Hi take this update as I continue writing things that somehow went really dark and I kinda realized that I'm too afraid to curse in my fanfiction but multiple suicide attempts are okay and I should probably put warnings on those chapters or something in the future.


Unlike all of my other shelters, I stocked up enough food and water for two months in here, a very high amount of food. Now I would only be able to make fifteen shelters, but that was okay. As long as I did not make any more large bases, everything would be fine.

I had stayed here three days, much more than I originally intended. Still, I opened up the curtains enough to let me through, before heading off towards the Sea of Sand. Admittedly, there was not much there in the first place, but Ed and Edna's junkyard was, and I'd set up my base just outside the perimeter. Of course, I'd ask for some scrap metals and such, to build the shelter. If I wasn't allowed any scraps, I'd steal them. Despite their ownership of the materials, it is all trash, and could be compared to hoarding.

Nonetheless, I still held the couple in high regard. They were friendly people, and would likely say yes to me anyways. I'm sure Jay never told his parents much about me, as I seemed to be something he didn't like to even think about.

And so I began my journey again, moving away from Ignancia. There was no further reason for me to stay, and I had already done more than enough for the home I had walked into.

The dirt path I walked on was long and winding, before eventually meeting a clear border between the two biomes. I put my hand forward, and the crisp air of the forest turned into burning, dry, and unfriendly heat. I winced, pulling my hand back.

This wasn't going to be an enjoyable trip, and I knew it.

Sighing, I stepped forth into the harsh desert, my trail set straight towards where I knew the junkyard to be.

Every step I took sapped more and more of my energy, and I had to shake my head every so often to keep my focus. Being normal sucked here, because the Ninja were able to adapt to their surroundings easily. A weak Earth-based human like me could not adjust so quickly.

Still, I pressed on against my own desire of comfort, remembering the long distance of desert I had traversed once. Lloyd, Garmadon, and I had to find the Samurai X cave, which was in the middle of a desert.

That was a very long trip.

Once again shaking my head, I looked ahead, seeing a speck on the horizon. I didn't bring my hopes up, knowing that disappointment would be devastating if I believed.

And just like I expected, the speck disappeared as I got closer. It was almost like all of the things I wanted in this world, always teasing me before slipping from my grasp.

"You know, if you just sit down and sleep, you can die peacefully. No one will know, and your body likely won't be found." Euphony whispered in my ear, sensing my despair. I winced, still trying to ignore her.

"I know that you feel horrible. I know that all you want to do is forget everything, and just go home. Sitting down and lying in the sand will help you with that. You don't have to remember the pain." She suggested, and I sped up a little, as if my speed would deter her from following me.

My mouth was too dry to reply, and I didn't want to waste water.

Continuing to press on, I began to daydream as I moved. I imagined happy faces, a world of shared discoveries, peace in every realm I knew of. I put my motions on autopilot as I dreamed of great things that I knew would never come true.

Because of this decision, I nearly ran into the wall of Ed and Edna's junkyard. I stopped myself, an inch away from slamming my face into the concrete.

I took out some water, drinking it heavily just to make sure I was not hallucinating. After my thirst was quenched, I put a bare hand to the wall, feeling the grooves that you couldn't see. Once I determined it was real, I hugged the hot wall in joy, choosing not to alert the inhabitants of the junkyard.

However, I eventually had to face the two, and I'd rather face them now in order to at least get some form of comfort from the heat.

"Um, hello?" I called into the junkyard, unsure of how to introduce myself.

"Ed? Did you hear that?" Edna yelled, getting out of her trailer.

"Yes, Edna!" Ed called back, and I had to resist smiling. I may be pretty messed up in the head, but these two were so fun I couldn't help myself.

"Don't worry, ma'am, sir, I'm real! I'm over here!" I yelled, standing in the middle of the entrance to the junkyard, too afraid to cross the line.

"Oh, hello there dearie, what brings you here in the middle of the desert?" Edna called out, and I finally stepped into the junkyard.

"A long walk, and a lot of worries. I just wanted to ask if I could build a little shelter with some of your scraps just outside your junkyard, and then I could leave." I hoped that she would say yes.

"Sure, dearie! Ed and I don't get many visitors often, and it seems we always have trouble when we do!" She laughed, and I shrugged. If only she knew what my presence alone had caused.

"Thank you ma'am!"


Trash clinking against one another woke me up, and it was my last day of being at Ed and Edna's. While I would've brushed it off as one of the two tinkering, it was far too late for them to be awake.

