Chapter 31: Father – Daughter Time
(Mag's POV)
I left our room to reface my father. I walked back to the hall and found them still arguing with Uncle. "Need I remind you ever since he was bitten he's been trying to steal our golden weapons!" Kai yelled. I hid behind a wall so no one would see. "This isn't about the weapons," father said "it's about my son!" Did he really believe that? Could he really only be thinking of Lloyd? But he's evil. I poked around the corner and grabbed Cole's hand. "There is a lot for us to fill in for you Uncle," I said "Zane, Crystal, Jay, and Cole have found their true potential." I looked at my father's expression as he starred at my hand and Cole's intertwined. "And Cole and I are now engaged," I said noticing father's face go hard and cold. "Congratulations," Uncle said as I showed my ring off. "Thank you," I said. "Now please show your father to his room," I became cold and stone hard not wanting to be alone with him, but I knew I had no choice. "Certainly," I said bowing before leading my father out. "It's wonderful to see you again sugar cookie," father said smiling his fangs. I turned to him, "I'm 18, father. You do not need that pet name for me anymore." I looked back as I opened a door to a plain room. It had a bed, a night stand, a floor lamp, a dresser, and a window. "You can stay here," I said turning to face him "Mine, Ally's, Crystal's, and Molly's room is two doors down. Lloyd's old room is next to your's. Ben's room is across from your's. Nya's room is next to his. The boy's room is after his. And Uncle's room is at the end of the hall. I should now attend to Crystal." I started to walk away as he grabbed my shoulder. "I've missed you all," he said. I freed myself from his grip and turned my back to him. "Good bye father." I turned and walked into the second room down to see Crystal still on the bed with Ally next to her. She had stopped crying but her face was red and puffy. I shut the door and locked it. I walked over to the bed and embraced Crystal in another hug. "Crystal it's going to be ok," I said trying to calm her breathing. "Why did he have to come?" she said faintly "I never thought I'd have to see him again. Now we have to live with him?" She only showed her pain in her voice. Not her usual happy and vibrant young voice that cheered us all up. I looked up at the door making sure he wasn't out there. "Crystal," I said "whether we like it or not, he is our father. We have his blood inside us. And if you don't think you can do this for him, do it for Lloyd. We have to get him back." I looked down to her face and realized she was pale. I knew exactly what it was, her lungs were clogged again. "Ally get the others!" I yelled "her lungs are clogged again!" I picked Crystal up in my arms and ran to the door as Ally unlocked and opened it. I ran to the med- room as Ally went to find the others. I laid Crystal on the bed and wheeled out the mucus vacuum. I slowly slid he vacuum tube down her throat and kept the air pressure even and cold. As others filled the room I noticed Molly was checking Crystal's pulse. Ally was checking her temperature as I slowly twisted the tube to clear the lungs. I was so focused on Crystal; I didn't notice my father in the room until he was right behind me. Finally, after about 12 minutes, Crystal's face regained her color and she was gasping. I removed the tube and switched her to the tank of oxygen. "Breathe in," I instructed her holding her mask on "and out." She did as I said and could flutter her eyelashes as she regained her strength. "Alright Crystal," I said smiling and rubbing her hair "your gonna be in bed like before. That was to close for comfort." She slightly nodded her head and smiled. She wouldn't be able to talk for a little while, but she'll slowly get better.
Slowly people left the room. After a half an hour it was just me, Ally, Zane, and father. Once the day went on, I realized the only people who could cook the food for Crystal while she's using the oxygen is me, Ally, and Zane. That means Crystal had to be alone with… him. "We have to make Crystal's special dinner guys," I said gesturing toward the two people in the room I didn't hate "that means you, father, have to stay with Crystal." I could barely get the words out as I stood up. As I walked past him I whispered, "Take good care of her."We left the room together to the kitchen with me looking back every 5 seconds to nervously think about Crystal.
(Crystal's POV)
The sun is shining! "Come on Crystal!"I heard Mag yelled. I looked around. My hair was in its pigtails I always wear. I'm only 9 and so are my sisters. Lloyd's a little 1 year old. I saw my sisters in the water. Mag's bathing suit was purple, Ally had pink, and mine was light blue. We were at the beach. I loved the beach! And the water. We had one piece bathing suits on. I looked back on the sand as I splashed into the ocean. I saw daddy on the sand and mommy next to him holding Lloyd. Lloyd just had on a diaper, mommy had a green one piece, and daddy had on a black T- shirt and purple swim trunks. "Hi Lloyd!" I yelled waving my hands. Mommy lifted Lloyd and he waved. I saw daddy smile at me. I kept waving until a wave took me under. I heard mommy scream my name but it went so fast. I thought I would drown. But daddy saved me; he lifted me out of the ocean and carried me in his arms to the beach blanket.
I woke up in the med- room with only dad there. I still wasn't able to walk, but I felt my throat wasn't hoarse anymore. I lifted my head to see dad right by my bed holding my hand in one of his. Man it's creepy to think that! "Daddy?" I said slightly. I always said daddy ever since I was little. Saying it made me feel like our family was more normal, but we would never be normal in real life. "Crystal? You're awake? Oh thank Ninjago!" He sounded so relieved. It felt good to see some love from him. "What happened?" I was still dazed and confused a bit but I could make out the basic facts. "Your lungs clogged up again sweetheart," he said rubbing my hand "it's all ok now though." I looked at the door wondering where everyone else was. "Where are the others?" I said looking back to his face. Last time I saw him he had pale skin, the same red eyes, and thick brown hair I always use to think was like chocolate fudge on his head. Now his skin was black, he had white fangs, and his hair was as black as his skin. "They're getting dinner for you sweetheart. It's just us right now." I was trying to think straight while dad still looked at me. "You look so different," he said stroking my hair "you use to always have your hair in pigtails. You grew taller, stronger, and into a woman. All three of you." I looked at him with tears in my eyes. He must have seen them because he wiped them away with his hand. It still felt the same way it did 8 years ago. I smiled at him. "Oh, Daddy!" I got up and hugged him somehow finding my strength. He hugged back cradling me in his four arms. Still creepy! We hugged until I realized how hungry I was. "When am I gonna get some food," I said smiling. He smiled and picked me up out of bed with two hands carrying me bridal style, carried my oxygen tank with another, and opened the door with the last one. I guess four arms come in 'handy' sometimes. I mentally laughed at my joke and let dad carry me to the dining room where only Molly sat at. All she did was stare at the picture of me in my dad's arms. I didn't mind as dad set me in a chair and put my oxygen on the floor. He kissed my cheek and set next to me at the table as I smiled. Maybe I could forgive him, could I?