...not. Before it hit him, he jumped out of the way. "Playing with weapons can be dangerous, little girl." He chuckled in his strange way again. "Now, shall I show you to your hotel?"
    "Hotel?" asked Cole. Oh, Cole. He was never really the smartest of us...
    Morro nodded. "Come." he held up his hand, and a gray portal appeared. He hopped in it. Shrugging, I followed him. How bad could it be? Right after I jumped in I realized exactly how much of a trap it could be.
    When we all got through we were in... a hotel. Huh. He wasn't lying. He grabbed a sheet of paper. "Let's see. We were expecting you. I made plans... Jay with Nya, Cole with Kai, and Zane with Lloyd. Sensei has his own room." He gave the room partners key cards. I was silently thinking. Why didn't I have a room?! Everyone hurried off except for Lloyd. "Morro, why doesn't Y/N have a room?" Morro grinned. "Oh, sorry." He said in a so-very-NOT-sorry voice. He handed me a key card. Room 489... the ninja's rooms were all on floor 2. I was so tired, I didn't question it. I used the elevator to get to my room, and collapsed on the bed. Then my brain just went boom, and I sat up suddenly. "I'm in the Departed Realm, surrounded by ghosts." I mumbled. "Some enemies of the ninja. My parents probably are here." Then my expression went blank. "I'M IN THE DEPARTED REALM SURROUNDED BY GHOSTS! SOME ARE ENEMIES OF THE NINJA! AND MY PARENTS ARE PROBABLY HERE!" I blinked. Then, the door to my room opened. "Hello?" I asked hesitantly. I looked up. "Morro?"
"Yeah, it's me, you have a problem with that?" he said roughly, intently staring at me.
"Ummmmmm.... slightly. This is my room." He replied to that with a smirk. "I heard you talking... well, more like screaming... about your parents. M/N and D/N?"  (Mother's name and dad's name)
"How did you know!" I exclaimed.
"Oh, believe me, I know. And I can help you find them." I was shocked. Maybe he wasn't such a bad person after all.
"Really?"
"Yes. I just need one thing in return." I sighed. So much for thinking he wasn't such a bad person!
"Money, I suppose?" He grimaced.
"I'm no Soul Archer." Then he paused. "Or, Ronin. Anyway, money doesn't matter to a ghost."
"Then what do you want," I said with slight nervousness. He smiled.
"I want you to be my pet." I simply stopped doing anything.
"Ehh.... well, that's just dandy." That was what I always say when I don't know what to say.
His eyes narrowed, and an evil smirk spread across his face. "You will be very, very useful."