This is my first fanfic.
Just for the record, I do not own Ninjago, nor do I own the characters except the OCs and the plot.
Now, on with the story!
chapter 1: A Dream
Lorie's Pov
I was walking in a dark void. Alone, that's what I was. I stopped, looking around, hoping to find life or light that will lead me out of here. I saw was a dark figure, creeping its way toward me. Screaming, I turned and fled. I manage to escape the shadow, but I couldn't escape the spirits of my family and my friends. Their spirits wailed, "Why did you let us die? You said you will be able to protect us. But it's too late now. You failed."
I closed my eyes, wincing as the tears ran down my face, as I kept running. But then, something tripped me and I fell flat on my face. I lift my face to see shadows coming to me with weapons clenched in their hands. I scooted till my back hit something flat and solid. I pulled my knees up to my chest, making myself as small as possible
The shadows already knew where I was. The leader came towards me with a sword. It stopped, standing right in front of me. I stared as tears that kept running down my face. It raised its sword, preparing to slay me. I shut my eyes, cryin out, "Mother!"
I heard an explosion. I opened my eyes, blinded by the sudden beam of light. I adjusted my eyes and saw a sight that I've seen never before. Thirteen lights, each one a different color, stood in front of me. Red, white, blue, black, crimson, green, golden, dark violet, silver, sky blue, orange, yellow-green, and purple. They circled around me, as if acting like a shield.
The shadows attack the lights. When they got closer, their red eyes glanced at me. I was so scared that I turned my head and looked down. I closed my eyes, feeling weak and helpless. I heard the weapons …. clashing against each other?
I opened my eyes and looked at the thirteen lights before me. They were fighting the shadows, but each one they sliced, six more merge. And slowly, the lights begin to grow dim. The first light that fell to the ground was the sky blue one. "No!" I cried, and ran to help the fading light. But as soon as I got close to it, a shadow tripped me, causing me to fall on the murky earth. I tried to get up but lost control of my arms and legs. I again closed my eyes, feeling weak and defenseless, waiting for a blow to finish me off.
But it never came. I opened my eyes to see the green light blocking the shadow. I squinted my eyes to get a better look. But all I could make out from the light was a person, dressed in strange-looking green pajamas. I couldn't tell whether they were either male or female.
I turned my head to the other lights. They were fighting the other shadows, not with a passion to kill but to protect. I turned my head to look at the faded light, who was less than a foot away from me. But lying in its place was a middle age woman. Leaning closer, I saw that the woman was...
"Mom?!" I yelled. She lifted her head and looked at me. "It's time, my daughter", she said softly. "Time for what?" I cried. "For you to find your powers and fulfill the prophecy."
"Wait! I don't understand! What prophecy?! What powers?! I'm just a girl!," I cried. "Everything will be revealed in time. I will explain when I see you again " She said. "Where?", I cried. "In Ninj-", she was cut off by a crackling laugh. She looked straight at me, fear and determination was in her eyes.
"You must leave. NOW!" "Why?", I asked. "Now is not the time to ask questions",she yelled. "I am NOT leaving! You left me alone with dad and now he's dead. I want to stay! I do not want to be alone!" I yelled, tears streaming down my face. Then I heard the sharp sound of a sword coming out of its sheath. I sharply turned my head to see a dark figure. But now it was closer , I saw the figure was a dark samurai, ready to kill me with its tachi. It swang its sword. I didn't know what to do. I was paralyzed, when something green grabbed me in a golden-green tornado. I looked up, hoping to take a glance of my savior. But all I saw were Emerald-green eyes for the rest was cover in a green mask.
Seeing that we were out of danger, the person carried me as if I were a china doll. When we got close to my mom, the person set me down, and for a moment I swore I saw that the person's eyes were twinkling. Then they spoke in a gruff voice, he sounded like a teenager like me, saying, "Until we meet again, my kunoichi." Then he left to help his comrades.
