I lied, it's a triple. I am mixing the episodes a bit. I want it that way. Enjoy
I woke with a groan. Opening my eyes only to be blinded by light and way to cold.
"Kaia, you awake?" The voice was entirely too loud. Cracking one eye open it was Jay, and he looked rather concerned. I groaned again forcing myself up.
"Turn out the lights please," my throat felt like sandpaper as I spoke. He scrambled to shut off the lights and went to the door. Shouting Zane and Cole's names. I winced covering my ears. Why did he have to be so loud?
Gentle hands came to my arms, pulling my hands from my ears. I looked up to see a worried Cole inspecting my ears. Wanting to make sure I hadn't burned myself, again.
"You okay?" he whispered softly taking my ears into account.
"Head hurts," I whimper softly. He hugged me lightly over the shoulder before pulling away.
"We will keep it down, Zane is making you some soup now," He spoke softly fixing the covers. "Rest for just a bit longer,"
"But there is work to be done," I protested lightly.
"We can handle it like we did once before." Cole assured. He kissed my forehead pushing me down against the pillows my eyes already closed as asleep took me once more.
Zane came in a few hours later, interrupting the silence holding a bowl of broth. Looking up to him he smiled a bit.
"With your love of potatoes in mind I have made potato soup. It should help you regain a good deal of strength." He grinned. I sighed sitting up a bit.
"Ever the optimistic, Zane." just as the words left my mouth Jay ran into the room.
"I FOUND A FANGBLADE!" He cheered making my ears ring. I clasped my hands over my ears tightly.
"What is wrong with you?" Cole hissed entering my room shortly after. "You know Kaia's ears are sensitive, and that it's worse because she's sick."
"With that it would be best if you took this elsewhere." Zane spoke still holding the soup.
"No," I spoke up looking to them. Lowering my hands. "We need those Fangblades. Ninjago is more important than one sick Ninja. What did you find Jay." I looked up to them sitting up and letting my legs hang over the edge of the bed.
"Well, I was looking for blackmail material on Cole, when I found this." He opened an old photo album. It showed a blade in a trophy.
"Funny how one finds what they were first looking for without even trying." I mused
"Damn, The Fang Cup is one of the most coveted awards in all of Ninjago." Cole sighed.
"Awards," I questioned looking up to him. Zane set down the bowl on the nightstand and sat next to me on the bed. Jay moved over to the chair I had by the window.
"Yes… It's the award for performance competition."
"Well we could win that," Jay spoke.
"Our fighting skills have improved and it is enjoyable to watch a Katana when we use our elements. Especially Kaia's routine." I blushed lightly before a coughing fit took me.
"I might not be much of a help with that." I groaned.
"Not that type of performance I'm afraid but Kaia's katana would fit if she were well enough. It's a singing and dancing competition. I groaned at his words. I fell back against my pillows.
"What's that about?" Jay questioned no doubt looking at Cole.
"I caught her on the deck one night singing to the stars. It was shortly after Llod first started living with us." Cole seemed rather proud.
"Why wasn't I told about this," Zane questioned.
"It doesn't matter now, the competition is in a week, or at least the qualifiers are." Cole sighed.
"I don't know if we could pull off anything with me sick and us pulling together a song essentially last minute." I spoke lifting my head from my pillows.
"We might be able too," Cole spoke, shrugging. "But you would have to met my father. And trust me, he is worse then Sensei on a really, really bad day." Cole answered.
"It's a chance," I spoke softly.
"One we best take." Zane added.
"Yea, and I can finally dable in more poetry." Jat cheered. I picked up a pillow and threw it at Jay.
"Out," I hissed at the loudmouth. He scampered out at the looks Cole and Zane sent them.
"I will need to go talk to dad, and try to figure something out. He hasn't forgiven me for not following in his footsteps and going to a performing arts college." Cole sighed.
"Good luck, Dusty." I called after him.
"Now for you, you must rest, soup tea, water, and sleep , nothing more till you are well." Zane ordered.
"You got it doc," I yawned only to start coughing again as I laid back. He pulled the blankets over me. Leaving the soup and me.
The next day I was feeling better. Walked out and sat with the boys. Cole came to an agreement with his father. He would train all of us, in singing and dancing. We would arrive the next day at his home. All the boys ganged up on me to get me back in my room. A pile of books on my nightstand. Book Cole picked out. Most of them were song books. Tea Zane left and Jay just hung out to chatter till Zane took pity on my poor ears and took him away. Looking over the songbooks I looked over the songs. What would be a good choice. Or at least, a good place to start.
Being at the doorway of a rather large house had me gulp.
"Relax Kaia, my Dad is a cool guy once you get used to his crazy ways." Cole tried before using the doorbell. Four voices sung in harmony 'Welcome."
"Now that is not strange at all," Jay muttered.
"People grow up in different environments, Jay. Zane with an encouraging single father, inventor, You in a junkyard, and Cole a music studio?" I asked looking over to him. Cole nodded his head with a wistful look.
The door opened and a man with a can opened the door. He saw Cole and I saw his face brighten some before darkening a bit.
