Enola's P.O.V.
Scared. Terrified. Where was I?
"Enola, what happened?" The boy at my bedside touched my cheek. I flinched away.
"Who are you?" I asked, pulling the sheets closer to me.
The boy looked as though I'd hit him. "Enola, it's me. Kai." He whispered. His voice began to crack and his eyes pleaded with me.
"Who?" I asked. His face fell.
"Kai, what's wrong?" A girl came in.
"Enola... doesn't remember me." The boy's voice shook. The girl looked at me.
"How could she not?" The girl insisted.
"Who're you?" I asked. She paled.
"Stop it! You have to remember!" The girl yelled. I crawled away, beginning to cry.
"Nya, stop." The boy sighed. "She... she doesn't remember."
Remember what? I tried to think about my past, but waves of pain went through my mind, and I screamed. I clutched my head, whimpering. I felt arms around me, and I didn't fight them. "It hurts..." I whispered, crying. The arms pulled me closer, and I sobbed into someone's chest.
"What's going on?" Another girl's voice asked. The first girl answered, bitter.
"She can't remember us." I didn't want to look; they were obviously disappointed. I felt another wave of pain and screamed again.
Jessica's P.O.V.
I watched Enola sob into Kai's chest. He just held her tightly and I saw Nya holding back tears. I looked at Celeta. Can you help her?
I will try. Celeta flew onto the bed, and I felt her touch Enola's mind. Enola's screams grew soft and she became limp again Kai's chest. She's asleep. But something is wrong; everything in her mind has been locked.
Uh, translation? I asked.
Her memoires, identity, everything, are behind closed doors. Unfortunately, I was unable to do anything, so to soothe her pain, I lulled her to sleep. Celeta explained.
I stayed silent. Whatever happened when Enola had been captured was still affecting her, and it seemed permanent. Nya walked out of the room closing the door. "What did they do to her?" She asked no one, shaking her head.
Having no answer, I walked away, holding back my own tears. I could still vividly remember the pain from when the spirits of my father had possessed me; but if Enola's mind had been forcibly locked away, her pain had to have been on such a scale mine looked like a stubbed toe.
Are you sure there's nothing you can do? I insist.
Yes. For now, we should let her rest. Celeta answered.
No P.O.V.
A week passed. It quickly became clear Enola was unable to remember anything without huge amounts of pain as a side-effect. And when those waves of pain stopped, there was no reward; she was still without her memory.
For the most part, she grew accustomed to Kai and wasn't scared of him. He took over caring for Enola, and there wasn't much trouble.
Unfortunately, the alarm went off ten days after Enola had returned, signifying a emergency in Ninjago City. When it sounded, Enola scrambled into her blankets, terrified.
"It's okay. Nothing's wrong." Kai lied, holding her. "I need to do something. I'll be back, I promise." He kissed her forehead, and Enola nodded feebly.
Kai left the room for the control room, where Nya had the screen showing Ninjago City. "It's those... nightmare things!" She told the ninja.
Jessica gritted her teeth. "Anyone else want to pummel them?"
"Be careful." Misako warned. "I have a bad feeling about this."
The ninja went down, but Misako's warning seemed to be off. This time, the nightmares could be hit by any blow, and looked to be retreating. "Something's off." Cole pointed out.
"I agree. They should be able to fight harder than this." Zane said.
"Quite so!" The ninja and Jessica turned, seeing the Queen of Shadows above them. "We just needed you here!"
"What. Do. You. Want." Kai growled, gripping his sword so tightly his knuckles turned white.
"Something very simple. You see, I require Enola to gain a better hold on my form. If you give her up without any trouble, you'll live... for now." The Queen said offhandedly.
"Like we'd do that!" Jessica snorted.
"You don't have a choice. But since you refused my offer, I guess I'll do this the hard way." The Queen of Shadows gestured to them, and nightmares rose from the ground, taking hold of them.
"Nya! Get out of here!" Kai shouted. His sister hesitated, but steered Destiny's Bounty away.
