirit smoke as it smoldered. They were the only lights in the dark room. It was completely silent, except the occasional creaks and pops as the wooden hull of the Bounty expanded.
In the middle of the dark room, Wu sat on the mat in the middle of the floor, in his normal meditation position.
He was looking for answers. What had happened to Zane? Where was he? Was he still alive? Or was he long dead? Would they ever find him again? Would the team he had brought together still manage to stay together? Or will the steel bond the five brothers and forged through the years finally break? Would they be able to stop Morro from taking over Ninjago, or would they ultimately fail?
The spirit smoke which was wafting around the room slowly began to swirl and take shape in front of him.
Then there was the feeling of Wu's chest "opening", as suddenly everything seemed muted, muffled, and covered with a veil of darkness as he opened his mind and let it take control of all else.
...
Black.
That was all it was.
Black.
Darkness.
It was all darkness.
It was an empty abyss of darkness. There wasn't a soul to be seen or heard.
Then, out of the darkness, tendrils of smoke slowly emerged. They drifted around the empty space before they began to shift.
Slowly, the murky form of a dragon appeared, then the shape of a person. It had its wings around the person, appearing to fend off two other figures, holding weapons, protecting him.
The image faded, and another came into view.
A massive group of ghastly figures were charging at a another group-an army, it seemed like-of men, sitting atop armored, hooved animals. Arrows were being flung back and forth, the two groups clashing. Four dragon-like figures were circling in the sky above.
The picture swirled around and whisked away, and was replaced by another.
The wisps of smoke formed tree trunks on a hill, sloping into a dry riverbed. A figure of a person came running through it, clutching their side, limping. Chasing it were two floating, murky forms. The seemingly injured person slipped and fell into the riverbank, where he lay still. The image faded.
Slowly, the spirit smoke faded, and there was soon nothing but darkness.
...
As Wu came back to earth, he opened his eyes and tried to make sense of what he had seen.
That dragon was unlike any other he had ever seen. What was it doing? Who was the person inside it's wrapped wings it seemed to be protecting? Why was it protecting them?
And that person who ran and fell into the gully? It was Zane, no doubt. Was that who the dragon was protecting? Where was he? The surroundings looked like nothing from in Ninjago, Blackwood and Wildwood forest, but they already checked every square mile of those and asked everybody in the area, even from where he first disappeared, but as far as a sign went, there was none.
Where was Zane? Was he still alive? Or, as much as Wu didn't want to believe, was he really dead, like the spirit smoke seemed to foretell?
And that war scene? What did it mean? Who were those people fighting the ghosts? What were those four dragons doing there? It was a foreshadowing of war, but between the ghosts and whom? Would Ninjago be involved in any of it-
THUMP!
The sound of something hitting the wood walls of the Bounty followed by a frantic muffled voice made Wu jump.
"Cole!" Came Jay's voice. "Wake up! It's just a dream! Wake up!"
Something obviously wrong, Wu grabbed his staff and got up, quickly making his way to the infirmary, those thoughts still swirling in his head.
(Dream begins)
A cool wind rustled through the branches of the tall, spindly pines. The thin crescent moon shone, but shielded behind a mackerel sky, making the edges of the clouds shine. It cast an eerie light over the entire Blackwood forest.
Along the forest floor, dappled with moonlight, a person came walking. Sounds of snapping twigs and crunching leaves as someone walked along made hidden mice scurry for cover. The noise spooked an owl sitting on a branch, taking off from its perch in a flurry of wingbeats. The person suddenly stopped, as if to be startled.
Another breath of wind blew. The person shivered as the chilled breeze became uncomfortable.
"Man." Cole said quietly, tugging the sleeves of his gi closer to his wrists. He rubbed his hands. "I really should've brought a jacket." He breathed on his fingers and massaged them. "This suit has no insulation…"
He continued walking, peering closely at the ground. One of the patches of moonlight shone on something, catching his eye.
Cole went over to where he had saw the shine. Spattered on the damp earth and dead leaves was a few big drops of liquid metal.
Cole didn't know what it was at first, but there was a sense of worry when he had a thought.
