Boredom is Blue
Chapter Thirteen
Nya's P.O.V
I'm barely awake anymore. I feel so weak. I have no idea when I last ate, when I last had a drink of water. When I last had someone to talk to.
Barely aware of anything, I vaguely hear voices above me, triumphant devils anticipating my soon coming demise. But, even higher than all those voices, there is one. An unfamiliar voice, and commanding voice. Her words are clearer to me than others, like somehow I know that what she's saying is important to me. To my life.
"… so stubborn… killing herself… feed her, now. We'll get her support… other way."
Suddenly, hands grab my arms and drag me to my feet. I blearily open my eyes, trying to remember the hallways I'm being carried down. But before I know it, I'm being stripped and thrown into scalding hot water. Biting down on my tongue, I swallow my protests. I will not bow. I will not show weakness.
The water somehow revitalises me, giving me energy I didn't know I had. Now rather happy to be given a bath, I catch the soap thrown spitefully at my face by a grumpy amazon.
"Hurry and bathe. You have two minutes."
Not wanting to waste any time, I hurriedly run the soap over myself, groaning quietly when I notice how thin I've become. That's not good. My ribs and hip bones jut out, looking rather nasty, I think. At least I still have my boobs. Fat load of good they did me, when my captors are chicks, I think disdainfully. All well. Jay's not going to be pleased at my current appearance, anyhow. Not because I'm not very attractive at the moment; to him, I'm always beautiful. But because it's obvious I've been treated poorly. He'll be furious. It is a good thing I like to keep my hair short, though; it's quicker to clean and to dry.
Once my two minutes are up, my guards wrap their sausage fingers around my forearms, yanking me out of the water. I don't complain. Thrusting a towel and some clothes into my face, the give me a little space to get dry and dressed. As soon as the loose shirt they gave me is over my head, I'm forcibly being moved yet again. Jeez, these amazons certainly don't like to wait around.
Grumbling under my breath, I let them carry me along, not trusting my legs at the moment. Not long passes before I'm being seated at a table, a bowl of thick stew placed before me. As much as I would like to shovel it into my mouth like Cole after a day of training, I know I can't. I haven't eaten in so long that eating too much too fast could cause me to become sick. Slowly bringing up spoonful after spoonful to my mouth, I become aware that I'm being watched.
Nix, standing above me with a scowl of barely restrained anger, is creepily watching me eat.
"Do you mind?" I ask around a mouthful of potato and carrot. A sneer of disgust twists up her lips.
"You must be proud of yourself," she hisses. "So brave. Starving yourself instead of just giving us what we want. But we will break you, little girl. And you will join us."
"Oh, my. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you sound a little bitter. But, of course, I do know better, and the magnificent Nix feels nothing, right?" She does sound bitter, that's true. But now that I think about it, if she dislikes me so much, why would she order me to be fed? And, my memory tells me that it wasn't her voice that told the amazons to feed me. Then whose voice was it?
My brain still fuzzy from malnutrition, I decide to file that away to think about it later. Nix is still glaring at me; she really doesn't like me. Getting all up in my grill, she stares me down. Ha, her attempts at intimidation are mediocre at best. Clearly, she hasn't been to one of Cole's coercion workshops. He's very talented at getting information out of people just by giving them a stare and looking threatening.
"You may think you're all that, but let me tell you a little secret, honey. You're nothing. And the sooner you realise that, the better off you will be. So you're going to get the fuck off your high horse and do what I say."
See, I don't react well to being told what to do. Never have, never will. Oh, when it's Cole's orders, it's fine. Because he is my leader and I respect him. Or when it's Sensei Wu or Sensei Garmadon, because they are my teachers and I want to learn.
But not this snivelling, pathetic, terrible excuse for a woman.
So I spit in her face.
Wasn't the smartest thing I've ever done, was it. One step forward, a hundred steps back. It doesn't matter, though. Because I am not nothing. I mean something to those who love me, and I will not kneel because this Amazon demands it. To me, spitting on someone is one of the highest disrespects. It's a disgusting thing to do. I'm somewhat ashamed of my actions. However, this woman doesn't deserve my respect in any way and I want to make sure she knows that, even as I hate acting like a llama.
