Not much to say but here is chapter 2!
Disclaimer: I don't one Ninjago or Frozen. And Zane and Pixal are humans. Again all credit goes to Zane Is Awesome345
Five year old Pixal looked out the window and gasped. She giggled and ran down the hall to her older brother's room. Once she got there, she knocked her signature knock on his door.
"Zane? Do you wanna build a snowman?
Come on, let's go and play!
I never see you anymore!"
Pixal looked under the door.
"Come out the door!
It's like you've gone away!"
She sat in the hall, playing with two dolls. She then looked at the blue one and frowned.
"We used to be best buddies…and now we're not
I wish you would tell me why!"
Pixal walked back to Zane's room and looked through the key hole, then talked into it.
"Do you wanna build a snowman?
It doesn't have to be a snowman!"
Zane had finally spoken up. "Go away, Pixal." Pixal put a sad frown on her face and walked away.
"Okay, bye…"
In his room, eight year old Zane looked out the window, for once feeling calm. But once he felt too calm, his power had slipped out and frost ran up the window frame. Zane gasped and quickly took his hands away. King Julien came in with white gloves and put them on his hands. "The gloves will help. See? Conceal it." "Don't feel it." The both said the last sentence at the same time. "Don't let it show."
5 years later…
Ten year old Pixal giggled as she slid up to her older brother's room. She knocked her signature knock.
"Do you wanna build a snowman?
Or ride our bike around the halls?"
Pixal stood on one foot on a bike ride down the stairs, only to crash and fall into a knight's arms.
"I think some company is overdue!
I've started talking to the pictures on the walls!"
Pixal flipped onto a couch and pointed to a painting.
"Hang in there, Joan!"
"It gets a little lonely, all these empty rooms
Just watching the hours tick by…"
She lied her feet up against a grandfather clock and moved them to the beat of the ticking while also clicking her tongue.
Thirteen year old Zane paced around in his room. A large layer of frost covered the his door. "I'm scared!" he said. "It's getting stronger!" King Julien tried to calm him down. "Getting upset only makes it worse. Calm down." He walked towards Zane, but he quickly backed away. "No, don't touch me! Please, I don't wanna hurt you."
5 more years later…
Fifteen year old Pixal slid passed Zane's bedroom. She looked at the door for a moment, and then walked on. She thought of the many times he shut her out. There was no point in trying again. Pixal look ahead and saw the king with his luggage. She smiled and ran down the hall to hug him. "See you in two weeks!"
Eighteen year old Zane came out of his room for the first time in a while and bowed to his father. He looked up at him and said, "Do you have to go?" King Julien smiled. "You'll be alright, Zane." That evening, the king boarded the ship.
On a very stormy night, the waves whirled and splashed everywhere and the ship was swallowed into the sea.
Back in the kingdom of Ninjago, the picture of the king was cover with a black transparent cloth. And a funeral was held. Pixal, wearing all black, held her head down in sadness as she stood beside a tall stone with King Julien's name carved into it. Zane had not shown up at the funeral and stayed in his bedroom as usual.
After the funeral ended, Pixal walked slowly down the dark and eerie halls of the castle to Zane's room. She had thought it was ok to try one last time. She didn't knock her signature knock but a sad three knocks, then slid her hand down the door.
"Zane? Please, I know you're in there…
People are asking where you've been
They say have courage, but I'm trying to
Right out here for you
Just let me in…
We only have each other…it's just you and me
What are we gonna do?"
Pixal slid down the door and onto the floor. She let a single tear fall and closed her eyes.
"Do you wanna build a snowman?"
On the other side of the door, Zane sat against it, listening quietly and sadly. He then looked around his room. Frost was everywhere. The only help of keeping control of his powers was gone. And there was nothing he could do about it. Zane put his head down and hugged his knees and wept softly.