NINJAGO:Legacy of the First Master of Darkness.

Let's initiate you into ninja!

"In ancient times, the First Spinjitzu Master created Ninjago using the weapons of the four
elements. He found a gifted youth, the First Master of Darkness. Who became his student,
received dark powers, he used them with intelligence and wisdom.. the world was in
harmony.
But after many years, the First Master of Darkness came to the curse of his own power,
rapid aging overtook him.. then death came for him.
After the powerful Master, only his son remained, who was a defenseless
baby."
****
Bright lanterns decorated the stage. all in colorful colors. In the center stood a beautiful
girl, whose movements and voice were more tender than rose petals. The movements of
the young singer fascinated the young Master of Darkness, he could not take his eyes off
the opera beauty. He looked at her furtively, with love.
Phil, or rather the boy in love, came to her concert with his friends.
Wu and Garmadon are the sons of the First Master of Spinjitzu, who took Phil under his
wing... after his father's death.
But he never took on the role of a parent, only a mentor and teacher. But then he died too.
If we move away from this sad topic, there was also a pretty girl with the guys, whose name
was Misako. This is who the Krujitsu brothers are fighting for. Phil at some points thought it
was childish. He had a different worldview.
The performance was coming to an end. At this time, the audience began to communicate
with each other, could order food... or drinks. Fortunately, this was not some nasty tavern,
where you only notice the pungent smell of cheap alcohol and the disgusting cries of
bankrupt drunks.
"I'm going to approach her today. I want to invite Baozhai for an evening walk." The Dark
Master suddenly blurted out.
"What Baozhai?" Garmadon asked. "Never heard of her."
"I think that's the opera singer who was performing on stage just now, brother" answered
Garmadon Wu's question.
-Are you serious? Oh, Phil has been telling us about this girl for weeks now. What "good
friends" you are. - Misako frowned, the girl glanced sideways at her friends who were
sitting on either side of her. The brothers felt awkward, they both scratched their heads
guiltily.
-Ah... Sorry Phil, it's our fault.- Wu apologized first, and Garmadon was silent. He only
nodded slightly.- I think she'll agree to go for a walk with you.
-It's okay, friends, I'm not offended by you, - Phil seemed to rarely get offended, he would
just make a mysterious smile or quietly giggle. Now he turned his gaze to the stage. Other
performers were coming out to the center, the guy realized for himself that Baozhai's
numbers were over and ran behind the stage.. Hoping to see her.
***
When he got there, he found the same beautiful girl, there was no makeup on her face, and
her clothes were very ordinary, a simple red kimono. Definitely her favorite color.
-Baozhai?- the guy said quietly, he approached carefully... without hurrying.
-Ah..?! The son of the First Master of Darkness?- the girl seemed to be scalded at the sight
of him, she knew who he was and knew that this guy often went to her concerts together
with the sons of the First Master of Spinjitsu. Baozhai did not come close, she was afraid.
- Do you know me? - Phil was surprised. The guy smiled at the girl, trying to show all his
friendliness.
-Everyone knows...- the singer answered. She looked away so as not to show the blush on
her cheeks. For some reason, fear immediately changed to sympathy. Now this young man
seemed nice.
-If you are not afraid of me, then maybe we can take a walk? You are so wonderful.
Baozhai. - The heir of darkness extended his hand to his beloved, waiting for her answer.
"Im not afraid of you at all.uh..um." the beauty faltered, she knew who he was by sight,
but his name was completely unknown to her.
"My name is Phil," the guy winked at her and took her hand himself.
This is how Mr. Morty'mer found his love.
A girl of 14-15 years old was running around the shop, every now and then she had boxes of
clay and porcelain dishes in her hands. She tried to carry them carefully for fear of ruining
her father's efforts, which he had worked so hard on.
- Astri, baby, aren't you tired? - a man's voice and the ringing of a bell that hung on the
door of the shop rang out. The man approached the girl, taking the box for himself.
-Oh...What are you saying, dad, it's not hard for me! The main thing is not to go to the
theater with mom...- Astrid exhaled and brushed off her barely dusty clothes.
The father laughed and kissed his daughter on the forehead and headed to a small
warehouse opposite the entrance. He saw the girl growing up every day, she looked more
and more like him.
- Today, training is cancelled, you have an important and long-awaited play coming up,-
Phil stopped halfway to remind Astrid of her business. - Mom will be furious if you don't
come... So l advise you to hurry.
-What do you mean?! It's ina week!- the girl's hair, which was the color ofa raven's wing,
stood on end, and her eyes widened like two large coins. Astrid jumped up and ran to the
exit, she was rushing to the theater and already felt how her mother would scold her for
being late.