No, someone else was here.

Pulling out my pen, I quietly stepped outside. I observed my surroundings, waiting for someone to jump out and attack. If someone followed me, they had obviously made a mistake, and I was going to neutralize any threat to me.

A flash of red, and a tired Kai looking at me in a daze. His shoulders were hunched, eyebrows nearly pushing his eyes closed. The normal red of his suit was stained, and his knees were barely holding his weight. My eyes widened, and I faced him with my pen ready to stab should he make another move. One could never know, especially with Kai.

Then his face fell into the sand, painfully clear that he had pushed his physical limits. Simply enough, he was exhausted. While I may have been a very harsh person, I needed him alive and I did not want to leave him here in such a state. However, I would need him to explain how he got here.

While I cared, he was still a threat. And threats are always neutralized, in any way possible.

"You are a piece of work for me, I hope you know that Kai." I grunted, as I pulled him towards the trailer. One I deemed him close enough, I knocked lightly on the elder's doors, hoping they were not too deaf to wake up.

"Ed? Edna! I found someone! It's Kai, Jay's friend!" I yelled out, and I heard slow shuffling from inside the trailer. Ed opened the door first, and saw Kai passed out in the sand, and I urged him to help me get him inside.

"Oh dear! Edna? Get the emergency spare bed! We've got an exhausted young man out cold here!" Ed called as I helped the old man carry Kai inside.

Eventually getting Kai onto the bed, the elders shooed me out, which I was very happy to comply. He was the reason for the scar on my leg, a mark that would always be there.

Just like the one in my chest.

Sighing, I brushed off the thoughts. There was too much going on for me to think like this. The best thing I could do was wait until morning, and get a good night's rest.


I had already decided to wait until mid-day for Kai, and he was still asleep! So, before I would waste another day here in the middle of no man's land waiting for Kai, I knocked on the trailer door.

"Oh, hello dearie! I thought you were going to leave this morning!" Edna greeted.

"I was, but I wanted to talk to Kai when he woke up." I replied.

"Of course, let me bring you inside! He woke up a few minutes ago." She replied, and I mentally sighed. If these two were trying to keep him happy and shock-free, then I was the exact opposite of that.

"Wh-Oh. Hi Starlord." Kai deadpanned, looking at me with angry and confused eyes.

"Good afternoon Kai, what brings you here to the junkyard?" I spoke, giving him a glare of my own.

"Since when were people following you a problem?" Kai asked back.

"A long time ago, Kai. You'd be surprised by how much I was watched before I got here." I shrugged, and he rolled his eyes.

"But really, why are you here? I would've expected you to go… Somewhere else." I raised an eyebrow in question, and Kai refused to answer.

"You are exhausted, and you barely woke up a little while ago. If you passed out with me pointing my pen at you ready to strike, then you know that you can't defend yourself in a state like this. What. Were. You. Doing. Here!" I hissed, and Kai continued to glare. I stood up sharply, and Ed came up to seperate the fight.

"Now you both wait just a minute-" I cut him off.

"I will not wait a minute, I have been waiting all day! I am already wasting my time by staying, because I only have so much time before I run out of supplies! And here's Kai, following me across this entire continent! So no! I want to know why he is here, and then I want to make sure he won't follow me!" I raised my voice slightly, my anger slipping through the cracks.

"Then why did you run off?" Kai shot back.

"I'm a paranoid kid, I plan far ahead of you! There's going to be a day where we will need supplies, and no one will let us have any!"

"Oh really, and what would that be?"

"A day where you live in infamy." I stepped closer to him.

"But we're the good guys!" Kai retorted.

"Then tell me this, if the public were to believe you were an enemy, but you are fighting for good, what do you think would happen? Everywhere you go, mobbed by the people you protect, and all they want to do is put you behind bars! I'm planning, Kai. I know that day will come, and we're all going to need a place to hide."

"Maybe you're right. But how are you going to help us?"

"I'll get you all to home base, and from then on I'm not sure. I won't remember what happens." I shrugged.

"What?"

"I mean I won't remember. Something could go wrong, but I'd never know. Let's just say a timeline is a finicky thing." I explained, and Kai nodded. He knew that I was at my patience limit.

"Now, why don't you tell me why you're here?" I asked one final time, before I would make a move.

"Fine. I'm angry at you. I practically hate you. So I followed you, to see what you're doing while we're gone. And I found a lot of strange things. I've followed you since you left the hospital." Kai admitted. I sighed loudly, falling back into my chair.

