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Late Love

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NINJAGO OR THE CHARACTERS, JUST THE PLOT!

Hello everyone! We're back again! Hurray! I thought I would have to get this done tomorrow, but I did it today! Sorry, I didn't put any effort into the title because... it's late in my time zone 🥱 and I'm in the i-don't-give-a-crap mood. Although I will do my best 👍 So! This is a request from @AestheticStory_Cathe! I hope you like this! Now let's start!
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                                  Harumi's POV

I hastily look around my area, until I spot a powerline, connecting to a building lower than me.

I grab it as I run forward, as I push off my legs, as I zip down to a lower building. I wobble a little bit before I steady myself. My palms have a burning sensation, as I struggle to keep my hold firm.

Before I know it, I've landed on the lower building. I immediately let go of the rope, to see my palms having rub burns all over them. I push the thought away, as my fear is an overdrive to escape.

I run forward a little, just as the Collesi stumbles backward, knocking into the area I was just in. I shriek in fear as I take a ladder, going down onto a lower part of the building.

As my feet touch the building, I spot an emergency door on the side. I run to it as I throw the door open as I run inside for safety.

I run down all the emergency steps, as I run down empty hallways. There's no doubt that everyone is busy fleeing.

I peak into a room, identical to my birth room, to see the Collesi stumbling into apartment buildings, ending poor lives in the process.

I gasp in horror, as I leave the scene, as I continue running. I continue running, but I catch myself as I almost pass my escape route.

Bold words, 'EXIT,' were above an emergency exit door. I jump at the chance as I attempt to turn the door knob, but it doesn't budge.

I continue rapidly turning the knob, but it doesn't move. I soon grow frustrated as I lift my leg and kick the door down, as it flies open.

I am then faced with a perfectly safe staircase down.

I almost jump in excitement, until I remember the situation. I almost leap out, until the sounds of a child crying fills my ears, along with the distant chatter of adults.

Despite the situation, despite my safety, despite the fact that this isn't my problem, and that I don't know those people, I reluctantly turn away from the exit, being driven by a new drive.

Love?

No.

Compassion?

No.

Kindness?

No.

Stupidity?

Perhaps.

Interest?

Yes.

As I turned this last corner, I was hit with a terrible sight.

A full elevator, with one family left outside.

All my child hood memories came rushing at me, all at once, and it made me want to cry, but The Quiet One doesn't cry.

Sorrow over takes my heart, and before I can even stop myself, I've already run over to the family as I grabbed the boys arm.

"I'll get you out," I assure as I lightly pull the boy out of the elevator, just as the doors slam shut. "Together."