[A/N] Hi everyone. I'm back. I know I just posted the last chapter of my first story, but I started another one and I couldn't help myself. I really love to write, and I really love these characters. Obviously, I'm a big 3 Ninjas fan, among other things.

So this story starts off ONE YEAR LATER where my first story left off. Yes, I would definitely consider it PART 2, so I highly recommend reading the first one. I guess it could stand on its own, but some parts would be confusing. Anyway, say hello to Jet & River again. I heart them to pieces. I hope to think that I've developed their characters a bit more.

Also, this story is VERY Colt-centric. I think his character had the most substance in the movies and therefore, my favorite character to write about. I think it's because the actor was always the same!

DISCLAIMER: I'll only say this once. I do NOT own anything 3 Ninjas. I would hope that being on FF implies that! :)

Chapter 1

Jeffrey 'Colt' Douglas awoke with a start, the alarm clock buzzing annoyingly in his ear. His hand instinctively felt around for the snooze button, but instead he pushed the alarm clock off his nightstand. He opened one eye and looked down on the floor to catch a glimpse of the clock which now lay sideways and brightly blinked six o'clock AM.

Suddenly, a pillow hit him in the back of his head. "Colt, get up," his brother, Samuel 'Rocky' Douglas told him in mid-stroke as he was brushing his teeth.

Colt covered his head and groaned inwardly against his pillow. He laid there for a few moments before the alarm clock buzzed loudly again. The spare nine minutes that the snooze button had given him was now over. Defeated, he sat up and tried to rub the sleep from his eyes.

It was the first day of school. Colt, as usual, wasn't excited. His brothers, however, seemed to think differently, but at least they actually had something to be excited about. Rocky was about to embark on his senior year and Tum Tum was finally going to join his brothers in high school. Colt was indifferent as he sat in the middle as a junior.

Colt walked into the bathroom and gazed at his reflection in the mirror. He groaned once again. His untidy brown hair stuck out in more places than he could count, and his eyes drooped heavily in and out of sleepiness. He dreaded having to fix himself up; it's not like he was trying to impress anybody.

"Boys! Breakfast!" the boys heard their mother, Jessica Douglas, yell from downstairs. As expected, the only one that immediately came running was the youngest, Michael 'Tum Tum' Douglas.

"Thanks Mom," Tum Tum said gratefully, taking a bite out of his toast.

"Tum, where are your brothers?" Mrs. Douglas asked.

Tum Tum merely shrugged in response as he busily ate his breakfast, his mouth already full of bacon and eggs.

"Rocky! Colt!" Mrs. Douglas called out again.

Rocky appeared shortly after, greeting his mother a good morning and swiftly grabbing the last apple. "Thanks mom, but I'm not hungry. I'll just eat this on the way to school," he told her, holding up the red fruit.

Mrs. Douglas sighed and dared not argue at this hour of the morning. It wasn't long before Colt finally emerged, looking solemn and dragging his feet. She looked at her son sympathetically and rubbed a lock of his hair in place. Considering how Colt felt that morning, having only one lock of hair out of place was actually an accomplishment.

"Breakfast dear?" Mrs. Douglas asked her middle son.

"No thanks. I'm not all that hungry," Colt replied dryly.

Rocky and Tum Tum exchanged concerned glances. Colt had been miserable all summer, and now that the first day of school had arrived, they doubted that it was going to get better. In fact, it might get worse, much worse. School would make sure that Colt and his ex-girlfriend would cross paths once again.

Rocky, Colt, and Tum Tum arrived at school almost an hour early as Rocky parked his car in the student parking lot. Colt had his face pressed up against the passenger seat window, a jaded expression on his face, while an excited Tum Tum's sat in the back, eyes darting back and forth as he surveyed his new school.

"Rocky, why do we have to be here so early?" Colt asked annoyed. "I could've gotten more sleep."

"Sorry, you know I don't like to be late. Plus, I gotta show Tum where to get his schedule."

"Ugh. Fine," Colt groaned as he stepped out of the car. School was not where he wanted to be at seven o'clock in the morning. Actually, school was not where he wanted to be at any time of day, but being a ninja couldn't save him from that.

The three brothers proceeded across the grounds and into the school. Despite the early hour, the school was already buzzing with activity. The students on campus did not miss a beat as some were chatting up a storm with their friends and catching up on the latest summer gossip, some showing off their new gear, while others were leaning against the lockers scoping the new students. It was easy to tell the new freshmen from the veteran, more confident seniors.

It didn't take long for Colt to pass through the hallways and find his new locker. Clicking it open, he paused and held it ajar when he noticed a familiar face stuffing her books inside her own locker. His face stiffened.

Casey 'River' Russo was as gorgeous as ever. Her hair was still long, but the layers in her new haircut framed her face perfectly. He then saw her best friend, Mia, greet her from behind and introduce her to a guy he didn't know. River smiled that bright smile while she shook his hand. Colt's eyes narrowed and his stomach, which was still empty, twisted in a knot.

"Colt, are you okay?" the voice of his older brother interrupted his thoughts.

"Fine," he said, slamming his locker shut. "Why do you ask?"

"Because you look angry and your knuckles are turning white," Rocky said pointedly.

Colt looked at his hands. It was only then that he realized that he had been subconsciously clenching his fists. "Oh, it's nothing," he said quickly, releasing his fists to allow blood flow to return.

Rocky raised a skeptical eyebrow. He knew exactly what was going on. "River was over there, wasn't she?"

"Um… no," he lied. Colt cast a fleeting look to where River had been standing, but she was already gone.

His brother rolled his eyes. "Whatever, Colt. You really should stop being stubborn and just talk—"

Colt glared at him. "Shut up, Rocky," he spat. He didn't want to hear it, especially on the first day of school.

Still, Rocky persisted. "You still love her."

Colt said nothing, but his forehead furrowed in deep thought. He hated Rocky for being so sensible and for being right ninety-nine percent of the time. Ironically enough, these were also the reasons why he loved him.

"Look, just talk to her, okay?" Rocky suggested. "Plus, Jet and I are really tired of the drama. Don't forget, he is your best friend, and just because they're related—"

"Okay, I got it," Colt cut off.

Rocky sighed, but didn't press the matter any longer. "Anyway, here's your schedule. We figured you wouldn't pick it up until it was too late," he said, handing him the piece of paper that would dictate the next nine months of his life.

"Thanks, Rock."

"I'll see you later."

Colt nodded as he watched his brother walk away, leaving him standing in the middle of the hallway. He then looked over towards River's vacant locker and let out a sigh. This was going to be one long school year.

A pair of hands tacked a newspaper article on the wall, headlined Vincent Moretti Guilty, Faces Maximum Sentence. The mysterious person reread the headline only to be filled with uncontrollable rage. She clenched her fists in anger.

Keeping the article company was an older article tacked next to it. The stranger reread the headline, Young Ninjas Aid the FBI, and her clenched fists slammed upon it.

"Why…" the woman cried. She shut her eyes, placing her forehead against the wall, and continued to pound her fists against it. "Why did you leave me?"

Removing herself from the wall, the woman exposed several photographs of five young teenagers. She scanned her hand softly across her collection and stopped at one of them. She delicately touched each of their faces, as if studying them and an evil grin emerged across her face.

"We will get our revenge. I promise," she whispered darkly.

[A/N] Hope that was a good beginning! This story is A LOT longer than my first, and I'm very excited to share it! Please R&R, I greatly appreciate you. :)