"You are a piece of work for me." I spoke as I facepalmed. Kai smirked, happy that he was a thorn in my side.

"Well, now you know that I'm walking across the continent and building shelters, will you leave me alone?"

Kai didn't respond.

"Alright then. If I see you again, and you're exhausted, I am leaving you behind. I am not going to help you. Nor am I going to hinder you. Whatever you do is up to you. Just know the consequences of following me." I threatened, getting up to leave.

"Now excuse me young lady!" Ed bursted out, grabbing my shoulder. I froze, my reflex waiting to kick in and hurt whoever touched me unexpectedly. Realizing that it was him, I calmed and looked at him carefully.

"What is it that you require?" I replied, not wanting to deal with this right now.

"I may be old, but even I know that's not how you talk to someone!" Ed argued, and I exhaled sharply.

"I appreciate your concern, I really do. But I'm afraid you don't understand our situation with one another. It would be best for everyone if you were to not interfere." I insisted, pulling myself towards the door.

"Then at least apologize to him! You've obviously been very harsh, and I won't accept that here in my junkyard." Ed tugged back, forcing me to face Kai.

He's very lucky I have a soft spot for Jay's parents.

"If you so desire. I apologize to you Kai, for being brash and even threatening you. I had crossed a line, and I hope that you may be able to forgive me." I sighed out, trying to make my voice sound sincere. By the look on Kai's face, it seems I did well.

"Thanks, I guess." Kai simply replied, and I was set free.

I couldn't get out of that junkyard any faster, even if I tried.

It was time for me to move on to the next town, and restock my supplies.


I had built a few more shelters, and my money continued to fall. If I reached my standard limit, then I would have to stop building shelters. I always liked to have emergency money, and spending it all on shelters would not be helpful. Unlike many young children of Earth, I valued money quite highly here in Ninjago. It has helped me quite a bit over the years, as I've had to buy many different and unusual supplies from different sores.

What was more surprising about it all, was that no one asked me about anything. Only the cashier who had that book had been suspicious of me asked questions. Perhaps it was for the better.

I also enjoyed the fact that no one came up to me, demanding my identity. I knew I was Ninjago's most intriguing enigma, but people respected me. That was something that never existed on Earth, and with technology reigning supreme, everyone was watched at all times. Even the toddlers probably were watched, and as I continued to live in Ninjago, I began to look at the sides of my world I used to ignore.

While I missed everyone that I used to know, I began to look at the advantages of living here. My world was harsh and unforgiving, while everyone here looked out for one another. It was generosity at its purest, something missing in the hearts of many of my home.

As for Kai, I looked over my shoulder every so often, making sure that no one else was following me. I needed to treat my time as if I were being hunted by assassins, always on watch and careful for the dagger pointed at my back.

Luckily, every time I turned to look back, I heard and saw nothing abnormal. Maybe it was just Kai who was becoming smarter. And while the greatest way to defeat an enemy is to make them your friend, a neutral party is a whole different story.

Speaking of stories, I had gotten halfway through A Little Princess already. Perhaps one day I could read it aloud, but only to those who I knew would be strong enough to stomach it down. The inhabitants of Ninjago were… Very easy to scare.

Still, while this may scare off some people, I would think that they could handle it. This was not a war story, and was bound to end happily. Personally, I was enjoying the book and it's Earthly texture. The thin pages, despite being nearly impossible to turn, felt amazing to touch and play with. The dimples and small scratches on the cover were visible, unlike the books of this world. Truly, the ability to see what tiny details I was touching made all the difference. It was written in English, and I could read it quite well, despite being separated from the language for a long time.

Tonight I was going to build my last shelter, near Desotown. I was going to visit Cyra, as I had no chance to write to her lately. I hoped she could forgive my absence, and my inability to communicate with her. However, I managed to get a note to Vastu every short while. Though, this time around, we talked less. I did need some sort of anonymity, even if it was from the peculiar mailman who always managed to find me.

For now, it was time to build. My survival skills had increased greatly over the time in the wilderness, and I had begun to gain a tolerance for the wild weather of Ninjago. Of course, I still preferred the colder and breezier climate of Jamanakai, but at least jungles and other biomes were no longer excruciating.

However, I wouldn't count my tolerance as mastery. Different terrains were tough to traverse still, and I had yet to learn how to climb. It would be a necessary skill quite soon, and I did not want to be caught unprepared. Once I finished that task, I could cross it out and work on another in my book.

