Sat around the dining table, the ninja had been sharing ideas about how to keep Pythor from uniting the Tribes, having spent the past few days since his last attempt disrupting the gatherings of the Serpentine. When Lloyd eventually joined them the conversation turned to his plot of revenge on the Serpentine, much to the group's amusement.
“First, I’ll stomp on his tail. Then when he turns, a thunderclap to his ears. And when he’s stunned, I’ll disarm him!” Lloyd declared, slapping his hands on the table. Wu gave the boy a warning look, but it was the flick to his ear from [M/n] that had him apologizing. “Sorry, Uncle.”
“Too late, hypnotized and under his control.”
“Or he’s already put you in a squeeze.”
“Or spit on you with his hallucinatory venom. Trust me, bad stuff.” Kai dramatically shuddered, making Lloyd snicker.
“So then what is the best way to defeat a Serpentine if you don’t know what Tribe they’re from? Uncle?”
“Without identifying them? It would have been the Sacred Flute you five so carelessly lost.”
[M/n] scoffed, “If you learn to identify the tribe then you can find the best way to defeat them. Scale color, head shape, there are multiple ways to tell them apart. It is not difficult once you learn.”
“We didn’t lose the flute anyways. Pythor stole it! What were we supposed to do?! Fight off an army of Venomari!”
Nya snickered, leaning over to whisper to [M/n], “Not much of an army.”
Wu sighed, “Whatever the case, without it I fear there is no true way to defeat them all at once. It seems you will have to rely on [M/n] to identify the tribe so you may fight them off. I fear Pythor will only continue trying to unite the Tribes, and they will only continue to grow stronger the longer they have.”
“Don’t worry Sensei, I’ve almost reached my full potential, and when I become the Green Ninja, we’re not gonna need any magic flute,” Cole said, flexing.
[M/n] let out a long sigh, pressing his first two fingers to his forehead as yet another argument started. Lloyd tugged on the bottom of [M/n]’s shirt, “What’s the Green Ninja?”
The older stared down at Lloyd, expression inscrutable. “Nothing you need to worry about.” Dropping a hand on Lloyd’s head he easily pushed it down, making him laugh. “The only thing you need to worry about is not growing up to be an idiot like the rest of them.”
“I’m gonna be way cooler than any of them!”
“Good.”
Lloyd playfully tried to swat [M/n]’s hand away, leaning away from the older, which let him realize that Wu was carrying a box of something. “Oooh! What’s in the box?!”
“The ninja’s new uniforms,” Wu answered, opening the box to pass out five smaller boxes. This had the ninja abandoning their argument, reaching to snatch the packages from Wu.
[M/n] took his with care, chuckling at Lloyd’s excitement. “You can open it.”
“Yes!” Lloyd tore into the package, gasping when he pulled the armor pieces free. “Woah!”
The piece that had gotten such an excited exclamation was a raven head pauldron made from iron that was perfectly molded to fit over his arm and bicep. When [M/n] investigated it, he found that the head itself was on hinges, which would allow for the movement he was used too. Beneath the other armor pieces - a leather cuirass, matching leather cuisse, and leather belt with holsters - was the GI itself. It was a grey-purple, silky and breathable, with a silver crown on the hood.
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Fanfiction(n.) A place where one feels safe, a place from which one's strength of character is drawn. [M/n] Caelestis has no memory of who he is, relying entirely upon Sensei Wu to fill in the gaps. With knowledge, a history, skills, and a willingness to kill...
