Slavery

by NerdyJD

The trading of slaves is not uncommon, it's seen as a sport for some. When Lou buys Cole his first slave, the boy is sickened by the thought of owning someone, only when their relationship grows does he realise that maybe it wasn't so bad that his father had bought Kai. But can Lou's cruel treatment drive his slaves and son away?

5. Goodbyes?

Slavery Chapter Five

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"Okay, Okay, let me get this straight. Your dad bought you a slave," he looked my way quickly and I nodded, "and then he started beating Kai because…" Lloyd then drifted off.

"Uh, I don't really know. I think he was drunk." Or high, "But I'm not really sure. All I know is that things are really messed up right now." I looked down where my hand rested across my torso. I saw Lloyd's worried look form the corner of my eye. "I'm okay. Really. It's just a bruise."

"You're such a shitty liar, you know that Cole." He shook his head in disapproval, "I'm taking you to the hospital when we get your boyfriend back."

I smiled, not really caring for the time being, all I really wanted to do was get Kai back. And hopefully avoid my dad until I could get things sorted and my life back on track, which I admit, is highly unlikely. But, a guy can hope right? I exhaled and focused on the sounds of cars around me rather than the throbbing of my ribs or my hand. My mind was still riding the high of escaping my dad, everything seemed like one giant blur from the beginning, ever since we bought Kai and Nya. Nya… I wonder what my dad did to her. I should have done a quick check of the house before I left, maybe she could have come with me or at the very least, gotten away from my dad. I really hope she was okay, Kai would be devastated if the only family he has left was gone.

"How far till the airport?" I asked and looked over to Lloyd who seemed a bit agitated.

He cleared his throat before speaking, "Not long I think, just a few-"

Once again the air in my lungs was stolen out, my mind kicked into overdrive but I don't know how. All I could see was black, white specks dancing through the veils of swirling darkness. I tried blinking, but the blinding morning rays sent sharp electric sparks of pain through my eyes. My brain was bombarded with all sorts of unpleasant feelings, dizziness and pain. Pain was the most prominent, the smell of oil and petrol made me want to cringe and I certainly would have if the slightest movement didn't make me feel like screaming. I couldn't move my head but I could tell from where I was that the seats were above me. Dark leather ripped by small shards of metal and glass was what I could make out from my blurry image. And a hand.

"Lloyd?" I couldn't hear so well but I knew that came out as nothing more than a pathetic groan. I wanted to reach out, to grasp his hand and stop the dripping blood. There was so much red, everywhere. It was warm, kind of comforting from the freezing cold that seemed to be creeping up on me. "Lloyd?" I tried again and this time it was louder. My eyes fluttered closed and I struggled to fight the overwhelming need for sleep that was covering me.

No! I can't, I need to get to Kai. And get him back from Jay and away from my dad. I need to make sure him and his sister will be safe. I can't sleep now… the buzzing noise beside my head helped keep me up. A dim light slowly travelled over the roof of the car but I hardly had the energy to reach for it. My phone was ringing.

A whimper escaped from my mouth as I attempted to lift my head, my eyes were half closed and I could hardly see a thing through the blood covering my face but I couldn't just lay here. My neck cramped and refused to move more than a few centimetres but that was all I needed. I could already see the blue and red lights flashing through the shattered glass and punctured body of the car.

The panic finally kicked it and suddenly I was choking on the horrible, metallic tasting blood that was flooding my mouth. It seemed to come from everywhere, from Lloyd, my head, my mouth and probably my body as well. My body convulsed as adrenaline was pumped through my cut veins, pouring out of me and leaving me as cold as if I was drowning in an iced over river. "Lloyd." I begged, hoping that his hand would twitch or maybe his head would move and that pale childlike face would look at me and tell me everything was okay. Breathing became all that much harder, I spluttered blood which only added to the growing pool of it around me. I blinked franticly, my world fazed in and out of darkness like shutters fluttering open and closed, the sunshine seemed less of a bother now that I could barely stop staring at the shining light that I could see.

My head hurt, but I couldn't think of that and the pain spreading throughout my body slowly numbed out as the seconds or minutes passed. My sense of time was gone, I could only remember the time when my eyes were open and I was staring at my friends cut arm, blood flowing out. It didn't even faze me after a while.

