Ninjago- kidnapping

Chapter one

This story has been rewritten as of 2020. Please be mindful comments may not go with whatever is being said in the story, so do not be confused. Enjoy :)

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Zane slowed to a stop, looking back at Lloyd, who was slightly huffing from their run straight from the other part of town. The nindroid couldn't help but smile, albeit a bit shyly. "You alright there, Lloyd?" 

The green ninja gave him that look, and sighed, wiping some sweat beading down his forehead. "I'm getting too unfit." He whined, as if he was a good enough excuse to be out of breathe from a five minute run. "Stop judging me, Zane." 

While he wasn't one to laugh, he couldn't help but chuckle a little, pushing the doors open to the museum and moving aside a little so the smaller could go in first. A small mumble of appreciation came from the puffing teen, and Zane turned to follow him in.  The robot easily detected the guards from their blue uniforms and confused faces, and he poked Lloyd, the pair rushing over to speak with them. 

"Hello-" The white-ninja started, all of a sudden feeling very shy. He was never good with people outside of his friend-circle. "-I believe someone called for the green ninja?" The two men looked at each other, even more confused then before, but then one of him let out a little noise of realization.

"It must have been that guard over there-" He pointed to a shaking man, perhaps in his forties, slumped on a box. "-He was here the night of the attack, so it must've been him." 

Thanking the two men, Lloyd took charge and Zane followed obediently as they made their way over to the fearful guard. The green ninja bent down a little so he could see eye to eye with him, trying his best to not look scary. The brown-haired man was covered in a cloak, which shook as one big item when he did - Zane wondered for a brief moment where he even got a cloak from. "Hey there, I'm Lloyd, you called - woah, hey!"

The man had stood up suddenly, wrapped his hand around the ninja's wrist, and began pulling him down the hall. Tilting a brow, the nindroid quickly followed, a small pit of worry forming deep inside his metaphorical stomach. Zane almost ran into them as they halted to a stop, only just stopping himself. The man was in shambles now, mumbling and pointing into the room. "T-This is w-w-w-where it all took pl-place..." 

"What did they steal?" The ice-ninja used his technology to scan the room and Lloyd chatted to the man. "It'll help my friend here greatly to know what to look for." 

"H-He stole a-an artifact we didn't even t-think wo-worked! I-It summons f-foes o-or allies, b-but they h-have to be d-dead first."

Zane stepped further into the room, scanning every corner before coming to rest on the opened crate near the back. His scanners indicated there were no traces of anyone - except the guard. Spinning around, he narrowed his eyes. "No one stole it - you did!" 

Ripping his wrist from the mans hard grip, Lloyd tumbled slightly towards Zane, spinning around to face the man in the doorway, who smirked, dropping his attitude and unleashing his cloak's strings, the fabric falling to reveal the artifact. "It's funny, isn't it." He cooed as he began to walk forwards, smirking at them. "How someone can just so easily take what they want?" 

The body began to grow green, and then low and behold, a ghost formed next to the man, stretching sarcastically. The guard slumped to the floor, dazed. "W-What happened?" He groaned out, rubbing a hand over his eye. "It was- it was like someone was controlling me..." 

Zane bared his teeth at the being, grabbing Lloyd and pushing him behind him protectively. The ghost leaned down, snatching the chest amour off of the mans slumped form as he slipped unconscious. His eyes snapped up to meet them once he placed it on himself, and his grin widened sadistically. 

"Let's play then."  

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"I've been waiting for this for years." Morro sighed with content as he took control over the green ninja, feeling him squirming against his firm hold, crying out for him to stop. "Shut it, you idiot! Unless-" He looked down at the unconscious robot, kicking him with a foot, feeling joy as the metal body cracked under his strengthened power. "-You'd like me to dispose of him?" 

Lloyd was pleading with him to spare the ninja. My, this was going to be fun.

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Morro couldn't help but giggle as he walked closer and closer to his old masters tea-shop. Wu would never see this coming - his old sensei may have been smart, but after years of being dead and being taught by the ways of evil, he was certain he was smarter. After all, who wouldn't trust the symbol of peace among ninjas? 

Momentarily, his eyes slipped back to where he was dragging the robot using his wind powers. This was going to be a little bit of a problem, but oh well. Morro was certain that this would've ended in a fight anyway, no matter how he played it. 

"Ey, Lloyd!" A teenager, clothed in blue, popped out of the main door, smiling at him widely. So this was the lightening ninja? "How'd it go? Did you-"

Suddenly, his sensei ran through the door, eyebrows furrowed so deeply he could see it from where he stood - he grabbed onto the blue one, whipping him back. "Get away, now! That isn't Lloyd!" 

Typical Sensei Wu. Always there when you least expected it. Morro frowned, the lips that weren't his own frowning with him. It didn't matter though - his wind was stronger than any warning that old man could muster. He easily ripped the blue ninja from his masters grip, slinging him against a wall effortlessly. 

"Wow." He deadpanned, green eyes full of sarcasm and humor as two more ninja ran out of the shop, eyes wide with confusion and fear. "You're even weaker than that robot friend of yours." 

The brown ninja - Earth, if he remembered correctly, narrowed his eyes. He must be close with the white one. "Where's Zane?" He ground out, loud against the harsh winds picking up from his power, "And what did you do to Lloyd?" 

He sighed - why do people ask so many questions? Couldn't they just fight him and let him win already? "Lloyd is here, obviously." He pointed to his head in a very stereotypical teenage fashion, despite being much older than a teen. "And your - Zane, was it? He's right over here." Swooping his hand low to control the breeze behind him, he dragged the robot out for them to see. 

The nindroid, or so the nickname he overheard them say, was pretty destroyed - wires sparked out of dented metal, and a blue liquid dribbled down from his mouth, which Morro supposed was blood. "I'm sure he's fine! Now-" He shouldn't waste anymore time. He needed to do this now, before they could make a plan. "-Let's do this then."