Here is the sequel to Ice or Wind. A lot of you seemed to want me to write one so have complied with the demands.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ninjago!
Prologue:
Dear Reader
I'll never forget the day we permanently lost our brother,by my hands. The rest of the team says it isn't my fault,that the overlord had possessed me. And even though deep down I know that they are right,nothing will ever be able to reverse the fact that it was I who took my brother's life as well as Pixal's. I don't know why the others still speak to me,perhaps they pity me,perhaps they see that I feel guilty,perhaps this is the brotherly love that is so often spoken of. They say time heals all wounds but I beg to differ. Morro has taken the place of Zane in sensei's eyes,but in our eyes there is no one good enough to take the place of Zane. Sometimes I wonder if Zane had layers of motive for what he did,I'll never know now. Anger,fear,hope,compassion,they are all one emotion. It has taken me until now to finally realize that. Yet Zane must have figured it out long ago that every existing emotion,or at least the ones we know of,translate into the single emotion we know so little about,love. My love for my brothers always comes out as anger,and my love for my sister is shown through my fear. I'll never understand how it was possible for Zane to show all of the good in each emotion at once and filter them all into unconditional love. But I guess that is just another mystery we will never know about because I took away our only answer,forever. I sit by Zane and Pixal's grave every day wishing it was all a dream. Many times we asked Sensei the same question,even Morro has asked it. Ice or wind? Sensei never gives us an answer and I think Morro feels guilty. Not as guilty as I do though. I was an absolute horrible brother to Zane,some may say that could be a sign of the fact that I didn't love him. How could fire possibly love ice? My answer is simple,my sister is water,which is merely liquid ice,I love my sister more than anything,so why can't I feel the same sort of love for my brother? The last few weeks of Zane's life were the time when our team was most divided,but now with the knowledge that Zane never can come back, we have grown closer. Crazy right? This is the most rationally I have ever thought before but the fact is that grief has become the invisible bond of the team. We grieve together and that holds us together. I am unsure what we will do when we stop grieving,but then again,we could always move on. It's like Zane said once before. Ninja never quit.
Sincerely
Kai,master of fire