Enter the Tournament

Chapter 8:

The Factory: 

I sat in my cell for a while before the guards came to get me; they had forced everyone into prison cells and some were later dragged into Chen's noodle factory.
However, one person was set free, only because of Skylor: 

Kai. 

At that point, I'd basically given up on anything that had to do with Kai. Obviously, if nothing that we discussed in that room meant anything to him, I wasn't going to keep trying to write with a broken pencil. 

Sitting against the wall, I thought back to those visions I had of Zane during Kai's first fight. 

More specifically, why I was the one having them. 

I beared little to no importance to the group; I knew that well. Zane and I rarely talked and in the times that we did, it wasn't ever that deep. 

So, why me? 
Unless they weren't sent from Zane himself; even then, whoever was responsible had to have been mistaken. 

Or...I was just seeing things, and it was just a coincidence. 

My bet was on the latter more than the former.

At least now, I'd have a better chance of finding both him and Cole; I wondered if the two were okay and if so, how they were holding up.

My thoughts were interrupted (as per usual) by two of Chen's soldiers grabbing my arms and throwing me inside the factory; I landed on my stomach and turned around to face them with eyes narrowed. 

"Get to work!" one of them ordered. 

They slammed the door shut behind me as I stood up. Dusting myself off, I heard my name. 

"Bree!" someone called, "You're alright!" 

I looked up to see everyone from the tournament: Chamille, Karlof. 

I recognized Jay's voice, and we shared a hug. 

"Glad you're alright, sis." he continued, "Look who's here!" 

I parted from his hold, fixing my gaze on the figures ahead. 

I hugged Cole so hard that I almost pinned him to the ground.

"You're okay!" I exclaimed, only to be shushed by the earth ninja. 

"We're undercover," he explained, "the guards think we escaped and don't know we're here." 

"We?" I repeated, before my gaze found a familiar face. 

Admittedly, I teared up at the sight. 

"You're back!" 

Zane raised a brow, turning his head around.

"My back? What is on my back?" 

We laughed as he returned his head to its place and smiled. 

"I understand now," he added, "my apologies." 

"Wait," I said, facing Cole, "Why did you guys come back?" 

"We're breaking everyone out!" the noiret confidently exclaimed through a whisper. 

"Correction," the robot spoke, "we're building our way out!" 

"They think we're building a noodle machine, but we're actually building a Roto Jet!" the earth ninja informed.

"A Roto Jet? But, aren't we underground?" 

"That's what I've been saying!"

Karlof frowned in our direction. 

"What happen to positive thinking?"