I do not own Ninjago
Ch 1
As the bag was removed from her head, Alex could finally grasp her surroundings after spending a week in that stinking hole of a prison. The courtyard was grim, the dark clouds matching the mood set by the dark clad officers who had brought her here, who were now proceeding to herd the crowd forming. The faces of the people were worn out and hollow, radiating the feelings of hopelessness and fear, as they watched Alex on the platform with blank yet sad faces.
As the head guard read off her list of crimes, Alex looked back on the events of the past. It seemed hard to believe that only a couple of weeks ago she had been as thick as a thief, literally, stealing from the oppressing society of the alien overlords, who dared to call themselves neosapiens, as if they were the pure ones. It made it easier for Alex and the few that would join her to steal and fight back, while aiding her fellow race in their time of need.
Had it not have come to the moment of sacrifice, Alex would probably have been free right now, possibly making rounds to deliver food to the humans in the nearby camps, but it seemed fate had decided to be cruel.
The guard finished reading the list of crimes, and announced the final verdict
"Death"
The guards at her side shoved Alex to the ground, while the head guard prepared the firing squad. I'm not going anywhere when I'm shackled, assholes, Alex bit her tongue to stop the words, for if she spoke now she would get no final words.
It was only until she was faced away from the officers who were aiming at her head that the head guard asked, "Do you have any last words?"
Alex thought long and hard at the words that formed, "Death means nothing when the people you leave will only fight harder for their loss. And my death changes nothing, you will all fall. Even if it takes a thousand life times, you will suffer for what you have brought on the TRUE human race!"
A true hero's speech, despite the fact that the crowd could only respond in unspoken words, for fear of a full out massacre. It didn't matter to Alex; she would be a martyr to these people, and they would rise up to conquer the neosapiens and their leader, who Alex could all but forget.
When she heard the final call, Alex expected the sting of bullets, and pitch blackness, or at least some moments of pure agony.
Well... there was darkness
Alex opened her eyes to a black and purple vortex of terror, its pull strong enough to make her feel as though she would melt into a puddle. The chains pulled, the ground breaking around them. The firing squad, with nothing to grab onto, was immediately sucked in. Shocked, Alex could only look on as the chains broke, and she was sucked in to a whirlpool of darkness.
The last thing she remembered was the sensation of drowning.
