A crossroads; A critical decision or turning point in one's life [M/n] has finally returned to Ninjago City, only for a clue of his brothers mysterious rebuilding and subsequent capture to be revealed by Master Chen, an old enemy still seeking to rule over Ninjago. Stuck in a tournament hosted by the cunning man and his right hand sorceror, the ninja are left wrong footed and alone while they try to find a way to stop Chen.

The sun is their power, yet the power of the sun is used for nothing but evil... It only brings pain, suffering and confusion. (y/n) can't get behind any of it. (y/n) can't stand the Fire Nation. The exiled Prince Zuko's self proclaimed most loyal follower, (y/n), follows the prince on his seemingly pointless quest to find the Avatar, mostly out of worry for the other. Though Zuko seems to be doing fine with Iroh's guidance, (y/n) keeps him company as someone of the same age. But when their ship suddenly comes across the sight of a giant flow of light escaping from and iceberg in the middle of the icy sea, (y/n) gets a change of plans. He's loyal, to his friend and family, and also to his morals... but now he's finally at a crossroad.

[Damian Wayne x Male OC] Vincent was different than the other kids. And no, that wasn't a 'pick-me' mentality; he was the scientific, literary, and political OPPOSITE of his peers. He knew, his family knew it, the school knew it, and all of Gotham did when they saw the family title hitched to his first name. Outside of it all, he was a proud heir with mixed heritage and enough nerve and steel to set anyone on edge, from his classmates to the business partners his family met. There was something about Vincent that set off the human's natural survival instinct. Some people thought it was just his family's background or the quirkiness of a rich kid, but those closer to him, allies and enemies alike, knew the truth. Some said it was his elastic personality, snapping from stony to chipper in a second. However, the most commonly expressed opinion was about the eyes. Even with the boy's innate ability to mask everything about himself, he could never get the eyes right. Two intense amber irises that hid something darker. Always calculating with a frosty sheen despite the fiery shade. The sight of the boy was always unsettling. To Vincent, it was as hilarious. Yet achingly dull. That is, until Gotham Academy received a new student.