Zane’s tone grew very serious. “How can we know that Whiskers is not one of them? Obviously we have seen the creatures disguise themselves as innocent stray cats.” Nya’s stroke stopped as she and Jay stared at the nindroid. The Water ninja’s eyes were wide with realization. “You don’t mean. . . All this time, she might be. . .?!” Slowly, cautiously, Zane, Jay, and Nya turned to look at the skinny brown cat sitting on the desk before them, watching them with unblinking eyes. The cat stared back at the ninja, suddenly quite still. There was a long moment of tense silence. Then Whiskers opened her mouth and said with an edge of sarcasm. “Oh, sure. Blame the cat.”
1. Aww Nya misses being a samurai. 2. Sounds fumillier. ( yet somehow I ended wareing one to homeschool prom... Ok so it wasn't that bad, the one I wore felt like pajamas. ) 3. Aw Liana...
1. Yeah. . . 2. (That sounds kinda fun. ) Birds of a feather flock together -- I guess. When we're visiting the States for the summer and going to church and I have to wear a dress, I sometimes wear my dirndl just to make people look at me like I'm crazy. 3. *nod*
2. ( It was in an interesting way. ) So the church you go to in the U.S. is a ( How do I put this) more formal church? * Looks up what a dirndl is* Oh nice.
3. Didn't sensei teach them first aid? ( Actually I think I read that in book, so it's not canon. )
3. (Really? What kind of book was it?)
3. Graphic novel, from Papercutz. ( The same company that did the Phantom ninja one Seliel is in. ) It's called "Mask of the Sensei" The people from Papercutz like putting a lot of their own original ideas into their books, so a lot of it isn't very canon, but it does make the stories very interesting.
No name yet, he ( or she I guess) will get a name when we decide which person in our family will own it. Yeah. Streak still hasn't had them yet though. My dad looked into the box she's been hanging out in and asked how she was doing and Streak shook her head as if to say " No kittens yet. " and then my dad came in and told me my cat knows English because she understood him, and I'm like "I know, she's smart. " because this is by no means the first time she's acted this smart. ( Thanks, me too. )
Makes sense. Oh, that's funny!! Streak sounds like a clever little thing.
She is. You have no idea. Whenever something is wrong ( dog getting stuck in tree, kittens getting to cold in shed, someone forgot to feed cats, etc. ) she'll scratch and meow at the door until someone ( usually me ) does something about it. Plus she kinda knows how to come when called or signaled to. Plus she likes to sit on my shoulder as i've told you. So yeah, very grateful to have her, she's one of a kind. I should probably stop talking about my cat so much.
“AUGH!!” Nya jumped while Jay’s jaw dropped in shock. Zane, on the other hand, wasted no time. “Ice!” A bolt of frozen liquid burst from the nindroid and at the desk, where Whiskers swiftly leapt out of the way and landed on the floor. Her form twisted and shifted, and the ninja watched in shock as the tabby was replaced by a middle-aged woman, wielding a simple-looking stick in one hand. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, kid.” She growled. “Lightning!” Jay shouted as he summoned his energy from his hands. A bolt of crackling power leapt for the woman, but to the shock of everyone in the room, she flicked the stick in her hand at it, and a roar of some foreign power met Jay’s lightning with a loud bang. There was a brief explosion of light, and then they were gone. Nya summoned a ball of swirling liquid and cried out “Water!” as she shot it forward the woman. Again the stranger parried the blow, this time with a stream of fire shooting from her stick. The fire evaporated the water instantly. The woman smirked contemptuously. “You kids have no idea what you’re dealing with, do you?” Zane summoned more ice and flung it at her. As the dark-robed stranger ducked and evaporated the material with more fire-energy, he shouted over the roar. “Where are our friends? What have you done with them??” “I haven’t the foggiest idea, Frosty!” She swung her wand in the direction of Nya, who was just about to shoot more water at her. The liquid froze in the ninja’s hands, and Nya stared down at them in shock. “Your guess is as good as mine.” The stranger finished. “D’oh!” Jay burst out angrily. “Don’t play innocent with us, lady! We know you’re one of them! You were just a cat!” With that more crackling lightning zipped out of the palms of his hands. The woman whipped around and shot another strange energy ball at it, whose color was a little similar to Jay’s lightning. Another explosion followed in midair, lighting up the cavern for a split second.
Whilst Nya frantically tried to shake off the frozen water that was now clinging to her hands, Zane and Jay worked together and shot more ice and lightning at the woman. Their movements were swift and agile, but so was the stranger’s. She stopped every bullet of ice or bolt of lightning from reaching her with her strange stick, waving and shooting multi-colored energy balls to block every attack. Strangely, she never went on the offensive. Everything she did she did only to defend herself; she never tried to shoot the ninja with her own powers — but maybe that was because they were all moving too fast. “Oi!” She shouted impatiently as she evaporated another shot of ice from Zane. “Haven’t you had enough? You’re not getting anywhere, you know.” Nya responded fiercely, shooting the woman a fiery glare. “We’ll have enough once we find out what you and your friends did with Misako, Skylor, Kai, and Lloyd!” The woman rolled her eyes in disdain. “I’m not one of the yokai, sweetie! Sorry to disappoint.” “Yeah, right!” Jay shot more lightning from his fingertips, gritting his teeth angrily. “And I’m a water buffalo!” The stranger again blocked the blow, this time with a lighter-colored energy that made the blue volts freeze in midair. “You just don’t when to quit, do ya?” She scowled. “All you’re doing is exhausting yourselves. There’s no way you can—” Zane shot another bullet of ice at her, this time lower. The ice shot into her legs and crippled her, making her cry out in surprise. She tried to evaporate the ice gripping her legs and keeping her stationed on the floor, but she had to block another volt of lightning from Jay, then a burst of ice from Zane. Suddenly Nya jumped in from behind her and grabbed her arm holding the stick. The woman snarled and swung at Nya, catching her in the jaw with a clenched fist. Jay snarled in fury. Nya shrieked and reeled back, clutching her mouth. He shot a vicious burst of lightning at the stranger, and she was powerless to dodge away from the crackling energy. Her body shuddered and convulsed violently, and she screeched something unintelligible under the sparks covering her. “STOP!”
