The Little One AU《Ninjago》

Chapter 12.

Excerpt from the Day and Night News, the tragedies of the city (p.14):

The horror of the news that a child, a poor child was sacrificed.. for.. being a WEAPON, is terrible and heartbreaking.. I can't imagine how anyone could do such a thing. It's absolutely terrible. Those people should be locked up and taken to the holy... --- ... ---

We apologise.

This writer, screenwriter, should have been stopped from further publishing/writing her side of this article. She had become too... "religious" further in the article.

Thank you for your understanding.

"I want to go..."

Lloyd looked at Morro with shock and an uneasy fear from the depths of his soul. He tried to keep his voice from sounding troubled, agitated as his soul was. Morro reminded him of himself when he was a little troublemaker. This comparison he had seems unreal.

"What do you mean by that, Morro?"

"I want to leave... I wasn't supposed to be here. Never. I wasn't supposed to come back here.. It's not my home. Why did I accept it?! Stupid!"

"Morro.. Don't say that. Hey.. It's not stupid. You really need to be here. With us. We can help you."

"Shut up and don't lie to me!!"

Morro screamed in anger and fear at Lloyd. Soon he put his hands over his mouth and tears flooded his vision.

'It's stupid how sensitive you can/I can be...'

Lloyd looked at the poor child guiltily, wanting to hold him, but the child backed away fearfully, not wanting to hurt someone. Feeling that this will happen if someone touches him.

"Morro..." He said his name slowly and sadly.

"I'm sorry..." He had apologized with fear in his heart. He was going to get scolded and kicked out now, right? It wasn't anything new.. if he remembers correctly.

"Morro.. Morro is okay. Please. Please calm down. I'm not mad." Lloyd tried hard to calm Morro down. He was just a kid who.. was trying to remember a lot. Too much.

He tried to calm him again by taking him in his arms. He felt this would help Morro calm down. This helped him every time when he was a child.

"Do not touch me!"

The little one screamed with tears blocking his vision. The thought of someone touching him was terrified for some reason or another. He jumped out of bed and ran out of the bedroom before Lloyd could stop him.

The blond yelled after the child, running quickly after barely realizing what was just happening.

The little soul was scared, scared and guilty. The tears had increased as his body began to shake worse than a leaf in the winter wind, making his run slow.

"Hey... Where are you running off like that, little one?"

It was Cole.

Who had easily taken Morro into his arms.

Panic set in easily.

"Put me down! D-Down!" He said desperately, starting to struggle.

"Hey.. What's wrong with you?" He hadn't seen the tears yet, the smile still on his face.

"Put me down! Please... Put me down!!"

His voice broke. Starting to wail. He felt destroyed. Drained of strength and to fight. He was meant to fail.