《Brother of Wind {Book 8: the Sons of Garmadon}》chapter 9
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"Are you the Quiet One? Are you the Quiet One?" Zwne shouted, fighting against Mr. E. He desperately wanted an answer. But his opponent wouldn't give him a response.
"WHO IS IN CHARGE?!" Zane drew back an arrow, putting his element around the tip. It hit E's chest. More bronze colour underneath. But his chest, a power source? Possibly. But the design looked just like Zane's. The Nindroid lowered his hands. He stared at his opponent, his mind was filled with question.
But the only response that Zane got was a kick to the chest that sent him crashing down a cliff. The damage was enough that Zane was almost out of commission. E walked up to the fallen Zane and shut hin down. Zane's eyes went dull and E planted something in Zane's chest.
. . .
"Down here!" Morro called. The wind blew the smaller pebbles away as he reached the ground. The Bounty flew over Morro. The Ninja kneeled down to a fallen Zane. Night approached but the lights on deck kept it easy to see. The anchor dropped down and the others swung along it.
"Zane! Zane, can you hear me?" Lloyd shouted.
"What did they do to him?" Nya asked, kneeling down.
"Say something, Zane. Can you hear us? Zane?" Jay asked. No response.
"Pixal, lower the gurney. Zane's in bad shape. Hang on, buddy. Hang on." Lloyd bit his lip. A strecher cam down and Zane was placed onto it.
"Okay. Winch him up, Pix." Nya said, tugging on the rope.
. . .
"How bad is it?" Lloyd asked, staring up at the computers that surrounded Zane.
"He has extensive damage to all systems. His neural net and cognitive cores suffered severe failures." Pixal said.
"Can you save him?" Nya asked.
"I've diverted power to critical life functions, but Zane will have to do most of the work. He must reconfigure his system and reboot himself." Pixal informed.
"Isn't there anything we can do?" Harumi asked.
"We have to keep moving or the Sons of Garmadon will find us." Lloyd placed a hand on Rumi's shoulder.
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"They'll do anything to get their hands on the child." He said.
"Which reminds me." Morro turned his attention to Cole.
"A child." He tapped his finger as he crossed his arms.
"Um. Yeah." Cole ruffled his hair.
"They called him the key to the third mask." He shook his hand.
"If Cole's right, we need to disappear. Get as far away from Ninjago City as we can." Lloyd snapped his fingers.
"Hmm. Doesn't seem right. Abandoning Ninjago City." Jay said.
"We're not abandoning." Lloyd exclaimed.
"There are others who will protect her."
"Like who?" Kai asked.
"There's always Samurai X. Whoever that is." Nya said.
"But they can't handle everywhere at once. That's why there's seven of us." Morro said.
"Whoever it is, Samurai X is going to have to cover for us until we get a handle on things." Lloyd said.
"Pixal, set a new course. Anywhere but here."
. . .
"Maybe he's thirsty. Give him some milk!" Lloyd exclaimed as the child Cole had saved was crying. They had cutrently stationed him in the Ninja's quaters.
"I tried. He doesn't like milk!" Cole said, passing the baby to Kai.
"What else do babies drink?" Jay asked.
"Don't ask me. Ask him." Kai passed the child to Jay.
"He's a baby! He hasn't learned how to talk yet." Cole pointed.
"Oh! Maybe he needs a diaper change." Jay passed him to Cole.
"Oh my gosh. Do we even have diapers?" Cole asked.
"Why would we have diapers? We're ninja!" Lloyd exclaimed.
"Ooh! Maybe we can use one of our hoods instead." Jay said.
"Not my hood." Kai stepped back.
"We'll draw straws. Loser gives up their hood." Lloyd said.
Morro opened the door and stared at the scene. The whole room went quiet.
".....Wh-....?"
On a whim, Cole placed the child in Morro's arms. Morro stared at Cole. The Earth Ninja waved his hand for Morro to do something.
"Wh- I--... I'm... Uh. He's quiet now." Morro said, walking past to the makeshift cradle. Though no one saw it, Morro gave a smile he only gave to one other person. The child set down for sleep.
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"Maybe you guys are just loud." Morro said, grabbing a towel and wiping his hair dry.
"Is it raining outside??" Jay asked. Morro shrugged.
"Yeah, you must be too loud." He said.
. . .
"My father told me they call this the Dead Man's Squall." Lloyd said, looking at the thunder below in the thicker clowds. The rain was starting to pick up more.
"Do you remember much about your father before he left you as a child? When he was...bad?" Harumi asked, the only one beside Lloyd.
"No, not really. I was too young. What about your parents?" Lloyd said.
"Sometimes in my dreams, they're right next to me. It's like they're still here, but then I, I wake up." Harumi stared deeper into the clouds.
"You're not alone, Rumi." Lloyd smiled.
"Either are you. I know it must be difficult to think they're trying to bring your father back." Harumi continued.
"I can't imagine what must be going through your head. Whatever happens, I'll be here." She said.
"Uh. I better go see what the—Um." Lloyd pointed behind him. He was feeling a bit. Unprepared...??
"I have to go, uh, that way." Lloyd went further down into the Bounty.
Harumi saw Morro walking through the rain on the deck. Then she followed.
. . .
"Wow, look at that storm." Jay said, hiding under the cover from the rain, standing beside Nya as she piloted.
"You know, there was an ancient tribe in Ninjago that worshipped a storm spirit called Wojira." Nya exclaimed.
"They believed Wojira protected them."
"Wojira? Hehe. That's silly." Jay said. A thunder strike rocked the Bounty.
"Not so silly anymore!" Jay yelled.
"Jay? Nya? Can you come to control?" Pixal asked.
The two Ninja entered the control room where Zane rested.
"Everything okay?" Nya asked.
"There's been a development. I have been attempting to repair the damage to his system when I stumbles on something." Pixal said.
"Tes neeb sah part eht." A recording played.
"What's that?" Lloyd asked.
"A digital communication between Mr. E and the Quiet One. Zane intercepted and recorded the call in his last moments of consciousness. It was encrypted, but I managed to decipher the message." Pixal said.
"The trap has been set." The recording played backwards.
"Trap? What trap?" Jay asked.
"Huh. Classic bad guy stuff. It must be in their DNA." Kai crossed his arms.
"Trace the call!" Morro slammed his hand on the table.
"This is our lead. If Zane intercepted the transmition you should have all you need to figure out where it went." Morro said.
"I've already started the trace program." Pixal said.
"That's great, Pixal. How long will it take?" Lloyd asked.
"I don't know. The storm is interfering with my trace program." Pixal said.
Thunder struck again.
"Better make sure we don't flip over." Lloyd said. Morro nodded and rushed to care for the ship on the outside.
"If we descended to a lower altitude, it might help." Pixal said.
"The storm is hiding us. If we drop below the clouds, won't the Sons of Garmadon spot us?" Harumi asked.
"Rumi's right. We're in pretty bad shape at the moment. We have to stay in the storm. Can't risk being spotted." Lloyd said.
"Aren't we already at risk with this storm?" Kai intercepted.
"So where do we go?" Jay asked.
Cole threw the door open.
"I FOUND IT!" He shouted, flapping the baby's blanket into the air.
"What is it?" Nya asked.
"All this time it was with the baby. The map to the last Oni Mask." Cole pointed to the design on the quilt.
. . .
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