A few hours later here I am at some arcade eating a pizza, surrounded by five guys that eat like dogs.
Well, Zane seems pretty normal. He was the only one brave enough to sit next to me, so the others all squeezed in together.
Too loud, too bright, too open.
This is not an ideal situation, but it's only a week. One week. Hopefully Father won't be too angry, in fact, maybe I could get them all there somehow... no, that's nonsense. Stupidity.
"So, how do you like it?"
I look up, unaware of who was speaking. I look at each of them blankly before Jay speaks up again.
"I knew we should've gotten extra cheese! See, she hates it!"
So he's the childish one then. But what is his power?
"I don't hate it. It's simply too greasy. Too fattening," I respond.
Cole sighs. "Can you at least try to relax?"
I lean back and shrug. "It's too loud to relax. Why do you enjoy such a childish place?"
They all look as if I had offended their great ancestors.
"It's not childish! This is a very awesome place meant for very awesome people!" Jay nearly yelled at me.
I cross my arms and start to roll my eyes when I see a black cape exiting out the door.
Was... Was that Father?
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Silent Storm (Ninjago)
FanfictionRun. That is my only and last memory of my parents. So I ran. This is the story of Violet Storm! Don't worry, I won't try to add her to the whole story of the ninja -.-' but I will be meeting them. Also, I'm not sure how much this will go along with...
