𝘈 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨
Asher Garmadon was the Prince of darkness .
Kai Smith was clever like the devil but twice as smart .
It was convenient both boys liked to do bad things very good.
𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵...
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Warning: Drug misuse
꧁𓊈𒆜"Chapter Nine"𒆜𓊉꧂ If you don't like the world you're in Make one where you do.
It felt like my body was crawling with ants. I felt uncomfortable, everything in me felt uncomfortable. I kept trying to swallow, to push this feeling down but my stomach kept backflipping and my mind kept telling me to change this, change this outcome.
Legendary Purple Ninja.
Legendary Purple Ninja my ass!
I leapt onto the nearest rooftop, I heard someone yell my name, Zane maybe? I couldn't tell and I didn't stop to check.
I opened the rooftop door and walked down the stairs. I think it was an office building, there were big windows and the people I passed were dressed smart. I didn't ponder for long, I was getting looks.
It was one thing to have people scared of you, it was another to have been told those that feared you would be the ones being prophesied to be saved by you.
It didn't make sense.
I needed to get out of here, my heart was going to explode!
I pushed open the big glass doors and was immediately met by speeding cars and a busy street. People rushed passed me, too quick for them to notice who I was.
Good. I couldn't deal with their screaming right now.
A sharp stinging pain stroked my palms softly. I looked and unclenched my fists, seeing small crescent shapes where I had been unknowingly digging my fingers into the soft flesh.
I swallowed thickly and cleared my throat, pushing my way through the busy streets of Ninjago.
Where could I go? Where could I go? I couldn't go to Darkley's, Lloyd was with Wu and the Ninja. I could go to the bar? But what would I do there? Sit with my thoughts? Get drunk and regret the hookup in the morning like I always did?
I had nowhere. There was nothing for me.
I didn't even have my own future anymore.
Who was I?
As much as I wanted to doubt it, there was no denying the First Spinjitzu Master's prophecies. I was his grandson, I'd be ridiculous to.
But if he knew so much, why did he make me, me of all people the fucked up prophesy?
I wasn't a good person. I had the raw blood of Lord Garmadon running through my veins. I had been raised by him, conditioned to his rules.
