Crystals and Blood (Ninjago Is Always On Some Shit)
This is going to be the first fic in my Eclipse Born AU. This one isn’t by any means crucial to read for when the plot actually starts up, but I still wanted to get it out there.
A brief piece of context I want to add before you go on to read this fic is that in this AU, Vangelis is a Fraud Skull Sorcerer. Skull Sorcerers are Elemental Masters or Beings of Death that are also, well, Sorcerers. Vangelis is not a Death Elemental, nor is he a Skull Sorcerer. Not that he knows that, because Hazza D’ur didn’t bother to inform him. In the AU, Hazza D’ur was a previous Elemental Master of Death, but there’s a lot about that that’d I’d have to get into, and it isn’t really important to this fic, so I’m not going to right now.
I had tried to change it to “Crystals and Blood (Ninjago Is Always On Something)”, but that just didn’t flow right, so I stuck with the original name.
The next fic written in the series will be the Series Prologue itself, which will show the actual event of something that will be referenced a lot within the series. That will be my first multi-chapter fic, having two chapters.
(Also, real quickly, as a brief alert concerning author’s notes in this series – and the end notes of this fic, sorry – they will be quite long. I can get quite ranty, especially about this AU. And these lengths are even with me withholding information. So yeah. When I get to the actual season fics, they probably won’t be this long for every chapter, but there will definitely be long ones. That aside, have fun reading!!)
Ao3 version
I will probably update this with cover art and possibly more art to add into the fic itself.
6K Words
Trigger Warnings:
Blood
Summary
Finding herself in Ninjago City during the Crystatrophe and not being able to go back home for some time due to magic complications, Jes has to find some way to pass the time. And find ways to deal with the silence and Crystals. Because Ninjago City is not always a fun place to be. Especially while in a lonely situation like this. Even for someone immune to the Crystals.
Running down a street, a figure wearing a black hat and sleeveless outfit along with a white mask pants for breath, seeming to have run for a while. The person darts into an alleyway, skidding to a halt when she realizes that it is a dead end, muttering under her breath, “Shit, shit, shit.”
Behind her, multiple pairs of footsteps can be heard, thumping on the ground as they run after her, accompanied with a multitude of voices yelling at passerby to clear the way.
Glancing behind herself at the sound, her left eye flashes green whilst the right flashes orange in alarm. She turns back to the dead end, staring at the wall. Then, quickly, she pulls out a piece of chalk and rapidly draws a circle (albeit shitty and bastardized) that a person could easily fit through.
Stepping back, she watches the circle transform into a portal, and leaps in just as her pursuers finally reach the opening of the alleyway.
Emerging and landing on the other side, the portal closes behind her. Noticing the sting in her arms, especially the left one, she glances down with a hiss.
On her left arm, she has the typical mystic scarring from occasionally using too strong magic for her skill level reaching up to the palm of her hand. However, the new mystic wounds just opened from the creation of the portal are much longer, stretching all the way up to the elbow, with purple blood slowly seeping out of them.
Her right arm has new and old scars such as these as well, albeit without the blood due to the arm being mechanical rather than organic.
She just stares at the sheer length of these new scars, baffled by the implication that she, an experienced sorcerer with expertise in portals, had somehow gone far beyond her limits.
She snaps out of her bafflement once she notices some of her purple blood starting to drip off her arm. She reaches towards one of her back pockets to pull out dark gray bandages in order to cover the blood and stop it from flowing.
While bandaging her arms, she looks up at the sky, which is strangely overcast with dark purple clouds. She frowns, knowing damn well that clouds of that color are not a regular weather pattern. Standing silently, she also notes just how silent the whole area is, with no people around whatsoever.
Cautiously, she walks towards the street, which is oddly very empty except for a few cars and pink crystals scattered across the road, including a big blue prison bus sitting in front of… Borg Tower?
Left eye turning light blue and the right turning pastel orange, she gasps in excitement, she rapidly darts across the street without bothering to look both ways, halting in front of Borg Tower with a grin on her face. She peers up at the massive tower, saying to herself, “Ohoho, me, Jesiba Ramirez, being the first to be at, let alone in the city of, Borg Tower! Ohhhh I just have to send this to Derek and Kiera! They’re going to lose their fucking minds!”
