Okay, okay, I know, I was on hiatus for A G E S but I have a reason! I am owning up to this - I haven't been in the place for writing recently since I've been stressed, depressed and weighed down by homework as well as the pressures of trying to keep my relationship alive as well as dealing with all of the changes in store for a recently-out non-binary in secondary school.
So yeah. Also, our WiFi has been acting up really bad, and I haven't been getting signal much in my room, which is where I write, so there's that as well, not to mention the fact that I now have a Wattpad account and I've been on that, just reading, I've been trying to catch up with what I've been reading because I'm behind on those as well, and I've been trying to get my sleep schedule to exist like it used to, since Remy seems to have just disappeared. (That's a Sanders Sides joke, don't worry if you don't get it. No one I know has actually gone missing.)
Anyway, I want to thank you all for waiting so long without leaving any passive aggressive reviews or anything about how I need to update again. Also, quick shoutout to the amazing CheezPretzel! Thank you so much for everything you've done for me, and I hope that your life will be as amazing as you are :D
Now, without further ado, here's the next chapter of "Help Her!" . Enjoy!
Chapter 22
Chamille, still disguised as Lloyd, creeps through the ninjas' monastery, seeking out their Nindroid 'brother'. She passes each ninja's door quietly, secretly wishing she had some way to determine which room each ninja sleeps in.
"Greetings, Lloyd. Are you okay, brother?" Zane's voice, cool and chill, comes from behind her, and she rapidly turns around.
"Oh, hiya Zane." she replies, desperately hoping she isn't too far out of character. Thankfully, Zane doesn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary. "Yeah, i'm okay. How are you? That mission was really something, eh?" Zane smiles softly as 'Lloyd' chuckles nervously.
"Yes, it was." he smiles before it soon drops, his face becoming slightly more concerned. "Are you sure that you're okay, Lloyd? You seem a bit... off. As if something is bothering you." Chamille quickly shakes her head, waving a gloved hand dismissively.
"I'm fine." Zane nods slowly and cracks another slight, friendly smile before opening the door to his right. Chamille acts as if she's turning to walk further down the hallway before spinning back around. "Actually, Zane," the Nindroid pokes his head out of the room and fixes 'Lloyd' with a slightly concerned expression, "do you think I could talk to you for a second, please?"
"Of course, brother."
'Lloyd' walks into Zane's room and swings the door shut behind herself, fixing her eyes on Zane with what Chamille hopes is a blank expression.
"What is bothering you, Lloyd?" Zane turns to face the Green Ninja even as Chamille drops the act and attacks. The Master of Ice has no time to call for help before being pinned to the floor by the Master of Form. She quickly tries her best to incapacitate the White Ninja, soon silencing him before finding a power switch on his arm. Grinning maliciously, she flicks the switch, causing Zane's eyes to flicker even as he whispers to her one last time.
"So you really are a Traitor." he sighs as his eyes go black. Chamille's grin wavers as she digs through the compartments on Zane's arm, searching for the key to her commander's cell. She soon finds the key and drops Zane's unconscious titanium body to the floor. He hits the wooden ground with a dull thud as she turns and runs out of the room, swinging the door shut behind her. She tears down the hallways, eyes flicking left and right, anxiously watching for any sign of one of the inhabitants of the monastery. Thankfully for her, no one shows their face.
She reaches Claire's holding room and triumphantly waves the key around with a wide grin on her face. Claire immediately jumps up from the cold metal floor and punches the air in success and jubilation. This is it. She's finally getting out of here!
Chamille grins as she shakily unlocks the door. It swings outwards and Claire races out of the cell, throwing her arms around the Master of Form and pressing her lips to her cheek. The two girls laugh quietly, struggling to keep their joy secret. Finally, after a few minutes, their senses return. Chamille pulls a communicator from her back pocket and sends a quick message to Steven to come pick them up. He soon replies with 'I'm on my way'.
Chamille sucks in a breath as she shifts back into Lloyd's form, gripping Claire's wrist tightly. The other girl sends a smile before they exit the room.
Then they hear the ninja.
The six remaining teens enter the building, their voices mingling as they walk in a herd through the passageways. Chamille holds her breath as she pulls Claire round a corner and pokes her head out nervously.
The ninja, along with Pixal and Skylor, pass by without even a glance towards them.
Chamille slowly exhales before stepping forward and dragging her commander out from behind her. The two girls run towards their freedom, the faint sounds of a jet pack getting louder and clearer by the second.
Steven drops down into the courtyard, a new mask covering his face. He visibly eases when he sees Claire and Chamille emerge from the monastery without a scratch. He lunges forwards and scoops Claire up into his arms, lifting her up slightly and spinning her around. He gently lowers her as Chamille clears her throat, and Steven reaches out his left hand, which she takes. He then wraps his right arm around Claire's waist as his new jet pack ignites, carrying the trio off the ground and over the walls of the courtyard.
"Shall we leave them a farewell gift?" Steven chuckles as Claire and Chamille smirk and nod in unison. "Claire, my back pocket." The commander reaches into the back pocket and pulls out a grenade. She grins and snickers evilly as she pulls the pin and throws the explosive downwards towards the building below. The jet pack lifts them higher and higher into the light blue sky as the roof gets blown apart, bits and pieces flying into the air and tumbling into the courtyard. The murals on the wall get scratched and ruined by the shrapnel, the colours broken and shattered by rips and tears. Small chipping of stone fly, a few bouncing off of Steven's helmet and armour as the rest ricochet in all directions. One slices Claire's right cheek before she can move her head while another one lodges itself in a gap in Chamille's chestplate, digging into her skin uncomfortably. Satisfied with the damage, the trio soar away into the unknown, laughing maniacally.
I know this chapter is short and pretty much just filler but I'm just trying to get things out again. I'm now on half term break, so hopefully I'll have some more chapters for deifferent stories out more this week.
For now, folks, this is all. I hope you all enjoyed this, and as usual, all reviews and DM's are more than welcome. If you have any suggestions, plot ideas, questions or feedback or would simply like a chat, just send me a message or leave a review and I'll get back to you at some point.
Thank you all so much for your patience. I hope you all have a good week.
See y'all later, guys, gals and non-binary pals!
Peace out!
-LunaPikazard