"Gah! You'll pay dearly for that!" The Queen of Shadows raised her hand, and her new captives began to scream and wither in pain. She sunk into the ground, and her servants followed, taking the ninja and Jessica with them.
On the Bounty, Nya stopped the ship over the sea, panting. She ran to Enola's room, where she was sleeping. "Enola, wake up!"
Enola stirred. "Who,"
"Enola, this is idiotic! You have to help Kai and the others! You're the only one who can fight those nightmare creatures." Nya insisted.
Enola's eyes widened. "Nightmares. Shadows. So... painful!" She clutched her head.
Nya stepped back, surprised. "Enola, what happened to you?"
"Pain. Hurt. Bad." Enola whimpered. "Stay... stay away!"
Slowly, Nya approached, keeping her tone gentle. "Enola, it's okay. I won't,"
"STAY AWAY!" Enola threw the bedcovers off and grabbed Nya, hurling her into the hallway. "Bad! Stay away from me!"
Nya tried to open the door, but Enola kept it closed. "Please, we need to help them. I need your help." Nya pleaded.
"Bad people. Pain." Enola whispered, refusing to listen.
Giving up, Nya pulled together her Samurai gear, flying after the Queen of Shadows, but she barely made it back to Ninjago City before also getting captured.
Misako shook her head. "This is bad. We need Enola, but she's scared out of her mind."
"Until she is well again, I fear all hope is lost." Sensei Wu murmured, stroking his beard.
In some very, very, very, very, very, very, very far off land...
"Catherine? James?" The two children looked up. One of them, barely older than eleven, had dark brown hair and eyes to match. The other was a boy just under six. His eyes were a deep blue, and his hair was bright blonde.
"Yes, Sister Gwen?" Catherine asked.
"Your true sister is in need of your help." Sister Gwen replied. Looking at each other, the two quickly grabbed their weapons; for Catherine, a long spear, and for James, a small dagger.
"How will we get there?" Catherine insisted.
"As your sister grew her wings, we will give you yours." Sister Gwen handed each a light blue stone, and when they took them, pure white wings grew on their backs. "Fly safely, and help your sister."
Nodding, the two took off, flying towards Ninjago. "What do you think happened to sis?" James yelled.
"I don't know, Jamie!" Catherine answered. "But I doubt it's good!"
"Okay, Cassie!" The two flew in silence, going back to their sister.
Alright, I'm not TOTALLY abandoning this story. I am going to update it. HOWEVER:
1. Then There Were None WILL be getting priority.
2. New Elements will ALSO be getting priority over this one.
3. I may, since I feel this was not the best sequel, offer one JUST of Nightmare. Here's some exerts:
I sit in my desk chair, comfortably reading the London Times. I smooth my skirt and look up in time to see the serving boy, Joey, who gives me my tea. "Morning ma'am!"
"How many times must I remind you? It's Miss Ford, Iris Ford." I sigh, setting down the paper.
"Yes ma- Miss Ford." Joey corrects.
"Thank you, Joey." I pick up the paper again, scanning the headlines. "Is Mr. Johnson here yet?"
"No, Miss Ford. He said he'd be here in less than half an hour." Joey answers.
"Very well. May I have some privacy?" I ask politely.
"Yes, Miss Ford." Joey walks out and I sigh in relief. Leaning back in my chair, I look over to the wall calendar. Nearly three years since running away. I close my eyes, and see Cassie's and Jamie's faces; faces I hadn't seen since my running away from home.
Burying my face in my hands, I sob uncontrollably. Enola. Alone. Why did my parents have to get it right? I wished my name truly was Iris. Even if I was unworthy of its rich history and its meaning of beauty, it would be better than a name which condemned me to a life of solitude and sorrow. I sniff, wiping my eyes. Even as I could communicate with Cassie, and maybe see her in secret, one day she would grow tired of it. Everyone would. For who wants to be around someone who can never stop running?
Just a thought! So, please review, and I'm out!