Hi-lo everyone. Looks like I'll finally be able to do (LONG) review replies. ;D The ones for the one-shots first, then the ones for Forgotten.

Review replies for one-shots (as advertised):

KRR: You're making an account? O.O Awesome! As for the code, it SHOULD show 4 numbers/letters and you have to type them in. If it doesn't work, there's a refresh button that will give you a different code. It's to make sure you're not a robot, 'cause computer programs can't recognise those. Hope you can get it to work. Thanks for the brownie! ;D

Artimes' Thorns: I will be reopening OC applications when I start the sequel for RttCR. Thanks for asking. ;) And yes, Dareth is pretty awesome. ^ ^

Angel: Here's your update. You want to STAB Bansha? Wow. Though I guess I understand. Occasionally I read a fanfic where Morro's evil and I'm cheering for the good guys even though Morro is my favorite character. So yeah.

Windy: I'm glad you liked it. It was fun to write something cute and happy instead of PAIN and ANGST and HURT and all that. ;) It always makes me happy to get reviews from you. You're really supportive of me. Thank you. :) Indigo's punishments need work. I don't think either of them minded. lol. While I was writing that in our next-door neighbor showed up at the door with a cake and I thought "wow, now there's nothing wrong with Christmas". ^ ^ Kai or Jay probably tricked Morro and Indigo into doing that. xD Thank you! I love you too! Oh, and, before I forget, Andreea's creator requested a one-shot where Andreea misses her parents and Jessica cheers her up. Is that okay with you?

Leb: YES! SENSEI IS SANTA! How he managed to keep it a secret all this time, I have no idea. Eheheh... An iPhone is a much better present than braces. I don't have a phone, and I don't really want one. I'd be too busy texting or surfing the net to write fanfictions and sleep and all those necessary things. Heh. Thank you so much for praying for Windy. :)

Samantha: That's okay. I was wondering about that, but I'm sure you had a good reason. :)

Review replies for Forgotten:

The Mayor of Ninjago City: Thanks! I try. :)

KRR: Oh dear. Kayson just can't catch a break. :P

Petal: Oh that's good. I look forward to seeing their reviews. :)

Angel: It's okay. Your reviews still make me laugh. Also, tell Percy that Hell isn't a swear word in that context, because Hell is an actual place. When you're saying "What the h*ll" or something like that, though, it is a swear word. I hope you're home now.

Count Raptor: Watch where you're throwing those things! *throws it at Jay* See, my aim is much better. ^ ^

Windy: I know, it's insane. *shakes head slowly* Poor Morro is very confused. I'm mad at her too, but I'm know what's going to happen next, soooo... yeah. Trust me, Bansha's not going to win. Ally's birthday is actually the 21st. Oh well. One of my other sisters' birthday is tomorrow! :D Lloyd is scared, but he can take care of himself. I think Morro's warming up to him in this chapter... maybe a little. Anyway! Hope you had a Merry Christmas and I hope you like this chappie. :)

Samantha: Oh dear. I'm sorry. :C Ally is sometimes like that... I'll pray you get better soon.

Leb: I wouldn't suggest shooting at me. I'm almost definitely a better shot then you are. *evil laugh* Nah, I think I'll like Ninjago better. Then again, I haven't seen it, so... by chronological order, do you mean the order in which the movies were made, or the order that the movies take place? Like I'm obsessed with Ninjago? :D Merry Christmas!

And for anyone else who reviewed but I'm afraid I'll run out of time if I answer their reviews, thank you and, everyone, you're all awesomazing. ^ ^

That was insanely long...

Chapter 6

Morro stared in horror at the body on the ground. There was no way she could still be alive. She had fallen over a hundred feet. The ghost fell on his knees next to Indigo, knowing by her half-closed, unfocused eyes that she was dead. Despite this, he put a hand on her wrist, searching for a pulse. Nothing. Morro collapsed on the ground next to her, overcome by his sorrow. This was his fault. He let her go. He could have saved her. He didn't know how long he lay there, silent sobs wracking his body, before a familiar voice made him jerk upright.

"Morro?" Indigo's voice wavered slightly. "Why am I a ghost?"

"Morro." the wind master blinked his eyes open to see dull, greenish light. He rolled over in the direction the voice had come from to see Bansha standing beside his bed with her hood removed, a frown on her face. "Why did you go to see the prisoners when I told you not to?" she asked. She sounded annoyed.