I turned to my mother, feeling foolish yet determine. Seeing that I was not going to leave, she stood up and put her hands together. She closed her eyes, making it look like she was praying. Her lips moved, sounding out a chant in a language I never heard before. A sky-blue aura started to surround her. I stood there, awestruck by the mysterious light that glowed around her. And I was …. floating? I looked down, seeing that I was encased in a massive ball. Floating away from the battling lights and shadows, and from my mother. I jerked my head in my mother's direction, hot tears flowing down my face as I floated further and further away. "I will see you soon, my child", those were the last words I heard before I was surrounded by darkness. "Mommmmm!"
Thud.
I opened my eyes, greeting the bright light of the sun. After blinking a few times, I groaned when I realized that I was on the hard floor. Not again, I thought. This has to be the… uhg, I lost count after the fiftieth time.
You see, after my dad died, I started having these dreams for the last few years. When I first started having them, I thought it was because I was still mourning for my father. But after the next few weeks, I'm not so sure. And if that's not enough, I keep sensing that someone watching me, but when I turn around, no one was there.
But that is in the past. I've moved on. I am now staying in a apartment, near my best friends apartment. Plus, her stepmom is my landlady. So I have been doing great so far.
Moving along. When I got off the cold, hard floor, I looked around my room. Everything looked exactly the same, except for the clothes on the floor. I looked at my alarm clock and saw that it was 5:45 in the morning. Shifting my gaze, I looked at the photo frames beside it. I smiled as I looked at the picture of my dad and I, standing in front of a statue that looked like the green ninja. Ah, that takes me back to the very day I fell in love with Legos.
Flashback:My dad was a huge fan of Legos. So on his birthday, we went to Legoland. At first sight, it looked boring. But I was sensitive of my dad's feelings, so I pretended to like it. But later on, I found out that I really enjoyed it. And before we left, we headed over to the Lego store. My eyes must have popped out when I saw that they didn't have one sort of set, they have like about 2,000 sorts of sets. I found that my dad was interested in the Avengers and the Batman sets. Me? After looking around, I'd found out that I was more into the warrior like sets. Like TMNT( Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles), Chima, Castle, and Hobbit. But my most favorite out of all of them was Ninjago. It's an amazing set, filled with ninjas who have elemental powers. My dad practically bought me the Destiny Bounty set. I wanted to get more, but being the practical girl I am, I didn't want to waste my dad's money.
But as I could remember, ever since that day, I became totally obsessed with Legos.
Back to the present:I smiled at that memory. Ever since that day, I fell in love with Legos, or, to be specific, with Ninjago. Ah, those were the greatest moments of my life, I thought. With the smile still on my face, I shifted my eyes to the next photo beside. Looking at it, my smile quickly turned into a frown. The frame held the only photo I have of my own mother. I don't quite remember her very well. I was only six that day when she left me and dad, promise to she never did. Twas like she vanished into thin air. From that day, I was convinced of only one thing, she passed away .
Shaking my head, I turned around and walked towards my desk with the vague memory of my mom still in my head. Even though she was gone, there were times I wish she here with me, so I wouldn't have feel alone both physically and emotionally.
Alone. Just the thought of it makes me feel even more depressed. Sighing, I reached out for my Iphone as I settled myself in my desk chair. Turning it on, I glanced down at the screen and saw that it was Saturday today. Well, at least it's the weekend, I thought, This gives me more time to think about that strange dream. I closed my eyes, thinking about my weird dream. You see, it was hard for me to concentrate on that during the first week of highschool.
I must have dozed off for half an hour, for the next I knew, I heard We Can Change the World(:sung by Bridgit Mendler) going off. That nearly caused me to jump out of my skin when I heard that. I calmed myself and smiled. There was only one person I know who'd call me by that ring tone. My one and only best friend, Jasmine. Or Jazz for short.
