That's all I saw.
But I could hear.
A piercing ringing made my ears bleed. Beyond the ring, I could hear voices.
"Y/N!! Wake Up!!"
"She's bleeding too much! We have to retreat and head back to base!"
"Zane! Take her back, we'll hold them off as long as we can!"
I could feel.
I felt cold metal against my face and front, I could feel a warm liquid seep from something on my back.
I could taste.
A metallic flavor flooded my mouth, slipping past my lips.
I felt arms wrap around my body, lifting me. I felt the wind rush past me.
"Please hold on Y/N! Don't you dare give up on me!" A voice begged me.
Before I succumbed completely into oblivion, a single name passed through my thoughts.
I groaned, trying desperately to pry open my eyes. My back was cold, something dabbing against it.
Suddenly, I jerked conscious when memories flooded my brain. The mission, the bots, Garmadon's army, the battle. Searing pain plunged into my back when I remembered why I had blacked out. The metal of a sword slicing through my uniform, shredding skin. I cried out in pain.
"It's okay Y/N. You're safe now." A deep voice said behind me.
"Z-Zane?" I whimpered.
The dabbing on my back stopped and a small kiss was placed against the back of my head.
"Yes Y/N. It's me."
I blushed, noticing that my shirt was torn in the back, all the way down and pushed out of the way. I squirmed, trying to get up, but was pushed back down when I cried out as my wounds moved and reopened.
"Don't move!" I froze at his order.
He dabbed at my wounds, me whimpering the entire time. Finally, he removed the rag, now most likely stained blood red.
"Please forgive me Y/N." He said sadly. "This will hurt."
Confused at what he said, I wasn't prepared for the terrifying sting plunging into the wounds when he dabbed a wet cloth onto the gash marks. I nearly screamed, settling for a sob of pain, clenching my fists, the smell of alcohol tickling my nose.
"Zane it hurts!" I cried out, tears spilling down my face.
"I know..." He whispered. "I'm almost done. I'm cleaning the wounds."
I grit my teeth to the point of pain as he dabbed again and again. When he said he finished, I breathed a sigh of relief. I heard him stand and he pressed another kiss to the back of my head. I went red.
"Nya will help you get changed and bandage your wounds. I'll see you later Y/N." His voice came before his footsteps faded from the bedroom.
Seconds later, loud thumping was heard, heading towards this door. I turned my head to see the door slam open and a tear-stricken Nya standing in the doorway. She sobbed.
"Y/N I'm so sorry! We couldn't protect you!"
I smiled weakly. Nya and I were like sisters since I was the only other girl ninja.
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(First time doing XReader so pls be nice Thank you!) Y/N That's you. No story is the same. No romance is the same. What will your's be? (I've read lots of oneshots and my brother was watching Ninjago, so I thought, 'Why not? I already have an idea.'...