I opened my eyes when the loud screeching of metal surrounded me. The warmth of sun crept over my back and woke me up from the chilly sleep. I could hear the faint echoing of voices and the chatter of a crowd maybe. One of them touched me, or more, I don't know. The excruciating rise of pain made my mind dizzy with the forceful intrusion. I groaned as my body was maneuvered and taking away from the mangled mess of a car. I can't remember most of it, my mind was pushed back into that confused and painful sleep.

The sun woke me up again, this time the bright light of something else did too. Grey hair caught my attention, light grey hair and pale skin. She had fuzzy green eyes too, and glossed lips. She stood out against the mix of swirling blue and white above her. The women snapped her fingers in front of my face, I followed them and felt confused but I don't know why. "Cole, can you hear me?" Her voice was muffled by the frenzy of sounds that circled us. "Cole, I'm going to need you to follow this light, okay?" the bright speck of white shone in my eyes, it moved to the side a little and I tried my best to focus on following it. My mind was in so much pain that it was hard just keeping my eyes open, let alone telling them the follow a speck of light.

"That's great. Okay, Cole, we're going get you to the hospital." No, what about Lloyd and Kai? We need to get to the airport. I grumbled and tried moving my arms but I couldn't even feel them. "Don't worry, we're getting your friend out right now."

The last thing I saw before I heard the shutting doors of the ambulance was her smiling face and the gentle buzzing of a machine.

*pause, and breathe*

Argh. I clenched my eyes, willing the annoying, yet soft, beeping to stop. It pulsed through my head and preventing me from falling back asleep. I groaned and tried ignoring the pestering sounds, I took note of the other machines surrounding me. The low humming was more than annoying and caused me to force my eyes open. Bright light filtered in through the large glass window off to the side, the blinds were open and I could look over the city from this high up.

When I reached up the rub the sleep out of my eyes I saw that an IV was connected to my arm as well as a few other things that appeared to me poking into me. I gazed at the room, clean and white walls surrounded me. The bed's covering in the same pristine white while the blanket was a pale blue. From the small window in the door my eyes caught sight of the multiple nurses and doctors walking by. With the remote next to my hand, I lifted the bed and put myself in a sitting position so that looking around would be easier.

From under my thin robe my chest was bandaged, my hand ran over the scratchy material before I examined myself further. I don't know how I missed it but my other hand was covered in a bulky cast. "What?" I blinked, trying to remember how I ended up here and why my hand was covered up.

The beeping at my side quickened and soon a women in a white lab coat entered with a tabloid resting on her arm. "Hello Cole." He greeted. She must be my doctor.

"Hi." I answered in a softer tone and looked to her for answers.

"My name is Dr Borg. Do you remember how you ended up here, Cole?" I shook my head. No. "Okay, do you remember how you hurt your hand?" I shook my head again. No. "Hmm…" she humped and fiddled with the tabloid before setting it down and standing in front of my bed.

"Cole. You are here because you were in a car accident." What? I huffed and tried to let the information settle and process. "However, you sustained injuries prior to the collision which are still to be explained. Your hand was broken and several ribs were fractured." I turned away from her, my eyes burning while my throat tightened.

"Who was with me in the crash?" I asked, suddenly concerned for the other person I probably don't even know.

"A young boy your age, Lloyd Garmadon. He was driving and was unconscious when we arrived at the scene. He sustained minor injuries, one of which was a cut arm and a mild concussion. He's with his father now." I nodded my head waiting for her to go on. "The other driver was a middle-aged man who, the police say he was the cause of the collision. He was brought in to stabilise his injuries and then taken away. I'm afraid that I do not know much about him."

I looked down at my arm, feeling uncomfortable and confused. "Why can't I remember what happened to me?"

She exhaled and clutched the railings of the bed before giving her answer. "You sustained minor head injuries in addition to the internal bleeding. We believe that you may have temporary short term memory loss, at this point in time we are unable to tell how extensive the damage is." She paused and looked at me with sorrow in her eyes before it was replaced by a look of professionalism. "What's the last thing you remember, Cole?"

I closed my eyes and thought for a moment, "Me and my dad were at an auction." I remember it was the third one that week, my dad had wanted me to pick out a slave of my own. "And, we bought a slave. Two slaves."

She hummed and then typed up some notes, "Do you think that this was yesterday's auction?"

"Maybe."

She stopped typing, "Where are your slaves now?"

I tried thinking again, I couldn't put a clear picture to my thought and trying to remember was hurting my head. I bit my lip and shook my head, "I don't know." The doctor nodded and smiled before turning away and proceeding to the door. "Can I speak to Lloyd?" I asked before she left.

