Ninja Possession {Completed}

Chapter Twenty Five

A/N: Hey guys guess what I'm not keeping track of where in the episodes anything is happening anymore yAy so I'm basically writing free-form YaY

I'm also not keeping track of time lapses between chapters and time-skips so hey this is gonna be a fustercluck

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Stiix. Eerie, quiet, deserted Stiix. It...it's Stiix but...where are all the people? The ghosts? The boys. Nothing. No one is here.

Except...

The hairs on the back of my neck rose and I tensed, turning slowly to face whomever was standing behind me. My breathing hitched and I was torn between standing still in distress, and charging straight towards him to run either my Aeroblade or my katana right through his chest. "Morro."

But it wasn't just Morro. He was still Lloyd. An evil shell of Lloyd, but Lloyd nonetheless. Blond hair turned oil black, skin ghastly pale. Voice deeper, laugh darker. He chuckled, his lips quirking up at one corner, "Hey, beautiful."

His entire vibe set me more on edge and I took a half step back, "Don't call me that. What did you do to the town?" I motioned with one hand at our deserted surroundings. Everything was getting a ghostly green glow to it, reflecting off the misty water.

He started laughing harder, "Do you not remember?"

"No, you idiot," I snapped, reaching my right hand back to pull free my Aeroblade.

My hand closed around nothing.

"I stole you from your team," he sneered, "The Master of Water. Your powers were returning with the return of your precious brother, and I couldn't have you ruining my fun."

A shudder ripped up my spine and I cringed. That's right we're, "In my head..." so technically I could manipulate my surroundings all I want. Add more people if I decided that's what I wanted.

Hopefully he couldn't manipulate stuff either.

But as much as I tried to think up a weapon for my hand, or another person to fight alongside me it just wasn't working. I stood and watched him start pacing, back and forth like a lion on the prowl, "I can feel that, you know. Feel you trying to think up a sword. And hear you thinking, too. You're right, though; I can't manipulate the surroundings just as you can't, either. Downside of having a split mind, I suppose."

"I'll still fight you," I huffed out, "I'll fight you and win."

"Fight?" his laugh was like ice, "Fight? You think you stand a chance against me?"

"Victory is always possible for the person who refuses to stop fighting," I started forward, regaining my confidence, "And I'll be dead before I'll stop fighting you."

"Yes, but will your team be dead before they stop fighting you?" his words stopped me in my tracks and he quirked an eyebrow, "Ooo...hit a nerve, have I? We both know you're the fastest out of all of you. Surprising for a girl. You're supposed to be slower than us boys.

"You're not the smartest though. Far from it, really. Smart about books, smart about people but not about fighting. Never, ever about fighting."

I snarled, my fingers curling, itching for a fight, "How would you know anything about me?"

"Darling, I'm in your head," he stressed, "And I saw how you fight through Lloyd's eyes. You're reckless and bullheaded. You fight like a moose when you need to fight like a Ninja!"

I hadn't even noticed he was getting closer until it was too late and I was sent flying backwards from a kick to the chest. I hit the wooden dock with a thump and slid a few feet before jumping up.