WHELP I'M UPDATING AGAIN :D Before I start though: A lot of people are upset about Stavros' death and how he was their favourite OC. First of all, I'M SORRY! DX And secondly, it makes me happy that Stavros was a loveable character despite being an OC :) I honestly had no idea you guys love him so much :3 Review reply: Guest- REALLY?! Wow...I'm so flattered ;D; Anyways, thanks for reading! Enjoy :D

Staring at Stavros' lifeless eyes, he began to remember everything: the dragon getting hypnotised and Stavros pushing Morro off to save him.

"Stav...ros?" Morro was still shaking, unable to believe his eyes. Stavros was dead...and it was all his fault.

Morro suddenly felt something drop onto his head, including a growl that was suspiciously close by. Morro put his hand on his head and then removed it. It was blood. Morro slowly lifted his head to look above him, trembling as he had a bad feeling as to what it was. Thanatos was looking downwards, his hungry crimson eyes were fixed on him. The 'drool' that fell onto him was the blood of the many victims he ate in the past, including Stavros.

The dragon bent towards him more until Morro could actually feel its breath. Thank God he was a spirit; if he was alive he would have smelled it and it would probably be very unpleasant.

Thanatos began to move his jaw wide open and bent closer to Morro. He was enraged after what that thing had done, but he was too shaken to do anything. He just stood kneeling, staring at the dragon with shaking eyes and was trembling greatly. It was as if he was waiting for his own death.

"MORRO!"

Before the dragon could enclose its jaws at Morro, Wu had pushed him out of the way. Just as this happened, the dragon began to roar in agony and blood (An unusual black colour though) spurted from within its nape. The dragon collapsed to the ground, never to get up again...

"Are you both alright?!" It was Garmadon, who had a concerned look on his face. He had killed the dragon.

"Morro...what happened to..." Wu stopped midway through his sentence. Not even daring to breathe the name.

Morro let his long hair cover his face.

"The fog was thick, and Thanatos noticed Stavros' dragon. It was eventually hypnotised. Stavros couldn't jump off because he was a centaur...and then he pushed me off..."

The three were silent for some time.

"Why didn't you remember before?" Garmadon asked him, breaking the dreadful silence.

"I don't know...But I think it was my fall." Morro replied.

Wu stood up and held out his hand to Morro "Let's return to the others."

Morro hesitantly nodded and grabbed hold of Wu.

...

"What's taking them so long?" Misako held her hand to her forehead, clearly distressed.

The others were also beginning to get frantic, especially Lloyd.

One of the trees started to rustle and everyone turned around to face the direction the rustling was coming from. Morro, Garmadon and Wu emerged from the trees and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

A moment of relief and happiness occurred, especially when they heard that Thanatos was finally dead. But soon, everyone began to wonder where Stavros was.

"He's..." Wu began, pausing "dead..."

"Dead..? What happened to him?!" Shade asked desperately.

"The fog grew thick, and Thanatos had noticed Stavros' dragon without our realisation. The only option we had to survive was to jump off, but Stavros couldn't..."

"So you abandoned him?!" Kai yelled, grabbing him by the shirt. Even though the ninja began to trust him a little, they were still quite scarred by what had happened before. They were more than prepared for some kind of betrayal or selfish action.

"I wanted to save him, but he didn't let me...He forcefully threw me off the dragon just so I could survive."

Kai sighed and gently let go so Morro didn't fall to the ground "Fine" He replied with an angered tone.

The happiness from their arrival turned to sadness and anger afterwards. As they returned to camp, things felt lonely and much worse than before. Nobody was happy, and Stavros wasn't there to keep everything lively and busy...

Morro and Lloyd silently returned to their tent, both silent from sadness. They didn't even say 'Goodnight' to each other. Just talking was too much for them.

After a long time Lloyd fell asleep. Morro stayed awake, the once joyful face of a jolly centaur turning into a lifeless and emotionless detached head, was an image he'd never forget. What if...he did the same to someone else? It might even happen to Lloyd...

He couldn't bear the thought. All he did was become a part of the camp, he did was not of good use to any of them. What was the point?

Morro stood up and took a purple crystal hidden in his pocket; he walked out towards the tent flap but then stopped to look at Lloyd. He felt more guilt than he already did, but shook off the feeling. He was doing this for the others, not himself.

"It doesn't matter." He muttered "I don't deserve to be here."

After a while of walking a straight path, he finally reached the exit of the camp. He held the crystal in front of him. He already knew what would happen to him once he rubbed the crystal. He was returning to the Twilight realm, Ziroth would already be enraged by Morro's betrayal and probably kill him and erase all knowledge of his existence except for the God himself. Morro hesitated, but then finally lifted his hand to touch the crystal.

Suddenly, he felt someone roughly grab him from behind, sending them both on their knees. The crystal tumbled onto the grass.

"You're going back...aren't you?" It was Lloyd. His eyes were shut tight and his grip grew tighter unto the spirit.

Morro's long hair dangled on his face, covering his eyes "Why does it matter?"

"What do you mean?! Of course it matters! You're too important to me! And who knows what he'll do to you!" Lloyd yelled, but also trembled with his face buried in Morro's clothes.

"But WHY am I IMPORTANT to YOU?!" Morro yelled back and caught Lloyd in awe. He let go of him and was now a space away.

"Morro!-"

"I possessed you! I made you suffer and use your body to hurt your friends! You were weak and I punished you with pain whenever I failed! I almost cursed the entirety of the sixteen realms! SO WHY?!" Morro bent his face in shame. He had always wanted to ask Lloyd this question, but he did not expect nor want the question to come out like this.

Lloyd stayed silent for a while but finally found an answer.

"It doesn't matter what you did. You suffered and because of it, you turned out to do the things you did..." Lloyd paused "But you realised your mistake! You've changed back into the pupil that Wu remembers you for."

Morro stayed silent and still did not look at him face to face

"I have to admit, I was a little scared at first...afraid that you were spying on us because of your relationship with Ziroth. And when we thought you were dead, I kept having nightmares and was afraid to even be in the dark. But all that you did was just a mistake, now I know you better and I know that in reality, you're not a bad person." Lloyd smiled at him.

"But Stavros...his death happened because of me!" Morro was now half trembling while saying this.

"If you waste your life on Ziroth, then you're just going to make Stavros' sacrifice worthless!" Lloyd yelled.

Morro felt as if he had been hit in the stomach. He hadn't thought about his decision like that.

"Please don't go back...I can't bear the thought of what he would do to you..." Lloyd began to get small tears in his eyes and held him once more "Don't..."

Morro couldn't hold it in anymore; he faced Lloyd and buried himself in his chest, tears slid down his cheeks and he began to sob.

"It's okay..." Lloyd smiled, tears spilling from his eyes too. He stroked Morro's long black hair in a comforting way "I promise you, you'll never have to go back there again..."