•The World Isn't Ending• (Cole x Reader)

oh my love for you will never fade away•༄

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hey babes! welcome to my Cole x Reader, in this story you are Y/n Ninjago's one and only wind ninja, so enjoy! love ya <3
Song in title- Stockholm Love
by Mathilda June
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The Omega stands tall, his dark form blending with the blackened glow of the corrupted Realm Crystal. The shadows swirl around him like living tendrils, pulsing with ominous energy. I tighten my grip on my sword, muscles coiled, heart pounding in sync with the tremors of the darkened chamber. Garmadon stands beside me, his stance rigid, yet I can sense the unease radiating from him.

The Omega's voice echoes through the chamber, deep and merciless. "So, this is the Realm of the First Spinjitzu Master? Soon, his power will be nothing but a forgotten whisper in the void."

Power? My brow furrows as I turn to Garmadon. "Father, what is he talking about?"

Garmadon exhales sharply, eyes narrowing. "What do you think? The power of your grandfather—the power of Creation." His voice is laced with something unreadable. Contempt? Regret?

The Omega clenches his fist, darkness swirling around it like a black hole threatening to consume everything. "Soon, there will be nothing but Destruction." His gaze locks onto Garmadon, piercing and unrelenting. "You. You are Oni. Why have you not taken this realm for yourself?"

For the first time since this battle began, Garmadon hesitates. He glances at me, his expression shifting—uncertainty flickering behind his usual cold exterior. His mouth opens slightly, but no words come out. He seems... taken aback. Shaken, even.

"Well, I... it's complicated," he finally mutters, and I swear I see the Omega smirk at his hesitation.

The moment passes in an instant. Garmadon's face hardens once more. "Enough talk. Let's get this over with."

Before the words are fully out of his mouth, I launch into Spinjitzu. "HAAAH!" A whirlwind of energy surrounds me as I propel myself toward the Omega. But just as I close the distance, his staff whips through the air with terrifying precision, striking me mid-spin. A sharp, cracking pain explodes in my ribs as I'm hurled backward. My vision blurs as I slam against the wall and slump to the ground with a groan.

Garmadon lunges forward, sidestepping the Omega's first strike, but he isn't fast enough to avoid the second. The staff collides with his side, sending him staggering. He grits his teeth and straightens, a dark chuckle escaping his lips. "Is that the worst you can do?" His voice is mocking, but I catch the slight strain in it. "I'm growing bored."

With a roar, he summons a blast of his dark energy and hurls it at the Omega. The Omega raises his staff, absorbing the impact with ease before redirecting it back. Garmadon barely manages to duck as the blast rips through the chamber, exploding into the wall behind us. The stone shatters, leaving a gaping hole. Dust and debris rain down around us.

I push myself up, still reeling from the blow, just as the Omega leaps high into the air, spinning effortlessly before landing near me. His staff whirls like a hurricane, striking me square in the chest. Pain erupts through me as I'm sent flying through the hole Garmadon's blast created. My body crashes into a podium, sending splinters and debris flying.

Something clatters to the ground beside me. My eyes widen as I see the gleaming blade of the Sword of Sanctuary.

I suck in a sharp breath. "The Sword of Sanctuary..." My fingers tremble as they close around the hilt. The polished metal reflects an image of the battlefield—a glimpse of what's to come. "The future is reflected in its blade..." A smirk tugs at my lips. I push myself up, rolling my shoulders. "Alright. Try that again."