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A Rainy Day

To whoever it may concern,

It's been approximately two weeks and five days since I arrived back in Ninjago. I brought them to my old housing quarters exactly five days ago.

The cottage's roof rumbled with the thunderous pitter patter of rain as Koso sat at the kitchen table busying himself with detailing mindless accounts of his attempts at training his peculiar relatives.

He didn't even know why he bothered writing this useless report down instead of training them ,but with it basically flooding outside and his young charges too 'exhausted' from last night's lesson to even muster the energy to get out of bed, Koso had no choice ,but to be merciful and allow them this one day of rest.

So with a solid as steel resolve, Koso rambled out a list of thoughts that randomly came mind as he continued to boredly scribble upon the old parchment.

Lloyd Garmadon, the green ninja is what refer to him as, I prefer to call him insufferable brat number one. In many ways he is, not what I was expecting. Then again I cannot exactly be sure of what it was I was expecting to be begin with when I first dug myself out of my own grave. I suppose I'll have to assume the boy is simply product of this strange modern world. The bizarre things I have caught glimpses of during the short time I spent amongst the common people of Ninjago, make me exceptionally pleased my old home was left alone to stay isolated from the outside world as it had been long ago.

For the life of me I cannot understand how anyone had survived living in that world of constant noise and buzz. I suppose I should feel relieved the Garmadon boy has some how managed to not go insane. Still I find myself worrying about him, only occasionally though of course. He has a way of covering up his emotions, in fact he's very good at it. To the naked eye it's easy to see him as any other happy go lucky youth ,but still I cannot shake the feeling there is something under the surface, hidden very well ,but there none the less. He is beginning to remind me of-

'No no, can't write that.' Koso thought as he marked the last fragmented sentence out completely. The information that line would have portrayed was not for anyone else ,but him to know.

Skipping down a space, Koso continued writing.

The other one, Morro has also turned out to be quite surprising. I did expect him to be the more aggressive out of the two ,but I cannot deny that I was taken aback at his abhorrent use of the Ninjagian language when he first arrived. Almost everything that comes out of his mouth is accompanied by some pointless crude phrase. In my opinion the boy talks like this either as a way to portray himself as threatening- a technique I have seen countless mindless thugs use before- or those years spent in the cesspool that was the Cursed Realm gifted him with this unpleasant habit.

The teal eyed man paused momentarily to sigh aloud.

'Probably both.' He thought before continuing.

Thankfully though day by day he seems to be learning to talk more and more like a respectable human being. At the risk of sounding prideful I believe my method of discipline is to thank for that.

All in all, I do believe these boys have the potential to wield my element. What they do with it after is their decision entirely. I only hope that after this is all over they'll at least have the decency to thank me.

Koso paused unsure if he should add anymore. After a beat of silence he let out another sigh before letting his hand move on its own accord.

Though, if they end up hating me for , all of this I can't lie and say I won't be able to understand why. They probably hate me already ,but I can't let that get to me. I need to do this, so I can see Tera again.

Signed,

Koso

As the sedge hat wearing man rested his hand. he couldn't help ,but lean back against his chair and stare up at the ceiling as he thought, 'Tera if...when I complete this task and we meet again on the other side, please understand I did this all for you, for our family. I miss you all so much, and I can't wait to see you again.'

ForgottenFamily

Lloyd was not especially good dealing with boredom nor did he ever claim to be.

The fact he was chained to one of his worst enemies only served to worsen his current dilemma. The blonde tried to ignore it though by tiredly staring out their 'bedroom' window and watching the rain.

He had attempted to go back to sleep earlier ,but Ninjago seemed to be working against him because every time he was close to slipping off a roar of thunder would snatch him from unconsciousness and wake him right back up. Lloyd sighed as he continue to mindlessly stare out at the rain whilst allowing a plethora of thoughts to course through his mind, hoping at least one might distract himself from his boredom.

'I wonder how Kai would react if he saw this.' The blonde pondered as he momentarily glanced at Morro who was staring off into space thinking First Spinjitzu Master knows what.

