•The World Isn't Ending• (Cole x Reader)

everybody loves somebody sometime•༄ (SEASON TEN ENDING)

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hey babes! welcome to my Cole x Reader, in this story you are Y/n Ninjago's one and only wind ninja, so enjoy! love ya <3
Song in title- Everybody Loves Somebody
by Dean Martin
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"The ninja! They're back! The ninja are home! Haha! The ninja are here!" The monks' joyous cheers echo through the temple courtyard as we step off the Destiny's Bounty.

But even their excitement can't touch us.

Can't lift the weight crushing down on our chests.

We stand there, silent. The cheers falter as the monks take in our faces, our slumped shoulders, the way none of us meet their eyes.

Master Wu steps forward, his expression shifting from relief to concern. "What is it?"

I swallow hard, my throat tight, my voice barely above a whisper. "It's Cole. He—He's gone."

Wu's eyes widen, his breath catching.

"He fell into the darkness," Kai adds, his voice rough with grief.

The words hang in the air, heavier than anything else we've carried.

Wu blinks rapidly, stunned. "A-And the Realm Crystal?"

"We destroyed it," Lloyd says flatly. "But it didn't stop them."

A hush falls over the courtyard. The weight of our failure presses down on us like an avalanche.

"What do we do now?" Misako's voice is small, almost desperate.

Before anyone can answer, a figure emerges from the bounty gates.

"Luckily, you have me."

All of us turn sharply.

Garmadon.

Misako visibly shudders, instinctively taking a step back. "Garmadon?"

His red eyes gleam as he meets her gaze. "Misako. The old me would have said something heartfelt and sweet." He steps closer, his voice cold, detached. "But I am no longer that man."

Without another word, he strides past her and towards Wu. With a careless toss, he flings the Golden Armor at him.

Wu catches it, his fingers tightening around the glowing gold. "The Armor of the Golden Master..."

"If we melt it down and reforge the Weapons of Spinjitzu," Nya says, stepping forward, determination flickering in her tired eyes, "we might still have a chance."

Wu exhales, his shoulders straightening. "Prepare the forge."

Kai lets out a long sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. "Guess I better get to it, huh?"

"You can do this," Nya assures him, her voice softer now. "You're the Master of Fire."

Kai nods, though there's uncertainty in his eyes. "Yeah. Right. How hard can it be?"

He takes the armor from Wu and heads toward the forge. We follow in solemn silence, the air thick with tension.

Wu lingers beside me, his hands clasped, his gaze distant. "Cole..."

I say nothing.

Because what is there to say?

Nothing can bring him back.

Nothing can fix this.

A few feet away, Kai throws on his old blacksmith apron, rolling his shoulders before stepping up to the forge. He takes a deep breath, then summons a swirling inferno in his palm.