Title: Project Hero: 108
Category: Cartoons » Hero: 108
Author: Cahaya Sidur
Language: English, Rating: Rated: K+
Genre: Friendship
Published: 19-03-16
Words: 656
Disclaimer: I do not own Hero: 108.
AN: Just...gave up on the 'w' name for the chapters...gonna start naming them without w. This is very very loosely based on a Ninjago fic I read but can't find/remember.
Jumpy looked around the prisons, eyes widening at the many people there. He hadn't before thought how many people 107 were, even though he lived in a village of approximately that number. They were all turned away from him except for one, who was lying on his back, tossing a glowing purple ball up to the ceiling and catching it before doing it again.
His dark eyes caught Jumpy's, and he tilted his head, before going back to what he was doing.
Jumpy heard the sound of screaming, and tilted his head. Another escape. Probably going to fail. But, then again, desperation was an amazing factor to consider.
NoHands looked at the prisoners that gathered. "We're getting out of here."
Surprise rippled through the crowd. Along with Latifah, Red-Faced Kwan, Apetrully and Woo, the formidable five were known as heartless wardens that kept them there, honing their abilities to help them.
"Project Hero: 108 is over. But Highroller refuses to end it. So we're getting out of here."
Sonia scowled. "You kept us here for almost all of our lives and then expect us to cooperate with you to get out?"
"Would you rather die then?"
"I think we would rather die than help you."
Murmurs of agreement joined hers.
NoHands growled in frustration. They needed the might of all 108 mutants and hybrids in order escape.
"We need all of the heroes in order to orchestrate an escape. The joint combination will be hard to control."
Kowloon shouted out. "What's in it for us?"
"Freedom."
That one word caught everyone's attention.
"When we shut down project 108 and silence Highroller, revealing him to the Emperor, we'll be asking for pardons. You can see your families and friends again."
Whispers went around.
"So…what do you think?"
Cheers arose then, though half-hearted. Just then, Jumpy frowned.
"108 of us?"'
NoHands nodded as everyone turned to the small boy. "Why?"
"Lin Chung's not here."
Jumpy sighed. After endless weeks trying to convince Lin Chung to help, he had only refused them because of the five's treatment of him ever since he was young. Desperation gripped them all, and they decided to try the plan without him.
But he had surprised them.
Handing Jumpy a letter he told to give to someone, he had single-handedly used his Harmonic Energy (which was thought by all to be uncontrollable) and defeated Highroller's only and most powerful ally - Twin Masters - but had been killed by the Captain of the Guards by mistake. After much screaming and yelling and negotiations, the Emperor had granted them amnesty, and had let them return to their families.
But, for now, they were all remaining in the Capital in order to attend Lin Chung's funeral.
His head popped up as he heard a voice calling out. "Come on, mother. Careful."
He had a feeling about this, and stood up, moving outside. He saw a boy with dark hair, about 14, helping an old lady to her feet. He looked an awful lot like…
Jumpy hopped up to them. "Hello."
The man startled, eyes narrowing suspiciously. "Hello."
"Are you Lin Meng?"
The man nodded.
Jumpy took an educated guess. "Are you Lin Chung's brother?"
The old woman nearly collapsed upon hearing the name, while the 14 year old frowned at him. "What's it got to do with you?"
"What are you doing in the city?"
"Living with our cousins. Our land was sold off."
Jumpy frowned. "So you haven't heard of the funeral?"
"What funeral?"
Jumpy let out a sad whine. This was no way for them to find out. But he handed them a letter. "Lin Chung told me to give this to you."
"Is he-?" the boy looked hopeful for a second, but the look was quashed down by Jumpy's tear-filled eyes. He couldn't get over the fact that out of everyone there, Lin Chung had trusted him to deliver the letter.
"I'm sorry."