Ninjago stories

Chapter Five

Nya, ever the pragmatist, forced herself to think clearly.  "Blackie," she began, her voice firm, "we understand you care about Mia.  But we can't just ignore this threat.  We need to know where this place is and what's going on."

Blackie hesitated, his tail flicking nervously.  He glanced at the communicator, then back at the group, his internal struggle evident.  His loyalty to Mia warred with his growing unease about her intentions.

"There… there is a way," he finally meowed, his voice barely a whisper.  "But it's dangerous.  And you have to promise not to hurt Mia, no matter what."

A tense silence followed.  The others exchanged glances, the weight of Blackie's words heavy on their shoulders.  They couldn't condone violence, especially against their own sister.

"We can't make promises we might break, Blackie," Kai stated, his voice firm.  "But we can promise to listen, to understand why Mia feels this way.  And if she's a threat, we'll try to neutralize it without violence."

Blackie considered this for a moment, then let out a defeated sigh.  "Alright," he conceded.  "But you have to be very sneaky.  This place… it's special to Mia.  She wouldn't want anyone else to know about it."

A plan began to form in Nya's mind.  "We can accompany you, Blackie.  But not directly.  We'll follow you at a distance, hidden in the shadows.  That way, we can see where this place is and what Mia's up to without her knowing we're there."

Blackie seemed hesitant at first, but after some deliberation, he reluctantly agreed.  He led them out of the monastery, his steps quicker than usual, a nervous energy radiating from him.

The group followed discreetly, staying hidden amongst the trees and foliage.  The journey was long and arduous, filled with tense silences and stolen glances.  Blackie, ever the feline guide, navigated the terrain with practiced ease, leading them deeper and deeper into a secluded part of the island.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they arrived at a clearing.  Blackie paused, his ears twitching.  In the center of the clearing stood a sight that took their breath away – a pristine beach, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun.  The gentle waves lapped at the shore, creating a soothing melody that calmed their nerves.

"This is it," Blackie whispered, his voice barely audible.  "The place."

The others emerged from their hiding spots, their eyes wide with wonder.  This idyllic scene did not match the image of a dangerous meeting place.  But before they could voice their confusion, a voice filled the air.

"Blackie, my baby boy!"  A figure emerged from behind a palm tree, her voice filled with a genuine warmth that contradicted Blackie's earlier claims.  It was Mia, but unlike the cold, hostile persona they'd heard through the communicator, she looked… normal.  Happy even.

Relief washed over Jay, a wave so strong it almost knocked him off his feet.  Mia wasn't evil.  She wasn't plotting their demise.  Blackie, for all his dramatics, had led them to a beautiful beach, and Mia… well, Mia just seemed happy to see her cat.

Blackie raced towards Mia, a blur of black fur, and they launched into a heartwarming embrace.  Relief flooded Jay's system, a warm counterpoint to the confusion swirling in his mind.

Mia, far from the vengeful mastermind they'd envisioned, seemed perfectly at ease.  In fact, she was downright chipper.  Her question, however, shattered the fragile peace.

"Where is he?" she asked, her gaze scanning the clearing.

Blackie, still clinging to her affectionately, let out a dramatic yell.  "Nelson! Get over here!"