It had been a month since the loss of the ice ninja, Zane Julien. Grace has been grieving and spending a lot of time with her best friend, Lloyd Garmadon. The other ninja slowly drifted apart from each other and started making their own living without their beloved white ninja. Grace has been doing her own thing as well, making sure to spend time with Lloyd as much as she can while at it...
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Ever since the loss of my brother about a month ago, I've been trying to put the pieces that were shattered back together. Lloyd has been a huge help with that part of course, but something is still missing. I know it's the hole in my heart that belonged to Zane, but it will heal within time. I'm sure it will.
Lloyd and I were left to train and keep our guards up in case a new menace came around again. Sensei Wu always gave me permission to have a vacation or break whenever I needed it, he knows how I feel about losing a family member. But honestly, keeping myself busy is something I need to do so I'm not crying all the time or becoming a couch potato. I'd much rather take my grief and anger out while training in a healthy way instead of avoiding it. I just can't do that.
"Grace, what are you planning on doing today?" My blonde friend asks me as we finished cleaning up the dojo. I shrugged while retracting my metal whip to its bracelet form.
"I'm not sure yet. I'll probably train more, maybe scope the city for criminals?" I replied while playing with my necklaces and putting a sword away with the other hand. It's been a habit recently, playing with my jewelry. I usually played with my crystal a little, but now it's all my necklaces, constantly. Especially the two that were gifts from my brother and best friend. I had to fight the urge to look at the necklace Cole got me for my birthday, because if I looked then I would start thinking, then I'd overthink, and then I'd be trap in my own head until-
"Grace! Come back to Ninjago and out of your head, please!" Greenie joked with me while waving his hands in front of my face. I snapped back to the present and rolled my eyes. Yeah, until that happens.
"What were you saying?" I hummed while cleaning up the dojo a bit more. He picked up any weapons on the ground and put them back in their respectful spots.
"I was trying to say, maybe we shoud do something? Go and hang out, you know like normal people for once?" He suggested while dropping some throwing stars into a barrel of other throwing weapons. I pursed my lips and hummed, entertaining his idea for a bit.
"I, don't know. I'm not really up for social events that don't involve pummeling a bad guy in the face." I sighed in a pitched tone. Lloyd pouted and sent me his puppy dog eyes. I groaned, knowing exactly what he was trying to do.
"Please will you hang out with me? I'll be your best friend..." He teased with a fake whimper, folding his hands in front of him to beg. He dropped in front of me to his knees which made me snort.
"Okay first of all, you're a dork. Second, how dare you use your green orbs as a guilt trip to persuade me? And finally, I'm already your best friend, greenie." I sassed him back, rejecting his begging and petting his hair. I walked past him and saw his head droop along with his shoulders. I lightly chuckled to myself while putting the last few remaining equipment back.
Lloyd was still silently sulking on the ground as I wiped the few beads of sweat off my forehead. I grabbed my small bag with infinite storage(kind of like Hermoine's bag from Harry Potter, but I spelled mine to be this way), and looked over to the depressed boy sinking into his knees. I furrowed my brows, confused as to why he hasn't tried bickering back, sassing, or teasing me yet. My worry grew so much that I approached him and tapped his shoulder.
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Guardian Angel (Cole x OC)
FanfictionGrace is a girl born into a kingdom on the dark island, but one day has to leave for her own safety. She is adopted by Mr. Julien and his son Zane. But shortly after her father dies and her brother's whereabouts are unknown. She was found and raised...