Everyone involved in sealing the Samadhi fire had a descendant, child or a successor except for Nezha.
This fic fixes that.
Enjoy.
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Nezha dashed through the sky with great vigor on his golden roller blades. He was heading home to prepare to seal the Samadhi fire. He had to make sure he was in top shape for the process.
But as he approached his temple, he noticed a peculiar sound. The sound of a baby crying. Confused, Nezha tried to look for the source of the crying and noticing a basket in front of his temple. The celestial flew down to the basket to see what was going on.
Nezha looked inside the basket to see a piece of paper and a baby with dark grey light grey-tipped hair and freckles. The baby quickly stopped crying upon seeing him. Confused by the baby, he picked up the piece of paper and spoke.
"I'm sorry, I've made a mistake. Please take care of my child. As a disciple of Quanyin, I cannot be anywhere with her. Your older brother, Muzha." Said Nezha reading the paper out loud before crushing it in his fist as a vein popped on his forehead. "That irresponsible- I can't take care of a child! I'm not- what gave him the idea that I was- ugh"
Nezha continued to grumble for a few minutes before turning to his baby niece. Nezha wanted to believe it was just a joke or a prank, but that was indeed his brother's handwriting and the baby was real and it's energy was similar to his own. She was definitely his niece. But he couldn't take care of her.
"Look, I can't take care of you." Said Nezha angrily. "I'll just give you to someone who can take care of you."
As if understanding his words, the baby started to wail and cry loudly causing the celestial to panic.
"H-hey, I'm just doing the responsible thing!" Exclaimed Nezha in a panic. "Stop crying!"
The baby did not stop crying. Nezha could only grumble angrily in response, cursing his brother in his mind.
As if to spite Nezha even more, Wukong suddenly appeared on a cloud with an urgent expression on his face.
"Nezha! We gotta go!" He exclaimed in a panic. "We have to seal the fire now!"
"Now?!" Asked Nezha in shock. "I thought there's still some time?"
"Not anymore!" Replied Wukong with a frown. "We have to- wait, is that a baby?"
Nezha froze in place as Wukong quickly picked up his niece with a smile on his face.
"Aww, you never told me you had a kid." Said the Monkey King as he squished the baby's face, making her uncomfortable.
"Because I don't." Replied Nezha swiping away his niece from Wukong's hands. "She's my niece. My brother broke the rules and had a child. Then, he decided I was the right person to RAISE HER!"
Wukong paused. "Ah, I'm sure you'll do great." He said cheerfully before pulling Nezha onto his cloud. "Now let's go!"
"Wait- the baby!"
Nezha panicked with the baby still in his hands. Wukong wasn't stupid enough to take the baby with them, right? RIGHT?!
"It'll be fine." Wukong waved off Nezha's worries. "I'll be there, you'll be there even DBK. Le' go!"
Without even hearing Nezha's opinion, Wukong dashed through the sky with Nezha and the baby behind him rushing towards where they'll seal the Samadhi Fire.
And all the celestial could do was wrap her in a bundle using his red sash and tie her to hit back.
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The baby frowned as the wind hit her face with great force. Even in her second life things sucked.
She was originally a human orphan abandoned by parents she never got to meet. And during her teenage years, she met her end at the hands of a reckless driver. Then, she woke up in a weird lego world of all things as a baby.
And guess what the first thing that happened to her in this new world was? Her father sent her away since he shouldn't have had her because of something about being a disciple of Quanyin.
Even the uncle she was sent to didn't want her.
Soon, they finally made it off that cursed cloud and landed on the ground. Nezha must've felt how disturbed she was as he spoke a second later.
"You and me both, child. I also dislike him." Said Nezha with a frown as he walked forwards towards a giant bipedal bull, the monkey guy from before, a human, a bipedal pig, a guy with blue skin and a full blown dragon.
The baby was scared. Who wouldn't be when you're a tiny baby against a giant bull demon or a dragon?
"A baby?" Asked the demon Bull with a frown.
"Something happened." Said Nezha glaring at Wukong who was saying stuff about his having a niece before sighing. "We'll continue with her. If the samadhi fire isn't contained, she dies anyways."
After a moment filled with silence, everyone decided to start the ritual despite the baby tied to Nezha's back. Something that scared the baby who didn't know what was even going on. Nezha, Wukong and DBK stood around something the baby couldn't clearly make out from the fire itself.
Suddenly, the baby witnessed velvet flames erupt all around her. She could almost FEEL her uncle fight against the fire.
Then something happened. The monkey king said something about this being easy before the flames flared up and one strand dashed towards her and Nezha. Something told her that getting caught in that fire was even worse than death.
The baby closed her eyes shut and went tense in fear. She just waited for the moment the worst happened. But something odd happened. She felt herself do something unintentionally. It was like an invisible limb she never knew about just moved.
A magical grey barrier formed between her and Nezha and the flames. The barrier absorbed the flames upon contact before immediately spitting it back out safely.
Then suddenly, the fire disappeared and the baby opened her eyes again shaking viciously in fear. Nezha calmly took her off his back, still bundled up in his red sash, and stared her in the eyes.