Her right eye becoming a pastel purple, Jes pulls out her phone and takes a selfie of herself wearing a shit eating grin and the extremely tall Borg Tower sitting behind her. Pulling the phone up after taking the photo, she attempts to message it to her siblings, frowning when her phone declares she has no cell connection.
“No connection? But I thought Derek patched that up… Riiiiight, I’m an ocean away from home,” Jesiba says, proceeding to stand still for a couple of seconds with a stupid smile on her face before her left eye flashes green and her right light blue in panic. She exclaims, “Oh shit I’m an ocean away from home! I somehow portaled across an entire fucking ocean?!”
Beginning to pace around, she starts ranting to herself, “I somehow portaled across an entire fucking ocean?! How? I thought Hazza’Dur had his wards or whatever preventing me from doing so!” Pausing and putting her finger on the mouth painting on her mask, she continues, “But he is dead dead now.”
Stopping and taking a deep breath, Jes stands quietly for a moment in an attempt to calm down. Then, looking back at where she emerged from, she states to herself, “I just need to open a portal and return home. Easy peasy.”
Walking towards a building wall, she pulls out a piece of chalk, pressing it against said wall. However, she hesitates, looking down at her left forearm, on which the bandages are stained purple with blood. Seeing how far up the bandages stretch, she pulls the chalk away from the wall, realizing that she can not safely create another portal to return her home without causing more damage to her arm, possibly even extending beyond minor surface damage.
Looking behind herself at the desolate cityscape, she mutters to herself, “Looks like we’re staying here for a few hours until my arms calm down and heal.”
Stepping back from the wall and putting her chalk back in her pouch, Jes turns around. Taking a dramatic step towards the street, she declares, “Well may as well make the most of it and explore this city, though strangely desolate today!”
Beginning to walk down the street, she begins her solo tour of Ninjago’s Capital City.
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Approximately ten minutes later, Jes is still walking around the city, although less enthusiastic than she was before, now feeling more perturbed by the silence of the city, as well as the presence of those strange pink crystals. Sure, she knew that Ninjago City constantly went through the craziest shit, but this was actually pretty creepy.
But maybe that was just because she is not used to experiencing a situation such as this. But on the other hand, she would swear that whenever NInjago City attacks showed up on the news, people would typically be present in the videos, whether they were running away from the assailants or just going on with their daily lives as if nothing was going on (as well as all the commercials filmed in the heat of the moment while attacks are happening).
Coming to her surroundings, Jes realizes that she had stopped walking, and is now just standing on the sidewalk staring into space. Shaking her head, she prepares to start walking again, but stops when she hears a voice speaking along with the sound of marching, though the thumping of footsteps did not sound regular at all, and sounded more like rocks hitting the ground.
Before Jes has the chance to duck into hiding, an army of Vengestone warriors with pink crystals just like the ones littering the street walk past the corner and down an intersection, turning at the sight of the random woman in the middle of the road.
Perplexed at the utter absurdity of these crystal monstrosities just standing there, Jes cocks her head, just staring, left eye turning bright pink and bright blue in confusion.
While staring, another creature with pink crystals but no Vengestone that Jes had not noticed flying around prior lands on the ground forcefully. Strangely enough, the flying gray creature had no eyes whatsoever.
She then notices the person standing on the creature’s back, who was not someone she ever expected to see again after the whole shitshow in Shintaro over a year ago, where the Earth ninja had slammed Hazza’Dur’s skull into the ground, rendering the False Skull Sorcerer powerless.
And yet, Vangelis was standing on the creature’s back, wearing the mask of a Death Elemental, yet no Skull or ghost of Hazza’Dur within sight.
The two stare at each other for a couple moments, both taken aback by seeing the other wearing the Skull Sorcerer’s mask. Then, as an attempt to appear cool and unphased, Jes goes to lean on a pink crystal to her right, to the absolute confusion of Vangelis, definitely not waving her arm towards it and fumbling as a way to find it. Once she is finally able to lean against it, left eye flashing light purple and the right bright pink in embarrassment, she props her chin on her hand, questioning, “So, back to being the Fraud Skull Sorcerer again, I see? Now, where’s your little skull friend, just so I know who to have a teensy conversation with?”
