Wisps: Recollection (Ninjago X Reader)

76. Mononoke

Warning: Violence. Also I hope this chapter isn't too confusing? I'll have a thing at the end if so.

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You've been in the same place for so long, your steps running on the tatami mat– you eventually make it outside to the night, the torches lined on the walls and endless pillars unkindled. With a gale. Violent as always– "You're running from them? Aw, are you scared? Are you that weak?"

"I'm tired of seeing you... Let me go. Let me die already!"

"To see me again?"

"You're not– you're– you're not Morro, you're not Lloyd, you're none of these people, get the fuck out of my head!"

"I'm still here." It twisted Morro's body, sending a gale your way. You unsheathed your blade of jade, your shield bursting from his onslaught. Evading them in the dust, you leaped over into the dark, the background incomplete, the shape it possessed changing. Back to Lloyd.

This time... he spoke, "I tossed you away back there, so easily–"

"Of course he would!" Of course he would...

"And still, you can't strike." Flames cackled behind you, ice snagging you back inside by spearing your chest. "Tsk, well, burn by your..."

Everything froze.

"You won't leave. I won't let you."

Fractures of backdrops healed frantically, cracks branching out their lines to cast you back– It all fades out and reverbs.

Sunlight touched your skin in a growing heat. Delicate in the passing sunset. You smelled a tea, tasted it on your tongue. The one Mystake gave you to fight off the dumb voice... mixed with something else, curiously enough. 'What else did she put in here?' Blacks and grays are out of frame, except on a collapsed suit of stone armor... Only as small as it was now because the giant stone warrior was sleeping. "Oh. Look who's out of prison. Huh. That's really weird. I never have cool dreams like this– What is it doing?" You collapsed to the floor, gray hair falling over your vision as you tried to stagger yourself to kneeling instead of having your stupid ass in the air. You looked down at yourself. Fingers and skin and clothes and body not your own. "...what the fuck?"

"...you're on lookout until Mystake comes back." Hinges squeak for oil and release, a door slamming shut with a gasp, steps running over, grabbing you. You flinched, seeing her blue eyes... "You're back–"

Petrified in her hands, you're own are tight in a state of fighting or running, drawing sharp-breathed words; "Another nightmare. Another one. Haha!" You shoved her back, balancing on uneven, swaying footing– "Well... go on, kill me. It's just a dream–"

"No, no, it's not. We'll fix this, okay? Remember?" She sat you back in the chair, the legs bumping into your calf as she's worrying, "Stay here– I'll get them– Lloyd!"

"Oh. Hi, asshole... you're getting better at matching his expressions." You closed your eyes. "Maybe you'll go away if I close my eyes. Though. I guess you can do no wrong, can you? It was the right call... if it worked–"

"Don't... please don't make excuses for me–"

"Excuses? No, no." Floundering in a loopy mood, uncoordinated and high with this body, pain fluttered back in. Whatever was tethering you here was starting to fade. You'll wake up soon. Or maybe you'll stay asleep forever. "You were kinda like me there, and Harumi."