Random Ninjago Stuff

Ninjago Confidential: Heavymetal

A/N: Hello welcome to more Heavymetalshipping content bc I love it. Also kind of a teaser to an unfinished au I'm working on: Cyborg Cole.

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"I'm afraid Zane and Pixal will not be able to join you, as the game's coding could interfere with their own," Cyrus stated, "However, it would be possible to restore their data if it did."

"I like my one's and zero's just the way they are, thank you," Pixal stated, and Zane gave her an amused smile.

"It is best if Cole stays here too, as he could be at the same risk, which wouldn't be so easy to recover."

"Yeah... I'd like to keep my brain intact, please," Cole said nervously.

"Can you get us to level thirteen though?" Lloyd asked, and Earth nodded.

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"Ninjago City; my city. I know it like the insides of my own circuits, which is why I know," He heard something rustle in a nearby alleyway, "It has a dark side."

Placing a foot on the side of the roof, he bent his head low, "My best friends are trapped inside an immersive video game called Prime Empire," The coin flipped from his hand, being expertly caught soon after, "Yeah you heard that right, they're being held there by a villain named Unagami. But Unagami isn't his real name, it's as fake as a used car salesman's smile."

Particularly proud of that analogy, he straightened up, walking the length of the roof.

"His true identity is Milton Dyer, the computer programmer who designed Prime Empire. The only hope for getting them out of the digital world rests on finding Dyer in the real world, my world."

Scowling, he flipped the coin again, "I was fishing for leads, but for now I find myself adrift on a sea of dead ends."

As he bent his head down, two sets of footsteps echoed through the mist.

He turned, a large smile on his face, "Then, they walked in."

"There you are Zane," Pixal said plainly.

"She said, shining a ray of light into my dreary world."

"Who are you talking to?" Cole asked, "What's with the voice?"

"And why are you dressed like that?" The Samurai added.

"Since we are engaged in detective work tracking down a missing person, I have downloaded thousands of detective books and movies as research," Zane told them in his normal voice.

Pixal raised an eyebrow, "And that has to do with... hats?"

"According to my analysis, one hundred percent of successful detectives wear trench coats and hats while narrating their thoughts," He explained.

"So you've adopted the same methodology?" Cole finished, and Zane nodded, "Wow, I sounded smart for once."

"You are smart, dear," Pixal said firmly, before turning back to Zane, "It seems improbable that hat choice and overly descriptive monologues are significant factors in an investigative outcome."

Zane sighed, "We've tried everything else to no success, this method has to work."

His partners shared a look, before shrugging to each other.

"Well, okay I guess," Pixal joined him by the edge, observing the streets, "Cole and I do have a new possible avenue of inquiry."

"A lead," Zane stated, his 'detective voice' returning.