Spirit's Wrath (Book 2 of Spirit's Calling)

Nightmares

A/n: welcome to Book 2: Spirit's Wrath! This takes place during Ninjago season 5, Possession. If you haven't read the first book, Spirit's Awakening, you should be able to follow along, though some things won't make sense.

Also I want to make it clear what my headcanon is for the Ninja's ages. In this book, these are their ages:

Cole = 15, Kai = 14, Jay = 14, Zane = 37, Nya = 13, Lloyd = 11, Y/n = 14

This may not be what everyone else thinks, but for my timeline, this is what it is.

To be clear, Y/n was taken about a month before she turned 2 years old, and lived with Chen for 12 years.

Enjoy!

The dark hallways seemed to hold so many secrets, untold stories, and truths.

Y/n wrapped her arms around herself for warmth, her footsteps silent as the breeze as she shuffled down the red-carpeted hall, gazing into the shadows. They didn't hurt her like everyone else. Maybe they'd have the answers to all her problems.

She wanted to curl up in the darkness and forget everything.

How she hadn't eaten at all that day. How her father gave the order to torture her. How Skylor got all the fancy treatment while she was left in the mud.

Y/n knew she was treated this way because of her age. She was ten — an easy target for the otherwise-oppressed servants. She was their punching bag when they were angry, and she was too young to do anything about it.

Y/n slumped in a particularly dark corner, burying her head in her arms and trying to calm herself. It was the middle of the night — who would be awake now to hurt her?

She stiffened as the wall behind her moved.

Trying not to cry out, Y/n scrambled away and looked back with horror-filled eyes.

Clouse stepped out of the shadows, and they seemed to move with him. No wonder it was so dark.

"Y/n. What are you doing?" He snarled, his fist alit with black and purple flames.

"I-I-I was j-j-just talking a w-w-walk," Y/n managed despite her violent trembling. Clouse was the worst when it came to her punishments, due to his use of the dark magics. He didn't just hurt her physically, but wormed his way into her head to play with her mind. She would be out of it for days following his attacks.

She backed into the opposite wall. No where to run. Clouse slowed slightly, knowing he'd won, and let the flames dance in his hand.

"You're out past curfew," he mused. "You know that's not allowed."

"I'm sorry," Y/n whimpered, pressing herself into the wall as if she could melt into it and hide.

Then from behind Clouse, her father appeared. Where had he come from?

"Y/n, you can't be out past curfew," he scolded. "Bad girl."

Something cold and very strong wrapped around Y/n body, pinning her arms to her sides and lifting her off the ground. A white and purple snake, previously invisible, suddenly materialized, hissing at her with disapproving red eyes.

"Wait—" Y/n tried, but the snake's tail wrapped around her mouth.

"Such a disappointment," Chen clicked his tongue in disproval.

"Waste of time and resources," Clouse agreed.

"Unable to stand up for yourself," Pythor added with a shake of his head. Mock sympathy flashed across all three faces before being replaced with wicked grins.