Currently, I was gathering wood for my small shelter, wanting a sturdy and waterproof place for the jungle's harsh weather. At least I had grown more experienced as I continued building, applying and improving the knowledge I gained from the books. Yet, while it taught me to hunt for food, all of the food I would catch would be perishable. But never let it be said I was ungrateful for the information. Without it, there would be no way for me to look after myself should my pack be taken away. I needed to be fully self-sufficient, and able to pop back up after any kind of blow.

I will admit, the soreness from my continued building of shelters was annoying and painful. Dealing with it was not wonderful, but doable. At least the pain became less over time, but it still affected me, and I was not always able to keep up with the fatigue.

Moving my gathered wood into position and some vines that I had managed to cut, yes I had bought a machete, I began to build my shelter. I felt comfortable with the large knife, but I planned to leave it here. Diplomacy was high on my list, and having a knife would practically destroy my pen's ironic flavor.

However, keeping the knife here would always let me have a backup for a dangerous mission or situation. My pen was amazing, but sometimes a knife did a better job. Such as the vines I needed to cut. While my pen would have made holes in it, enough for it to break, that would take a lot more effort than I wanted while being inefficient.

For now I had the knife, and tomorrow I would leave it behind. Simple as that.


I was hesitant about seeing Cyra again, even as I held my fist up to her door to knock. Of course I knew she was a nice person, but I had a fear of disrupting her life without warning, asking to barge in with no permission. It was as if I were inviting myself into her house, without her asking first. This felt rude, intruding, violating. No, to me this as a sign of disruption in an occupied household.

Even in Ed and Edna's junkyard, I spent as much time as possible outside of their property. They allowed me in, readily giving me resources. I took what I needed, and even offered to pay. They did not accept, but I vaguely remembered placing a hundred Jyn somewhere in their trailer for them to find at a later date. Technically, I could view their property as a business, as they run a junkyard. Things had to be given to them, and the couple would get paid for holding the refused parts. In my mind, it was like going to a recycling park. You would pay money to recycle your items, and then you would leave.

However, Cyra lived in a household, and had no financial sources of income that she owned. She was a normal girl, working and living as a functioning member of Ninjago's society. But I realized that debating this at her door wouldn't do either of us any good, and I finally chose to knock.

Hearing steps and a lock clicking, I shuffled my feet slightly. It seemed I could never get rid of my care for those I knew and liked.

"Starlord! It's wonderful to see you again!" Cyra greeted, urging me into her house.

"Hey, Cyra! Long time no see! Sorry I never had the time to mail you, let's say things got a little… Hectic while I was gone." I sheepishly replied.

"Oh no! What happened? Here let me get some water or something…" Cyra rushed out, and I instantly told her I was fine.

"I already barged in here, I'd feel really rude if I made you make things for me." I explained, and Cyra handed me a glass of water anyways. Admittedly I was grateful, she was just as stubborn as Vastu when it came down to helping others.

"So, tell me about what happened." Cyra spoke with a tone of concern and seriousness. I sighed and began to tell her of recent events. Of course, I left out a few details, especially that I had stabbed myself in the chest. Luckily, Cyra did not ask about it, which made my explanation a lot easier to deal with.

And eventually she reached an expression of sadness, and almost burden. Everyone I care about, seems to have that look in their eyes, a dull in the excitement of life. Likely, that was caused by me and my actions. I couldn't keep it all in, nor could I let it all out with everyone. I shared bits and pieces, and everyone who knew me began to have scars on their hearts.

It hurt me inside to know I was the cause of it. Yet, I needed to let it out, and at least I shared my burdens across multiple people. I don't think any resident of Ninjago would be able to hold all the pain I held. Even Vastu did not know about Earth's deadly history like Kai and Lloyd. Vastu knew more about my emotional side, and Cyra knew of my ability to seek out forgiveness. Everyone knew something about me, but only just pieces.

I could only hope they would forgive me after Day of the Departed.


Walking back to Jamanakai would be easy, thanks to my stamina and way of planning my trip. I chose to make a huge loop through Ninjago, and Desotown was somewhat nearby the mountainous town. But while I was happy about that, my mind was elsewhere.

Obviously the book I had picked up had to be from a rift of some sort between dimensions, somehow breaking beyond the fourth wall of Ninjago's universe. And so, that meant the barriers were either unstable, or tearing itself apart. Neither of those options were good, but both of them led to the same conclusion.

The world was falling apart, and likely because of me.

And then something terrifying began to form in front of me.