Having never seen this person before in his life, Vangelis promptly forgets about the impossibility that Jes had just committed by leaning against the crystal, and takes offense to the title she called him, shouting, “The Fraud Skull Sorcerer? I am the one and only Skull Sorcerer!”
Rolling her eyes, Jest retorts, “Suuure you are, buddy. Let me guess, you could whip up an army of dead bodies right now using your non existent elemental powers, am I right?”
Before he is able to respond, some sort of communicator dings, and a feminine voice speaks in an irritated manner, saying stuff that Jes cannot make out. Grunting in exasperation, Vangelis says, “I have somewhere to be and no time to deal with ‘fans’ of myself.” Waving his hand to five of his Crystal Warriors, Vangelis orders, “Take care of her for me. And make sure to do what that useless chunk of crystal did and Crystalize her.” With that, the crystal winged creature he is standing upon takes off into the air, and the rest of the army proceeds to begin marching again.
Pushing herself off the crystal, Jes exclaims, “I am not a ‘fan’ of you! Wait, what do you mean Crystalize me? What does that even mean?” Before Jes can say anything else, the Crystal Warriors charge at her. Jes quickly squares up, bouncing on her toes, ready for a fight, and mutters to herself, “Why did I leave my sword at home?”
She catches one of the warriors with a punch to its Vengestone jaw, sending it reeling to the side. However, the other four warriors grab onto her, pushing her down in an attempt to Crystalize her like they had done countless civilians within the city already, causing her eyes to revert to a light green on her mask due to the Vengestone.
Using her left arm, upon which the blood from her wounds is starting to seep through the bandages, she pushes on the warrior’s by its crystal arm, attempting to throw it off. But before Jes gets the opportunity to properly do so, her purple blood makes contact with the crystal, causing it to explode with a shattering sound.
Flabbergasted at whatever the hell had just happened, Jes’ left and right eye do not flash any color, unlike how they normally do. Unlike Jes, however, the Crystal Warriors are unphased, and still attempting to Crystalize her, which mainly just involves them standing and touching her. Jes kicks them off, jumping to her feet and looking at the warriors.
So, doing the most obvious thing you should do when you apparently have magic hands that can shatter pink crystals when you touch them, Jes proceeds to run up to one of the warriors and punch it on its arm. With the right arm. The one that has no Oni blood on it.
When it does nothing, Jes stares at her arm confused, and then jumps away from the warrior, squaring up for another hit, yet again bouncing on the balls of her feet.
Another of the remaining four warriors quickly rushes at her, which is a surprise due to how slow they generally move, and swings its crystal tipped weapon at her. Ducking to the side, she moves her left arm up, then shoves the elbow down on the warrior, her blood making contact with pink crystal yet again and shattering the warrior, leaving the number down to three.
“Okay, what the hell is going on?” Jes exclaims, appalled. She catches a whiff of Oni blood, causing her to sharply look down and finally notice the blood seeping out of her bandages. “Ah fuck,’ Jes mutters, “My bandages are leaking? This almost never happens!”
However, before she is able to properly readjust her bandages, the final three warriors surge towards her, going in for their final attacks.
Jes, who is now sick of the entire situation, shouts, “Come on! Will you fucking quit it already! I have bandages to readjust!” She proceeds to fight the warriors, exchanging and dodging blows with them. Throughout all of this, she avoids using her left arm, trying to keep her blood from potentially touching and destroying anything.
After knocking one of the warriors’ staffs to the side, she kicks both that warrior and another away, turning towards the one now closest to her. She bends down, using her left arm to grab at the staff and pick it up. Yet again, for the third time, however, when she touches the crystal, it explodes.
Staring at it, Jes finally realizes what is going on and what is causing the warriors to shatter. Smirking to herself, left eye flashing purple and the right orange, Jes quips, “Third times the charm I guess.” Then, eyes flashing light purple and bright pink again, she mutters, “Though it should’ve taken me less time to realize that.”
Fixing her attention back to the warriors, now all standing again, Jes rapidly unbandages her left arm, and holding the blood covered bandage in her right arm, runs towards the warriors. The warriors march towards her, in no rush to attack, and prepare to explain blows. However, when Jes comes near them, she jumps and flips over the three of them, landing behind them. Whipping around, she presses the palm of her hand against the back of the middle warrior, quickly darting away right after her bloodied palm makes contact with the crystal and shatters it. Then, she lunges towards the warrior on her left, throwing her arm out to make contact with the crystal. Once contact is made and the warrior explodes, she pivots towards the one on her right and whips the bandage in her right hand out at it, making sure one of the wet bloodied parts touches the warrior’s crystal.
