So how's school for you all I personally am going to die
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NinjagoMLP: Like, 3 people. But in their defense, they thought the others were going to come right back.
Entity: Unlikely that there would be bad guys there in the first place, unless they were setting the fire, but then they would skedaddle. xd
Monile: JUST ANOTHER DAY IN NINJAGO
Ebony: Just another day in Ninjago.
Windy: It probably caught on fire or something. xd
Despite how great a disaster the fire had appeared to be at first, it really wasn't that hard to take care of it. Not with two water masters.
After surrounding the ghosts in a protective bubble supplied by Nya 2, Nya 1 lifted the entire ocean around Stiix, immersing the whole city in water for a moment and putting out the fires. They then took a quick round around the city to make sure no one had been swept out to sea. Once they were satisfied with their job, they sought out the answer to why the city was on fire in the first place. They got the answer from a group of drenched villagers, who told them about Bansha's attack.
Apparently a group of archers had shot flaming arrows into the city about 15 minutes before the ninja had arrived, setting the entire city ablaze. Lloyd shuddered to think about what would have happened if they had arrived only a few hours later. Once they got the full story, they finally headed back to the base, towards home, and, more importantly, food.
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"Brother!" Sensei hugged his elder brother tight in greeting, the grey-haired man gladly returning it. "It is good to see you again."
"As it is to see you, Wu." Garmadon 2 smiled warmly as he pulled away, clasping Sensei's shoulders.
"And Morro!" Sensei turned a bit to look at his student. "You're alive!" Morro 2 smiled a bit, nodding.
"Clouse tried to cast a spell on us, but Cole interrupted it and the unfinished spell hit me. It turned me human somehow." He shrugged. "Now, I don't mean to be rude, but our already-small food supply was stolen on the way back, and we've barely eaten in around three days, so we're all starving.
"I don't usually agree with Morro, but, yeah, we really need to eat." Jay 2 nodded.
"Then by all means." Sensei beckoned them towards the dining room. "But I hope to hear the full story afterwards, including explanations as to why you didn't simply teleport back, and…" He cast a glance at Lloyd 2, who Kai 1 was carrying towards the dining room. "…what happened to my nephew's leg… again."
"In due time." Garmadon 2 assured him. "But first, we eat."
And eat they did, and quickly, despite Sensei's warnings not to eat too much too fast. A couple of them felt sick afterwards, but it was better than the starving. The Nyas left after the meal to assemble a new leg for Lloyd 2 while the others told Sensei, Harry, and Nico the full story of what had happened since they left.
The Nyas succeeded in making a working leg for Lloyd before nightfall, and he spent an hour before going to bed practicing walking around. The others sat around in the living room/den, talking, joking, and cuddling in some instances. Most of the group stayed up until nearly midnight, since all of them were off sleep-wise due to the days spent wandering in tunnels. Finally, they all went to bed, all of them falling asleep quickly after the events of the day. For a long time, all was quiet.
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Lloyd A awoke to the quiet beeping of his alarm clock in the middle of the night.
For a moment, he wondered why the heck his alarm was going off when it was clearly far too early. Then he remembered. Turning it off, Lloyd sat up, swinging his leg over the side of his bed and grabbing his prosthetic to attach it to his stump of a leg. Once it was secure, he knelt next to his bed and pulled out a small box from underneath it. Opening it up, he pulled out a small knife. Carefully, he slid his thumb along the blade, and a thin line of blood appeared. It was razor sharp. Good. Standing up, the blond gripped the handle of his knife firmly, quietly leaving his room.
It took him a little while to find Morro, due to how many bedrooms there were in the base, but he eventually found him at the far side of the building. Alone. Slipping inside and closing the door behind him, the blond crept over next to the bed, heart pounding as his prosthetic squeaked softly. Morro didn't stir. Crouching a bit, Lloyd grabbed the sleeping boy's left hand and held the knife up to it. For a moment, he hesitated, staring down at the wind master's peaceful face. Maybe he shouldn't do this…
…it was too late to back out now. Taking Morro's hand by the tips of his fingers, Lloyd took the knife, and, in one clean slice, chopped all his fingers off.
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A scream jarred Lloyd 1 from his sleep.
Though he was getting increasingly fed up with being woken up in the middle of the night, Lloyd dragged himself out of bed to investigate. He heard another cry, then slamming doors as he ventured out into the hall. What was going on? As he hurried down the hall, he heard footsteps heading in his direction, and slowed a bit, afraid it was an enemy. A moment later, the figure rounded the corner. Morro 2?
"Morro, what's going-" the blond cut off abruptly as the wind master stepped into a beam of moonlight, stopped in his tracks by horror.
Morro was covered in blood.
His fingers- his fingers on his left hand were gone. He was clutching his left hand with his right, and both his hands and arms were so soaked with blood that he almost couldn't tell where it was coming from. But he could see the stumps on his left hand where four of his fingers used to be. Morro was shaking, sobbing. Both from pain and fear. Snapping out of his daze, Lloyd dashed forward, demanding,
"What happened? Who did this to you?!" The wind master shook his head, closing his eyes as he sobbed. He was crying too hard to answer. "Come with me. Hurry." Lloyd grabbed his bloody arm, pulling him down the hall towards the medical bay. He had to stop the bleeding. Glancing over his shoulder, Lloyd froze at the sight of a figure standing in the same beam of light that Morro had been in only moments before.
It was the other him. He had a blank, expressionless look on his face. The only sign of emotion was his narrowed eyes.