After checking her tabloid she smiled at me again, "I'll see what I can do." It was better than nothing, I decided.

As soon as she left the room I began poking at my arm, the cast was beginning to itch. My ribs were also worrying me, it hurt to breath and I struggled to keep my mind from spiralling out of control. Next to my bed was a small cup of water and a vase with flowers in it. The room itself was dull and a bit bland, if it wasn't white then it was grey.

After laying still for what felt like forever, I concluded that there was nothing wrong with my legs and that I should at least try and get up. The bed was beyond uncomfortable now and my vision was growing tired of the blue skies and rushing medical staff. I pushed the blankets off as carefully as I could and gently lowered my bare feet onto the floor. It was cold and that alone could have made me get back but I felt determined to walk around a bit more. Baby steps.

I dragged my IV with me, I didn't want to anger the doc's and I think I need this thing. I trudged over to the window, I don't know what I was expecting to see though. I just needed a change of view. I gazed down at the multiple cars and ambulances out in front of the hospital, some doctors and nurses were sitting outside on the benches close by, maybe they were on their break. I turned around and made my way to the door, painfully slowly, and peeked out the little glass window. The hallways were slightly less crowded than last time. Then an idea came to me.

Maybe I could visit Lloyd.

I looked down at my ribs covered by my skimpy robe, at least by butt wasn't exposed. I turned the handle and peeked outside before walking out into the open. One of the doctors gave me a sideways glance but didn't question me, but that didn't mean everyone was going to turn a blind eye. I looked through every little window I walked past, trying to catch a glimpse of my friend.

"What are you doing out of your room?" I turned around to meet with dark, and a bit intimidating, green eyes. Messy black hair was tied up in a loose bun, with some stands, including a few green ones, falling around his face. He narrowed his eyes and I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, the dark circles under them told me that he'd been working late hours.

"I – um – I'm looking for the bathroom." I quickly blubbered and clutched my IV stand. He raised a weirdly shaped eyebrow and pointed straight ahead.

"It's down there, last door on your left." He spoke slowly and continued to eye me. I put on the most innocent smile I could come up with and thanked him. He walked past me and soon I was back on my way, looking for Lloyd.

Finally, I gazed through the right door and there lay my friend, he was staring at his hands. Lloyd's arm was bandaged up, so was his head. As soon as I stepped inside his eyes perked up, I was greeted with confusion before his expression shifted to surprise. "What are you doing here?"

I shuffled as quickly as I could over to his bed side, "Move," I said and nudged his arm slightly to the side so that I could sit next to him. Lloyd reluctantly shifted but didn't stop watching me, confused. "I came to visit my friend." I stated.

"Okay… but," he looked me up and down, "What about Kai?"

I raised a questioning eyebrow at his scrunched up face, "Who's Kai?" I asked.

He scoffed, "What? You forgot about him already?" he sighed and picked at the bandage around his arm. "Do you seriously not remember him?" I shook my head.

But I was intrigued, "The doc said I have temporary memory loss," I began explaining, relieving some of the confusion between the two of us, "Is Kai some guy I met at school? Did I have to give something to him?" Lloyd quickly shut me up.

"No, no, Kai was your slave. Your dad gave him away I think, or – that's what you told me anyway. We were driving to the airport to get him back."

None of this rang a bell, not even a little chime. "Why the airport?" that must have been one of the slaves we bought at the auction.

'"I want them." I said as I turned back to the two chained teens standing on stage.'

"Dude, you're serious about this?" I nodded and urged him to continue, this was getting interesting. Why would I go through all this effort for a slave? "Okay, well, your dad gave Kai to Jay. And you know, he's leaving today. So basically you asked me to steal a car so that you could go get him back."

That's where I didn't understand, "Why didn't I just ask my dad?"

"You're just full of questions, aren't you?" he laughed a little before continuing. "I don't really know what happened to your dad but I know your relationship was bit… complicated." He shrugged, "Anyway, you were telling me the story and all of a sudden, BAM, hit by a fucking car. Which is kinda weird if you think about it 'cause I'm an awesome driver."

"Give yourself a medal." I said flatly, "Come on, what the hell is really going on?"

Lloyd held up his hands in defence, "I'm telling the true." Maybe he was… "That's what you told me, your father was fucked up by the time I picked you up. You were running away from the guy." I was running from my dad? I guess the surprise was evident on my face because Lloyd rubbed his injured head before sighing, "Listen dude, I honestly don't want to ruin your day right now. I-I mean," he let out a tired sigh again. "Just forget about it 'kay."

