Wisps: Recollection (Ninjago X Reader)

3. The White Ninja

Waking up at nine the next week wasn't the torturous part. It was the cocky grin he wore when he saw you by the counter.

"Couldn't pass up the deal huh? Come, come, I'll show you around," He led you to the back of the store. "This is where you will conjure up the dead and schedule appointments, etc."

He opened the door to a room that is the size of a supply shelf. There is a black curtain hastily draped on the wall behind the table in the center of the room. Behind the curtain is a shelf of cleaning supplies.

'Scratch that, it is a supply room.' Your finger brushed against the surface of one of the hanging shelves. Dirt smeared your finger.

"Least you could do is give me a clean room." You wiped your finger on his clothes. He tried wiping the dirt off and made a cumbersome stain.

"That's all the room we have at the moment!"

"People will definitely like the smell and look of a dusty ass curtain hiding cleaning supplies."

"You have a point. I'll take the supplies somewhere else." He begrudgingly ordered some workers to take the objects. You snatched some cleaning wipes and wiped the shelves and table. Your "boss" came back and gave you a dark purple hood with some fake gold chains dangling at the edges.

"What's this?" You scowled at the purple rag.

"A cloak with a hood duh. When you summon the dead or whatever you need a mysterious air about you to build the brand." He then handed you a stack of flyers and thumbtacks, "Hang these up around town, call me if you need anything."

He tossed you a cell phone and dashed out of the room. You flipped the phone open, showing the only contact in it being "Joe". You pocketed the phone and started the dull task. It was around noon when you finished hanging flyers and returned to the store. You were dismissed for the day, as his workers got the store under control, for the most part. He paid you thirty bucks. You went back to your room and took a nap.

That boring routine continued for the next two days. It wouldn't be until the second night that an incessant ringing filled your ears.

"Is this the Seer of Ghost?"

"Yes," Your face cringed at the title Joe gave you, yet you keep your dialogue as professional as possible. "How may I help you?"

"I want to schedule an appointment at nine tomorrow night."

"That's fine, that night has a full moon, perfect to summon the dead."

'No summonings in the day please.'

"Ah okay, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Have a nice evening."

"You too."

You clutched your phone, reflected in its black screen is the black sky dotted with white... Could you even summon someone anymore?

...

Time dripped down like sap on a tree trunk as you waited for the person running late. The little candle with a fragrance of lavender flickered when the door slammed against the white wall.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

"It's alright, please take a seat...um?"

"My name is Mika." She placed a roll of bills on the table, along with the photo of a woman.

''What was Joe's slogan again? "Bring the past into the present", I just need a memory of a pleasant day...' You sighed and placed the photo next to the paper lamp.