"Because..." he sat up, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. "I was angry. I wanted Lloyd to pay for killing Indigo." the dream he had just had came back to him and he shook his head to clear it. "I threw him and that girl into the wall. They were lying to me, just like you said they would." he looked up, meeting the female ghost's eyes. "If a human dies in the Cursed Realm, do they turn into a ghost?"

"Yes. I-I mean no." Bansha stumbled over the words and averted her eyes. "Sorry. I misspoke. No. Where did you get that idea?"

"From the dream I just had. It started out like one I had before, where a bridge collapsed underneath Indigo and I and she fell to her death. But this time, before you woke me up..." Morro paused, remembering the details of the dream. "...Indigo was alive. But a ghost. And she looked exactly like the girl we have locked in jail right now."

"You mean Jessica?" Bansha sighed, looking at the ground. "I'm sorry, Morro, but that dream was just a dream." she looked up and met his eyes. He studied them, trying to determine her emotions. Pity was one of the feelings in her eyes, along with sadness and... guilt? Why would she feel guilty? There was no reason. But, even as he dismissed it, he felt a seed of doubt be planted in his mind. For the first time since she had rescued him from Ghoultar, Morro wasn't sure he could trust the blade master. Finally, Bansha broke eye contact and looked away. "Talking to the prisoners affected you, it seems." she remarked. "That is why I don't want you going in there. If Lloyd somehow turned you..."

"Are you saying you don't trust my judgment?" Morro raised an eyebrow, almost playfully. Bansha sighed.

"You, I trust, but I'm afraid your mind is damaged because of all the trauma you've gone through recently." she looked back at him. "I don't know what he could do, but if there's even a chance he could do something to your mind, I don't want you going in there." Morro was silent. What she said made sense. He had been caught in a rockslide, then gotten struck at least twice by Ghoultar in the head. He couldn't think of any way Lloyd could use that to his advantage, but the innocent-looking boy was capable of anything. The thought made him clench his hands into fists.

"Alright." he said at last. "I'll be careful."

"Good." Bansha nodded. "Thank you." she then turned, pulling her hood back over her head, and left the room.

Forgotten

Bansha walked down the corridor, contemplating the conversation she had just had with Morro. Lying to him was getting easier now, since she had been doing it for over a week. The real reason she didn't want him talking with Lloyd, of course, was because she was afraid he would learn the truth. It seemed inevitable now. Eventually he would remember something important and run back to Ninjago with his friends. Unless she could convince him that he was being manipulated by Lloyd or something. It wouldn't last forever, Morro wasn't stupid. He already suspected her, she could see it on his face. How much, she didn't know. She would have to just enjoy these days with him here. She liked him a lot, as a friend. She had no feelings for him romantically, and she was certain he had none for her. He was still committed to Indigo, even if he thought she was dead. He was a good friend, though. It was nice to have someone to talk to. Soul Archer was too grumpy, Ghoultar was too stupid, and Wrayth was... quiet. Not very talkative. Wait, what did Morro mean by "I'll be careful"? It didn't sound like he meant to stay away from the prisoners. He would have said so if he did. Ugh. Would he ever listen to her? With a sigh, Bansha turned down a corridor to inform the prison guards that no one was to be let in- especially Morro.

Forgotten

Morro stood in front of the Minyeng prison that night with his arms crossed, staring silently at the guards in front of him. Bansha evidently didn't trust him to take care of himself, since she had issued a command that no one except those at her rank or higher was allowed in the prison. No matter, he thought as he walked away. He could break into jail. It was strange, he thought with a wry smile under his hood. The only reason he wanted to be in there was to see his hated enemy and a girl that bore an uncanny resemblance to his dead girlfriend. And he was directly disobeying his superior- and his friend- 's orders to do so. He felt... drawn to the two, for some reason. Circling around the building, he soon found an open window and climbed through. That was easy. Probably the guards inside the building were more, though. After all, who would break into jail? He walked down a hall, encountering no one, before finding the door that he knew led to the actual prison. He opened it quietly and stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He waited there a few moments silently, listening for any sign that he had been discovered. No sounds from the guards outside, and the only noise from the cells was loud snoring. Closer examination revealed that it was that annoying red-haired teenager dressed in blue. The others were asleep too, which wasn't surprising. It was night, after all. After a moment, he moved to the ghost girl's cell and saw her sleeping, curled up in the corner of her cell away from the beam of starlight that came through the window. She looked exactly like Indigo, except for the fact that she was a ghost. Though, her hair was less ragged, and she wasn't unhealthily thin. The difference was subtle, though. Indigo's twin sister, maybe?

