Dear Diary,
It has been several years since my father went missing, my mother is distraught, my family is torn apart and it always scares me. Whenever someone would open the door, my mother would rush to see who it would be and be disappointed when it's not my father. She and her sisters then go around, hanging up posters to find our fathers. Nixon is worried as well, he's only 12. He has to become the next ruler of Ninjago while I, being only 11, has to become the next ruler of Ignacia, but that's all for now...
Until next time,
Liliana Garmadon
It was spring and the blossoms bloomed and birds chirping, none of that made Empress Nya any better. It has been 4 years since her husband went missing and she was losing hope. She sent out search parties and no luck. Some come back badly injured, some died. She was on the verge of just breaking down and give up. But she had her sisters to keep her up, even though they too, are looking for their missing husband. Liliana Maya Garmadon, the next elemental master of water and only 11 years old was playing in the garden with her brother, Nixon Kai Garmadon, next elemental master of energy and only 12 years old. "Got you!" Nix cried out, putting his sister in a headlock. "Ok, ok, ok, now let me go, you big oaf!" Lily yelled, slightly choking. Nix let go of her and ran out of the palace and into the village. "Nix! Wait! We're not allowed in the village without a chaperone!" Lily yelled, chasing after him.
They were wandering around meeting people everywhere. Many asked why they were on their own, others just smiled and waved. "Nix? I don't think we should be here..." Lily said looking around. "Don't worry, I've been researching everything, and this is part of my plan," Nix explained and knocked on a door. "Good morning, Mrs. Julian, I was wondering is Winter and Frost here?"Nix politely asked. "Yes, of course, dear, I'll get them right away," Pixal said, going back into the house, and Winter and Frost appeared. Frost, next elemental master of Ice and 14 years old, and Winter, 12-year-old but not elemental powers but an excellent archer. "What are you guys here for?" Frost asked. Nix whispered it to them, and they nodded. "I'll go fetch my bow and arrows," Winter said and coming back with them and handed Frost their father's shurikens.
They headed to Ninjago, which is not far from Ignacia, and asked for Rosemary and Terran. Rosemary, 13 years old and the next ruler of Nom, along with Terran, also 13 years old, the next elemental master of Earth, was also informed of Nix's plan, Terran grabbed his father's scythe and Rosemary grabbed her mother's daggers. They then headed to Jay's house where they asked for Storm, 11 years old, and the next elemental master of lightning, and he grabbed his father's nunchucks. The last place was at the Flaming Abyss where they sneaked past Skylor and Nya and quickly grabbed weapons and armor. Lily was confused when she was handed her mother's trident and Nix held his father's twin swords. They bumped into Ruby and Pyro. Pyro, 13-year-old and the next elemental master of amber, disagreed but changed his mind when his sister, Ruby, 11 years old and the next elemental master of fire, was ecstatic to go. They grabbed their father's sword and their mother's cloak, which gives them invisibility. Skylor asked Mr. Pale to lend her his power to help for war and he agreed and which she transfer that power into the cloak. They were all set and ready, putting on the ninja suits that they were given since young. "Nix, you never told me what was going on?" Lily asked. "You'll understand when we get there," Nix replied and they set out to the field where the search party got ambushed. "Wait...Nixon, you're not serious!" Lily gasped. "Yep...
"We're going to save our fathers!"
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My Blood, My Fire, My Life
RomanceSequel to "My King, My Heart, My Soul". It takes place a few years after the disappearance of the boys and the wives are getting more worried and insane. The kids are trying their best to begin their journey to find their missing father, or will t...
