All was quiet, all was repaired, all of Ninjago had nothing to worry about. Yet down inside the mind of Zane kept running ragged. Ever since that day he returned to him.
"Mr. Borg, I must tell you what happened to Pixal."
"What is it? Where is she?"
He took out her processor and gave it to him.
"This is all that's left of her. Since she was your creation, it's only respectful to return what's remaining of her."
He handed him the processor and left the tower.
As much as he loved having Pixal as his lifelong companion, he could always tell she wanted to walk and have her own physical body again. She was always so kind to him, yet in this form she always seemed sad, too. He noticed every day, she was slowly becoming sadder. He couldn't take seeing her like that anymore. He didn't want to see who Pixal would become if he kept her like that. So he avoided the problem and left entirely.
"He doesn't talk as much anymore"
"He's sad"
"He's depressed"
He ached
"What can we do?"
He didn't want to see anyone who knew him. He didn't want to let them see him mourning. He left the thing that caused him sadness, yet it never seemed to leave. Only grow. At this point he realized he had nothing left of her. He began thinking there was nothing left for him at all.
"Zane, Cyrus Borg would like your audience tomorrow"
There was no avoiding this
"Zane, come in, there is someone who would love to meet you." Cyrus said as Zane walked in.
He lifted his head off the ground. It was who he saw standing next to Cyrus Borg. For once, his eyes lit up again. A shock of awe came over him. He ran towards them, not wanting this to be an illusion.
"I just simply built a new body, and put the processor in, no need to thank me." Cyrus said
I held her hands, not wanting this to be a dream. He looked into her eyes, he saw that this was real. He could be happy once more
"Pixal…" he said looking at her.
"Hello, Zane. I see we are still compatible." She said with her old cheerful self once more.