I'm kinda disappointed with the reactions to the last chapter. Turns out the little voice in the back of my head saying no one likes Indigo anyway was partially right.
Review replies:
Ebony: Bad guys can't take a hint.
Entity: Oh, eventually. If they're lucky. And yes, that reminds me.
Nicktastic: If it didn't it would be boring.
Zena: But Owen... didn't do anything.
"I am so sorry." Nya A apologized for the fifth time. "Really, we had no idea you two went in there. If we had…"
"It's fine, really." Indigo held up a hand to stop her. "It's for the best, after all. If you hadn't flooded the city, I wouldn't have gotten to poke around in Morro's head." The wind master glared at her.
"I saved your life." He said irritably. "I did not 'let you poke around in my head'. Doing that was just rude."
"Hey, I saved your life two minutes before that." The void mistress shot back. "So that makes us even."
"Hmph. I guess." Morro folded his arms. After he had passed out, Indigo had apparently used his body to keep Indigo A and Owen from falling off the rooftop when the Nyas sloshed water over it in an attempt to get rid of all the ghosts. Then, all the good guys had gathered in the courtyard, and, after the water masters dried a space for the ghosts to stand in, they had explained everything. The Nyas were horrified that they almost killed three of the good guys, and had apologized over and over again. Despite everything that went wrong, though, the city was theirs.
"When do we get an explanation of exactly what happened there, Indigo?" Nicole spoke up. The dream mistress was fascinated by Indigo's true potential, since she had never reached hers or seen one before.
"Well.. I was really really mad at Bansha, 'cause she killed Simon." Indigo nodded towards the kid, who was sitting with his parents on the other side of the room. "And all I could think about was how much I hated her. But then it occurred to me that that's what was keeping me from reaching my full potential. I had a grudge against basically everyone. So I forgave people and then I started glowing and stuff."
"How'd you make all the ghosts poof?" Nicole asked, listening intently.
"I drained their energy. All of it. Ghosts basically run on it, so without it they die. And in my true potential form, I can drain energy from multiple targets at a time, without touching them. I did it to Gray too – except he didn't die, he just conked out. He must have gotten washed away in the flood."
"Good riddance." Morro muttered.
"Your powers are permanently stronger after your true potential." Kai B said from where he leaned against the wall. "Maybe you can still take energy without touching people."
"Hmm." Indigo reached out towards Morro, who cringed, but nothing happened. "Guess not."
"Guess not." Kai agreed. "Maybe you can just drain energy faster or something."
"Maybe." Indigo shrugged. "So what now?"
"Next, we should take-" Kai was interrupted by Lloyd B coming into the room, looking frustrated.
"We have a problem." He said loudly. Once he had everyone's attention, he continued. "When the Preeminent ruled this city, she sometimes had people killed for defying her. They became ghosts, but then they were allowed to return to their families. When we flooded the city, we killed all those people." The Nyas flinched. "There are a bunch of angry people outside. What do we do?"
"Promise we'll get them their loved ones back once we get the Preeminent killed, for starters." Lloyd's father said.
"I'm not sure if they'll be satisfied with that." The blond frowned.
"Well… tell them that their loved ones would be happy to sacrifice themselves if they knew it meant their friends and family would be safe." Garmadon knew that firsthand. He did exactly that.
"Okay." Lloyd turned to leave, and Morro B followed him out. As Kai began detailing ideas for their next move, Indigo stood up, grabbed Morro's arm, and lead him over to the far side of the room.
"Hey, what are you-" He started, but she interrupted him.
"Believe it or not, it was a good thing for you that I got to poke around in your head." He blushed a bit, frowning.
"Why's that?"
"Cause now I know I can trust you." She said simply, then walked away. "Oh, and Nicole likes you too." She said over her shoulder.
"She- she what?" He exclaimed, then quickly lowered his voice as he remembered the girl in question was nearby.
"Likes you." Indigo repeated. "Romantically. Make your move already, you're worse than Lloyd and Jessica." He blushed harder, but fortunately it looked like Nicole wasn't looking. She… liked him back? Or Indigo was just messing with him. He was too shy to take the chance.
He needed a breath of fresh air. Quietly, he left the room, making his way through the palace where they had made their base. After a couple minutes, he arrived at a side exit, where he slipped out onto the streets. He walked around a block a couple times, listening to the sounds of people, sounds of life. It was never like this when he was in charge.
After a few minutes, he felt a tickle on his arm, and looked down to see a thin vine coiling around it. What the…?
A moment later, it yanked him to the side and his head slammed against the side of a building. Everything went black.
TheDarknessReturn
"Wakey wakey kingy kingy! Wakey wakey! Wakey! Wake up! Hey! Wake up! Hello! Helloooooooooooooo! Wake up! Why isn't he waking up? Gray, why isn't he waking up?" A sigh. "Come on, Gray, you're not fooling anyone. I know you can talk."
"I never said I couldn't talk."
"Then why didn't you answer me?"
"He's unconscious, Claire. I slammed him against a wall. Saying 'wake up' over and over isn't going to make him wake up any sooner." His head hurt. Morro groaned as pain stabbed through him, trying to reach up and rub his head but finding himself unable to move.
"Aha! You were wrong! He's awake now, see?"
"That's a fallacy! Just because A happened before B doesn't mean A caused B!"
"Spare me your pathetic 'logic', Gray." Morro opened his eyes to see why he couldn't move, and gasped in alarm as he saw dozens of vines wrapped around him. He couldn't move an inch.
"Well good morning sleepyhead." The wind master lifted his head to see two figures standing in front of him, a girl with two black braids and a boy in a grey hoodie. Claire and Grey, the masters of jinx and plants. The pair that once delivered Lloyd and Morro B to him.
"What do you want with me?" He asked softly, trying to keep his voice from wavering.
"You just get right to the point, don't you?" Claire sighed. "Well, quite frankly, we have orders to kill you." Morro's eyes went wide. "But, honestly, we're a much bigger fan of money than doing what the Preeminent says, so first we're going to send a ransom demand to your buddies. And, well, if they don't give us enough money in time, we'll kill you. Sound cool?" Morro just stared for a few moments. The ninja… they didn't really have any money. Or very little, anyway. If they didn't give them what they wanted or rescued him in time… "Aw, you look so scared. Cheer up, all it's gonna do is turn you into a ghost."
"That's worse." The dark-haired boy whispered. "The only reason the Preeminent would want me dead is so she could torture me." His captor blinked.
"Man, it must suck to be you." She remarked. "Oh well. Better hope your friends are generous!" She walked away, snapping her fingers, and Gray followed. As soon as they were out of the room, Morro began to struggle, but the vines only tightened around him, one slithering up and loosely wrapping around his neck. He didn't dare struggle anymore after that. Claire was right, he could only hope the others did something. There was no way he could escape on his own. Lloyd, please don't leave me here…
I swear I'm not torturing him just for the sake of torturing him this is important for the plot
In other news, I don't suppose you guys would mind helping me name chapters, would you? Like, just reading the old chapters when you get a chance and sending me name suggestions? I'm often too frazzled after writing for hours to come up with decent names.
~FFF