Following the shattering of the final crystal warrior, Jes steps back, and takes a deep breath, eyes becoming a calm brown and blue. Then she lets the air out, breathing in again, and proceeds to holler while throwing her hand with the bloodied bandage up in the air, “Take that, fuckers!” She subsequently gloats, taunting the now nonexistent warriors, “You just got destroyed by Oni blood! Personally, could not be me!”
Calming down again, jes glances down at her left arm, which still has the glowing wounds upon it, signifying that her body is still recovering from the massive amount of magic used. She sighs, knowing she cannot currently make a big portal jump like she had to accidentally get to Ninjago, stating, “Guess I have time to kill.” Still looking down at her arm, an idea pops up in her mind, and she rapidly glances at some of the pink crystals scattered along the street. Jes advances towards one of the crystals, and then slowly stretches her left arm towards it, palm spread out. She lightly makes contact of her palm with the crystal, causing it to immediately explode underneath her fingers, despite not pushing much force outwards.
Jes pulls her hand away from where the crystal used to be, and smirks down at her arm, declaring, “And I think I know just how to pass said time.”
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A group of three Ninjago City civilians striving to find a safe place to wait out the Crystastrophe walks carefully and quietly down a sidewalk, hoping to avoid any Crystal Warriors or Crystalized civilians.
Coming towards a street corner, one of the people peers out past the building at the corner to check that no Crystalized person was anywhere near waiting to ambush them. Seeing that it was all clear, he motions for his two companions to follow him, and begins to walk down the street towards the next place they can temporarily hide.
After five minutes of constant jogging and hiding, they finally come across the next intersection.
However, this time, when the lookout peers around the corner to check that no one is there, he notices one of the members of the Council responsible for the whole Crystatrophe walking around, going up to crystals and tapping them, all while making an annoying “Bap” sound every time they touch one of the crystals. Which was all in all a very strange action for one of the people responsible of the the Crystals sprouting up everywhere to be doing, but what truly concerned the civilian was that the person touching the crystals was slowly going down the street towards him and his group!
He retreats back behind the corner, quickly ushering his two companions back down the street from whence they came and into a small alley, gesturing at them to be quiet. Confused by what was going on, one of his companions fumbles around and knocks a box off another within the alleyway, causing a loud thump to sound from within.
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Walking down a street, Jes goes from crystal to crystal, pressing her bloodied hand against them, saying, “Bap” every time she touches and explodes one. She heads towards a corner, not really trying to go to one particular place in the city. After all, she is just destroying the crystals to pass the time and let her body recover enough to make another portal to head back home. However, when Jes begins to cross the intersection, she hears a loud thump sound towards her left, coming from the street perpendicular to the one she is currently going down.
She turns around and sees three people staring at her with terror in their eyes. Uncomfortable by the emotions in their gazes, Jes leans her left side against a crystal right next to her as a way to appear nonchalant. And then proceeds to harshly fall against the ground with an “Umph” when her blood makes contact with the crystal and shatters it, causing her support to vanish out of existence.
Jes quickly gets up and brushes her clothes down. Glancing up at the people, she states, “Well, what a situation is going on right now, eh? Ninjagois always on some shit, am I right? Or am I right?” She grins, clasping her hands together while waiting for a response.
However, the people within the group exchange glances, nodding to each other as looks of determination cross over their faces, proceeding to dart out and rush at Jes. The apparent leader of the group shouts, “We will not let you take over Ninjago, you monster!”
Shocked, Jes dodges backwards at their slow and clumsy attacks, exclaiming, “Take Ninjago? What? Why would I take Ninjago?” As one of the civilians punches at her left arm, she has to extend it out of reach, reproaching, “And stay away from my arm! I don’t want to bleed on you, okay?”
Despite that, the group keeps on trying to attack Jes, who in her attempts to not harm them, keeps moving backwards. While taking a step back, the heel of her foot knocks against a loose crystal. She quickly picks it up and swings it towards one of the people as a way to stop them from attacking without actively harming them, shouting, “That’s it!”