Chattering in anger like a skeleton, Nix reels back, wiping her face. Snarling an order at the Amazons standing watch, she stumbles out of the room. Once again, my arms are harshly taken and I'm dragged back to my cell. However, my strength is back. I can feel it in my muscles, in my bones. That simple meal was enough to refill my reserves, to give me my resolve back. All of a sudden, I feel like myself again.
Being in my cell isn't so bad, now that I'm clean and fed. A little cosy, really. I still miss Ken, though. I wonder if the boys have found her yet, if they've convinced her to join them. Hey now, that's a good thought. I'm not sure how long it's been since she left, the whole time in this cell blurred together, but if it's long enough, maybe they're on their way now. It's fully probable that they've found her, let her join the team, and have gotten my location from her.
I really, really hope so. I mean, I've gotten my strength back and all, but I still don't want to be here a second more than I need to. I miss Jay. I miss Kai. Really, I just miss my family, because they are all my family. And I all I want is just to go home.
I just want to go home.
No one's P.O.V
Six shadows sneak through the hot sand, following the directions of a figure in white. However, a figure in blue rushes ahead, eager to get where they're going. And where they're going, a base hidden deep in the desert, is drawing closer and closer.
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Katy's Note: Hey, sorry for the shorter chapter, but I felt that this is the best time to stop. Okay, guys, we are nearing the climax of this story. The Ninja are nearing the Amazon base! Exciting, yes? Oh, and the reason for the short chapter is that I got a review saying that they prefer chapters with one P.O.V, and I thought we needed to check up with Nya again. She's still alive! The little part with no P.O.V was just to tell you guys that the Ninja are on their way. Anyway, on to reviews!
Ninjagonerd4ever: Thank you! Man, you're blowing up my ego, you are.
Nya909: Nya's okay, but she was a little out of it for a while. Hope you liked this chapter.
Birthdaypi: Thank you so much! I'm always so happy to read your reviews! I think Jay's P.O.V is my favourite to write, it's so silly and fun, until he gets serious. Ha, I liked that line, too. Yeah, we do still love him.
Foreverdreamer12: I'm glad you enjoyed it! Not sure where that came from, truthfully. I know; I'm super mad at LEGO for the love triangle, too! I HATE love triangles with a never-ending passion!
Guest: Don't worry, I will! Thanks for your review!
Lya200: I'm not sure. I don't think I'll be able to incorporate Pixal, because Ken's Zane's love interest. But the Nindroids and Mindroid (gosh, I love Mindroid) perhaps in later stories. I think it'll be too complicated to do it now, in BiB.
Nadenshka: Thank you, hun. I do like your reviews as well as irl feedback. I'm a bit greedy, aren't I? That's a good idea! I'll keep it in mind for Violence is White, which, if you didn't already know, is the next story. Okay, I'll stop switching the P.O.V so much, just for you :P
I think that's it. Just to tell you guys, I love reviews (as if you guys didn't already know.) Reviews can be anything! Feedback, questions, your favourite parts, or even just to say you like the chapter! It all makes me happy. So, please do! I especially love to hear your favourite parts, I like to know what I've done well. Oh, and with questions, if it's about the characters in the story, I enjoy hiding the answers in the story if I can. So if you ask me something, keep an eye out.
And as a little extra for the winners of the Who-Will-Ken-End-Up-With game, I've decided that they can commission me to write a one-shot for them from my Ninjago universe. It can be anything, from a scene written in another P.O.V than it originally was, a new scene using the characters, even future/past scenes, e.g. a scene from Zane's and Ken's married life. They can also decide if they want it posted for everyone to read, or if they want it sent just to them. So, that's for you Birthdaypi and NinjaMeap. I look forward to writing your commissions!
I think that's it from me, have a fantastic day!
Katy.