The following morning, Zane, Blake, P.I.X.A.L., Cirrus, Maggie and Dragon were all in the hangar bay, trying to find any information on Milton Dyer before P.I.X.A.L. came up with the idea to look at his file, which they already read through the first time Jay went into Prime Empire, for a more thorough search. "Okay, I got his file up once more, now what?" Blake said.

"I'd say we talk to whoever he was once close to." P.I.X.A.L. replied.

"That would be his parents, Leslie and Andrew Dyer." Zane said.

Blake presses a few buttons to show them the file on the monitor. "Okay, Leslie and Andrew Dyer." Blake said, briefly waving his hand to it.

"They're still alive?" Cirrus asked.

"They were late teens when Leslie gave birth to Dyer."

"Maybe she knows where to find him." Maggie said.

(A/N: Leslie and Andrew are just names I made up for Milton's parents, since they were obviously unnamed and his mother only had minor screen time. The way I see it is that Milton's parents were in their teens when Milton was born)

A few minutes later, Zane, Blake, P.I.X.A.L. and Dragon were walking down a street in Ninjago City while Cirrus and Maggie stayed to try and find any developing leads. "If the records are correct, this is Dyer's childhood home." Zane said. "His parents still live here."

"Let us hope they will be willing to help us." P.I.X.A.L. replied.

"Their son is a dangerous criminal known as Unagami. It is their civic duty to provide whatever assistance they can."

"Yes, but we have to handle it delicately, Zane." Dragon said as they stop in front of an apartment building.

"Don't want to scare them into thinking their son is a fugitive." Blake said, agreeing with him.

"As you wish." Zane replied.

Blake moves towards the door before knocking on it and backs away. The door opened and an elderly woman with a purple blouse and black sweats peeks her head out. "Hello." She said.

"Leslie Dyer?" Blake asked.

She nods. "Can I help you?"

"We're looking for your son, Milton." Dragon said, coming up next to Blake.

Leslie opens the door wider as Blake and Dragon back away. "You know my son?"

"Not exactly." Zane said. "A video game he created a long time ago is causing problems and we need to find him."

"Oh, of course, this is about those silly little games. Here I was, hoping you were his friends. Or even my granddaughter."

"Your granddaughter is doing well, ma'am." Blake said before getting out a photo. "As a matter of fact, when we visited her, she told me to give you this."

Leslie takes the photo and looks at before shedding a few tears of joy. It was a photo of Dorothea, Bob, Willy and Iggy. "Oh, she became a mother."

"So, you don't know where your son is, either?" P.I.X.A.L. asked, referring to the previous topic.

"He won't talk to us." Leslie puts the photo in her back pocket. "Maybe something in here can give you a clue to his whereabouts." She beckons them to come in while moving away from the door and they follow her. They enter an old bedroom, which was not dirty, indicating Leslie kept it clean. There was an animal cage, a nightstand, a shuriken themed rugs, some posters and a shuriken themed bed with a toy car on it. "We just wanted the best for him. Focus on school, prepare for a career. We had no idea video games could be a real career." Blake notices a nearby poster of a man leaning while his feet remained still had an autograph on it, and P.I.X.A.L. notices a photo on the nightstand. "And when it all went bad with that final game?" P.I.X.A.L. shows Zane the photo. It showed two young men at a graduation ceremony. "We haven't seen Milton or Dorothea since."

"Your son was a Jagtek Beschamt fan?" Blake asked, looking at the poster.

"Ah, yes." Leslie turns to the poster. "Milton has been a fan of him since he was a boy. Almost the same as he was. His parents disapproved him singing on stage, thinking he'll get scared, but still supported him. They even wrote that song, Game to Life. Almost invited him to every video game promotion ceremony... up until that fatal car accident."

"Car accident?"

"Jagtek was on his way to his recording studio when some fans dared him into a drag race. He ended up hitting a car coming out of a driveway, hit his head on the wheel and died at the scene. Those fans felt bad for coaxing him into that drag race, just so they would have him write a song about it."

"Who is this with your son?" Zane asked, referring to the photo as P.I.X.A.L. shows it to her.

Leslie turns to the photo to look at it. "One of his friends." She puts a hand to her chin. "What was his name? I can't remember." She turns away, deep in thought. "All I do know is that when Jagtek died and Dorothea was born, he became more focused on his video games and doing the best to support his daughter." She then turned to Dragon. "If you find my son, will you tell him we miss him?" Dragon nods as Leslie turned to the bed and picks up the toy. "Tell him to come home? Tell him to bring his daughter and grandchildren with him?

"Of course." Dragon said.

"Did he build this?" P.I.X.A.L. asked, looking at the toy.

"Yes." Leslie replied. "He was always building models to use in his games."

"Thank you for your time, Mrs Dyer." They soon left the room as Leslie looked at the toy.

(A/N: Jagtek Beschamt was part of a concept when I was writing Prime Empire, wrote some songs that could be I feel like solo artist types, and be used in the story, but scrapped it, yet kept the name and songs regardless, which I will upload on my deviantART page: TEK1996)