Yet, despite not meaning any harm, when the crystal makes contact with the man’s body, he starts to go through a painful transformation, writhing around. Eyes turning purple and green, Jes fearfully steps back, staring in shock at what is transpiring, all while holding the crystal that caused it.
After the man fully becomes crystal, his companions begin screaming and running away. Alert at the sound, the crystal zombie slowly ambles towards them, gaining speed as he chases them.
Still staring in shock and fear, Jes looks down at the crystal in her hands, dropping it as her hands begin to shake. While staring, Jes hears the two people screaming, and snaps her head up to see the zombie running after them. Then, she runs towards the zombie in an attempt to prevent it from attacking the two uncrystallized civilians.
Catching up to and surpassing the zombie, she grabs a chair outside a cafe nearby and hits the zombie with it, knocking it off its path. Distracted from its previous targets, who continue running away, soon out of sight as they turn a corner onto another street, it then starts ambling towards Jes to attempt to Crystalize her and spread the crystals across the city. Throwing the chair to the side, Jes prepares to punch the zombie with her bloody arm, before realizing that doing so may result in the zombie exploding like all the other crystal things she had touched rather than going back to normal. So, running to where she threw the chair to pick it up again, Jes rushes back to the zombie, proceeding to try to temporarily pin it down.
After succeeding in doing so, she quickly climbs up a two story building to its roof, walking towards the edge and staring down at the zombie. The crystal zombie quickly frees itself and rushes towards the building, just roaming around once it realizes that it cannot easily get up onto the roof where Jes is perched. Looking down at the zombie, Jes sadly says, “I’m sorry. But I can’t help you. If I try, you’re more likely to get hurt than if I don’t. Hopefully the ninja will help you or something. I don’t know.” Cracking a weak smile, she says, “Never been to Ninjago before.” Turning around she runs on the roof, and leaps onto another building, and another, traveling away from the crystal zombie.
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Climbing a taller building and looking into the windows, Jes notes that multiple people are residing within it, presumably taking shelter from the whole situation going on outside in the city. And now knowing what those crystals were capable of doing, it made sense to Jes why no one was outside. But they were not being very quiet about it. Though they were in higher stories of the building. So maybe they were not as concerned about being found by the Crystal Warriors as they would be if they were closer to the ground. Climbing a few more stories to the roof of the building, Jes pulls herself onto the roof and leans against the entrance to the stairs leading below.
Ignoring the sounds of whatever everyone was doing inside, she looks out towards the sky, her attention drawn towards the big floating island with an Oni face carved on its front situated around the middle of the city. Emotionally and physically tired from the whole situation, Jes looks down at her left arm again, which still has the glowing scars reaching up her forearm, the upper half had considerably dulled. Seeing that she probably had about an hour or two left of waiting, Jes says to herself, “Heh. Have more time to waste, I guess.” Yawning, Jes makes herself comfortable against the rooftop access. Jes begins to nod off, falling asleep a couple of minutes later.
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A bright purple blast jerks Jes awake, who notices many crystals now growing on the building’s rooftop. Jumping up, Jes shouts, “What the fuck!” After realizing that nothing is coming to attack, she calms down, relishing in the silence.
Jes looks around, noticing that the floating island had drifted towards a different part of the city while she was asleep. Then, she realizes just how quiet it is, with no one within the building making any noise. Panicked, Jes darts into the rooftop access, throwing open the door and rushing down the stairs, trying to find someone.
Only to find everyone Crystalized. But this time their Crystalization was different. Unlike that one guy Jes had seen get Crystalized, these people were not moving at all, and were instead stuck in one position, most with fearful faces. Walking through the crowd of stationary people, Jes stares in shock.
Shaking her head in fear, Jes turns and runs towards the stairwell, running down all the flights until she reaches the bottom story, at which point she runs out of the building.
She runs out onto the street sidewalk, stopping when she sees all of the new crystals laying everywhere, the city somehow even more silent than it was before.
Breathing hard, Jes then grabs her hat and pulls it down on her head as if trying to adjust it, hysterically saying to herself, “This is fine! Everyone except you is just a statue of crystal!” She laughs. “Bet this happens all the time in Ninjago!”
