Hola people of the night. It's like 12 right now and I probably should get some sleep, but since its summer I have totes stuff to do and this is the only free time I have. I've been meaning to post this for a while, so I hope you enjoy. ~Kitty(Disclaimer I do not own Ninjago and never will)
Chapter one- The arrogant boy
I watched as a single rain drop fell onto the gravel in front of me. It was soon followed by others, and in a matter of seconds it was pouring. I wrapped my jacket around me tighter held my head down low in order to keep the rain out of my eyes. Over the horizon, I can see the faint outline of my Victorian home. I am careful not to trip over or step on any headstones as I rush forward. When I reach the door I set my bags down and reach for the key that I always wear around my neck. With a single click from the lock the door is open. "Mother, I'm home!" I call, entering the unheated living room. When she does not respond panic starts to set in. Without a candle lit, the ordinary person would not be able to see their way through the maze like home. For me it is only taking the same familiar steps I have been taking all my life. As I reach her door I can hear her rugged breath, and I immediately know that she is close to death. Calming myself I gently open the door causing the minimum amout of creeking. Her sickly form lies on the bed with the covers pulled over her. Her long grey hair is wildly spread across the pillow and her once blue eyes are now grey. I kneel by her bed side and say a prayer in her behalf. I have seen death many times, and have grown use to the sent that now fills the air.
"Stand my child." She says in a hoarse voice. Obeying i look down on her petie form. She gives a smile, the wrinkles on her face shifting ever so slightly. "You have grown so much my little Anastasia. You look so much like your father." At these words I subconsciously touch the dark brown hair that I had inherited from him. I was always told I looked exactly like him in every way but my eyes, which I had gotten from mother. "My time on this earth is coming to an end. Before I go there is one thing that I need to tell you. Evil is rising, and Lord Garmadon will return. You have been sent by Sensei Wu to train with four others, including your childhood freinds, until that time comes. Can I trust you to carry out that task as my last wish?" She pleads. I am unable to form the words she is looking for, so instead I nod forcing a tear back. She gives a laugh that turns into a cough. "Goodbye my child. I would say we will meet again when your time comes, but your destiny forbids it." This shocks me. Is she saying I will have a premature death? "I will always love you." She shuts her eyes. It takes a moment more before I feel her presence leave the room as her aura fades. I kiss her forehead and let her rest one last time before I bury her. As for now I pack my things for my trip to the monastery. The next day is short lived as I hold a silent funeral for her then head off. The trip is long and hard. Even with my years of training in the village I was not able to make it up the mountain in one night. As I set up camp as a familiar figure in white approaches me.
"You have grown Anna." He says. I immediately recognize him Sensei Wu. I stand up to bow, but he motions me down. "Now is not the time for formality's, only for rest." He says pulling out a tea pot and two cups from his sleeves. "Would you care for some tea?" I nod as he pours the two cups. "I am sorry for the loss of your mother, but I am sure you will feel at home in the monastery with my other students."
"How do your other students behave?" I ask careful choosing my words. He smiles, finishing his tea before answering.
"At the moment I have three students. The leader of them being Cole. He has a strong manner about him, and will test you before fully accepting you. Around his friends he is open and kind, but will always be serous when the time calls for it. The second of the group is Jay. He is not one to accept people easily, and will probably think you are too weak as a girl to let you join; however, he is a bit of a jokester and will go to great lengths to make his friends laugh. He tends to babble a lot and not all of his jokes are funny, intead of always looking on the bright side he is very pessimistic and panics easily. The last, and most mysterious, one is Zane. He is very silent, tending to meditate more than socializing. He is a very kind person and will be the first to welcome you in. Around others he is said to be plain with no sense of humor. Others label him as 'weird', but I feel that he has yet to find him place in this world." He concludes. I was listening intently through all of it and I am now eager to meet this group. Something seemed to be missing though.
"I thought there were four students and what about the others?" The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them. I felt my face heat up at the mistake. I was taught to think before acting. There was an uncomfortable moment of silence for a few seconds, which felt like life times in my case, before he spoke again.
"Do not feel embarrassed young Anna. Everyone is curious; you should not feel afraid to speak your mind." I hang my head in shame at his words. "As for the fourth student, that was the reason I was heading down the mountain. I sensed your arrival, so I headed out late. If he is anything like his father he will grow into a great man. As for now I do not know his personally. The other two will join us, but not for a long time. Now we should get some sleep. In the morning I will be gone, and the monastery will be empty. My other students are currently doing erring's for the next few weeks and won't return until he is done with his training." He finished. Bidding each other goodnight I head back into my tent. The next morning I get a note saying that he will meet me at the monastery tomorrow. By high noon I find myself in front of the massive red building. I do not need to explore, because I have been here before. I open the doors and push the button for the first time in years. The training course comes up and I smirk. This was not the first time I had trained here.
(Flashback 10 years ago)
"Where are we going mommy?" A little six year old girl asks. The woman, who was carrying her on her back up the never ending steps didn't reply, instead focused on the task at hand. The little girl, me, knew that when my mother was silent something important was happening. In a matter of minutes we were faced by a giant red building. "What is this place?" I ask innocently.
