Yups! Finally did it! A ninjago one shots! Yay!... This is a side project to get my mind off other stories I'm working on and to write on whims... so yeah...
Anyways, I'll gladly take requests and ideas as well as opinions. So please tell me if you've got any.
I guess that's all? Yeah pretty good intro if you ask me.First story is Cole-centric and I was feeling a little depressed so here is a depressing story.I have a head canon that the eye next/beneath his scar is a ghost eye. To me its black and glowing green with a white circle in the centre... did I explain that right?Warning: Self-harming, blood, cuts, maybe language and my grammar as well as styleDisclaimer: Definitely not mine
Shot 1: Numb
Cole jerked awake, eyes wide, panting furiously as if he couldn't get enough air into his lungs. A sweat drop slide down his forehead and fell on his clenching fist.
His eyes widen even more (which seemed impossible) and he ripped his blanket off, jumped to his feet and rush into the bathroom, uncaring smashing the door close.
Inside the titled room, the raven leaned heavily against the sink, getting as close as possible to the mirror and stare at his reflection.
A young man, with disheveled black hair, an ugly, freaky green, lightning shape scar and bi-coloured eyes, one pitch black and the other an equally freaky, glowing green, ghost eye, staring right back at him. The intensity of his focus rivaled a scientific with a new bacterium.
After a second or two, he calmed down and let out a relief sigh. Tense muscles relax as the black ninja leaned backwards, accessing the sink like a normal person.
He turned on the tap and let the cool water caress his hands... only to tense again. Eyes, he didn't realised he'd closed, snapped opened as he watched the water descend on his hands.
But... No... This couldn't be happening!
The anxiety that just left him, returned to reclaim him with full vengeance.
He yank the the tap close and wrenched the cabinet open and looked for anything sharp. His eyes felt on his razor and without thinking, took it and graze it across his wrist.
It was barely a scratch, the presence of blood almost absent but whatever reaction Cole was hoping for obviously didn't happen since he only panicked more.
He pushed the blade deeper into the skin, drawing more blood that dropped onto the white sink. His hyperventilation increase as was the number of cuts and the amount of crimson liquid. He kept mumbling something under his breath but it became even more incomprehensible.
Engrossed in his task, the raven didn't hear the bathroom door open, neither the gasp of horror and even less the voice calling his name.
It wasn't until a pair of hands forcefully separated his own and twisted his right hand, causing the blade to drop on the spattered floor, that he was pulled out of his trance.
Blinking out the tears that kept on forming, Cole stilled, all movement coming to and end as he realised in what deep trouble he was in
Aaaaaaand here you readers has the privilege of decide who it was that found Cole in that state (wonderful opportunity for Shipper if you ask me).That aside, if anyone has any ideas for any of the ninja (Cole is my favourite so I don't mind writing a lot about him) please let me know. Oh and if you guys have any head canon, let me know so I can accord it to your ideas. (I'll only mention mine when needed)With that said, see you next chap,CIPS: To Guess (The big Ninjago and Nexo fan) I'm working on your story, it's just taking me a little time, sorry for that...