"Hold on, what about 'Kai'?"

"That's not important right now, you just need to get better here and your dad will come by and pick you up later." He looked up at me with a sad, forced smile. I eyed him before standing up and shuffling back over to his door. Why was Kai so important?

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"You know what, if he's not gonna show then there's no point in me standing around here like an idiot, right Zane?"

The blonde slave nodded with a smile at his masters frustrated pacing. "Of course." He said softly.

"I mean, why does he want me to stay anyway? He didn't seem too bothered by it a week ago when I told him and now all of a sudden he wants to hold me up. For what? Last goodbyes?" Jay scoffed and continued pacing. "I'm gonna call him. I can't wait any longer." He ginger pulled out his phone and held it to his ear after dialling the number.

"I don't know how you put up with this guy." He said, but this time it was directed at his newly gifted slave. All he did was flash a small ghost of a smile at his master before resuming the staring contest with the floor.

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"Can't you get hold of my friend?"

She gave me sad smile, a tired looking one at that, "I'm sorry Cole but Jay Walker's flight departed an hour ago." She pushed my arm out of the way to examine my torso. I reluctantly gave her some room.

"Then can you get hold of my dad?"

She huffed but smiled at my determination, I was getting irritated with being clueless. Memory loss is not as fun as I imagined it would be. "I'm afraid not Mr Brookstone."

I clenched my fist as she prodded my injured hand. "Then what can you do?" I asked her. She eyed me through her long lashes and silvery bangs, a stare that was sure to shut me up. After picking at me and rechecking my machines, she stood up straighter.

"I can aid you with getting better and recovering from your injuries. I cannot get Mr Walker to come and visit you and unfortunately I cannot bring your memory back with the snap of my fingers." She sighed and glanced my heartrate monitor. "I'm going to get someone to sit in with you. We can't have you walking around the hospital again." She smiled and walked out before I had the chance to defend myself. It wouldn't have mattered, she was going to let me see Lloyd anyway.

I huffed and collapsed into my pillow while I waited for this bodyguard of mine.

The door opening drew my head up and I immediately caught sight of that dark and faded green. His hair was even messier and he looked as if he was going to collapse. In his hand he held steaming coffee in a dull orange cup. My eyes followed his sluggish walking until he took a seat in front of my bed. He loosened the bun and let the hair fall down the side of his face like black and green water cascading around his head.

I'd had my eyes on him for a good three minutes before he looked up from drinking with a smile. "You didn't go to the bathroom, did you?" I could see that it was rhetorical, the smile told me that much but the rest of his face was unreadable. The dead green eyes made me blink and look away, afraid that I'd melt into a puddle of acid if I stared too long.

"No, I didn't. I went to visit my friend." I replied flatly, slightly uncomfortable with his attitude.

He looked down again and took a sip of his coffee before he abruptly stood up and unhooked my board off the front of my bed. He paged through it slowly, reading quietly. "Hey, that's none of your business." I said. I hated that I sat helplessly in my bed.

"What are you gonna do?" He asked with a smirk and a mocking glimmer in his eyes. I gulped and searched the room for something I could throw at him but besides the small cup of water, there was nothing. He hummed, knowing that my threat was not threatening in the least.

"Broken hand. Fractured ribs. Concussion. Internal bleeding." He looked up at me, "You're just a surgeon's dream, aren't you?" he asked sarcastically. I didn't give him the satisfaction of looking him in the face. I chose to rather pick at the cast on my arm, this thing is really itchy. "Memory loss? That's a load of shit."

"What?" I asked, surprised that this sleep deprived person decided that my diagnoses was wrong. "Listen dude, I know you haven't gotten much–"

"The last thing you remember is an auction, right?" I thinned my lips at being so rudely interrupted but didn't say anything, I nodded at his question. "Okay, what were you doing there?"

"My dad wanted me to pick out my first slave." I replied quietly.

He nodded his head in understanding, "And did you get a slave?"

"Yes. We bought two."

His eyes perked up in interest, "What did they look like?"

I began getting annoyed with the questions but I decided it would be in my interest to co-operate. "They were a boy and a girl… brother and sister I think." I closed my eyes in concentration. "They- they were messed up. Dirty and their clothes were torn."

"Why did you take them?" This time the man's question held genuine curiosity.

I opened my eyes and looked at his serious face, almost completely awake, "I saw his eyes. They were amber coloured."

'His eyes were a mesmerising amber that looked like molten gold swirling around. His sneer only increased as I tilted my head slightly to the side in confusion and curiosity.'