Behind the scenes in the dressing rooms before an important play, work is in full swing.
Actors are being prepared, makeup is being applied, and costumes are being adjusted.
Most of the costumes were over 20 years old, they were expensive, and they were kept as
the apple of an eye, God forbid you ruin it.
Astrid enters one of the dressing rooms, all out of breath. She shook herself out of habit
and, looking down, approached her mother, who was ready, all spick and span. This
woman's gaze was stern and scorching, her bright blue eyes and unusual pupils frightened
the new theatergoers. Considering how long she had been ruling here, everyone respected
her as the best opera singer! And also an actress.
"You're late," Boazhei, Astrid's mother herself, said not too loudly. Her voice at that
moment was also habitually stern.
The girl smiled guiltily, and then looked up at her mother and sighed regretfully
. "Yes, Mom, please forgive me! I.." the blue-eyed girl giggled. Baozhey relaxed her tense
eyebrows.
-I know what you were doing, there is no time now, come in.. They will prepare you. Your
role of "Fake Guafey" thank God is still yours. - said the singer and left.
Astrid quickly sat down at the table to be comfortable, but realizing that everyone was too
busy, she took up her own makeup. The makeup may have seemed old to the current
generation, but such are the traditions. The makeup of the characters in the opera is based
on the cultural and historical features of Ninjago, revealing the moral qualities of the
character in color and image solutions that are understandable to the viewer.
There are also types of make-up. Elegant involves preserving more natural facial features
and a minimal amount of make-up applied mainly in the area of the eyes and eyebrows to
emphasize the charm of the character. This type was exactly what the character Astrid had,
as was said earlier, she plays the fake Guafay from the play "Fake Guafay".
There were fewer men in the theatre, even if it was accepted that men played female roles,
it did not mean that it was a duty. There used to be more men, but they all eventually gave
up this business. Times are changing.
The make-up was finished, all that was left was to put on the costume and wait for her
turn. Yes, everything was calm, Astrid's mother was busy with the newcomers, the rest
were also getting ready. The girl approached the hanger and before she could touch the
mistress's outfit, she was immediately slapped on the hands.
-Astrid! I'll dress you myself! Don't you dare touch the costumes! - the new young costume
designer squealed, she took her job very seriously, if someone touched the costumes
without her knowledge, they would not live.
-Okay, okay..! Norma, calm down! I have to go out soon, help me get dressed - Astri snorted
and turned away from Norma, the costume designer frowned at this.
****
That same day.
The evening was especially warm, Astrid collected her things that she had left at the
theater yesterday and headed home.
The play and rehearsals passed calmly, without incident.
Behind them, the roar of a motorcycle was becoming louder and louder, Astri already
imagined in her mind who it could be... in their area, only a small portion of boys had any
kind of transport that was considered cool.
- Hey! Do you needa ride somewhere or what? - the blond guy asked his girlfriend with a
smile and loudly because of the noise of the bike. He stopped right next to her. It was Theo
- Astrid's best friend. Childhood friend.
"I don't really want to go home now" the brunette snorted, kicking stones on the road.
Astrid might miss dinner, but her father won't be angry with her, he'll understand
everything, and hell calm his wife down.
-Well then let's go! To the boys, for example, or we'll sit in the forest by the fire with Mils!-
Theo didn't lose his sly smile, his dimples on his cheeks made his boyish face even cuter,
Astrid couldn't refuse him.
-Oh! That's right, I want to look at the fire - the girl climbed onto the motorcycle and
slightly hugged Theodore with her arms so as not to fall off while moving.
The boy nodded, the friends went ahead. The forest was small, very small! And it's not that
it was far, this place can be called an unofficial park. Unfortunately, the forest was all
overgrown, there was only one entrance and exit.
-Oh, whose guitar is that?- Astrid picked up the instrument and ran her fingers over the
strings, and all that was heard in response was an unpleasant strumming. The girl winced.
Young lady, be careful! | bought it with my last hard-earned money.-Mills took the precious
"life partner" and sat down on a decrepit log, he treated his guitar very carefully.
Astrid grinned and sat down next to him, the two of them were waiting for Theo to deign to
bring some firewood for the fire. There was a pot after all, and some cheap canned food
that Mills had bought too.
The long-awaited blond boy comes out of the bushes with a huge amount of brushwood, it
seems more than necessary. Theo threw the branches literally at the feet of the two friends
and exhaled tiredly.