Then taking a breath, she says to herself again, “Stuff like this happens in Ninjago all the time. And then the ninja will somehow swoop in and defeat the big bad, and everything will be alright. No reason to be worried.” Turning towards the crystals that are almost completely covering the street now, she raises her left hand, saying, “And I’ll destroy some of these crystals to help, and definitely not because I have no idea what is going on or what to do!”
Walking to one of the crystals, Jes places her hand against it, only to find that nothing happens. Confused, Jes looks down at her hand to see that the blood has finally dried, and the scars have stopped glowing.
“Orrr I could go home now.” Looking around at the Crystalized city, she asks herself, “Would that be wrong of me to do?”
While contemplating, some of the crystals around her begin to fall apart on her own. Baffled, Jes looks around her, wondering what is happening, right before a bright yellow light flashes from the sky behind her. Turning around, she catches sight of the floating crystal island exploding into what looks to be white and yellow sparkles, and the deep purple clouds mysteriously vanish without a trace, revealing the time to be around sunrise.
Face breaking into a smile, Jes says, “See? I knew the ninja could handle it!”
People start to exit from the building she had come from, rejoicing at Ninjago City having been saved. However, one of the people rejoicing notices the Skull Sorcerer standing in the street, and shouts at the rest of the individuals, “Hey! It’s one of those goons responsible for this whole mess! Get him!”
Diverted from their rejoicing, the small crowd turns to Jes, who, not wanting to be attacked by civilians thinking that she was Vangelis again, says, “Shit,” turns tail, and runs. A few of the people run after her, but Jes climbs a building, pulling out a piece of chalk once she hits the roof.
Drawing a massive (and again bastardized) circle on the roof, Jes laughs, saying, “Funny how I got here because I was running from people and now I’m going home because I’m running from people. Except now it’s random civilians!” Once she finishes drawing her circle, Jes activates the portal using sorcery, and then jumps in, landing on her bed in her bedroom feet first. And immediately falls onto her back, unable to properly balance herself in time.
The portal above closes, and Jes sits up, looking around. Smiling due to finally benign home again, Jes then notices her arm, on which the mystic scars have reopened, though not reaching as far up her arm as they had when she opened her first portal in the past few hours. Smiling to herself, Jes swings her legs off her bed and walks to her dresser, grabbing some bandages out of it to rebandage her arm.
Looking up in the mirror, Jes sees her face still covered with the Skull Sorcerer mask. Her smile dropping, left eye turning a dull brown and the right a dull green, she processes what that mask meant to the people in Ninjago. Shaking her head, her eyes turn brighter, Jes removes teh mask and hat from her head, and goes to exit her bedroom, shouting, “Hey, Derek and Kiera, got the file chip or whatever the fuck you needed!”
To which two voices respond simultaneously, “It’s a flash drive, not a chip!”
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A week later, Jes is sitting on her bed scrolling through her phone, reading a news article that had come from Ninjago a few hours ago regarding the situation now known as the “Crystatrophe”.
There had been many articles released about the Crystatrophe, including Aquari ones just restating everything Ninjagan news anchors and civilians had said about the disaster. However, this articles was different than the other articles released from Ninjago, at least to Jes. The majority of news articles and videos either had to do with the whole catastrophe itself, the armies of the Ninjagan kingdoms uniting to fight the Overlord, or the Jade Princess apparently being alive. But this one, unlike the others, was about Vangelis.
Or, more accurately, “Vangelis”. Because the person interviewed for the article was one of the three who had mistaken her for Vangelis. In the article, the guy told his story of how “Vangelis” had attacked one of his friends and Crystalized him, terrifying the other two.
Jes had been reading the article for the past twenty minutes, having reread it multiple times.
Her brother, Derek, walks into her room unannounced with a laptop, going to sit on her bed and open the laptop. The two sit in silence for a few minutes, Jes still rereading the article and Derek now clicking away on his laptop. Finally, Derek decides to speak.
“So I noticed the new mystic scars you’ve been hiding for the past week.”
“Hm.”
“Hm. Yeah, well. I’m your brother. I know you. And you aren’t the type of person to hide mystic scars.” Pausing for a moment, Derek frowns and types something onto his laptop. Continuing, he says, “Unless you did something you were not supposed to. And looking at how far up your arm the new scars stretch, I’d say you probably did something you weren’t supposed to.” He then looks up from his laptop towards Jes, pushing his braids back over his shoulder, continuing, “Plus you’ve been obsessing over articles about the Crystatrophe all week. With the exception of the Great Devourer attack and the whole Wojira situation a year ago, I’ve never seen you obsess over news from Ninjago catastrophes like this before.”
