Hey guys! I'm just sitting in the hospital and felt like writing this. The Overlord won and Lloyd is the last of the ninja that are alive. Beware suicide warning!
Why me…
After all the fighting, the training, and nothing to show for it.
Except for…
Everybody.
Every single one of them dead. Each death different from the rest and I just happened to watch.
My uncle was old age.
Kai died from sword to the heart.
Jay, poor Jay. He watched his own fiancé get raped, and then he got a blow to the back of the head.
Cole died when the Overlord be-headed him.
Zane got strapped to some C-4 and got blown up.
And Nya was probably the most brutal. Raped, beaten, and left for starvation.
I don't know what happened to the rest of them. My mother. Dr. Julien. Darreth.
It just all happened so fast, I counted the marks on my cell where I have been since we lost. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Only six days since we should have won. But we didn't. How did we lose? I did everything the ninja taught me.
The Overlord tricked me, brainwashed me, making me back down. Once I realized what was going on I tried to stop, but I couldn't not until I was locked away.
Crappy meals, shitty beds, but not the life I wanted to live. I wanted to win, to save Ninjago. To save my friends.
Bones. That's what was left of me, my hair hung in my face, greasy. My skin was scarred and bruised; my wounds hadn't been able to heal since I was thrown in here.
He said I deserved this, for being The Next Spinjitzu Master. I never wanted this, but life opted a different destiny for me.
Was this what my life is going to be? To rot away in a cell, until I slowly deteriorate?
Ninja never quit! Kai's voice echoed through my mind.
Tears ran down my cheeks in depression. I have to quit, ninja never admit defeat, but sitting here is a sign that HE won. He will never win. I'll show him.
Lloyd, don't do it, you're stronger than this. Cole's voice whispered to me.
You're the Green Ninja! Don't quit. Jay encouraged me.
It would be unwise to do this. Zane spoke wisely
Lloyd, don't hurt yourself. Nya's motherly voice nurtured me.
My nephew, whatever you do, never regret your decision. My uncle whispered.
I want to do this, to be with my friends, with my family. To feel safe for once, but the pain. What if I can do something for the remaining citizens of the city? Then I remembered their dead too. For the ones that aren't dead were slaves.
I hopped to the sink that I had and slammed my fist into the glass. It broke making my fist bleed. I heard distant footsteps, their coming to stop me.
I picked up a long shard of glass, my hands shaking, and my palm sweaty, I thrusted the shard into my chest.
Blood trickled from my mouth as I fell to the ground, in agonizing pain. The footsteps became louder, my vision started to blur.
"Good to have you back Lloyd. But why'd you do it?" Kai. I looked up to see him, and everybody else. They smiled sadly.
"I did it for you." I gasped as I took my final breath.
At last after the last six painful days, I was with my family again. Forever.
Fin.
I don't know what brought me to write this, I guess for my own experiences of losing friends and family, I got the urge to write this sad little one-shot. Hope you all enjoyed and please review!