He looked up and observe the surrounding area. Off to his left a few yards was another shining spot. He discovered that was liquid metal as well.
Then he saw more and more of it, seeming to form a trail that wound through the big dark trunks of the ancient trees. He decided to follow it.
The trail of silver liquid rose up a hillside. At the top of the hillside he lost it.
Cole used the hilltop as a vantage point to look for the trail, and saw it continue to the left of him, winding through the trunks. A glint caught his eye.
Cole trotted down the hill, following, the sound of rushing water becoming more and more noticeable as he went.
Soon the trail led him through thinning trees and to a river. The moon glittered off the water as it flowed. But something brighter than the water was shining under the moon. It lay on the riverbank, motionless. From the fifty yards away that Cole was standing, it seemed to be a human body. Made entirely from metal.
Cole's eyes suddenly doubled in size as he came to the realization and started sprinting.
"No…no…" he breathed as he ran.
But as he neared, it was exactly as he feared.
"No! No!"
It was Zane. Half of his faceplate was gone and his chest panel was torn open. His eyes were closed.
Was he dead?
Cole ran up to him and dropped to his knees at Zane's side. Along with the damage, he saw that Zane had multiple stab wounds all over him. All were oozing liquid silver.
Cole wrapped his arms around Zane, almost vomiting as the heavy metallic stench hit his nostrils.
"Zane." He said in a panicked way. "Zane! Oh god, please don't be dead…"
He tilted the nindroid's head towards him and was relieved to find his eyes were open. Dull and barely, but open.
"Oh god Zane," Cole said. "We need to get you back…"
A single, ragged word managed its way past Zane's lips.
"Why…"
"Why? Why what?" Cole asked.
"Why…didn't you…help…" the robot croaked. "I called for you…they dragged me…"
"Oh Zane…" Cole said, his eyes getting wet. He held Zane closer. "I couldn't hear you bud…I didn't see you…I thought you went back-"
Suddenly Cole was cut off by the sound of Zane gagging. Silver flowed from his wounds. He coughed, some silver spatting on the earth ninja's face. Cole saw Zane's eyes flicker.
"Oh nononono…" he said. "Zane, don't leave me…"
"Why…"
"Come on Zane, hang in there! Just don't leave me!" Cole said.
"Hang in there! I'll get you back to the bounty and we'll get you fixed okay? Everything will be okay…" Cole said, try to assure Zane, although he was doing it more to assure himself. "Everything will be okay…"
"I can't…" Zane muttered.
"Yes, yes you can!" A tear broke loose from Cole's eye. "Come on Zane you're stronger than this! Just don't leave…"
"Why…"
"Zane stay with me!" Cole pleaded as Zane's eyes started going dark. He tried covering up the sucking wound on Zane's chest, but the silver flowed past his fingers.
"You…could've helped…me…saved me…" He whispered, eyes turning from dark blue to black.
"I'm sorry!" Cole said, more tears coming. "Oh god Zane just please don't leave!"
Zane's lips formed a wordless "Why".
His eyes flickered for the final time as he went limp in Cole's arms. A thin trail of silver trickled from his mouth.
Cole shook Zane. He refused to believe that he was gone.
"W-wake up Zane…" he said.
No response.
Cole shook him again. "Zane, wake up!" He started to cry.
Nothing.
"Zane! Wake up, wake up, wake up! WAKE UP!" Cole pleaded, but to no avail.
Cole rested his head on his deceased comrade's chest and sobbed.
It was his fault. He should have kept an eye on Zane. He should have been beside him. He should have heard when Zane called for help. If only he had come to find Zane sooner, he would still be alive.
It was Cole's job to be a team leader and keep everyone together. But he failed.
Cole slammed a fist into the ground, causing the earth to tremble.
"W-why…" he choked. "Goddammit why?!"
Suddenly an evil cackle behind him made Cole jump. He whipped around to be face to face with Morro. His face was covered. He was twirling his black sword in his hands.
"Such a shame." Morro sneered, shaking head. "What a pity. He was right, you know."
Cole was horrified, but that was quickly replaced by when he saw the silver dripping from the edge of his sword.
