WARNING - contains character death (sorry!)
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Endings
It was all just too much. Too bright. Too loud.
Too…? Too…
He held out a shaky, black skinned hand, turning it over and staring numbly at the shining, elongated claws which adorned the ends of his fingers. Skinny, thin fingers…
…just too much.
His skin felt tight, thick and hardened. And he could feel cold pulsing through his veins, inching into every ounce of his being.
And it was suffocating. And invigorating, all at the same time.
A burst of glittering purple landed so close to his toes (long, black toes) that he hissed, lifting his feet and shuffling slightly back from the tall, four-armed being that was stood alongside him. He looked around, cursing as another bolt of the strange energy landed close enough to make his skin tingle as the static in it fizzled out. Cocking his head to one side he watched the four-armed being, watching the mouth closely as it opened wide, displaying pointed little teeth as it bellowed a strange, chortling sound before it reached those arms and cultivated a large ball of that purple itself.
He blinked as the ball slowly span and grew, the fingers delicately and deliberately manipulating the strands of strange, pulsing light. Everything around them slowed as he watched, fascinated as the ribbons twisted around themselves, growing and shining, the hum they emitted steadily increasing and vibrating through his eardrums, racing through his core, wrapping itself around him, slowly enveloping him alongside those incessant whispering voices…
The sudden burst of flame landing beside him snapped his attention away just as the being released the energy, the reality around him abruptly spinning and making his head sway with vertigo as he looked up at the red blur stood opposite him.
"Lloyd!"
Who was Lloyd? He narrowed his eyes as the red blur began to sharpen, revealing a brown mass of hair, scarred face and a very dangerous looking sword. He stepped back, steadying his body weight in a long stance whilst his arms moved up automatically into a pose he could not remember but felt strangely familiar, his hands open and mimicking that of the four-armed guy alongside him. He slowly blinked, widening his eyes as he tried to make sense of the noises and lights around him, the whispering growing louder and more urgent. If only he could make out what they were saying…
"Lloyd…" the red dude's voice was garbled, receding into the background, fading in and out as they put their weapon back into a sheath attached to their belt, one hand reaching out. Something rushed within him, a heat cascading out through his fingertips, causing him to jump as that same energy the four-armed being had sparked between his hands flew out, except this was a dark, murky green tinged with that same purple. He jumped back, the spark snapping and burning him as it disappeared. He stared down at his outstretched hands, pupils dilated, mouth muttering alongside the voices within.
"Lloyd, it's okay…" His head whipped up as the red dude stepped forward, the energy responding immediately, coursing through him once more but this time stabilising, pulsating and glowing in-between his hands. The voices grew, their whispering louder and louder, ever louder.
The red dude stopped, one hand still stretched out, mouth moving but the words lost as the energy pulsed and crackled in-between them.
Skylor grunted, sand kicking up around her as the momentum from Garmadon's blow sent her skidding back into one of the rock formations. She quickly swiped at the sweat gathering on her brow, eyes up and searching for her target. Garmadon was there, striding forward, another burst of the power of destruction building. Summoning some of Griffin's power, the Master of Amber sprinted with ease around the back of another neighbouring crag, wishing she had had the time to learn airjitzu from the ninja before all of this had kicked off.
Her mind fleetingly went back, watching herself sparring in Wu's dojo alongside Nya, ears ringing with the clashing and scraping of their bo staffs as they jumped and span into each other… the smell of the tatami mats filled her nose as she saw Kai flinging her down to the floor during their last hand to hand training, dark brown eyes lit up as she had laughed, accepting his offer of a hand to help pull her up before she had caught him off guard and flipped him over onto his back, the dojo ringing with the laughter of the team around them…
She shook herself, eyes searching for Garmadon as she clung to the rocky peak. Focus on the job in hand, Skylor, this is your purpose. She just needed enough time to focus and summon as much of the powers as she could.
Looking down and finding her target, she drew a deep breath, eyes hooded as her hands worked, manipulating the shimmering orb before her, amber beginning to swirl around her.
"Lloyd…"
Green eyes snapped back open, looking down, not realising she was holding her breath. Kai…
She could see the red ninja, arm outstretched and reaching for his brother, who looked more like a wounded and fearful animal than the mighty green ninja right now. She could see the sparks of energy in the black hands, the green tainted with the purple, spinning recklessly as it grew. No…
"No!"
She jumped down, twisting and landing in-between the two ninja, one hand sending a huge mix of whichever powers her mind grabbed a hold of first flying into Garmadon, knocking him to his feet and scattering a wave of oni down around him like bolling alley pins. Simultaneously she reached out with her other hand, the torrent of water she released pushing the Master of Fire back and out of the path of the wildly released ball of tainted green energy.
Which hit her directly on her chest, the pain immediate, a dull scream ringing out as she collapsed face down into the rock ridden sand.
"Sky?
Skylor?
Oh no no no no no no no… Skylor. Please don't…no, Skylor. Please, please don't say…Skylor…?
…SKYLOR!"