Hello readers, I have a new story! This story is based off of a One-shot by NinjagoninjaKXGIRL called Tale of Two Brothers, I recommend reading her One-shot before you start reading this story because it would make much more sense. But unlike her story, all the characters are human, not snakes, as she says in the author's note at the end of her story.
Check out her account, she is an amazing author!
Cole's POV
Who would have thought I would see my family again.
Well, what was left of it...
Of course I had Lou Hence, my adoptive father.
He was the closest thing I had to family, until I became a ninja and found a place with my team: Kai, Jay, Zane and Lloyd.
But this was about real family.
Flesh and blood family.
My brother and sister.
I had only been young when I had ran away from home.
If you could count a castle, a home.
A castle on Serpent Island, in the heart of the Sea of Peace. A fabled place, shrouded in mystery.
And a bloody past...
My mother, Queen Rosaline and my father, King Arcturus, ruled over the island for many years. Caring for its inhabitants, humans and serpentine alike.
But not just any old serpentine. The God Serpents.
Magnificent creatures, with astounding powers.
Venom that could do impossible feats.
Some with size almost parallel to the Great Devourer.
Though, peace never lasts.
The balance between good and evil is always shifting.
It's like a tower of cards, one problem and the tower comes crashing down. Then you must strive to set the tower right, which may be harder than when you first fixed it.
I've seen how the balance can shift in both ways.
From evil to good, Garmadon having all the darkness taken away, thanks to Lloyd.
And my brother, Devon. From good to evil…
Through a fit of rage, because he was not chosen as heir to the throne of the island, he bit himself, and his unique venom. Venom with the ability to turn the purest of hearts, wicked.
He succumb to the evil that clouded his mind, he killed our mother and went on to attempt to kill me and Thornia, my younger sister.
All to claim the throne for himself...
But I had fought him off. It was a tough battle, during which I had been injured; pinned to a tree with daggers through my shoulders, blood pouring from the deep wounds that ran all the way through the front and out the back.
Once I had broken free of the lacerating objects, I had plunged a dagger into Devon's chest and knocked him off a cliff into freezing waters that thrashed below.
His scream when the blade had entered his chest had never erased from my memory.
Time has progressed, and all that had happened is in the past.
But the past always had a way to catch up to you.
And I could never avoid my past, sometime, someday, all the secrets that I have kept hidden will come flowing out.
Who knows what will happen then…?