Chapter 19
Without
Zane gapes at the entrance of the cave, while his falcon pulls at his sleeve with its beak, urging him on. "We better be careful. This place could be dangerous," Lloyd tells everyone, but the rest of his words are blotted out by the flow of memories of the onslaught of people Zane knew, a long time ago. The ice ninja involuntarily touches where he had been injured in the alley, and he freezes his shoulder without thinking, creating a cold pain in his new wound. His legs give way and he drops on both knees, blood covering his body as a young, brunette girl-about thirteen-appears in his arms.
"Jane," Zane murmurs softly, brushing her bloody hair out of her lovely face. He loved her like a sister, even if her brother abused him when he was young. She was not aware Jason would do such things to anyone. After all, he didn't even suspect him, not until he was pushed down those stairs in the secret, underground room.
"Zane, what are you doing? What's wrong?" Lloyd puts hand on his brother's shoulder, anxiety clear in his young voice. Zane looks like he's touching and cradling someone or…something in his arms. Is he-losing it or does this have to with the time I was captured and he froze? He didn't even put up a struggle with the Venomari Nothing's is in his arms though. Lloyd smacks Zane's shoulder lightly, "Hey…is there something wrong?" No response. Lloyd smacks him harder, but that doesn't work either, and he shakes the frozen ninja. "Zane, please respond!"
"Let me try," Sensei Wu shoves his nephew out of the way and says, "Zane, can you hear me? We need to save Kai, Jay, and Cole. We need you to help us, please."
"None of this will work. Let me do this," Sensei Garmadon pushes Wu away and mutters, "I'm sorry, but you leave no choice." The previous dark lord jabs a finger into Zane's side.
(Zane's P.O.V.)
She's gone…and will never come back. She's gone, forever; out of reach; out of hearing; out of sight; out of this world; she won't know anything that has gone on, nothing. I hug her form tightly, but when I pull away, her body disappears, leaving my arms empty, without her, without the blood from her body, without warmth. For the first time in years, I feel cold, alone. Wait! I'm not alone. What about the people who have always been there for me, and took me in as their own, even after they found out I was…not human. Now-I am one of them. They are my…family. The chill departs from my body, only to be replaced by a hot, sting; a jab to my side. I bite my lip, flinching, tears welling up in my eyes as I hear Lloyd asking me, "Zane. Zane, please come back to us!" His voice fades away and so does the world around me.
A voice speaks in my head; one that I know, that brings back the deadly chill. They're dying, because of you, Zane. It's your fault.