Six

Six was sitting in his room, sharpening his swords, and relaxing. It was nice to take a few minutes to himself instead of dealing with Rex and Jaymie. He was enjoying the silence. Suddenly, a funny feeling came over him. At first he played it off, assuming it was nothing. But the feeling grew. He stood up, thinking maybe he needed some air, but instead found himself changing. And before he knew it, he was six. Years old. The little ninja had no memories of his adulthood. He looked around the room. This wasn't familiar at all. Six grew scared, that was, until he saw a pair of swords lying on the ground. He walked over and picked one up, feeling a bit safer.

(Note: This does not take place within the regular timeline. It is just a roleplay for fun. Anything that happens here will not affect the regular timeline.)