The Truth: A Ninjago story

Zane & Pixal

Part 3: in another life

(Pixal)

"In another life, I would be your girl" Vaina's voice spilled out into the room as we entered the stage skylor "it's amphitheater" vaina mind was ecstatic with realizing... the boys were amazed at the realizing that vaina could sing If they only knew. "I think it's a story" Skylor was brushing snow off the wall revealing a picture of what looked to be two lovers. "Pix?" All eyes turned to me as Skylor used her power to brush off the rest on each was held part of a story starting at the first wall, she cleared her voice and began.

In a land which held great mystery, there were masters of elements each a descendant of the first realm masters but this isn't a story of them no this is a story of mind and Ice his name was bek and he was the master of ice his eternal love was Zaya the master of mind but you could call them Romeo and Juliet for nether parent accepted then so they waited for the time when a girl could choose for her self but when that time came along Zaya had to choose between her family and bek even though her family made her choose she loved them and couldn't so bek made a decision of her and even though it broke her heart Zaya knew it was the right one and so two heart still as one traveled different paths.

Bek traveled Ninjago helping those in need and saving those in danger never finding another to love one day when he was coming to the end of his journey he came across a father and a soulless boy knowing that his end was near he gave what was left of his heart to the boy making him the next master of Ice. The old man then traveled to a place no living can go. Now old and gray Zaya felt her love leave this world with regret she made an oath that their hearts would once again be joined. Using her powers she gave an idea to a brilliant man who made a girl with no soul. When the time was just right she met that girl and gave what was left of her heart then joined bek in the land of their forefathers. Keeping her oath to have their hearts joined as they should be.

Water formed in my eyes something that only came to me when I was in great pain I didn't know what to do except kneel down to let my tears consume me, I was made so someone could love, I was not made out of curiosity or love, I was made because of her choice of his choice, I was made to be a thing.

(Zane)

It was a story about us and when it was done she fell to the ground crying for a pain that I didn't understand. We stood helpless around her no one moving but soon pixel's tears grew small flowers that bloomed as vania walked torse her kneeling down she grew them stronger waving them together she created a crown of little purple flowers. "You are not something" vania placed the crown on pixal hair-like head "she right... they might have made you but you are your own person" Harumi's hand in circled Pixal's hands pulling her to a stand "and it doesn't matter who you destined to be with...I mean look at Harumi and Lloyd" I wanted to question what she meant but I didn't think I was the time "so how do we get out of here?" "well... I think it had to do something with zaya's dress" "what do you mean?" "well.. in each dress there are the same pattern of flowers except this flower, it moves in each dress" "only you would notice that detail, Haru" "what can you tell us about the flower? Vain"

"well...it looks to be a Night-blooming cereus, But each one is closed" "why is that signiant?" "The Night-blooming cereus only blooms one night each year" "Do you think we were wrong about the flowers?" "no... I just think that in order to have one bloom we have to use a power... like Harumi's power"

''why...my powers?" "your powers are connected to the first spinjitzu master and he is connected to all elemental masters" "okay...what do I do?" "create a ball of light" I knew Harumi wasn't comfortable with using Lloyds powers especially with their past, but nevertheless she closed her eyes, breathed and did what was asked of her like a good friend willing to do anything. pixal had created a family and I was proud of her for it but deep inside I wished to be a part of that family.