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Chapter 5: Dangerous forebodings

Chen indicates Clouse.  "He'll tell you all about reason number two."

Clouse opens his mouth to speak, but Chen cuts him off.  "Oh?  We're missing one more guest."

"WHO?!!"

Chen giggles.  "Here he is now!"

Sensei Garmadon is lead to the group by a Stone Warrior.  It bows to him stiffly and withdraws.

Garmadon takes the chance to run to Morro's side, pulling him into a protective embrace.  Morro, momentarily startled, does not resist. 

"What have you been up to, Chen?"

Clouse groans and rolls his eyes.  "It appears that the goody-goody has arrived..."

"That's Master Chen to you, Garmadon!"

"That's Sensei Garmadon to you, Chen!"  

They stare each other down.

"You had better not been trying to harm my adopted nephew, Master Chen."

Morro's eyebrows shoot up, and he blushes a faint blue in embarrassment.  "Um, Sensei Garmadon?  You are aware that I nearly murdered your son and his friends in cold blood, as well as put the safety of all of the inhabitants of Ninjago at risk, right?"  He looks away in shame.

"So have I, Morro.  So have I."

Morro appears alarmed, but does not seem to want to question him further.

Garmadon catches the boy's eye and explains nonetheless.  "..On account of the Great Devourer venom in my body, and later the Overlord possessing me, of course."

Morro gapes at him.  "Your family's even more dysfunctional than I thought.  ..No offense intended."

"Believe me, I'm well aware of that fact.  My wife has been after my brother for years."

Morro tsks with his tongue.  "What a fickle woman.  And you're so much better-looking than him, as well!  I don't get it."

"Truly, we will never understand the mind of such a woman."  Garmadon sighs.  "My brother's kind, but he really must learn to shave.  For someone younger than me to look so much older just doesn't seem right somehow."

"Yes, I never did get that.  Do you use moisturizer, or-?"

"-I'm sorry to interrupt your fascinating conversation on moisturizers, but we are in the midst of plotting and scheming at the moment."  Soul Archer rumbles.

"I don't care.  Do you care?"  Morro looks up at Garmadon.  "Nope, I don't think we care."

"Careful, Morro.  You're treading on dangerous territory right now."  Garmadon rests a hand on the teen's shoulder warningly.

Morro grumbles, but goes silent.

"Garmadon, you're just an observer.  So observe!"  Chen suddenly cackles, a dark look immediately replacing the smile in his eyes.  His tone turns distinctly menacing.  "Eyezor, you know what to do."

Before even Garmadon can react, a burly tattooed henchman slams into the venerable older man and grabs the boy, twisting his arms behind his back.  Morro hisses in pain.

Several other ghosts hold Garmadon back when he tries to lunge to the boy's aid.

Chen chuckles ominously.  "The ninja may not have been able to hurt you, but as fellow ghosts in our own Realm, where we're strongest,"  Chen grins sickeningly,  "..Oh, I don't think that we'll have any trouble."

A.N: Ooh, the trouble really begins now!  

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