Ninjago High:The Forgotten Elements

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Dedicated to Kirby Morrow-Ninjago won't be the same without you but you'll always live in our hearts. You shaped Cole into something amazing-we thank you for that. 

Jay's POV:

I don't think I had been this confused in years. I could tell it was the same with the others, except Neuro and Skylor. He could simply read their minds to understand and Skylor could use his power. "Who's Lillian?", I asked. The rest of the team nodded in agreement.

"Hannah's mother obviously," Skylor answered.

"Yes. Lillian was Hannah's mother. She passed away when Hannah was three." You could see the concentration written all over Neuro's face as he tried to read both Hannah and Morro's minds. He seemed to be sifting through memories, realization hitting him like a train after a few moments. "He's-" Hannah roughly grabbed Morro's shoulders, making him face her. He still didn't look her in the eyes. I could almost hear the gears turning in her head. I took Nya's hand out of habit. Hannah wasn't angry-just confused-but she was still kind of scary. I could tell the others were slightly frightened as well. We had seen a lot and knew something was about to happen. We just got that gut feeling.

"What do you know about my mother?" Morro shook his head, refusing to look at her. She shook him even though he was probably 2 feet taller. "What do you know about my mother?", she repeated louder.

"Hannah, calm down...you need to rest. Your spine has probably messed with your emotions and you need to be careful-" Cole tried to pull the girl back but she stayed rooted to the spot, confused fire burning in her blue eyes. It was at this moment that I realized a simple detail-it was jut something I hadn't seen before. Hannah's eyes weren't just blue-the were multiple colors mixed together, mainly blue with a ring of dark green. Her eyes were herterocrima, with a bright blue, flicks of other colors, and the ring of dark green. The dark green matched the color of Morro's eyes. Something fizzled in the back of my mind as I tried I place things together. How their attitude was so similar, the dark green in both of their eyes, how they shared similar interests...

My hand tightened around Nya's as we shared a look. Our gut feeling was right-down thing did happen. The groin started to slightly shake, a vibration running through me as my element prepared to protect. I looked to Cole in question even though I thought I already knew the answer. He shook his head as he back away, indicating that he wasn't the one making the ground shake, confirming my suspicions. Hannah closed her eyes, then opened them wide. Her irises were no longer blue or green-they were a glowing gold. I could faintly see the near white pupil, but only barely. Trying to look into her eyes was like trying to look into the heat of a star-or a sun if I'm descriptive. I quickly looked away from the glowing orbs and looked at Kai, who had seen the exchange between Cole and I. "It's Hannah!", Kai yelled. Said girl walked away from Morro, her steps light and airy-a stark contrast from the usual stomping she did. Everyone but Morro back away farther as the room shook even harder. A crack started to run along one wall in a vine like pattern. And then the trouble really started to begin.

Hannah began to lift into the air, face void of emotion with her mouth slightly open. It seemed as if stars were lighting up the room and a glowing purple, black, blue, and other colors with the transparancy of light cloudy fog gathered at her fingertips.

"Galaxies," Nya whispered beside me. I could feel her element strumming beneath her skin, threatening to break lose. Morro looked at us. Wisdom seemed to pool in his gaze.

"Don't look into her eyes-they can turn as bright as the sun and blind you!" I wondered how he knew that but I didn't have time to ask as he continued talking. Now listen. Hannah's in shock and she can't control herself. But if we can't apprehend her soon, she could destroy everything in a ten-mile radius," he explained. I nervously chuckled, backing up instinctively. I did not want to become a pile of bones today.