Zane's fresh blood.
Terror turned to a surge of anger.
"YOU KILLED MY BROTHER!" Cole screamed, pulling out his scythe from his back. He ran towards Morro, flames in his eyes.
Morro tsked and snapped his fingers, making the scythe go flying from Cole's hands.
Defenseless, Morro pointed his sword at Cole, advancing.
"I didn't kill your brother." He said. "He didn't die at my hands."
"T-that's a lie!" Cole said, backing up. "You stabbed him! You tore him up!"
Morro chuckled.
"I did. But I didn't kill him. You did."
"No, I didn't!" Cole said.
"That's what you want to believe."
Cole suddenly found himself pressing his back up against a tree.
Morro glowered. "Now tell me…" he said, his voice dropping. "Who lollygagged instead of finding him? Whose arms did he die in? Who's wearing his blood on their face? Who was babbling nonsense when they could have just taken him to the Bounty, hm?"
Cole suddenly found the inability to speak as he dropped his head, tears sliding down his face as he realized Morro was right.
Something cold and sharp touched the underside of Cole's chin. He looked up and saw Morro using his sword to tilt his head up. He wore a devilish grin.
He snapped his fingers again, making Bansha and Spyder appear from behind him.
"Dispose that hunk of scrap metal." He ordered.
"NOOOOOO!" Cole shrieked as the ghosts floated over, grabbed Zane's body and pushed it into the river. The current caught him up and carried him away. Cole sobbed as he watched Zane disappear under the dark surface.
Cole dropped his head and cried harder. Morro smirked.
"See what I mean? I have nothing to do with it. He's dead because of your own negligence, not my doing."
Morro tilted Cole's tear soaked face up again.
"I wanted him to live," he said. "So I could have my fun and watch him and you suffer. He didn't last as long as I thought he would, but oh well, it works anyways."
"Y-you monster…" Cole choked.
Morro smiled evilly. "It's what I do best. Now luckily for you, if losing him really hurts you that bad, you won't be hurting for long."
Cole didn't know what he was talking about, but when he came to the realization, his heart skipped a beat.
Before he could do anything, Bansha and Spyder seized Cole's shoulders and pinned him against the tree. Cole struggled, but it was no use.
Morro laughed as he watched him. He wiped his sword clean on his robes, leaving smudges of Zane's blood on the black fabric. He poised it, ready to strike.
"NO!" Cole screamed.
Morro lunged for Cole's throat.
(Dream End)
"AAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Cole thrashed and screamed, falling off the bed.
Jay grabbed Cole.
"Cole! COLE! WAKE UP! ITS A DREAM!"
Cole suddenly started awake, wildly looking around.
"Morro! No! Get awa…way…" Cole trailed off as he came to, confused to find himself laying on the floor. He groaned and clutched his injured shoulder.
"You okay?" Jay asked, kneeling down and helping Cole sit up. "That was one intense dream you had."
Cole nodded. He thought about what happened. A tear slipped down his cheek.
"Cole?" Jay asked again, seeing it. "Do you want some morphine?"
Cole shook his head, fighting back tears.
Wu and Kai burst into the infirmary, obviously concerned.
"What happened?" Wu asked.
"I thought you were gone!" Kai said to Jay.
"I know, I was." Jay said. "I came back to check on him." He nodded to Cole. "Help me get him back on the bed?"
Kai nodded and helped Jay. He couldn't help but feel guilty as he saw Cole's bandaged arm.
Cole shed a couple more tears. Wu came up to the edge of the bed, resting his hand on Cole's shoulder.
"What's troubling you, Cole?" He asked.
Cole heaved a shaky breath. "I had a dream…"
Wu raised an eyebrow.
"A dream?"
Cole nodded.
"What happened? What did you see?"
Cole wiped a tear away. "I-I was walking in the forest…and I found Zane by the river…h-he was stabbed and tore up…H-he asked why I didn't h-help him…he died in my arms…"
Cole started crying. It took him awhile to regain his composure.
"And then Morro came…told me I had killed him…they threw Zane's body in the river…and then he killed me…"
Wu rubbed Cole's shoulder. Cole rested a hand on his forehead.
