ALOOOOOOOO RANDOM PEOPLE WHO DECIDED TO READ THIS STORY!
This story is Long and Lost Memories of the Past, LALMOTP for short. This one is about Wu and Mystake!
I screwed up the timeline for this, so bear with me!
"Wu, go get me some Sereni-tea from the tea shop over there." My father instructed, his eyes never leaving the parchment.
He was writing some clue. One symbol was a tornado, the other one was a sword, and the last one was a skull.
"Yes, father." I bowed my head and hustled into the small tea shop.
A strong aroma of tea filled my nose the second I walked through the glass door. The tea shop was tiny but very successful. We were only in the city for a few days, so I needed to do this now.
"Welcome to High Tea the best teashop in Ninjago, how can I help you?" A loud voice said in a bored tone.
"I'm here to retrieve some, erm, Sereni-tea for my father," I replied quietly,
"Sereni-tea? Never heard of it!" The shop keeper, who looked about my age, eighteen, shouted and crossed her arms.
The shopkeeper had pitch black eyes, dark lips, pale skin, and raven hair that pulled in a tight bun. She was definitely Japanese. She wore simple white robes and a traditional woven hat similar to my father's. Just from the look of her, I could tell that she was as stubborn as a mule, but once you got to know her, she was as kind as an angel.
"Even with these?" I scattered at least a thousand yens worth of coins on the bamboo counter, and her black eyes widened.
"Are these real?!" The woman uncrossed her arms and inspected the coins.
"As real as Sereni-tea," I answered.
She narrowed her eyes. "I'll be right back." The shop keeper muttered quietly. "DONT TOUCH ANYTHING!"
I nodded, scared of what would happen if I did. The creepy shop keeper disappeared into the back room, and I inspected the tea shop. The chairs and tables are made of pure bamboo, and the walls were painted a neutral tan color. The two shelves on behind the counter were stocked with various teas and teapots of all kinds. Herbal tea, black tea, white tea- time tea? A multi-colored beaded curtain split the two shelves. Beyond the curtain was the back room stuffed with even more drinks. Also in the back room was a low table with three blue cushions centered perfectly around it. A blue teapot with white marking and six matching teacups decorated the bamboo table. What a great tea set!
A painting in the back of the room caught my attention. A jagged, black figure filled one half of the parchment while a golden dragon decorated the other. A green tree was centered between the two different sides as a symbol of peace.
"Here you are." The shopkeeper snapped me out of my trance.
I nodded and took the small jar of golden leaves. The Sereni-tea leaves were delicate and smooth. According to my father, the First Spinjitzu Master, the leaves melted into liquid once they touched the boiling water.
"Do you need anything else?" She asked.
"What does that painting represent?" I pointed to the painting in the back room.
"Ah, the tale of the Oni and the Dragon." She sighed, a dreamy look in her eyes.
"Do tell."
"Once, long long ago. There was a realm of the Oni and the Dragon."
"One of the sixteen realms?"
"HUSH!" The woman hissed. "No, the first realm. The Oni destroyed, and the Dragon created. The two sides were always at war for eons until a child was born of both sides. The two enemies fought over which side the child should choose, but the child instead chose to run away and create a new realm. A realm called-"
"Ninjago." I interrupted. "My father created this realm, so that means that he's Oni and Dragon, and I'm part Oni and Dragon?"
"You are correct, my dear friend." She nodded her head slightly and ran her pale hands through her tight black hair. "The Oni left the realm in the hope they could find the child and persuade him to their side, but they never succeeded."
"Are the Oni still here?"
"I don't think so," There was a slight troublesome sparkle in her eyes. "No matter! You have a brother, don't you."
"Yes, my brother Garmadon. He was bitten by the Great Devourer a few years ago, and now he has evil coursing through his veins. I'm scared that he will never be the same." I admitted.
"He's Oni. You're Dragon. Though you both have DNA from each side in your blood, he inherited the traits of Oni; destruction, power, hate. You inherited traits from the Dragon; helpful, creative, kind." The sparkle in her black eyes disappeared and turned solemn.
"What does the tree mean?" I pointed to the green tree in the center of the painting.
"The tree represents the temporary peace when he comes, and the color green represents how a prophesized Green Ninja will defeat the Dark Lord in a battle and restore the balance and most likely save Ninjago." The woman described like she had described it to millions of people before.
"Is my brother the Dark Lord?" I asked.
"Possibly," The shopkeeper shrugged sheepishly.
"He just left the monastery, to go train under a man named Chen," I informed the woman.
"Then it is quite possible."
"Who's the Green Ninja?"
"An Elemental Master." She answered.
"What Element will he control?" I asked yet another question.
"I don't know." The woman shrugged. "Energy, maybe? Do you need anything else?"
I thought for a second. This woman intrigued me, and I wanted to learn more about her. Something about her I felt connected to like she was some long lost friend I had met before. Her stories were somehow vivid and mysterious at the same time. She was so unique."I don't think I caught your name."
"It's Mystake, Mystake Mikel'Oni, and you?" She smiled brightly
"I'm Wu." I returned a bright smile.
"Do you need anything else." Mystake echoed her previous statement.
I looked around the store, and my eyes settled on the beautiful tea set in the back room. "How much for that teapot and teacups back there?"
"It depends," She smiled slyly, and the mischevious twinkle in her eyes returned, "How much do you have?"
Well, there you have it, folks — my first LALOTP. I am accepting suggestions for this and will try to write as many as I can.
See you in the next chapter!
-SheaAndDove