"Did...you do that?" He asked softly, raising a brow.
It shouldn't be possible. The samadhi fire should've burnt through the barrier with ease, but it was deflected instead. How could a baby do this?
"Aww." Wukong cooed over Nezha's interaction causing the latter to frown.
"You." Nezha said with a glare before smacking Wukong on the head. "Way to almost get us all killed!"
"Ugh, sheesh. Chill out, Nezha. It all worked out in the end." Replied Wukong cheerfully. "The fire split, no harm done and your niece helped. Eh? Eh?"
Nezha groaned before turning back to his niece. "What am I supposed to do with you? I don't know know how to take care of a baby?"
Wukong scoffed. "There's a first time for everything. Plus, she DID save your life."
"After you endangered it." Deadpanned Nezha narrowing his eyes.
Wukong chuckled nervously. "Details. Details." He said only for Nezha to start glaring at him.
Suddenly, the baby started to giggle as if finding Wukong's nervousness funny.
Seeing this, Nezha smiled. "Maybe you're not so bad..., niece."
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A long long LONG time later at Nezha's temple.
"AILIN!" Exclaimed Nezha in a stern tone as he opened a door to reveal a room filled with computers and video game consoles.
A girl with dark grey light grey-tipped hair and freckles sat in the middle of this room playing video games. It was Ai Lin. A name Nezha gave her himself. A funny name considering the name of her old life was Aileen.
"Uncle Nezha? What are you doing here?" Asked Ailin raising a brow in confusion. "There's no training today."
"There is now." Replied Nezha in a serious tone. "You can never predict when or where a battle would happen. Training should be the same."
Ailin groaned. "No! Are you sure you're not just feeling lonely?" She asked with a frown.
"I'm sure." Deadpanned Nezha causing Ailin to groan as he dragged her across the floor and out of her room.
After finally dragging his niece to the training grounds, the two began their training.
Stretching, running, high speed flying and maneuvering, meditating, balance with weights, archery and finally a spar that ends with a loss for Ai Lin.
"Uncle Nezha, when can I finally stop training?" Asked Ai Lin with a deep frown as she flopped the ground.
"Until you can beat me." Replied Nezha calmly, crossing his arms.
Ai Lin looked at her uncle as if he was a mad man. "Aren't you forgetting that I'm not a fighter?! I like stuff like math, puzzles, video games, alchemy with mister Lao Tzu, mystical arts and writing 20 page essays about why I hate something." she said angrily. "Not something as brutal, vicious, disgusting, agonizing, distasteful, hateful, irresponsible, hideous, irredeemable, incoherent, saddening, discouraging and disheartening as engaging in barbaric, monstrous, non friendly physical face to face combat!"
Nezha paused. "Are you done?" He asked raising a brow.
"Yeah, I'm done." Replied Ai Lin with a shrug.
"The world doesn't care if you want to fight or not. Evil will attack whenever it wants." Said Nezha calmly. "And you need to be prepared for when it happens. Also, you've already fought against many celestials and won. Cunningly, I have to add"
"You threatened me with more training if didn't win!" Exclaimed Ai Lin angrily.
"Proving that you are a good fighter." Replied Nezha with a frown. "Besides, you needed it with all the training you were skipping!"
"Ugh, what's the point of all this training you crazy jerk?!" Asked Ai Lin angrily. "Nothing even happens here in the celestial realm! It's peace 24/7!"
Nezha sighed. Arguments like these were common between them. They rarely shared an opinion on something. While Nezha was always stiff and confronted problems head on, Ailin liked to wiggle around and find easy ways around problems. This time was one of the few times Nezha agreed with his niece.
"Perhaps you're right." Replied Nezha with a hand on his chin.
Ai Lin was confused. Did they just agree on something?
"You need experience." Said Nezha firmly. "If the celestial realm is too peaceful, the mortal realm it is."
Ai Lin froze. He wasn't sending her away, was he? The thought brought great anxiety to her heart. "You're not gonna just throw me there, will you?" She asked nervously.
"It's for your own good." Said Nezha calmly.
"No." Said Ailin in a panic. "No, nope. Not happening!"
"I'm sorry." Said Nezha before quickly trapping his niece in his sash before she could escape.
Ai Lin struggled viciously against her uncle's sash, trying to escape but to no avail. It was too tough for her to break through.
"Nonononononono, please no. Not again." Muttered Ai Lin as tears formed in her eyes. "Please, I'll do ANYTHING! PLEASE *sob* PLEASE!"
Nezha frowned and took a deep breath. "You'll thank me later." He said as he created the portal to the mortal realm.
Ai Lin quickly began to hyperventilate as a portal formed under her feet. She didn't want to be abandoned again.
As she sunk into the portal, the sash finally came loose as the uncle and niece locked eyes before she fully fell through and found herself in Megapolis.
She found herself alone and abandoned.
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For anyone asking, I don't plan to ship her with Red Son. I'm with the Dragon Fruit fans.
If I ever do romance... maybe MK.
Also, cool color thing. Mk, Red son and Mei have the colors of traffic lights. Ailin has the color of a turned off traffic light.
Tell me if I should make more.
Toodles.