*DeAth don't say I didn't warn ya

Kurumi lay awake that night. After Ezra had left, she didn't know what else to do besides go back to bed. There was no way she could stand a moment longer bearing the presence of a body.

"Is this really what your parents died for?"

She let those words imprint in her brain. She didn't know what else to think about, except him and those horrible words he spat from his mouth. Kurumi wanted to punch herself for even liking him for a second. She clenched her fists and fought back the tears.

In a way, he was right. Even if they continued to cooperate and not risk being killed, the law still said that the rich could do ANYTHING to the poor: even if they had done nothing wrong. One minute she and her brother would be safe, the next, their master could beat them to death if he felt like it. For this, she also hated herself for thinking that she would prevent her death if she followed the rules.

So she could either die a slave, or die a rebel. Both sounded just as horrid as the other in different ways.

Kurumi realized that rebelling would be her best choice if she wanted to provide a better future for Morro, and she missed him dearly: seeing him once a day for only a mere second wasn't enough.

As she began dozing off into an unexpected sleep, she thought out a simple plan in her head.

Tomorrow, as much as she hated him, she decided to go with Ezra's plan: kill the master, his wife and son.


The black haired girl suddenly felt a gentle shake on her shoulder, her golden eyes drowsily opened to see a familiar face looking down at her. She stared at him for a while, then she abruptly came to a realization of who it was and quickly shuffled away from him.

"Good morning Kurumi." He smirked "Sorry to wake you up so early, but in order for this plan to work, we have to slip by when everyone's still asleep."

Kurumi stared at him with angry eyes and said nothing.

It didn't take long for Ezra to notice "What, still mad about yesterday? Trust me, once this is all over, you'll be thanking me."

Kurumi still kept her mouth shut.

The ten year old sighed "Fine, be that way." He took a black knife from his pocket and handed it to her. It looked like a thick material and there were circles carved onto the blade for decoration, and on one side of the blade another special imprint was marked: Kurumi.

The ten year old looked at the boy in astonishment.

"This is deepstone, I've seen them in rich shops before, where'd you get this?!"

"Oh so now you're talking." He began sarcastically "My dad used to be a blacksmith. He made weapons for the rich and all those guards-he was paid very little for it, and if you ask me he was stupid for taking the job. Oh, and your name was just a thing I did with my own deepstone knife, a thank you would be nice."

Kurumi looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

Ezra sighed and stood up "Anyways, I've gotta job to do, if I were you I'd start doing yours."

Kurumi suddenly felt incredibly nervous "...Wait!"

Ezra stopped and turned around.

"U-Um...I don't know about this. I've never killed anyone before; I'm not experienced like you are. I might fail and die, then what?!"

"Well I don't know! Just...think about what he and the stupid government have done to your life: that should get you going. And dying isn't gonna be a problem, I'll deal with those guards of his, so he can't call for help. Ok?"

Kurumi gulped and nodded.

"Good. Don't worry, it'll be easier than you think."

And with that, he left for good.

Kurumi huddled herself in her knees, eying the-...her knife.

"I'm sorry Mom, I'm sorry Dad, I don't want you to hate me for what I'm about to do, but if it'll give me and Morro a better future then I guess I have no choice." She murmured sadly.

With that she left the room, with the knife safely hidden.


"Master Walder, MASTER WALDER!"

The white haired man rose from his bed sleepily, his maid was the one who woke him up, she looked terrified and frightened. He looked at his watch.

"It's 5 in the morning for crying out loud, this better be an emergency!" He yelled.

"It is! Come quickly!"

The old man grumbled, lifting himself out of the bed. Since he was quite old, he needed help to get up. They both rushed down several floors of the mansion (Well as fast as the man could go) until they reached the bottom floor.

"T-They're in here!" She pointed towards the kitchen.

"What on Earth do you mean?!-"

He abruptly halted his speech and stared with wide eyes. Both his wife and son were motionless on the ground, all he could do was stand still and quiver.

"W-h-o...?" He didn't know what to say, he just stood there, his irises small.

He finally snapped out of it.

"Get the police, NOW!"

He heard no footsteps from her.

"Why are you just standing there?! CALL THEM! My family's DEAD!"

He turned around abruptly only to see the maid slotting a wooden plank into the door. She then turned around and tugged at her wavy, brown hair, removing the whole thing.

The man stared in shock at the now black haired girl as she pulled out a knife; before the man could react, the ten year old lunged at him, stabbing him in the chest whilst both fell to the ground.


Kurumi stood there shaking with wide eyes at all three of her victims. Blood had sprayed all over her face and stained her fake maid dress.

She was a murderer.

She didn't know what to think, she found that she disturbingly managed to hit him directly in the heart and slice his throat before he could resist, resulting in him bleeding to death. She strangely knew what she was doing despite how scared she felt. That alone was scary enough.

Kurumi suddenly felt a very desperate urge to get out.

She removed the wooden plank from the door, once she was out of the kitchen; she slammed the door behind her all whilst letting herself fall to the floor against it. She closed her eyes tightly and hunched her body.

"I don't wanna be here anymore..." She sobbed quietly into her knees "I just wanna go home!"

A sudden voice rang out through the large hall "Kurumi? Kurumi are you ok?!"

Her tear-filled face looked up to see Ezra running towards her with a concerned expression on his face. He too had blood stains on his clothes, but not as much as hers.

Ezra looked at her blood stained body surprised "You actually killed them?...I'm surprised." He smiled whilst scratching his head "I'd expected you to chicken out and I'd have to come save your-"

Kurumi stood up and threw her arms around him, burying her face into his shoulder. She began to full-on cry into his shirt.

Ezra blushed a little but understood she was upset and hugged her back.

"I'm sorry." He replied sadly "I guess I was a little hard on you."


Sad tiny whimpers could be heard from the door. Cole looked behind him to see Dexter lowering his head and approaching them. He tried to lift his hands out so he could comfort the dog but the animal ignored him and headed straight for the nearest person, who happened to be Skylor. He looked extremely hurt and the Amber elemental patted him sympathetically. She then began to stroke Dexter.

"What's wrong? Having trouble sleeping?"

"Awww he wanted to be included!" Tasha cooed.

"Ok cool, yeah, great! Can everyone please shut up? Morro's story is starting to get much more interesting, and you ruined it!" Jay whined.

"You're worse than Kai..." Nya sighed. Kai, in response to this, looked at her with an un-amused expression.

"Jay, please be mindful that Dexter just wanted to see us, Morro can go back to the story at any time." Garmadon reminded him with a tired smile

"Speaking of the story, I must admit I'm quite shocked to hear your sister had to do such a thing at a young age like that." Wu added.

Morro shrugged "It doesn't really surprise me since I've pretty much lived in that situation for most of my childhood, but I get what you're trying to say.

"PleEEaase just carry ooooon." Kai whined "We listen to the story first, and then you can start having a mother's meeting about it."

Misako looked at Morro sheepishly as if to say nicely and silently: Please carry on otherwise everyone won't shut up.

With that, the black haired continued.

#ProtectHer #DexterIsLoveDexterIsLife #I'mSorryTheEndingIsRushed