ninjago one-shots [x reader]

Garmadon & Wu: Dawn

-Happy Christmas everyone. Pray 2021 will treat us better

You knew nothing lasted forever, but this? This was it. The final and only breaking point left to snap was this. The Elemental Alliance had been solid. It was like Earth, rigid, unyielding, and whole. Now, it lay in shambles, leaving you with nothing save for suffering.

The war would end soon, you thought. But not in your favour or anyone else beside those slithering pieces of slime. You sighed, running a hand through your hair as Wu have your shoulder a good squeeze. "There was nothing left to be done." he said. You sent him a glance, shrugging off his hand with a frown.

"There's 'nothing left to be done'?" You were beyond angry. Angry at yourself, at how stupid you had been, at how badly everything had turned out to be. Your eyes stung with hot tears but you didn't care, you had to yell, had to let the universe know just how angry you were.

"Wu, if we had been more alert, then we all would have seen it coming! We shouldn't have trusted the word of our own, no matter how tight knit we are. That was how they got us. We were fooled by our own blind belief in each other!" You grasped the sides of your head, ruffling your hair and extending the gap between you and Wu. "I don't care what we do next. I'd rather die than lose to the anacondrai! I will not bow down to them. Never."

You couldn't see through the tears blurring your vision. You were just so angry at everything and anything that came in your way because nothing was supposed to turn out like this, nothing was supposed to not get better. You were tired. Tired of it all. "There's--there's nothing left to do Wu and I...I don't know how we can win when we..."

Suddenly, warm arms pulled you in fast. They were warm, comforting, and loving. You hadn't hugged anyone in a while, not since the start of the War that left you scraping over war plans for days. There was no time for sentiment when anyone could die any moment.

The last rays of sun shone over Wu's golden locks, illuminating the precious colours over your cheeks. Wu was the very embodiment of light. He practically exuded it wherever he went.

"When I was young," he tenderly began, "my father always told me to have faith. Forever, that is what I will hold onto, and for that reason, I will never admit defeat until I know it to be the right path." Your knees began to give out and Wu crumpled to the floor by your side, arms still tightly secured around your shoulders.

"When we walk, it will never be in a straight line, so when we face adversary and hardship, we must never lose faith in ourselves or those around us. I know hope may be lost, but that doesn't mean we can't find it again." You squeezed your eyes shut and buried your face in his shoulder. "Wu, I--I'm falling apart. I can't...I can't do this..."

"Yes you can." he affirmed. "You're strong, so much stronger than you know."

You sat there in the quiet courtyard for a while longer, savouring the comfort that encased your soul. Maybe he was right, maybe he wasn't. You wouldn't know, not until you were sure the war could be won.

When you had finally calmed, Wu glanced at the purple sky mashing with pink and blue. "It's getting dark." he gently said. "Do you want to go inside?" You shook your head. "I think I'll stay a while longer." He nodded in understanding, giving your elbow a pat. "Good night (Y/n). There's dinner on the stove and tea on the counter if you want some. Get some sleep." He glanced at the dark circles under your eyes. "Please."

You watched as Wu made his way to the doors and slid them open. For a moment, warm, yellow light engulfed your figure with warmth. But as soon as it came, it disappeared, along with Wu and his comforting smile. You rested your head in your knees, and for an eternity, you sat in the fading light, allowing the darkness to consume you until the stars and moon decided to enter the stage.