-Here! I promised I'd bring it! - Theodore snorted and went to the motorcycle to get the
pot.
"And who will light the fire?" Mils asked quietly and raised an eyebrow, the guy and the girl
exchanged glances.
In this staring contest Astrid won, she was still resting, but her friend the guitarist almost lit
the fire. Theo had already managed to come and scold his friends for taking so long. Mills
coped with his task. the three of them extended a victorious "hurray!"
Sitting around a campfire is the best thing that could be. You are warm, cozy, your soulis
calm.. And if you are with your friends, you can sing songs! How wonderful! Our guys were
also not a slouch.
-And what about na-a-ami-Theo extended the letter"a" In the last word, all three of them
sang, for the soul. Astrid was already too tired in the theater, so she quietly gave her voice,
she lowered her head on Theo's shoulder.
"Kilometers of water..." Astrid continued, trying not to fall asleep.
-And what's above us? Whales are beating their tails.- continued Mills after Astrid.
The guitarist played, singing along to his favorite song. Playing the guitar made him happy.
All of them.. Happy.
The fire and the pot did their job, it seemed like some kind of porridge was being cooked..
What Mills brought was always strange - in appearance, taste and smell.
-And there's not enough oxygen for two.
I'm lying in the dark. - The girl finished one of the choruses. The guitar stopped playing.
Astri, half asleep, went to the pot and, stirring it with a spoon, nodded to the guys.
The boys got up from their seats and took a couple of metal camping plates, serving
themselves a portion. Theodore didn't forget about a portion for his girlfriend, but she
didn't even touch it
- Eat. Who did we cook all this for?- said the blond man, eating his portion of hot porridge.
The guy was hungry, he hadn't eaten all day, so such a shitty liquid was food for the gods at
that moment.
-That's right! And the porridge is normal, not shitty at all. - Mills adjusted his glasses. Yes,
he wore glasses. But at the same time he didn't look like a nerd.
- Shitty, the real deal, this slop of yours won't lead to anything good. - Astri laughed briefly.
She took the plate over herself and calmly began to eat. At first glance, it seemed that the
girl was posing as a golden princess who had never tried more than the most exquisite
dishes. Fortunately, this was not the case.
It was the same evening, but the sky was getting darker and darker. Astri asked Theo to
take her home, to which he of course agreed. The girl waved goodbye to Mils and got on
the motorcycle to Theodore. They got there.
The blue-eyed girl looked at her home, where the light was still burning in the windows.
Astrid nodded to her friend, who stepped on the gas and drove away. She came closer,
pressed the handle, the door gave in easily. Entering the house, Astri heard conversations
in the kitchen, not only her parents, but also another one... very familiar.
"Do we have guests?" the girl asked herself, she headed to the kitchen where her parents
and some others met her.
-Woo, Phil, I'm telling you again that Astrid won't do that. You know my point of view. -
Baozhei snapped back discontentedly. She, like the men, didn't hear the sound of the front
door opening.
-What won't I do, Mom? - Astrid asked, frowning. Was something already being decided for
her?
-Nothing..- the girl did not wait for an answer from her mother, Astri turned her gaze to
sensei Wu and her father.
- Hello, Sensei Wu. - Astrid greeted the old man, and then began to glare at her father.
She knew that she would hardly succeed, her father showed no emotion. The man stood
up from the table and approached his daughter, he carefully placed his hand on the girl's shoulde.
-My daughter, you know that it is your destiny to keep the dark power within you. Sensei
Wu is looking for five ninja, the golden weapon is in danger. - Phil did not finish speaking,
Wu interrupted him.
-I came for you, Astrid,
you are the master of Darkness. How will our ninja cope without you?- the old man smiled
and looked at the girl all this time, he was sure that she would agree.
Baozhai's face sank, she wanted her daughter to refuse so much. She was too worried
about her child... and no matter how strict she was, she always loved Astrid.
Phil used to have strong attacks of aggression towards her, because of the darkness and
evil inside him. She thought that Astri would suffer the same way.
Astrid really wanted to be a ninja, but at one point she became afraid that she would really
wield darkness; the girl had never even thought about all the complexity and responsibility
that she would have to bear. But gathering her will into a fist, she knew what to answer.
-'ll go, of course I'll go. I want to, I'm ready. - were all she said.
Wu and Phil looked at each other and smiled, nodding at each other. Now they have to
raise five ninjas. Make real warriors out of them.
"We'll leave at dawn..." Master Wu took his staff and headed to the guest room that Phil had
kindly provided for him. The old man left.
-Well, my dear... You understand us...- Phil turned around and, not seeing his wife, became
worried. -Daughter, l'll talk to mom again, don't worry...
