AN: This is a random thing I wrote. I was watching episode 77 and I decided to write this. If you haven't seen the new episode, this might spoil somethings.
Lego owns Ninjago
Clouds of condensation steamed her vision as she flew. Keeping low in the sky, the dragon flinched as branches whipped at her underbelly. Dark shapes floated in the air above her, camouflaged in the ebony sky. The only light to guide her came from the full moon, turning the midnight world silver. Stars blinking in and out of existence as patrolling soldiers flew over her. One of them seemed to spot something of interest.
Just as the figure swooped towards her, she dived between the trees, landing silently on the leaf-litter below. Sinking low to the ground, trying to silent her frantic breaths, Tatsuo watched the dragon soldier leave. A small flood of relief caused her to sigh, calming her breathing. But she still had a long way to go.
Lifting her body up from the damp ground, Tatsuo looked up at the dark canopy above. It would be easier to travel in the sky, but also easier to spot. And the female dragon needed to keep a low profile. Her only other option was to travel through the forest, but that ran the risk of getting lost. Make up your mind, you're running out of time!
Dashing off into the woods, Tatsuo wished her scales weren't bright silver, she was to easy to spot. Keeping to the shadows, the dragon headed in the direction she hoped her destination was in. Brief sightings of the moon hurried her pace, reminding her that time was short. Please don't let me be late!
Just thinking about the egg, her egg, alone when it hatched, made her heart race. She'd hidden it away from the other dragons to protect it, she couldn't handle the thought of her child being killed, or worse. But what if a dragon found the egg after it hatched, and killed her hatchling? The silver dragon pushed herself on faster, panicked thoughts lending strength to her limbs.
As she ran, Tatsuo was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't see the figure emerge from the forest. Suddenly wrapped in the strong tail of another dragon, Tatsuo landed on the forest floor with a groan of pain. Panicked, she began struggling out of the grip. But a laugh sounded from her attacker, and the strangle hold around her middle disappeared. Jumping up to face her attacker, Tatsuo was surprised to see that it was Alvis.
"Hey, hey, calm down. I was only playing." Alvis grinned at her overly aggressive reaction to his mock attack. His pale bronze scales looked gold in the soft moonlight streaming from the canopy. Tatsuo managed to calm her breathing, and returned his smile, but without the same passion.
"Sorry, you scared me. What are you doing out here?" Tatsuo asked, trying to sound casual, hoping Alvis would leave. But the bronze dragon just moved closer to her, till his nose was only a few centimetres from hers.
"What are you doing out here?" He teased, smiling at her. Tatsuo felt her impatience rise. Alvis had been crushing on her since they were young, and she didn't return the sentiment. He was a good friend, but someone else had already stolen her heart. Even if I wish they hadn't.
"Just going for a run. And I'd like to continue." She tried to brush him off, moving away from Alvis. Looking slightly hurt, he called after her.
"I was going to tell you later, but General Koya is planning the strategy for the raid on the Oni's south stronghold. You might what to join the meeting." Alvis informed her, sounding slightly jealous. Tatsuo turned to him again, taking in the information.
In her rank as a Captain, she was privy to most attack plans, and even had a say in the decisions. But while most dragons wished for such a role, Tatsuo hated it. Of course, she used to love it, but that was before she met Revon...
"Maybe later." She replied, not interested in planning a pointless attack. They never worked, the Oni were too destructive. And her egg was more important to her. Alvis nodded, then asked.
"Are you okay? You've been distant recently." Alvis walked closer to her, but kept his distance this time. His pale green eyes looked at her with concern.
"I'm fine, just a lot on my mind. You know, the war and stuff." She replied simply, painfully aware of the passing time.
"I know it's more than that." He responded gently, nudging her cheek softly with his muzzle. "You know you can always talk to me, I'll listen."
For a second, Tatsuo was tempted to do just that. To spill all the thoughts she'd had, all the trouble she was in. The fear she'd lived in for months, how tired she was of it all. But that would mean admitting to treason, and she would be killed. Instead, she just smiled at him warmly.
"Thank you, you're a great friend." Tatsuo gently drifted away from him, walking back into the forest. Once she was out of sight, she began running again, not seeing the hurt expression on Alvis' face. Maybe in another life, she would have chosen him as her mate, but Fate was cruel.
Back on course, she began recognising landmarks that marked the route to her egg's hiding place. Her silver scales reflected the moonlight against the nearby trees, creating a mesmerising light show. But she ignored it, only interested in reaching her child in time.
Pushing through some foliage, she stumbled into a small cave. The entrance was screened by thick ivy, letting in only slivers of light. Blinking against the gloom, Tatsuo looked around for her egg. Her breaths came in gasps, and she was forced to lie down for a second. Her adrenaline was fading, leaving her exhausted.
Spotting her egg in the nest she'd made, she crept over. Cracks had already appeared on its dark surface, and more were forming as she watched. Unlike normal dragon eggs, it was a deep raven in colour, and was smaller than most. Watching it hatch, Tatsuo worried what the child would be like. Never in history had a hatchling been born to a dragon and an oni. What if something's wrong with it? What if I came all this way just to see my baby die?
Just remembering the egg's father made her heart ache. She'd know it was wrong, forbidden, but he was so sweet. He understood her like no one else. He may have been a destructive oni, but she fell for him. And she hoped he loved her too. When she discovered she was with egg, they agreed to end the relationship, but she still pined for him. And now she was alone, watching their son hatch.
Frozen, the female dragon watched parts of the egg shell fall away. Was she supposed to help it? Or did it need to be left alone? Unsure, she began to pace in the tight space. Nerves on end, she saw the hatchling emerge.
Shock flooded her brain, as she took in the appearance of her son. He look a bit like an oni, with two legs and two arms. His neck was short, and his face was soft and round. The baby stumbled out of the nest, crawling toward her. Lowering her head, she sniffed her new-born. He didn't smell like a dragon, or an oni. He was completely hairless, except a small tuft on his head. He was a pale colour, and looked completely defenceless.
Confused, but filled with love for her son, Tatsuo lay down next to the baby, wrapping it gently in her tail. The baby gargled softly, then curled up, falling asleep in the warm embrace of his mother. Tatsuo looked at her sweet child as it slept.
"You are a strange little one, but you're my son. And I'll protect you, no matter what." She promised in a whisper, gently licking her hatchling on his soft, scale-less cheek.
Resting her head on the ground, Tatsuo felt calm for the first time in months. Yes, the future was unclear and scary, but right now, she only cared that her son was safe with her. Her only grief was that Revon would never meet his son. Maybe one day, when our son is older...
Feeling at peace, the silver dragon slipped into a calm sleep. Dreams of the future were peaceful, in a world where the war was over, and she was free to love Revon. And her son wasn't a sign of treason, but a sign of hope.
AN: I might continue this, if people like it. We don't know much about the origins of the first spinjitzu master, but I think it could have happened like this. The romance of an oni and a dragon.
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