"This is a monastery. The place you will train for the next month. You would be coming when you are a lot older, but fate forbids that." She says. I know not to question her instead watching as the giant red doors open reveling a man as old as time it.
"It's nice to see you Margret." He says addressing my mother.
"It is always a pleasure Wu." She reply's bowing low. I follow her lead and the old man's sights are on me.
"I see you have brought Anastasia with you. This must mean only one thing." He says in a grim voice.
"Not in front of her. Now you know why we have come here, the question is, will you train her?"
"I will try. Come Anna, we have much to learn." He says. I am reluctant to leave my mother, but this man has a friendly aura around him. If my mother trust him then so should I. I can hear her footsteps as she makes her way back down. I watch her fleeting form until the doors shut close. "You have much to learn in one month young one, so we must begin as soon as possible." With those words I feel the ground shake beneath my feet. I'm thrown back landing onto my butt. It hurts but I was taught never to cry at the smaller things. "You know how to shun pain that is a good start." And with that my training began. In exactly a month me and two other girls, that I had come to see as my friends, had completed our training.
(End of flashback)
While spinning and twirling my way through the obstacles once more with my fans in hand I felt at peace. Before I knew it I had finished the training course. Smiling I headed inside to find an open room. Looking around I found my old room. Nothing had changed since I was last here, but now there was a thick layer of dust everywhere. When I threw my suitcase on the bed I coughed at the dust cloud. "This place could really use cleaning." I say to myself. After a bit more wandering around I find the supply closet and get to work.
~Spirit~
I wake up to the sound of the gates opening. Hopping out of bed I rush to the window to see Sensei with the new student. I don't get a good look at him as I rush to get dressed. As I'm finishing up I can hear the training equipment shoot out. "Whoa. Is this going to teach me how to do that cool move?" I hear the boys voice say from outside. I open the door to see him balanced on one foot on one of the poles.
"Oh dear." Me and Sensei say in unison.
"Waaaaah!" He screams as it launches him up and into the gold dragon atop the middle stand. "Gah! Umph!" He says landing on the ground in front of my feet. I look down on him with pity and offer my hand. He refuses and stands up on his own.
"Complete the training course before I finish my tea, then we will see if you are ready." Sensei says from behind me. I turn around to see him pouring himself a cup. There is a moment of silence while he drinks.
"Today you failed." He says finishing then doing a backflip inside. "tomorrow you will try again."
"Failed!" The boy yells in outrage "but I didn't even start to-" He is cut off by the doors closing.
"Patience." Sensei says from inside. I then turn to the boy to get a better look at him. He has wild spikey brown hair, and eyes to match. His clothes tell that he works in a blacksmith. Right now his aura shows anger and frustration.
"Who are you!" He ask in a demanding voice. I'm caught off guard, then I decide to pull a Sensei on him.
"Anger and demand will not get you the answers you seek. You will learn who I am when you are ready." I say trying to be as much like Sensei as I can. He stares at me crazy as I head inside. Let the training begin. I think smirking.
(The next day)
I'm sitting next to Sensei enjoying a cup of tea as I watch the new boy try out the course. Sadly he doesn't get past the dummies. "Fail." Sensei says calmly.
(Next)
He sort of spins his way past the first two obstacles, but gets beat when it comes to the spinning staffs. "Fail."
(Next)
Beaten on the poles. "Fail."
(Sigh. Next)
Spikey ball to the wall. "Oh, so fail." I giggle at this one.
(Next)
This time he has a look of determination. I start to think he might win it. He manages to get past most of the obstacles, but is beaten by the rotating punching bags. I grimace as he is thrown against the rails. "And," Sensei says putting his cup down," fail."
(Last one?)
This time he comes out before us looking confident. As Sensei grabs his napkin he is off nimbly flipping through the first obstacles. By the time Sensei is pouring his tea the boy is already half way through. As the boy speeds up so does Sensei. Keeping an eye on him Sensei puts in three cubes of sugar. Right before Sensei takes a sip the boy throws his sword knocking the cup out of his hands. By now I am cheering him on, remembering my own training in the process. By the time Sensei has another cup the boy is nowhere to be seen. "Is that one sugar? Or two?" The boy says from right beside us. I smile at his triumph.
"Heh." Sensei says putting his tea down.
"So, am I going to learn this spinjitzu I've been hearing so much about?" The boy ask, and I burst out laughing.
"You already have." Sensei says calmly as I regain myself. "Your final test comes tomorrow." Wait. Final test. I don't know anything about that.
"Huh?" Me and the boy say in unison.
"My advice, is to get some sleep." The boy turns to me.
"Did you know anything about this?" He ask. I shrug.
"No idea." I say honestly. I'm about to make my way inside when I remember something. "Oh, by the way its Anna." I say closing the door.
"Kai." I hear him reply before I walk off to my room.
~Spirit~
I'm lying on my bed reading a book and listing to Kai go on about something. Then I hear a thunk from in front of me. Looking up I see a figure dressed in black with two shrunken. Smiling, I close my book and get out my fans. This could be fun.
End for this chapter. After some minior changes i feel better about this. I'm am no longer accepting OC's. ~Kitty