-No, dad..."'ll do it myself, we have a lot to discuss- Astrid stopped her father and ran to the
second floor herself.
The girl knocked on her parents' room, where her mother was most likely, but there was no
answer. "Mom, can I come in?" There was no answer again, and Astrid entered.
Baozhei sat on the edge of the bed, with her back to Astri, and now she felt mixed feelings.
Her daughter had grown up and found a new calling, she would abandon the family
tradition and become a master of the elements like her father. Was Baozhei sad about this?
No.. Not at all about this. The woman understood that sooner or later this day would come,
but she didn't want to believe it.
-Mom, I'm sorry.. I didn't live up to your expectations. I know you would like. For me to
become an opera singer, an actress.. - Astrid felt sorry for her mother, she carefully
approached her and sat down.
-You don't need to apologize, I knew from the start that you wouldn't be an ordinary child. -
The woman took her daughter's hands in hers and directed her blue eyes at hers, which
were also blue. -l'm just very worried about your condition when you can openly use the
darknes.
-Everything will be fine with me, I promise..-Astrid clung to her mother, she hugged her
tightly, at home her mother was so gentle, beloved and most importantly dear. This was
the most important thing.
-I believe you, you are strong... I have something for you. - Baozhey was silent for a minute,
and then took a small box out of the nightstand. - This is for you, please keep it.
Astrid took the box and opened it, there was her mother's wedding ring, it was not
standard. It was made of silver, and the stone was purple. It was made to order.
-Haha.. Mom, what's wrong with you? It's too early for me to wear wedding rings.. I'm only
fifteen! - Astrid couldn't help but laugh, she didn't understand her mother's message in
such a gift.
-Well, well.. I know myself that you are still young. In this gift I meant that you are quite
grown up and.. ButI think you don't need such a gift - Baozhey grinned and took the box
with the ring.
- No, no! I'll take it. - Astri took the ring back and put it on her finger.
- How beautiful.. Mom, if I ever have a wedding, many years from now, I want to get
engaged with this ring. - Astrid said without thinking.
- Is this really my Astri? Who thinks that she will have a husband, a family, right? - the
woman smiled, barely holding back her laughter, Astri's rare stupidity made her laugh. To
such a question, Astri herself laughed at what nonsense she had said.
"Are you going to write to your friends about your departure?" Astrid's mother suddenly
asked.
Yes.. I thought about it, but who will replace dad in the store? - the girl immediately
stopped laughing, she realized that she needed to solve these issues somehow
competently.
-Your uncle will watch, your father will definitely make him. - Baozhei, remembering her
brother's face, wrinkled her nose, she didn't like him. This man was very irritating.
Astrid, Phil and Sensei Wu were already near the steps to the Krujitsu Monastery, there
were more than 100 steps. This monastery is located on the Mountain of Impossible
Height.
But Astrid will have to crawl up the mountain, not walk. But Wu and Phil decided to walk
up the steps and have a proper talk.
It was difficult to crawl, but the girl managed. A cool wind blew over her from head to toe,
and the noise in her ears tried to confuse her. But all to no avail.
-Just a little bit more...and I'l...there were literally "two steps" left to the top. -I'll get
there!-Astrid was finally on the surface, she lay down on the ground with no intention of
getting up.
"You took a long time," Phil chuckled.
-LONG?! And you, dad, generally walked up the steps, it's easier! - Astri snorted.
-First of all, I'm Phil's sensei at the moment, and secondly.. Wu, please...Pour some more
tea. - Astrid almost tore herself apart at these words from Phil.
“of course, brother." Wu filled the Dark Master's cup again.
-Okay, Pa.. Ahem. Sensei Phil, sensei Wu.. What awaits me next?- Astrid finally calmed
down, she knelt down on one knee in front of the senseis.
They looked at each other approvingly and nodded out of habit. “Now let's go into the
courtyard." Sensei Wu opened the gates and a view opened up onto a spacious courtyard,
where the monastery itself stood.
-And my favorite.- Phil hit the golden dragon figurine, it opened and instead of this figurine
there was a red button. He pressed it. A large obstacle course immediately appeared.
-Wow! I always dreamed of having something like this at home! - Astri screamed and
jumped onto one of the moving poles and jumped on each one. Passing this strip was a bit
difficult for Astri, at the very last obstacle she fell to the ground.
"Failure, try again tomorrow," Master Wu said calmly, and then, together with Phil, went
inside the monastery.
"Why tomorrow?!" Astrid shouted after them with displeasure.