"Sensei, what if Zane really is dead?" Cole asked.
The air in the room immediately turned uncomfortable. Sensei sighed.
"I am not sure. The spirit smoke sent me mixed signals. All we can do is hope for the best."
Cole covered his face. "I'll never be able to forgive myself…" He sobbed.
Sensei sighed again. Kai and Jay gave Cole a couple of reassuring pats. But that's all they could really do. There was nothing they could really do at this point. All they could do now was hope for the best.
…
"What do you mean you lost him?!" Morro snapped.
They were in one of the tunnels at the Caves of Despair. Styx had become too obvious and his very small army was forced to relocate. Morro has made himself right at home, currently sitting down on his throne.
"Forgive Ghoultar, Morro," Ghoultar said sheepishly. "But he fell out of our sight when we chased him into the mountains. Two people saved the ice ninja, a girl and a man. She killed Bansha by throwing a water bottle but Ghoultar escaped."
Morro sat up fast.
"There's human life on the Southern tip? A society unknown to the rest of the world?"
Ghoultar nodded.
"Yes, there is. We were attacked by three men and a girl. I could understand them. They speak the same language as we do but…differently."
"Differently?"
"Their voices sound odd. But from what Ghoultar saw, they are surprisingly modern. We weren't able to kill the silver one, but Ghoultar is sure he's dead."
"That's not good enough." Morro growled, slamming his fist down on the throne arm. Ghoultar flinched. "It couldn't have been any more simple. I specifically ordered you to bring him to ME!"
"But he's most likely dead-"
"I refuse to believe he is dead unless I see the body myself!" Morro said. "I want to ensure that piece of scrap metal has been destroyed!"
Morro got up.
"If I want it done right, I'll do it myself!" He grumbled.
"What is your plan?" Ghoultar asked, watching Morro pace the cave.
"First, we summon more of our friends from the Lost Realm to build a bigger army. About fifty thousand strong. Then we head to the frontier and scour every square inch to make sure that ninja is dead. If he's alive, we take him. From there, we will investigate these people you speak of. They killed Bansha, correct?"
"Yes." Ghoultar nodded.
Morro grunted, rubbing his chin. "Hm. This might be tricky then. We'll most likely have to gain their trust before we do anything else. We can't afford armed conflict. Perhaps we can negotiate with them and have them ally with us."
"And then?"
Morro turned to face him.
"And then we go on to conquer all of Ninjago, of course. Any other stupid questions?"
Ghoultar shook his head.
"It sounds like an excellent plan, master." He said. "But Ghoultar finds one problem."
Morro raised an eyebrow.
"And that will be?"
Ghoultar cleared his throat.
"We encountered a dragon while pursuing the ice ninja, as well as an elemental master."
"What?" Morro said. "There's an elemental master in that godforsaken place?"
Ghoultar shook his head.
"What element?"
"Ghoultar did not get a good look, but he seems to be a dark element. The steed he rides is black with a mane of purple fire."
Morro scratched his chin. "Hmmm. Dark fire, it seems. Nothing my army can't handle. That goes for the dragon too."
"But-" Ghoultar began.
"Silence!" Morro yelled. "You dare to doubt my abilities, Ghoultar?"
Ghoultar was quiet.
Morro gave him a glare before turning away, waving a dismissive hand.
Ghoultar picked up his weapon he had put down and left the chamber.
Once he was gone, Morro rubbed his chin.
"Another elemental master, hmm?" He whispered to himself. "And new people. Both can be potential allies with us." He looked up at a map of Ninjago he had on the wall.
He placed his finger on the unmarked area on the map, where borders and boundaries were merely guessed. He traced around it.
He smirked at the thought. How quickly the ninja would be defeated by another master unknown to them. How quickly Ninjago would fall into his hands. How quickly he would have it shaped how he wanted to.
Once he got into the frontier, there would be no stopping him.
Whooo weeeeeeee. What y'all thinking? Constructive criticism is appreciated. I'll be back with another one soon. Until then, RealtreeGal, over and out!