I don't own Jay or Ninjago. Please enjoy! This is based off of Requiem - A Short Film About Teen Suicide By: NavajoJoeFilms.

Alive.

But dead on the inside.

She's gone, I tried to save her. But the Overlord's dark matter killed her.

She was in the hospital, coughing up blood. I held her as she died.

Kai walked in. He didn't see it all, and blamed me for her death. He thought I did something to hurt her.

"I hate you, I NEVER want to see you again!" Kai shouted, he grabbed me by my shirt and kicked me out of the room. I stood in the doorway as he held my love crying.

I never meant for this to happen, I love Nya.

All of them left me. I was alone. My best friends; brothers, hate me, and blame me for something I tried to prevent. I was with her in her final moments, nobody else was there.

I grabbed my backpack and a picture.

I walked out of my apartment, leaving it behind. I walked with my head down. People bumped into me cursing, pushing me back.

I walked up to the old apartment, where Cole, Zane, Kai, and Lloyd lived; they kicked me out after Nya's death.

I placed the picture on the ground, I heard their voices I jumped in the bushed and watched them. They walked up to the door; Kai bent down and picked up the picture. The picture of us after the Devourer's defeat.

From behind the branches I could see my shaky hand-writing, Goodbye.

They looked around and went inside. I jumped out of the bushes, and walked to my next destination. The Bridge.

I sat on the ground, I shouldn't be like this, I always laugh, but not anymore.

I unzipped my backpack and dumped out the contents of my bag. A gun.

I never thought it would come to this.

I love you Jay

I smiled; tears ran down my face as I remembered the good times.

Nya, just Nya. Everything we went through, the hugs, the kisses, and the deep conversations.

I picked up the gun, my lips quivered. My hands started shaking. That's when I remembered what brought me to this.

All of them, yelling at me. Blaming me for something I tried to stop, but I couldn't. I placed the gun next to my head, the cold metal sending shivers up my spine.

Sobs escaped my throat as my finger gingerly touched the trigger. I want to be with her, I need to be with her.

"Jay, please don't do it. Find somebody that you love, spend the rest of your life with them." She spoke to me.

"I love you Nya, I want to spend the rest of my life with you." I cried; I gripped the gun, making my hand cramp.

I squeezed my finger, and a loud bang erupted, blackness invaded my vision.

I'm with her again, I'm happy now.

And just like her.

I'm gone.

I know another depressing one-shot; this is kind of my way to let my feelings out sometimes. First, I know that a ninja wouldn't use a gun, but I couldn't really find a suitable way to do the process that Jay went through. And second for those of you who read my other stories (Another World's Dimensions and Without You they are being updated soon, I'm just going through another rough path in my life right now. And I don't have many inspirations but they are almost finished and have to be edited and what not. Love you guys! Review!