It began forming as a small burst of light, temporarily blinding me. I squinted and turned away, before the light faded and the only thing left before me was a small tear in reality, the size of my head. The edges of it glowed softly, but what was inside was merely empty black space.

I scrambled back away from the tear, fear overwhelming my senses. What in the name of all creation was the tear doing here? There was already a rift not so long ago! No, this was wrong, a crime against the bare foundations of this world!

Breathing heavily, I pulled out my pen, waiting for some form of debris to fall out. When nothing continued to happen, I began to investigate. Stepping closer, I stepped in a circle around the hole, my mind struggling to understand it's physics.

What confused me was the fact I could only see the tear in one direction. People usually have portals facing downwards, or they are on a solid. Portals were always flat. This was no different, but because the portal was flat, there was no backside to it. Only if you were viewing the front would you be able to see it, even it's glow was not present.

Even then, my mind wouldn't even begin to wrap around something like a spherical portal. My previous knowledge of portals always had the front facing the audience, and to go behind one was never seen. So I just stopped trying to comprehend the portal's visual state, and instead looked into the blackness.

After a little while of waiting, a small light began to flicker by. It was a lamp and a CD, with the lamp somehow still on. I stepped away from the portal in caution, knowing that I had no idea how fast those two objects may be travelling relative to me. But the random objects unnerved me, showing that there was no one to organize them. No, these were scattered, floating without reason.

I shook my head, whimpering slightly. I could only hope for the best, until proven otherwise. Maybe these were here because of the ISS, or something else. Maybe this was just space junk, and everyone was still alive. Everyone had to still be alive! Obviously, there had to be people, or these objects wouldn't even be floating!

Yes, they must be alive. Somehow, but they're still out there!

They have to be.

My mental crisis was interrupted by the CD and a hand sized black USB drive of some sort falling to the ground beneath. The portal sizzled away, leaving no other evidence of its arrival.

I waited a few moments more, before picking up the two objects. The CD was a copy of the Lion King, while the other was labeled 'Backup Drive' in scratchy print. I put the CD in my pack, putting some cloth around it to protect it. I wondered if I could play it back at Vastu's home.

The 'Backup Drive' scared me a little more. Since it belonged to someone else, I was unsure of what would be on it. I wouldn't expect a password, but there was a high chance of some… Other photos. While on Earth it did not bother me to know someone had those types of photos, Ninjago was not prepared for that. Think about it, even Pompeii had a brothel from two thousand years ago, the idea of procreation was normal. Ninjago however, did not broadcast such information as broadly as Earth.

It was as if I were in a child's daycare, forcing myself to filter what I knew for the sake of the innocent. Yet, the Ninja and Ninjago's citizens were not children. Innocent, yes. Children, no. If anything, I was the youngest out of all of them, but I would say I am the most knowledgeable.

Forcing myself to get back on track, I put the drive into my pack. I would face those hurdles later, and I was sure that the drive would be somewhat organized. If those photos existed, they would be eradicated quickly.

I turned to look behind me, doubling my caution. I was holding an object with an astounding amount of information, akin to finding my personal Holy Grail. No one would take it from me, lest they wish to face my desperate fury.

My ruthless, yet desperate, fury.


I knocked on the familiar door, waiting for Vastu to open it. I was lucky that Euphony had chosen not to talk to me for the past while, as it seemed she waited until I needed consolation the most.

When Vastu finally arrived, I hugged him, and he was just as eager.

"Starlord! How wonderful that you have returned!" He cheered inviting me inside, and I smiled.

"I agree, it's been a lot of work going across Ninjago by foot." I laughed, sitting down on the couch. Vastu sighed happily, and we began to talk as family.


Well okay take this filler sorta yep yep. I'm tired and posting this on a whim so wheee! Also, when I said the portals would be a bad thing, hehehehehehehe portals are nothing compared to what I'm writing ahead. Time's breaking apart, so rip season 4. Bet you can't find a Ninjago fanfic about someone falling into Ninjago like mine. Also PHSSSSSSSSSST? TV PLOT? WhAt Tv PlOt? That cover's gonna really kinda emphasize what happens in the future, isn't that nice. Aiming to hit that 100k mark again for this story so good luck to me!

Also I hated Harumi since I saw her in the trailers, and I am quite satisfied with episode 82 thank you Hagemans and all other affiliated writers! (Just trying not to spoil season 8 for all the people who wait until it releases in the US or their respective country BUT I'M SO HAPPY! You have no idea how happy I am!)

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