Hey its NinjaMelissa! Sorry I haven't been updating Future Gen but I've been working on other stories like this one. If you've seen The Corpse Bride by Tim Burton, you'll notice similarities between them. This won't be an exact story but I tried to make it close-ish. Mel is Emily, zane is victor and pixal is Victoria. Xavier will be in here as well.

I don't own ninjago or the corpse bride

"I'll be back soon," he said, "Just wait here until I return. I promise when I return, your life will chance forever." Mel obeyed and waited for her fiancé to return while her child waited to be born, the sun set and darkness crept into the forest where she waited. Hours passed and he never returned, she grew colder but she never gave up hope. "He's coming back," Mel spoke aloud, hoping that his promise would last. She sat through the rain, her wedding dress soaked with rain and mud, leaves and sticks stuck in the lace.

On the second day of waiting, she was pacing around the clearing when she tripped on an upturned root and sprained her ankle As well as cutting a deep gash into her cheek. "Great," she mumbled, limping back to her tree stump. On the third day of waiting, her contractions started. Mel panicked and tried to stand, but from waiting, malnutrition and her sprained ankle, she fell back down and couldn't move. "Oh dear! Oh dear!" she panicked, looking around desperately, "I can't give birth out here! I'm supposed to have a midwife to help, not be all alone! This isn't how it's supposed to happen! I'm too far away from the village to call for help!" But she called out anyway, trying to stand but her legs kept giving out. "Oh, why hasn't he returned?!" Mel cried, "It doesn't take three days to find two rings!"

Several hours of calling did her no good, eventually she went into labor all by herself. Her screams of agony echoed through the trees, yet no one heard and came to her aid. Her white wedding dress, now soaked in mud and blood, was stained red from her child's birth. Using a sharpened rock, she cut the cord and used her remaining water supply to clean her son. "My..baby boy," she said, exhausted, "I love you..so much..but I'm sorry..you had to come..into the world..like this." Tearing off a large chunk of her gown, she used it to swaddle him and keep him warm. "I will name you..Xavier," Mel said, holding him close to her body for warmth, "Hopefully you'll get..to meet your father..when he returns."

Over time, she lost her warmth and energy, no matter how much she hoped and held him close to her, but her missing fiancé never returned. "He'll come back," she said to him, becoming extremely delirious from exhaustion, "He promised." Her son just slept and fed, she started shaking while trying to keep her son strong. It rained one night, snowed the next, she sheltered her child from the elements in her arms. She got severe frostbite on her arm and leg as her body turned a light shade of blue. Then on her last night, over six days of waiting, she finally lost hope that he would never come. "He gave up on me," she said sadly, shaking from the cold, "He never came."

Using all of her remaining strength, she tried standing but only managed to collapse onto the ground in front of them. "I was a fool," she said, weeping, "How could I believe that he would come back for me! I should've left when I could walk!" As she wept, a man snuck up behind her, grabbed her and stabbed her in her heart, the knife went through her and pierced her son's heart.

She screamed in agony as the darkness consumed them, Mel and her son died at the same moment. Their lifeless bodies laid bleeding on the ground, their murderer made sure she and her son were dead, slitting their throats then wiping the bloody blade on her gown. Mel and Xavier were left in the forest, eventually being buried by a small landslide from rain. Her fiancé disappeared from the village, her home abandoned. No one in the village knew about the double murder, but Mel's parents frantically searched for their missing daughter after receiving a ransom note. But the villagers were aware of a young boy's kidnapping, and his name was Zane.