Hey guys it's my first ever story! Leave feedback to help me out. This new story is mostly about Kai cause I'm a major Kai fan. Also Jay is good because I wanted him to actually be in this story. Enjoy!

Sora's pov

The stupid piece of training equipment was no match for me. The stupid winner of the tournament. The stupid tournament that made my best friend turn against me. The top of the equipment broke off. Stupid flimsy thing. My fists fly, not caring if they hit anything, as long as they are swinging I don't have to think. Screaming I turn around, throwing a punch at what I thought was another training thing.

"This is an interesting way to train," Kai says, catching my fist before it can connect with his face, "you know most people actually try to hit something. I mean, I guess you could do it this way, but I don't know how effective it is."

Sighing I pull my hand out of his, and fall onto my butt. "Yeah I know." I don't offer anymore information. No one can help me anyway. No one understands the betrayal I feel. Everyone has been telling me that they're there for me. Nya telling me that talking will help me, Cole saying that he knows how I feel (he doesn't), even Zane showing me the statistics of people coping with large emotions in psychology or whatever. But no one really understands.

I expect Kai to do the same, but he doesn't. Instead he puts his hand out and says, "come on, let's do some real training."

I look at him incredulously. Is he serious? Can't he tell that I don't care about training right now? Besides, I had never trained with Kai before, I always train with Lloyd or Nya or… others. Never Kai.

Kai must see the look on my face. "Come on, you won the tournament right? Well, I didn't get to see you fight at all. Show me what made you win. Don't be scared to hit me as hard as you can."

The way he said it made it seem like it is. Just a tournament. He knows about Arin. About his betrayal. So why is he bringing it up? Wait. I don't think he means anything about Arin. He's not even trying to get me to think about him. Not trying to make me talk about my feelings. Not making me do something I don't want to do, and he can tell that I don't want to talk about it, but just giving me a reason to fight with him. To prove myself to him since he didn't get to see me. So I attack.

I was hoping to catch him off guard, but he sees through my tactic, blocking the kick I sent towards him and immediately kicking me back. I fight not to fall over as I slide backwards. I start running back towards him, going at him with my fists. He blocks punch after punch, sometimes giving me advice and sometimes just concentrating. The feelings that have been building since the battle are suddenly feeding my every move. I get more sloppy. Kai, seeing this, kicks me hard in my abdomen, making me fall to the ground. I sit there in defeat.

"Get up," he tells me. I don't. I just got beat. I was supposed to be the best elemental master ever because I won the tournament, but I can't even get Kai breathing hard. He sighs and sits down next to me.

"Don't beat yourself up kid," he says quietly, "You're distracting yourself from your goal. When you're a ninja you can't always let your emotions fuel you. Sometimes it's a good thing, when you need that bit of extra energy to get through a fight. But when you let the emotions take over, they control you. It makes you radical and not stable. You lose because you're not thinking, you are just acting. Believe me, I learned that the hard way.

"So what do I do? How do I get rid of the anger?" I whisper, my voice shaking. He's right. My anger was controlling me. I didn't know what I was doing anymore, just moving in a haze.

"You can't just get rid of anger. You come to peace with it." He says, staring off like he was lost in time. "When you fight, let the emotions melt off you. Focus only on fighting, like every fight is your last one. When you're not fighting, come to terms with them yourself. Let yourself break down, alone. You need to get the feelings out. Don't do it to other people, because in your anger, you might say something you'll regret. I recommend keeping a journal to get all your thoughts out."

It took me a moment to realize what he was saying. "Do you have a journal?" I ask. Kai pauses for a moment before responding.

"Not anymore."

Lloyd's pov

Through the window I see Kai training with Sora. Sora not doing to well, taking wild punches and going at it with anger while Kai calmly deflected her onto the ground. They talked about something before going at it again, Sora calmer and doing much better. After years of training with Kai, I could tell he was going easy on her. She was still having troubles though, but looked better than she has since the tournament. So Kai said something that helped her out. Good.

You should be the one out there comforting her, but it's him instead. You are such a worthless leader.

"Shut up." I tell the little voice in my head.

You know I'm right.

"Shut up!" I yell. I put my head against the cool of the window, fighting to not have my power come out and blow the wall apart.

"Lloyd?" I turn around at the new voice. Nya. "I heard you yell shut up and I thought that maybe you were yelling at Jay or something." I didn't realize that I said that out loud. Great, now my thoughts are coming out everywhere.

"Are you okay?" Nya asks when don't respond. I sigh. I know I should tell her about my doubts. I've always thought that I was a terrible leader, and that was before I lost a student. I couldn't even teach him the right spinjitzu part. He went to Raz.

I'm about to tell Nya about my worries when the blinding headache comes on. A vision. I slide to the floor as images start pelting me ferociously.

The images are bright. Huge in my mind and seem so real. I guess they are real, or are about to be and that scares me out of my mind. The images stop and I met out a breath.

"Lloyd?" Nya asks, worried. I take a moment to catch my breath and still my heart. This vision…it's worse than the past visions. I almost go unconscious when I see the source dragon forming outside.

"We're in trouble."