"What are you doing?" Morro was startled by Lloyd's voice behind him and turned to see the boy's bright green eyes watching him through the window in his door "Why are you watching Indigo sleep?"

"Don't call her that." Morro glared at him and he backed away a step.

"Well, don't wake her up." Lloyd looked down a bit, probably trying to see her through her window. "Bansha said she would make sure you didn't come back."

"She tried." Morro smirked under his mask, though he knew Lloyd couldn't see it, and turned back to the girl. "She failed, though."

"Why did you come back here?" he turned back to see the blond boy watching him curiously. He almost looked hopeful. Hopeful of what?

"So I could throw you into a wall again." Morro shot Lloyd a sharp look and the younger boy shrank back. "Not really." he added a moment later. He wasn't sure why he bothered. Better for Lloyd to think he would hurt him, right? He hated him. Didn't he? "I came to see..." he paused. She wasn't Indigo, no matter how much she and the others insisted, but he wasn't sure her name was Jessica either. Something about that name was familiar, but he couldn't quite remember who it belonged to. Not her. "...her." he finished at last.

"Why?" Lloyd certainly was brave. He had just threatened to slam him into a wall and he was still asking questions. It was starting to get annoying. Maybe he would slam him into the wall. "If you don't think she's Indigo, then why are you here to see her?"

"She is not Indigo, because Indigo is dead, because you killed her." Morro hissed, turning to Lloyd again.

"I didn't!" the green-eyed boy protested. "She's right there! Can't you see that?"

"Indigo was a human."

"She died and became a ghost! Don't you remember that?"

"Shut up!" Morro snarled, clenching one of his hands into a fist and letting a gust of wind whip through the corridor. He thought he heard a sound from the girl's cell, but he ignored it. Lloyd backed away from his door, evidently realizing that saying stupid things was going to get him in trouble. Morro lifted his hand, about to throw the younger boy against the stone, when a hand grabbed his wrist and pulled it back, startling him enough that the wind died down. He turned to see the ghost girl grabbing him through the bars of her cell's window, a defiant expression on her face. He yanked his hand out of her grip.

"Don't antagonize me." he hissed, at both her and Lloyd. Turning to the blond boy, he added, "If I decided to kill you, there would be nothing any of you could do about it."

"I would just turn into a ghost." Lloyd replied without missing a beat. "Kill me if you want. I'll still be here." It was obviously a trick to throw him off, but Lloyd looked surprisingly serious. A little scared, too, but not nearly as someone should be when faced with death.

"I don't believe you." Morro looked away, folding his arms and refusing to look at the younger boy. Suddenly, without warning, the room went dark as an image flashed in front of his eyes.

"Name's Jessica. Jessica Danger." the brown-haired girl stuck her hand out and Lloyd hesitantly shook it. "I'm a bit of a daredevil. I don't know if you noticed."

"Morro? Are you alright?" Morro shook his head, opening his eyes at the sound of Lloyd's voice. He was on the ground. He must have collapsed when the memory hit him. Stupid memories.

"Why do you care?" he muttered, bracing a hand against the wall as he got to his feet. Lloyd and the girl looked concerned. Why?

"We used to be friends." the green-eyed boy shrugged.

"Yes. We were. Before you betrayed me." Morro gave him a cold stare.

"Why-" Lloyd started to say, but the hooded ghost cut him off, turning to the girl and asking,

"What is your name?"

"If I tell you, won't you just get mad and yell at me again?" she narrowed her eyes, folding her arms. "Besides, I thought you thought I was Jessica."

"No. Jessica is someone else. I just remembered her."

"Was that why you fell?"

"Yes." Morro frowned. "Just answer the question."

"My name is Indigo. It always has been, and it always will be." Despite her defiant tone and words, she looked scared. Probably because the last time she had claimed that Indigo was her name he had thrown her into a wall.

"How long are you going to keep up this charade?" he narrowed his eyes. "Indigo is dead."