'He'd probably tackle Morro right off the bat and beat the sh*t out of him." The green ninja had to stifle a giggle at the thought.

'I hope that...he isn't too worried about me. Heck knowing him he's probably out searching me for right now. They all probably are.'

Lloyd frowned whilst trying to give his attention back to the rain as a more...unpleasant thought reared its ugly head inside his mind.

'What if...what if I never see them agai- No! Don't think about that. Of course I'm gonna see them again some crazy guy in a knock off sensei hat isn't gonna be enough to keep me here forever.' The blonde enthusiastically told himself as he attempted to shake all doubt from his mind.

'...but what if he is. ' A faint voice whispered inside his head making Lloyd chance another wary glance at Morro. 'He almost killed you once before, what's to stop him from trying again. It's not like he'll feel any remorse he hates you.'

With determination the blonde quickly pushed the voice down into the back of his mind. 'No don't be silly Lloyd, you defeated him before, plus he's just as powerless as you are in this situation. He won't get the chance to try anything.'

Still though, as his thoughts turned to the former ghost chained to him Lloyd couldn't help ,but the outcome after this whole nightmare was over. He knew he had promised the wind master that they would put aside their past for now so they could escape ,but what would they do once that happened? The green ninja frowned in contemplation.

Morro was a lot of things, but above all he was a criminal and the blonde didn't believe he would be able to live with himself if he let someone as dangerous as the wind master run free.

At that moment unwanted plans of how to best neutralize the former ghost once they escaped began to form inside the green ninja's mind.

'Maybe once we take care of Koso, I should-'

A bolt of lightening that was soon followed by strikingly loud thunder interrupted the blonde's thoughts.

'Well f**k that caught me off guard.' The green ninja thought warily as he looked out once more at the rain. 'I hope this stupid storm ends soon.'

ForgottenFamily

As Morro continued to endlessly pick at the skin of his fingers he suddenly heard a familiar conversation echoing in the back of his mind.

"Why do you do that?"

It took a moment, for Morro to realize Wrayth was talking to him.

"What are you talking about?" The wind master was really getting tired of the chain wielding ghost. He was asking stupid questions and never paid attention when Morro was giving him orders.

"I don't know. It just seems like you're always messing with your hands. Are you nervous or some sh*t?"

The black haired teenager had to take a moment to register the colossally stupid words that came from the chain wielding ghost's mouth before he narrowed his eyes in response. Wrayth was his subordinate he did not have the right to ask such a f**king stupid question. After squelching his temper down to manageable level the wind master flashed the chain wielding ghost a fake smile before speaking.

'Wrayth I have waited for this day for forty years, if you really think I'm anything other than motherf**king ecstatic, you're a stupid f**king idiot.' Is what Morro desperately wanted to say in reply ,but he knew loosing his cool now when escape from this wretched hellhole was just around the corner.

So instead he simply said. "No, Wrayth I'm not nervous."

The chain wielding ghost stared at him blankly in reply. For the life of him, Morro could never figure out what was going through Wrayth's head. They had shared the same cell for forty years, and all the wind master could tell someone about him, was that he was a huge f**king gambling addict and had a bad habit of running his mouth just a bit too much.

The most interaction they had shared throughout the years could be chalked up to nothing more than casual conversation and the occasional offhand game of cards.

"You know you'd be a better liar if you didn't wear your heart on your sleeve so much." Morro's head shot up as his thoughts were interruoted yet again by Wrayth's raspy voice.

"Excuse me?" The wind master shot back whilst narrowing his eyes even more.

"You show your emotions more than you think. Makes you easier to read." His subordinate replied as if he were giving him mundane advice on how to play poker.

"...you want to play some cards?"

"What?" The wind master asked turning to face his subordinate with an incredulous look.

"Well we're gonna be waiting here sitting on our a**es till the portal f**king opens, why not try to pass the time?"

"...fine"

Morro couldn't help ,but smirk as the memory gradually receded from his mind. Whatever corner of the departed realm, Wrayth was floating around in now, he hoped his old acquaintance couldn't see him now.

If he could he'd probably laugh his a** off