"I don't know, I was just interested in him."

The doctor nodded his head, "Do you know where he is now?"

Yes, I did but that's only because Lloyd told me. "He's with my friend Jay, Lloyd said that I wanted to get him back."

"Why did you want him back?"

I rolled my eyes, "I don't know. I can hardly remember what I had for dinner."

'"Dad, what happens to Kai when I go to school tomorrow?" I spoke up as I played with the spaghetti on my plate.'

"Spaghetti." I murmured. I had spaghetti. "I ate spaghetti. And I asked my dad what would happen to Kai when I went to school." I looked up to see his face confused, "My slave's name is Kai."

"What did your dad say?"

I looked down in… guilt? "He said he put them in the cellar." I could already picture Kai and his sister huddled in a corner to keep warm.

"Tell me about Kai." The man said and I really had to wrack my brain to find answers to that. I could hardly remember what the guy looked like, let alone his personality.

'"My name's Kai Smith and, uh, m-my favourite colour is red." My smile grew.'

"His favourite colour is red. I don't know much else cause we were interrupted by my dad calling for dinner." And then I felt as if I'd been hit by a pillow. "I came back upstairs after eating, while I was in the shower my dad came into my room. When I came out I saw him dragging Kai away. He was going to beat him but I don't know why," I paused and tried blinking away the confusion that travelled through my mind. "I chased after them but he shut the door on my hand." I looked down to gaze at said limb, "He broke it."

The doctor hadn't said anything but continued staring at me with a blank expression. "I made him mad and he pulled me inside and hurt me too. A lot happened but when I woke up again, I was in him room with… Nya. She's his sister." I clarified, "We went downstairs and Kai was gone. Jay called and said he'd gotten his 'going away gift'."

"Anyway, I called to say thanks for the going away gift."

"When I tried to leave my dad started chasing me, I called Lloyd to take me to the airport to get Kai back." I looked down at my hands, my high was finally over. The smaller details leaked through the cracks, the last few drops rippling through my mind and settling down for me to piece everything together.

"Cole," the man set his cup down beside him and rested elbows on his legs while leaning forward. "Do you know who I am?"

I eyed him, trying to get any sliver of recognition from the tired face. But no, nothing came up. When I didn't reply he rubbed his face to get the tiredness out of his eyes, I huffed and drew my lips into a thin line. This man was not amusing.

"I'm your uncle." My eyes widened at the statement and sat up a little straighter, somehow urging him to continue. "From your mother's side, my name's Morro." He looked up at me with a lopsided smile.

"Why haven't I heard about you before?" I questioned.

The hesitation in his voice was not missed when he replied a moment after, "I've been busy. I only met you when you were much younger, and when your mother was alive." Hesitation wasn't the only thing present in his voice, sadness was there too. At least now I wasn't the only one who still mourned my mom.

"So… you work at the hospital…" I awkwardly began.

He laughed a little, tired, and I remembered how he needed some sleep, "Yeah, started a few years ago." With nothing to reply to I opted to sit in the silence that stretched between us. I felt as though it should have been uncomfortable, with me finding out about my long lost uncle and all, but it wasn't. It was just kinda there.

"Why didn't you visit?" I asked, my curiosity peeking and I was suddenly interested in his absence.

Without missing a beat he replied, "Well Cole, if you hadn't noticed, your dad's a bit of an ass." His eyebrows were raised knowingly and it made me smile, if not laugh.

I opened my mouth to ask another question, I seemed to be increasingly inquisitive today and I couldn't tell if that was a good thing or not. But unfortunately I didn't get the chance as my room door swung open and in came rushing five frantic boys. Three of them were struggling for breath, two of which were giggling uncontrollable while the other two were uncomfortable shifting from foot to foot.

"Cole, I hope you realise how much effort I went through to get here." the curly mess of ginger hair was hard to miss. "If it wasn't for Kai and Brad then I'd be with the rest of my family right about now." He huffed and crossed his arms.

I couldn't help but let a wide grin spread when I looked over each of their faces, Brad was standing next to Lloyd, supporting him. Zane stood next to Jay, like a well behaved butler even though he was treated more like a best friend by the meddlesome boy. And then there was Kai.

It felt like forever since I had last seen him, he had a change of clothes now. His muscular and tanned body donned a bright red t-shirt with a black shorts and red sneakers. He looked so much better compared to the last time I saw him, his forehead had a small patch over where his cut was. The white square only served as a reminder to the horrific time we endured, I almost cringed it the thought but then I remember who was in the room with me.