"Son," He started offering his hand. "It's good to see you, and you used the doorbell to." He tried to smile. Come just turned his head and frowned. I stepped up to Cole's father.
"Sorry about him, Mr. Lou." I gave him a soft smile. "He is just a little moody today." I glanced back rather concerned.
"It's alright, Young Miss, We drove each other apart long ago." He sighed. "Please come in I have some tea on and I can see what I have to work with." He assured us in. The bond between the two did seem to be shattered. They had different interests, but still when one got excited the other got angry or upset in some other fashion.
"Kaia, I would like to talk to you in private, if you would." Lou held a door open. I glanced to the others before following. I had sung a little since coming into the house. Though really all it truly was was harmonizing.
"I have an idea with you, you are nervous when out of your element." he spoke as he began to pace. "My son spoke that you do well with your sword. Spoke of an elegant Katana. Could you demonstrate for me." He asked picking up the case that held our weapons.
"I can do that yes," I said taking out my sword. It felt good to feel its weight in my hands.
"Yes, now I also want you to do it with music in the background." he spoke turning on some music. I felt the rhythm start to move through me. Starting side to side I traced the back of the blade as I felt fire flare and come to life around and inside of me. I took a deep breath just as the other instruments joined the piano I started to move twisting my blade in my hands and moving back and forth. Fire formed at the outer edges of reach and moved with me as I went. When the song came to an end I looked over to Mr Lou. He looked rather pleased with himself.
"Now if we can get you to sing. Then you will be a shoe in for the competition." he smiled.
"I don't know Mr. Lou." I spoke placing my sword back in the case. "I just don't feel that great about a lot of eyes all on me." I answered.
"Then let me tell you this bit of advise. Find your center. That calm in the storm hold onto it and don't let yourself be dragged into the storm. If you can dance like that. Move as fluidly as Flames dancing from one log to another, to any music, there is not a doubt in my mind that once you leave the life of a ninja you will not be able to provide for yourself as a performer." He smiled. I scratched the back of my head.
"Thanks ." I told him.
"Now then, onto another matter." He spoke beconing me towards the couch. I sat taking the cup of tea and lifted the cups to my lips to drink. "My boy is treating you right yes?" I almost did a spit take. I put down the cup.
"Sir,"
"Come now, me and my son may no longer be close, but I still care for him. I do want to be part of his life." Mr. Lou spoke softly. I sighed.
"Broken bridges, were the river grows and the ground is covered." I muttered.
"Pardon," Mr. Lou questioned.
"It's nothing, Yes, Cole treats me well, we have been too busy to go on an actual date yet but we do try to see each other when we can. Usually ends with us sparing or falling asleep cuddling on a couch." I smile fondly. He nods his head nodding slowly.
"Good, very good," He muttered.
"Mr. Lou, why is it you don't accept him as a fighter?" I questioned. "He fights for the good of all Ninjago, to keep innocent lives safe…" I tried. He sighed
"I know that now, but when he left… well… I was not the best father to him. He loved being outside, yet I tried to keep him contained in a studio. He tried to please me, I tried to make him something he was never meant to be and the gap formed." He sighed.
"Cole still loves you," I told him. "He thinks you are still disappointed in him and his sorry has turned to bitterness and anger that he aims at you. When really he is angry at himself for not pleasing you." I told him. He sighed at this a weight seemingly off his shoulders.
"Thank you, Kaia."
"Don't thank me yet, you still need to bridge the gap."
"With you with Cole, I think my job is just a little easier." Mr. Lou smiled. I put down my now empty cup and stood up.
"Cole says you have a younger sister," A headache came very suddenly and I fisted my hands.
"So we believe, yet I don't know a name or who they are." I answered.
"Who ever they are, I believe they are very lucky to call you a part of their family." He smiled. I felt light headed as I left the room. Cole, Jay and Zane were practicing something and I entered. Cole hit something off key as he stood up.
"Kaia, you are looking pail, are you alright?" He asked coming to my side.
"It's just a headache," I told him.
"The Sick kind of headache?" Jay asked, "Or the memory flash one?" He finished.
"Memory flash," I answered.
"Let's get you to bed, you tend to remember more once you have slept." Zane spoke his protectiveness showing just a little bit.
"Yeah let's do that," I answered shakenly.
"Jay Zane, can you see to her, I need to talk to my father." The two nodded as they came on both sides of me to help me walk up to the borrowed rooms.
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I woke with a gasp, and then a name came from my lips. "Nya?" The name was familiar the echo of a small girl, with bright blue eyes and a short bob of black hair. I had a name now, but will it be of any true help now. There was a knock at the door.
"Enter," I called standing up. It was Zane.
"Are you alright, I heard a sound of distress?" He questioned.
"I have a name," I answered him bowing my head. "I have a little sister named Nya." I told him.
"We should tell the others," Zane spoke coming over to me side lowering his head peering down at me.
"Not yet, we need to worry about the Fang Blades, Then we can worry about finding out about my past.
"Very well, but we should tell them and soon." Zane spoke. I nodded my head thinking on other matters. Was I to be the Master of Fire when the Green Ninja comes? Could I leave to find Nya? What the heck am I going to do, and why did that black bob haircut look so familiar?
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