Onyx and Skybound

Wishmasters

Onyx sat in a plastic folding chair, listening to ing to Dareth speak in his studio. "I wish I could tell you the mission is gonna be simple. It's not," he said. Cole frowned and raised a hand. "Uh, yeah, it is. In case no one told you, we got what we need to stop Nadakhan on the island. After we go up there to save Jay, we take care of business. Simple," he said. Onyx frowned. It was never that easy. A fact Dareth seemed to grasp.

"And when you fly your fancy Elemental Dragons up there, just how long do you think the three of you are gonna last against an entire crew of Sky Pirates?" He asked. Nya crossed her arms. "Then we get all the help we need and hit them with brute force. The Commissioner said we'd have his department at our disposal," she said. Onyx bit her lip. She wasn't so sure that the department would exactly give them an armada. The Commissioner nodded. "You have my department at your disposal. Just say the word," he said.

"Then the word is "Goodbye." As in, we say goodbye to Jay when they see us all coming. No, this mission is not simple, but it's not impossible. Not without the help of a little magic. Movie magic. Kevin, Dan, the floor is yours," Dareth said, pointing to two men who were standing off to the side. "Who are they? Retrieval experts?" Lloyd asked as they approached them. Dareth grinned, putting on a pair of sunglasses. "Better. Screenwriters," he said. Onyx frowned at him.

"So we got the message in the bottle from Jay that reads "Don't worry about me, worry about stopping Nadakhan," Kevin, the younger, beardless one, said. "That's nice and straightforward, but very unhelpful. What's more interesting is the message behind the message," Dan added. Onyx tilted her head, the frown shifting from an irritated one to a thoughtful one. Perhaps these two weren't as useless as she'd originally thought.

"Uh, you've lost me," Cole said. Kevin clapped his hands together. "Well, he wrote the message on the blueprints of one of their vehicles, a Raid Zeppelin," he said. "So we suggest we use a little movie magic to recreate one of their ships so you can blend into their fleet," Dan said. Kevin grinned. "Then, after our costumer disguises you as Sky Pirates and an acting coach teaches you their dialect to pass undetected-" Lloyd interrupted him. "Arrr, matey! We be becoming pie-rates!" He exclaimed. Onyx sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose as a costume designer measured her arms.

Kevin pursed his lips. "Okay, um, thinking on the fly. The green one can't do dialects..." he murmured. "The mute Sky Pirate," Dan suggested. Kevin pointed at him. "Yeah, that's it. Next, after we get you close enough..." Kevin finished his sentence. "Cole, the ghost ninja, sneaks aboard the Misfortune's Keep, to poison Nadakhan with the Tiger Widow venom and trap him," he said.

Onyx frowned. That was all well and good, but they still had no idea how they would actually do that. "Wait a minute, I thought the venom could only slow him down. How do we trap him?" Nya asked. "Uh, okay, uh, just spit-balling here. Maybe it's an incantation. Something ancient," Kevin said. "With a lot of hard consonants," Dan agreed. "Yeah. Like, uh..." Onyx stared as Kevin chanted a series of random words. "We're not fighting Cthulhu," she groaned.

Dan ignored her, instead speaking to his brother. "Great idea. Then, when Nadakhan gets trapped in the Djinn Blade, their friends are finally freed," he said. Kevin nodded. "Great idea," he agreed. Ronin flung his hands into the air. "Terrific, this is the plan? You're sending them up there without any real idea of what they may find or what they are up against, and your only answer is movie magic?" He asked incredulously.

Dareth crossed his arms defensively. "So maybe we haven't figured everything out. We're all under deadlines, you know. I know it's a stretch, but this is by far the best bad idea we have. For every hour we waste, another piece of Ninjago goes missing. If we wait any longer, I don't know how much more of a home we'll have left to save. This is the plan, people. Unless any of you have any better ideas, I suggest we get working. All right, let's make some magic, people!" He ordered, snapping his fingers. Onyx blinked. She hadn't thought he had it in him. She nodded and turned to follow one of the Hagemans.

A few hours later, after their ship had been built, an accent coach had tutored Cole and Nya, declared Lloyd to be a lost cause, and decided he liked the idea of a Stiixian pirate (something about it being 'historically accurate), Onyx and Lloyd were being measured for their costumes. "What be a pirate's favorite letter?" Lloyd asked with a grin, his accent still terrible. "Uh, j-j-just don't. Mute pirates don't speak," Kevin said with a sigh.

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Another few hours later, Onyx, Cole, Lloyd, and Nya were standing aboard their raid zeppelin, costumed to a T. Onyx and Nya had been crossdressed to keep with the rules of piracy. Lloyd stood at the bow of the ship, looking out over the sky. "All right, we're getting close. You have the venom, Cole. I mean, Black Blood?" Lloyd asked, glancing at the earth ninja, who nodded.

"I sure do, but aren't you supposed to keep quiet, Mutt the Mute?" Cole asked with a smirk, shaking the vial of coppery liquid. Nya adjusted her faux mustache before speaking. "Don't waste an ounce of that stuff. We may only have one shot here. Oh, I don't like this. I don't like this at all," she said, frowning in worry. Cole placed a hand on her shoulder. Onyx pushed her tri-corner cap up so she could see better, careful not to mess up the careful way the costume designer, Jonah, had braided and layered her hair to keep it out of sight. "Are you alright?" She asked.

Nya rubbed her eyes. "I just hope Jay's all right. It's been so long, we don't even know if he's-" Lloyd cut her off. "Don't! Dont say it. He's okay. He has to be," he said firmly. Onyx looked ahead and tightened her belt. "Regardless of that... we're here. It's showtime boys," she said. Nya nodded. "I'll get us close," she said, steering the zeppelin upwards towards the Misfortune's Keep. When they had gotten up just below it, Lloyd signaled Cole. "Now!" He ordered. Cole leapt up and vanished through the bottom of the ship.

Lloyd, Onyx, and Nya, or, rather, Mutt the Mute, Vile Vincent, and Black Blood, settled down in their vessel to wait. It all rested on Cole now.

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I've been ridiculously busy. We're off-book Saturday, and I've been working on my lines. I've mostly got all of them except the few random lines I've been assigned after the fact. I get to spend basically an entire act just... chilling underneath a bedsheet covering my chair. Except I just don't get up when the setting changes, haha. I fling it off later to bully an innocent friar. We have a theory that Van Helsing is the true villain of the show. It's technically his fault Dracula escapes, actually. He, the vampire EXPERT, gives completely wrong advice disguised as good advice on how to kill Dracula. It's interesting.