Hey everyone! School was cancelled for tomorrow (we're having a snow day in April!), so I decided to stay up late and write. This is the sequel to Kiss The Muse. I'd strongly suggest reading that first. This is set a couple weeks after the first (in between DoD and HoT). Like the first story, it's not exactly Canon, but it fits within the Canon storyline. Anywho, please enjoy!

"Help me! Someone, please help me!"

The woman staggered through the city clutching to her shawl. People would have thought her drunk, but the village knew she didn't drink.

No, she was sick, and she needed help.

Villagers scowled at her and dragged their children inside. She heard the slamming of doors and fought back tears. She began to cough, and a greenish enzyme came out. Repulsed at herself, she flicked it onto the ground.

"Come in," one woman offered.

The woman looked up and instantly recognized the woman, but she wasn't sure from where. She followed her inside and was appalled at what she saw. A man, the woman's husband, lay on a cushion, afflicted with the same disease.

She stepped backward in horror, "What have I done?"

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Nya yawned, "Just a minute!" She set her phone down and slid out of bed. She felt for her crutches in the dark and picked them up. Moments later, after tripping over several clothing articles she had carelessly thrown on the floor the night before, she reached the door.

Nobody was there.

"Really? It's five thirty in the morning! Whichever one of you's messing with me, I will get you!"

"Nobody's up besides you and me Nya," Zane replied from the guys' across the hall, "and I assure you, I wasn't messing with you. Pixal can attest for me."

"I believe you Zane. I was probably just hearing things. Never mind," Nya shut her door and was about to crawl back under her covers when she heard the tapping again. This time, it was clearly coming from her window.

Sighing, she clicked on her light and hobbled across the room. She pulled open the blinds and was met with a smirk that haunted her nightmares.

"Melina," she spoke coolly, "What do you want? How'd you get out of jail?"

Melina rested her arms, "I have my ways. Kryptarium Prison has its weak spots."

"So you came here just to say hi?" Nya folded her arms, "yeah right!"

"No, I came here to warn you."

"Warn me about what?"

"You ninja, are in danger, you especially," Melina replied, "While in Kryptarium, I did my research. I'm dying Nya."

"You deserve it after all you did," Nya retorted.

"It's my curse. You can only steal so many kisses before it effects you. I guess I stole my share. Anyway, where was I? At Kryptarium I got reading, one of those fairytale books like your friend Cole has. There's more to the legend than just the tale of the muse. Unfortunate for the wife, she doesn't get much of a happily ever after. The same disease the muse succumbs to affects her brother and husband and all the other artists."

"So you're saying Jay, Kai, Lloyd, and Zane could all have this disease too?" Nya stepped backwards, shaking her head, "That can't be. Jay, Kai, and Lloyd are perfectly healthy, and Zane's a nindroid. He can't get sick."

"There's hope for them though. The men in the story all get over it. It's yourself you should be worried about," Melina explained.

"Me?"

"Yes, like mono, there's reason to believe the disease is spread by kissing. Assuming you have kissed Jay, the disease is you too, but there's no documentation of a woman ever surviving this. We're ticking time bombs Nya, unless you come with me. I have reason to believe there's a cure."

"Why should I believe you?" Nya asked. It wasn't so much she didn't believe Melina, she saw the concern on her face, it was that she didn't want to.

"After what I did to you, there really is no reason you should. I'm asking you to. Please Nya, let me redeem myself."

"You're right, after what you did to me, I have no reason to believe you. Get away from me! I don't want to see you again!" Nya shouted.

Melina shook her head, "I'm sorry Nya." With that, she spun around and disappeared into the dusk.

Nya sat down on her bed, shaking. She wasn't sure if it from the cold or the news she'd just heard. She couldn't be dying, could she? If she was, how long would she have? Should she have gone with Melina? Her head began to hurt. The others were perfectly healthy. She felt fine. How could she be dying?

A knock on her door shook her out of her thoughts. Jay opened it a crack, "Hey Nya. Zane has breakfast ready... are you okay?"

Nya smiled at him, "my head just hurts a little. I'm fine," she told him. She picked up her crutches and followed him to the kitchen. She felt dizzy like she wasn't fully awake, only she had been up for hours.

The others were already in the kitchen pulling out plates and making coffee. They muttered their habitual "good mornings" and made their way to the table.

See, they're perfectly fine, Nya told herself. Black dots gathered in her eyes. Perfectly fine. So am I.

"Nya!" Jay shouted.

The others rushed towards her in slow motion.

We're all perfectly fine.

Nya buckled over.

Well, that was the first chapter. More will be up soon, or not so soon depending on my motivation. I'm sorry for such a cliffhanger on the first chapter, but I like to keep the plot moving in my stories. There's no time for fluff unless fluff is what I'm going for throughout the whole piece. I hope you all enjoyed. Thanks for reading and reviewing! God bless!

#God's Not Dead!

#Proud Ninjnerd (and book nerd) (and nerd in general)