Lightbreeze is a Lie

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: No matter what anyone says, I do NOT ship Light Breeze.

Cole opened his eyes slowly, upset that he was waking up so early. At least, it felt early; he was still as tired as he was when he'd fallen asleep. What time is it? He turned to look at the clock on his nightstand, but surprisingly, no numbers showed. That was strange.
The power must have gone out, he decided. It was the perfect explanation for why the clock wasn't working. That, and the fact that the room and hallway lights were out. But then again, if it was nighttime, they'd be off anyway.

Surprisingly, the guys were asleep. Cole got out of the room without a problem and walked into the hallway. No matter what time of day it happened to be, one thing remained consistent- his love for cake. He was in the mood for some at the moment (not unlike most moments) and he was going to get some.

Cole crept into the hallway and flicked the light switch. Nothing. The power in the Bounty really was out somehow. Nya must have landed her while she went to do repairs, he realized. At least the coast was clear. He turned the corner to enter the kitchen, but something was off. It took him a moment to realize that there was light coming from the direction he was walking in. What the-

The light was flickering, casting joyous shadows onto the walls that jumped and danced vigorously. It seemed that the light was coming from some sort of fire instead of a lamp. But why was Kai in the kitchen? Cole was almost sure that he'd seen Kai sleeping in the bed next to him.

He continued inching towards the kitchen, every one of his senses on high alert. There was a shadow looming across the wall. Cole inspected it, analyzing every feature, every curve, every movement. The more he looked, the more he realized just how familiar the shape was, from the lean, still figure to the long, flowing braid sticking out. This was someone he knew and loved.

"Lydia?" he questioned. Cautiously, almost as if expecting danger, he ventured into the room. "Why are you here in the middle of the night?" He turned to someone who was indeed Lydia. She was standing in the center of the room, staring dazedly to the side as if she hadn't heard him. When Cole read the expression on her face, he stiffened. No... it can't be-

Lydia clutched something lovingly in her arms which was, upon further observation, a brightly glowing lantern. A single flame danced inside, lighting up the entire room. The girl was simply staring into the depths of the blaze, and it was almost as if she was gathering strength from its warmth and passion from its fire. Lydia's cheeks were aglow with joy. Her eyes, the same eyes that had once stared at Cole and declared her love for him, were now reflecting the fire of the lantern. Her gaze held some sort of hope, some sort of desire that hadn't been there before. Cole knew at that moment that her heart didn't lie with his anymore.

Finally, she looked up. When she noticed Cole, the color in her cheeks faded and the light died from her eyes. "I'm s-sorry," she finally stammered, looking down to the floor with shame. "I didn't mean for you to find out like this-"

"A lantern?!?" Cole practically screamed, letting out all his hurt and fury. "I'd get it if it were a guy, a normal attractive guy, but you're seriously ditching me for a stupid lantern!? What's gotten into you?!?"

Lydia wasn't fazed by his outrage. "This lantern... it's who I'm meant to be with. I can feel it. This makes me happy, Cole. Please accept that." She looked back up at him, her eyes pleading.
Cole's voice cracked, almost as if to match his broken heart. "I-I thought... you t-told me that it was us, fo-forever-"

"That was never meant to be."

The way she dropped the sentence was completely unbearable to him. Cole let out a cry of pure anguish. He couldn't express the grief that was pulsing through him. I loved her so much... and now her heart belongs to someone- something else...

"Cole?" a voice broke into his shattered mind. "Are you alright?"

Suddenly, the scene faded from his vision. Cole looked around once more to find himself in the boys' bedroom with Lydia hovering over him. She asked again, "Are you alright?"
Cole felt completely and utterly disoriented. "Wh-what do you mean?" he dared to ask.
Lydia frowned. "You were moaning in your sleep," she informed. "Were you in pain or something? Are you hurt?"

Sleep? Cole wondered. Could it- no it couldn't have been, could it? "Lydia?" he started frantically, barely thinking over what he was going to ask. "Do you love me!?"

She seemed taken aback by the question, and Cole's heart plummeted. Of course she doesn't love me anymore. Why did I even ask?

"Of course I love you," Lydia responded, jolting Cole out of his thoughts. "Why wouldn't I?" Cole continued to stare, stunned. But her voice was filled with sincerity, and the emotion in her gaze was genuine.

Cole didn't know what came over him, but he was flooded with so much relief and love in that moment that he found himself wrapping his arms around Lydia and dragging her close. "Woaah!" she cried, pushing away slightly. He let go, remembering how she wasn't one for embracing, but Lydia didn't seem too annoyed. She asked once again, "Cole, are you alright? You're acting kind of... strange."

"I'm just happy to see you again.," he assured her.

"But... you saw me just last night-"

He sighed. "I had a bad dream," he admitted. Lydia looked at him curiously, as if wondering what kind of nightmare it would take to cause his reaction, and he immediately continued, "but it's too stupid to matter much. I'm alright now, I promise."

"If you say so," she replied. Then, quickly, she added, "I do love you, Cole. Now and forever." Lydia left the room. Cole smiled, feeling as if her words had left a pure sunbeam shining in his heart. Why did I ever doubt you? We are meant to be.

Cole got up and checked the clock, which thankfully had a time on it- 10:00 AM. He'd slept in. Perhaps the other ninja hadn't woken him up because he'd offered to make breakfast the night before. Normally, he would be slightly offended, but it didn't matter now; nothing did. The only image floating through Cole's mind was of him and Lydia. Together.

He turned around to look at the open window, and that's when he noticed it-

There was a lantern resting on the windowsill that hadn't been there the night before.
. . . . . .

A figure dressed in a black suit was staring into the open window of the Bounty from behind a tree. He watched in satisfaction as Cole's expression altered from one of contentment to pure confusion, and then doubt. It's working.

He reached into his suit pocket and grabbed a matching black phone out of it. After dialing a number, he waited, still behind the tree. Finally, there was an accented voice on the other line, and the man calling asked urgently, "Master of Nightmares?"

A reply sounded from the other end. The man smiled. His mustache twitched slightly as he murmured, "Give it to him again tonight. You know what you have to do." Suddenly, a French expletive could be heard from the phone. The person the man had called was clearly protesting, and he continued to do so until he heard the words- "I'll pay you double. Just get the job done."

The conversation continued. Some sort of static seemed to crackle from the device as offers were passed back and forth. Time passed, and then when both speakers seemed somewhat pleased with their compromise, the man hung up. He adjusted his spectacles and stared at the lantern that rested on the windowsill, all the while gripping his top hat to ensure that it didn't blow away in the fierce wind.

"It must happen," he whispered manically. "They think Light Breeze is just fantasy. They think it's a mere dream. They think it will never become reality."

There was a pause, and then- "It won't stay a dream. Not if I can help it."

I don't know if I should continue this. Comment your opinions.