I picked up my phone and answered it. "Hey, Jazz", I said. "HEY! IT'S ALMOST TIME FOR OUR HANGOUT AND ALL YOU CAN SAY IS 'HEY'!", She practically screamed in my ear. Holding it from me, I set it down and pressed 'speaker'. At least I won't lose my hearing, I thought. Bringing myself out of my thoughts, I answered her. Because one thing I know if I don't answer, she will think that I died. "It's today? I thought Girl's Day isn't until tomorrow", I said. "Well, you might want to recheck your calendar. 'Cause it's today, girl!"
Still feeling groggy, I turned to the calendar I pinned on the wall. Glancing up at the unmarked spot, I squinted to see what I wrote. My eyes snapped wide open. "Oh my great aunt Susan! You're right!", practically yelling with sudden realization. "Told ya so. Anyway, when you're ready, meet me at the Louisiana Public Library. Oh, and don't forget your books!" I rolled my eyes at that remark. What am I, seven?! Either that or she thinks I'm so absent minded. "Kay, I'll see you there", I said. "Okay. Then... Ninjas! Depart!" I laughed at that. Like always, she forget that it's actually 'ninjas! vanish!'. But like the other things we have in common, she's obsessed with Japanese culture. And one of those things are ninjas.
Turning off my phone and plugged it into the charger, I raced to the shower. After a quick wash, I hurried out of the bathroom and hurried to my closet, fishing out my aquamarine one- shoulder shirt. Then opening up one of the drawers of my dresser, I pulled out a jean skirt, light blue leggings, and a sea green tank top.
Quickly dressing into the clothes I picked out ( with a change of underwear, of course), I looked through my shoe shelves till I selected my blue ballet flats and slipped them on my feet, just like a glove.
Then rushing back to the bathroom, I grabbed my hairbrush, quickly brushed through my auburn hair, and braided it into a fishnet braid. Grabbing my now charged phone and the charger, pulling out of its socket.
Running out of my room, I quickly grabbed my book bag from the kitchen counter, stuffing my charger into it, and grabbed a apple from the fruit basket, thrusting into my mouth while rushing out the door. Locking it, I ran down the two fleets of stairs. Panting, I ran out of the apartment building and towards the library, ready for whatever the day throws at me.
Jazz's POV
I was standing outside the library, waiting for Lorie to come. I shooked my head as I recalled the phone call. Lorie forgot that today was our day. But then again, it's not the first time she forgot about Girl's Day. What we usually do on that particular day is what the girls at our school don't call normal. What we usually do, we actually do our homework in the library before we check out new books. Then we head to our favorite fro-yo place. And after spending some time at the national nature park, we head back to the apartment building for our annual sleepover. We usually do it at Lorie's apartment because it's more quiet and there are like no people there. But that normal for Lorie.
Lorie, I thought. Ever since her dad died when she was twelve, she'd changed. When we were younger, she used to be a strong, emotional, but happy girl. But now, it's like she's a different person. Almost all of her emotions are shut off. One of them I name was love.
I was still thinking about Lorie and her past, till I heard , "Hey Jazz." I snapped out of my trance and turned around to see Lorie. "Kyaa!", I screamed, almost jumping up in the air. "Lorie, you scared me", I said, glaring at her. "Oh. I'm sorry. I assumed you heard me coming. I didn't know you were so deep in thought ", she said, looking concern.
I mentally rolled my eyes as I stood there. "Well?", Lorie asked. "Well?", I repeated. "Aren't we going into the library?" she asked, throwing me off guard till I remembered what I was doing here in the first place. "Oh, yeah. I almost forgot.", I said, laughing nervously. Lorie just smiled and shook her head. "Well then, my friend", she said with a British accent, "Shall we enter the wonderful building filled with wondrous books?" I chuckled, deciding to play along. "Why, certainly my compadre", I said in the same accent. Bursting out with laughter, we grabbed each others hand and walked up the front stairs to the door, hand in hand. Little did we know that after today, our lives would change.