The legend of the light ninja

Chapter Five | Rise of the Snakes

*I DO NOT OWN THE NINJAGO UNIVERSE AND ITS PAST, PRESENT AND EMERGING CHARACTERS. AND THE PLOT OF THE SHOW. I ONLY OWN MY CURRENT CHARACTER | SAMUEL JASON HOLLAND. *

In the tranquil halls of the Monastery of Spinjtizu, the air was thick with the essence of ancient wisdom and the faint scent of incense. Sensei Wu, ever vigilant and attuned to the spiritual flow of energy around him, meditated in one of the serene chambers. His mind was focused, yet unaware of the sounds echoing from the adjacent training room where his young proteges engaged in lively practice.

Kai's voice rang out enthusiastically amidst the sounds of combat simulations. "Fire strike! Oh, my gosh, is that the greatest move you've ever seen?"

Cole's voice, practical had countered firmly, "Stop trying to do it yourself. We need to attack as a team."

Sensei Wu stepped out into the tranquil training compound, nestled amidst the serene surroundings of the Monastery of Spinjitzu. The sun hung high in the clear blue sky, casting its warm rays upon the lush greenery and cherry blossom trees that adorned the courtyard. A gentle breeze carried the delicate scents of blossoms – notes of cherry, lilac, roses and magnolia intertwined with a hint of powdery vanilla and almond-like aromas – creating an atmosphere of peace and serenity.

As Wu surveyed the training grounds, his keen eyes settled upon Sam, who stood alone amidst the expansive courtyard. Unlike the bustling energy he expected from the four ninjas, only Sam was present, deeply immersed in his rigorous training regimen. The rhythmic sound of Sam's movements echoed softly against the backdrop of nature's symphony, punctuated by his steady breaths and the occasional rustle of leaves in the breeze.

Sam's brow was damp with sweat, each movement was executed with precision and intent, reflecting his unwavering dedication to honing his martial skills. Sensei Wu approached quietly and observed for a moment before speaking.

"Sam," he addressed the hard-working ninja, his voice carrying the weight of curiosity and concern, "where are the others?"

Sam paused briefly in his practice, acknowledging Sensei Wu's presence with a nod of respect. His expression was composed, revealing the seriousness with which he approached his training. "Sensei Wu," Sam replied, his voice steady despite the exertion, "they're...playing a video game."

A hint of disappointment flickered across Sensei Wu's face. He had sensed a shift in focus among the young ninjas lately, a distraction that worried him amidst the ongoing peace. "Playing a video game?" Wu echoed softly, contemplating the implications. "I see."

"Wu, I don't want them to get them into trouble. They're still young enough to enjoy moments of rest," Sam cautioned, his voice carrying a sense of concern as they approached the sliding door leading to the living room. Sensei Wu paused, turning to regard Sam with a measured expression.

"Sam, once again, you have forgotten. You are young as well," he gently reminded.

As they entered the common area, the sounds of animated voices and the glow of a television screen greeted them. The four ninjas were gathered around, engrossed in a video game, controllers in their hands.

Jay's voice cut through the room, frustration tinged with playful exasperation. "Zane, why are you wasting your attacks on me? You have to save it!"

Zane was completely focused on the game, and responded confidently, "But the lesson lives on, and I am getting the hang of it. Hee-yah!"

Cole had chimed in, adding to the animated atmosphere, "Okay, now!"

Sensei Wu observed silently for a moment, his gaze resting on the young ninjas absorbed in their recreation. Sam stood by his side, quietly acknowledging their need for downtime.