Cole’s frantic cry made Nya, Jay, and Zane whip around and gape in shock as he raced into the central cavern, bandages only half-on. Liana followed close behind, a dumbfounded expression on her scarred face. “That’s Matilda!!” Cole shouted. He raced to the stranger’s side and shoved Jay away, making the sparks of electricity disappear. “What the heck do you think you’re doing?!” Jay stared at him. “Uh, excuse me, I’m just trying to defend me and the team from this cat-creature before it calls more of its buddies!” He exclaimed indignantly. “There’s a difference between a creature with the natural ability to change forms and a person who’s simply learned the trick on how to do it, you feather-brain.” The woman groaned from her icy prison gripping her feet. She brushed a strand of hair out of her face and smirked at Cole. “How ya doing, kid?” Now that there were no longer jumping about and shooting at each other, Nya got a better look at the woman. She wore odd clothes; nothing like she had ever seen in Ninjago. The stranger wore long, midnight-blue robes over a forest-green dress reaching down to her feet, equipped with a belt holding several pouches and an empty sword’s sheath. She had long, slightly scraggly brown hair, reaching down below her shoulders. Judging by the wrinkles on her face and around her almond-brown eyes, she was probably around forty years old, perhaps older. She was old enough to be Nya’s mother. What was really striking about her, though, was the odd hat she wore upon her head. It was pointed and had a wide brim, an old brown, tattered thing. It made her look very much like a traditional witch. Cole gaped at the woman as Liana came up beside him, looking equally shocked. “Wha—what are you doing here? I—I haven’t seen you here since. . .” His voice trailed off. “A while ago.” She finished.
1. Yeah. . . 2. (That sounds kinda fun. ) Birds of a feather flock together -- I guess. When we're visiting the States for the summer and going to church and I have to wear a dress, I sometimes wear my dirndl just to make people look at me like I'm crazy. 3. *nod*
2. ( It was in an interesting way. ) So the church you go to in the U.S. is a ( How do I put this) more formal church? * Looks up what a dirndl is* Oh nice.
(Interesting ways are usually the best. ) I think so, yes. I think Baptists have a thing for dressing up nicely and properly, so I like to make fun of the tradition every once in a while.
3. Graphic novel, from Papercutz. ( The same company that did the Phantom ninja one Seliel is in. ) It's called "Mask of the Sensei" The people from Papercutz like putting a lot of their own original ideas into their books, so a lot of it isn't very canon, but it does make the stories very interesting.
Ah, that makes sense. I suppose that would be interesting to read, though I don't know if I'd get irritated with all the "original" ideas or not. I keep hearing about how much all these fans ship Seliel, part of me wants to read the comic book just so I know what they're talking about. I looked up the plot-line and images, and I'm still not quite sure why Cole and Seliel are shipped together. Maybe they just made up that ship to give Cole an excuse for not being interested in Nya anymore.
Makes sense. Oh, that's funny!! Streak sounds like a clever little thing.
She is. You have no idea. Whenever something is wrong ( dog getting stuck in tree, kittens getting to cold in shed, someone forgot to feed cats, etc. ) she'll scratch and meow at the door until someone ( usually me ) does something about it. Plus she kinda knows how to come when called or signaled to. Plus she likes to sit on my shoulder as i've told you. So yeah, very grateful to have her, she's one of a kind. I should probably stop talking about my cat so much.
No way! Wow, I stand corrected; Streak sounds like a very clever little thing! (Dog stuck in a tree? That's a funny switcheroo. ) That is so cool -- and so sweet!! No, it's fine. If either one of my dogs were that clever, I'd probably want to go one about them, too.
NFM. . . here's a weird question for you. . . Would you mind if I named a (good guy) character in this story after Streak?
Nya summoned a ball of swirling liquid and cried out “Water!” as she shot it forward the woman. Again the stranger parried the blow, this time with a stream of fire shooting from her stick. The fire evaporated the water instantly. The woman smirked contemptuously. “You kids have no idea what you’re dealing with, do you?” Zane summoned more ice and flung it at her. As the dark-robed stranger ducked and evaporated the material with more fire-energy, he shouted over the roar. “Where are our friends? What have you done with them??” “I haven’t the foggiest idea, Frosty!” She swung her wand in the direction of Nya, who was just about to shoot more water at her. The liquid froze in the ninja’s hands, and Nya stared down at them in shock. “Your guess is as good as mine.” The stranger finished. “D’oh!” Jay burst out angrily. “Don’t play innocent with us, lady! We know you’re one of them! You were just a cat!” With that more crackling lightning zipped out of the palms of his hands. The woman whipped around and shot another strange energy ball at it, whose color was a little similar to Jay’s lightning. Another explosion followed in midair, lighting up the cavern for a split second.
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( yet somehow I ended wareing one to homeschool prom... 
Ok so it wasn't that bad, the one I wore felt like pajamas. 
) So the church you go to in the U.S. is a ( How do I put this) more formal church? ![[uni]](http://storage.proboards.com/6672327/images/mPKcREJAtrpeAXSOgaOH.png)
Oh, that's funny!! Streak sounds like a clever little thing. 
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