Clutched in one hand was a bloody knife.
"He did this?" Lloyd whispered in shock. Morro turned to look behind him, then his eyes widened in alarm and he broke out of the blond's grasp, darting forward and around the corner. That must be a yes. "Alright, that doesn't matter right now." Lloyd hurried after him to find him huddled against the wall. "We need to get you to the medical bay so we can stop the bleeding." Morro shook his head, trying to rub the tears off his face and only succeeding in smearing blood across it. "Come on!" Though he was reluctant to move for some reason, the wind master let Lloyd drag him down the hall and into the medical bay.
"What's going on?" A voice asked as the blond flipped on the lights to help him find his bandages. A glance over his shoulder revealed Jessica, just in time to see her eyes widen in horror and her stumble back against the doorframe at the sight of all the blood.
"Go get Andreea." Lloyd ordered, finally locating a wad of bandages. Jessica didn't move.
"Are- are you-"
"I'm not hurt, it's Morro. Go, now!" Covering her mouth with her hands, his girlfriend ran off. Taking the gauze, Lloyd got Morro to sit down against the wall, then pressed the cloth against his wounds. The wind master cried out as the bandages pressed against his open wounds, trying to pull away, but Lloyd grabbed his wrist. "We have to stop the bleeding." He said firmly. Morro wasn't listening, and kept trying to jerk his hand away, but the blond didn't let go. Finally, just as he gave up on trying to get away, Andreea arrived, her entrance announced by her gasp upon seeing Morro, soaked with blood.
"What- how-" she stammered.
"I'll explain in a minute." Lloyd pulled the gauze away from Morro's wounds, causing the dark-haired boy to cry out again. "Can you heal him?"
"I… I can't regrow his fingers, but…"
"Can you stop the bleeding?"
"I can do that." Andreea knelt next to the crying teen, ignoring the blood on the floor around him and touching his hand as her fingers started to glow. As Lloyd watched, skin grew over the open wounds, staunching the bleeding, and Morro's panicked breaths calmed a bit. After a few moments, Andreea pulled her hand away, and Morro cautiously opened his eyes. He began to shake again at the sight of the blood still coating his hands and arms, and squeezed his eyes shut, starting to sob again. Lloyd scooted closer and hugged him – he was already too covered in blood to care about a little more. As the wind master buried his face in his shoulder, Lloyd said quietly,
"Thank you, Andreea." She nodded.
"What happened to him?"
"He… hasn't been able to speak since it happened, but… I saw my double standing in the hallway with a bloody knife. And he looked… scary. And when Morro saw him, he panicked and ran. I think my double snuck up while he was asleep and sliced his fingers off." Andreea's eyes widened in horror.
"No… no, why…"
"Go find him. Please. He's wandering around somewhere, and I'm afraid he's… unstable." Still looking horrified at the suggestion that her boyfriend had done this, the brunette stood and hurried out of the room. "Jessica," Lloyd called over to his girlfriend, who was standing just outside the room. "Can you wake everyone up? Tell them what happened?" She nodded, running off. "It's okay." The blond said softly, hopefully loud enough for Morro to hear him through his sobs. "Andreea healed you. You're gonna be fine."
"'m not… n-not fine…" Morro managed through his sobs. "M-my fingers…"
"I know, I know." Lloyd rubbed his back, cringing at the sticky feeling of blood all over him. "But we can fix this. Just relax. It's gonna be okay." Morro didn't answer for about five minutes. At that point, he managed to stop crying, and whispered,
"I w-want this b-blood o-off of m-me…"
"Can you stand up?" The wind master nodded, pulling away a bit and letting Lloyd pull him up with him as he stood. The black-haired boy looked up to meet his eyes, then flinched away. "What?"
"Th-there's blood on you t-too.." Morro lowered his eyes again, then shut them. There was blood everywhere.
"Come on." Lloyd pulled him over to the sink, where he wet a towel and began cleaning the blood off Morro's face. The black-haired teen didn't fight, just sat quietly on the floor. Once he was done with his face, Lloyd cleaned his right hand and arm, then his left arm, but paused when he came to his hand. Morro was silent, so the blond began to clean the blood off of what was left of his fingers. Morro flinched, but didn't open his eyes or speak.
"You'll have to change your clothes." The blond said at last, letting go of his hand and starting to try to scrub the blood off his own face.
"Mm-hmm." Morro hummed in response.
"Morro!" Sensei's face came from the doorway, and the wind master jumped, looking up in surprise to see the older man hurrying towards him. "Jessica told me what happened. How are you doing?"
"Not… n-not good." The bloody teen whispered.
"My nephew has been found and locked up. He will not harm you again." Morro visibly relaxed at that.
"I… I need some rest…" He whispered. "L-lost a lot of blood…"
"Do you wish to go back to your room?"
"No, no… not there." He shook his head. "S-somewhere not covered in blood."
"You could sleep in my room if you wish.
"C-can Lloyd come?"
"Of course."
"Then y-yeah…"
"Alright." Sensei watched as Lloyd helped Morro to his feet, then supported him as their Sensei lead them down the halls to his own room. Once they arrived, Morro climbed into bed, falling asleep even before Lloyd could climb in next to him. The blond had no such luck falling asleep, too panicked by the events of the last hour to calm down in the slightest. So instead he stared at Morro's disfigured hand, a million questions racing through his head. One, pressing question stood out from the rest.
Why?
Me: The city being on fire wasn't really that bad!
You: Yay!
Me: Now here's something much worse
You: The f-
~FFF
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