"Why do you think that?!" she demanded. "I'm standing right in front of you!"

"You are not Indigo, because she is dead." Why did they keep saying that? Surely they realized that they weren't going to fool him.

"We're going in circles." she sighed, letting her forehead rest against the wood door. "Again, why do you think that? Who told you these lies?"

"Bansha told me."

"Well... that explains a lot." Lloyd remarked behind them. "She's evil."

"Evil?!" Morro spun around to glare at the younger boy. "She helped me when I was injured and didn't remember a thing. She told me who I am – who you are."

"You lost your memory?!" Lloyd's eyes widened and he stared at the hooded ghost in stunned silence for a few long moments. "Oh... well..." he exchanged glances with the ghost girl. "oh."

"And Bansha found you first." the girl muttered.

"She told me not to talk to you. She said that you would try to affect my mind and memories. She was right."

"Then why are you here?!" the girl snapped. "Why don't you just leave?!" her voice cracked on the last word and she backed away from the door. Morro was at a loss for words. Why was he here? He knew this girl wasn't Indigo, and the fact that she wasn't Indigo should only make it harder for him to be here. And he hated Lloyd. And he was still violating Bansha's orders. So why didn't he leave? It took him a few moments to come to a conclusion: he liked talking with them. Was Bansha right, and they were affecting his mind? Well, they weren't convincing him of their lies, so it should be fine to talk to them. It was better than just wandering around the village aimlessly.

"You don't need to know." he said at last.

"You said earlier that you were here to see Indi- her." Lloyd spoke up.

"You were?" the ghost girl asked in surprise, her voice stronger now. "Why?"

"I wanted to see how much you resembled Indigo."

"I look exactly like her, because I am her." before he could retort, she asked, "Why are you wearing a mask?" Morro paused for a few moments before answering.

"To hide my identity."

"Wh-" she stopped. "Well, we know who you are. Why don't you take it off?" Morro shook his head. He felt... exposed, without his hood. Besides, he didn't want to give them the satisfaction. "Fine." she sat down against the stone wall of her cell. "What do you remember?"

"Why should I tell you?" he asked, staring at her coldly.

"Why shouldn't I?"

"I don't know you. I don't even know your real name. I don't trust you."

"You know my name. You just don't know I belong to it." she retorted.

"You know my name." Lloyd spoke up. "But I think it's safe for me to bet that you don't trust me."

"Correct."

"How did I kill Indigo?" the blond boy asked out of the blue. Morro was silent, trying to decide whether or not to hurt him for asking that. He eventually decided against it, since if he injured him badly then Bansha would know he had been in there. Maybe he would hurt him a little, though, if he continued to ask stupid questions.

"You threw her off a cliff." he replied at last.

"That's not how I died." the ghost girl murmured from her cell. "We were on a bridge, and it broke, and I couldn't run fast enough." Morro turned around to see her leaning sleepily against the wall. "You picked me up, but then you couldn't run fast enough and you dropped me trying to get us to safety. Then you fell too. I hit the ground and blacked out, and I thought I was alive when I woke up, bit then I found you next to my body. You were crying. Then I figured out I was a ghost. When you saw me, you came over and hugged me." she smiled. "Don't you remember any of that?" she asked, her smile fading as she looked up and met his eyes. Morro was frozen. She had just described the dream he had just had – almost exactly. How could she have known that?! It was a dream! That was impossible!

Unless...

Unless it wasn't just a dream.

It was a memory.

And that would mean that Indigo was right in front of him, Lloyd wasn't a murderer, and Bansha had lied to him.

Impossible.

"No." he broke the silence at last. "I don't remember it at all."

"I don't believe you." she glared at him, getting to her feet. "You remember. I can see it in your eyes. Why are you lying?" Morro didn't answer. He turned and ran out of the hall. He had some questions for Bansha.

Lloyd and Indigo have perfected the art of talking to Morro without him killing them.

Alright, I think I'll be able to update tomorrow. Maybe. Hopefully. My dad's taking the week off from work and he doesn't let me on the computer as much as my mom does, so I won't get as many chances to write. Oh well. Which reminds me, I am WAY behind on one-shots. Maybe I'll write one of those tonight instead.

I still need a title for the sequel for RttCR! If you have any ideas, please let me know!

~FFF