"I missed you guys. Except Lloyd." He stuck out his bottom lip in mock sadness but I'd just seen his ugly mug, I didn't need to see it again. I smiled at the thought and Brad raised an eyebrow.

I glanced in Morro's direction for reassurance and I was happy to be met with a smile as he nodded his head. My blankets were immediately thrown off, my feet hitting the cold ground fast enough to cause the pain in my ribs to return but I didn't care right now. With my IV dragging behind me I walked up to Kai and before he could apologise or speak or whatever he was planning to do… I grabbed a handful of his shirt in my hands and yanked him down. I tilted my head just as his face reached mine, I'll be damned if I said I didn't miss him. His touch was fiercely hot and my lips felt as if they were melting under the heat. But he was tense, and stiff, and very uncomfortable.

My eyebrows were pulled together and I made a quiet grunt while tugging at his shirt again, as soon as I did that he relaxed and the softness from before came back to engulf me.

I heard a cough behind me and I became conscious of where I was. My cheeks burnt with embarrassment and for a moment I thought that if I continued kissing Kai then they'd all just vanished. But when a throat clearing sounded behind me I rolled my eyes and reluctantly pulled away. I smoothed his shirt out carefully, "It's, uh, g-good to see you again." I said and bit my lip while smiling up at him.

I turned to face the flustered faces of the rest of my group, Jay was blood red and his eyes kept darting around the room while he fiddled with his hands. Lloyd kept casting glances at Brad and I couldn't help but smirk, he flashed me his worst scowl and continued watching me with narrowed eyes.

"So, everybody, this is Kai." I reached over with my hand and laced our fingers together.

"You don't say." Lloyd remarked slowly and raised an eyebrow at the movement, I ignored him and looked at Morro. He looked away shyly but smiled and flashed me a thumbs up to which I laughed.

"And that's my uncle, Morro." I said and gestured to the exhausted doctor in sitting to the side of the small room.

"Pleased to meet ya, I'm Jay and this is my b– uh, I mean slave, Zane." He reached out his hand and Morro slowly shook it while eyeing him with a questioning gaze. Lloyd walked up and me with a glum face.

"I found out your dad was the one to drive into us, the cops took him away." He placed a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry." But I shook my head.

"Don't be, that jerk deserves to rot in prison." Lloyd smiled and then turned to greet Morro, Brad right behind him.

"I didn't know you cared that much." A voice all too memorable to be forgotten spoke from next to me.

"What, about my dad?" he shook his head, "Oh…" my cheeks darkened and I squeezed his hands a bit more. "Well, yeah. I care about you, no matter how disgustingly cheesy that sounds." A smile played on my lips when he squeezed right back.

Slavery was still as loathsome as it had been twenty years ago, but that didn't mean I couldn't do anything to put an end to it. Or, at the very least, get master-slave marriage legal.

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BOOM SHAKALAKA! DONE!

Enjoyed it? Please do tell, even if you hated it. Wanna hear the alternate ending?
Cole makes it to the airport on time and desperately tries to convince Jay to let go of Kai but the slave (aka. Red ninja of fire) believes that it would be better to leave the country and live with Jay's family. The end. No lava whatsoever.
So I had to make a plan and then this happened :D and yes I made Morro Cole's uncle cause I think they would make awesome family members

SUPER DUPER THANK YOU to everyone who told me to update this this, that guilt trip really motivated me to add a little every day until this was finished. Thank you again!

Valagator, Kairocksrainbow and zwepty033, just to name a few, really rock :P CyberSearcher, FropressionalWriter, ArtemisGriffin, StoryWriter2003 , JayandNya4evr(Bruise is OTP), sirslinkalot, Lloyds love (Guest) WispKunoichiOfFrozenAether, KittyKat (Awesome Guest), Coleforever, master of love (Guest XD)

Those are some weird names, but who am I to talk, NerdyJD sucks! But anyhoo, thanks sooooo very much guys and gals!

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Extra's; Sensei G forgave his son for theft of an automobile, Nya was found tied up in Lou's room and Lou now spends the rest of his life in prison. On the dark island. That's almost like Robin Island, only he ain't no Nelson Mandela. Jay eventually had to fly to Canada and say hi to his Ma and Pa but Zane was happy to be his company. Lloyd and Brad became prank masters with Cole and Kai being their primary targets. And…
The seven team group worked hard to abolish slavery