Once Derek says that, Jes finally looks up at him and sighs. “It’s just, all the stuff with Vangelis and him being the Skull Sorcerer… Everyone in Ninjago thinks that the Skull Sorcerer is supposed to be a bad person because of him, some random dude who’s first time being around in the Ninjago City public views was the Crystatrophe.”
Raising an eyebrow, Derek questions, “You do realize that people hate Skull Sorcerers here too, right? Because I’m pretty sure you should. You know, being the Elemental Master of Death.”
Adjusting her position so that her body is facing more towards Derek, Jes throws her hands out to the sides, saying, “Well yeah. But that is because of all the shit Hazza D’ur did all those millennia ago! Everyone here knows about it!” Wilting a bit, left eye turning a dull brown and the right a dull orange, she carries on, “In Ninjago they don’t know all of that. For them, Vangelis is the first Skull Sorcerer they’ve ever seen. And they thought I was him.”
Staring at Jes dumbfounded, Derek says, “I’m sorry, what?”
Looking at Derek semi-confused, left eye medium blue and right bright pink, Jes says, “They thought I was Vangelis?”
Still staring at Jes, Derek suddenly exclaims, “You were in Ninjago? How the hell were you in Ninjago? Last time I checked you don’t have the sorcery skills yet to make a portal that far… wait a minute that’s why you have those mystic scars, isn’t it?”
Smiling awkwardly, eyes flashing purple and dark red, she says, “Maybe? It was an accident.” Her smile widens.
Putting his head in his hands, Derek mutters, “Dipshit! You are going to be in so much trouble if your mom finds out.” Perking up, Derek asks, “Though I am just slightly, very much just slightly curious, not dying to know at all, what was it like there? Did you meet one of those Nindroids? Please tell me you did.”
Huffing out a little laugh, Jes says, “Well it was pretty desolate, for a Ninjago catastrophe. You know all those live news videos that constantly circulate when attacks happen where people are just busy going on with their daily lives?”
“Yeah?”
“It was nothing like that.”
“Oh.”
“And I didn’t meet any Nindroids.”
“Oh.”
Seeing Derek’s shoulders sag a bit from his excitement getting crushed, Jes then remembers one of the first things she had done when she found herself in Ninjago City. She grabs her phone from where it was laying on the bed, going into her photos app and clicking on the selfie with Borg Tower in the background, angling the phone to show the picture to Derek.
Eyes lighting up when he sees the image, Derek quickly grabs the phone from Jes’ hand and pulls the phone closer to his face, pushing his glasses up with his shoulder, exclaiming, “How did you get this?”
Puffing her chest out and wearing a smug grin, Jes says, “I took it, being a sort of phone genius, you know?”
Looking up from the photo just to glare at Jes, Derek says, “You know that isn’t what I meant. And you are no phone genius, seeing as how you had no clock on your phone homescreen for a whole month.”
Gasping dramatically in offense, jes rebuttals, “Says the person that just didn’t notice he had a welder torch on his desk when he needed to use it to build that car or whatever the fuck it was!”
Scoffing, Derek replies, “Ignoring your insult to my work, the difference is I can make fire with my hands. You just decided to leave your phone without a clock without asking anyone to fix it, somehow doing so for a, and let me say it again, whole month!”
“You do know something called the Internet exists, right? Because you can literally just look up the time there.”
Gesturing emphatically, Derek vociferates, “Yes! I do! And the clock is supposed to be on your lockscreen! You’re not supposed to have to actively look it up for your own timezone1”
Snickering, Jes says, “Yeah yeah, whatever.” She nudges at Derek’s shoulder, continuing, “Go on, get out of here. I’m sure you have important stuff to invent or whatever.”
Getting up off the bed, Derek says, “Yeah. Lots of work to do.” Walking to Jes’ door, he slightly turns and says, “If you ever have anything to talk about, you know you can talk to me, right?”
Waving him off, Jes says, “Of course. Just as you can do the same. Now get on out of here!”
Frowning, Derek leaves Jes’ bedroom.
Once Derek’s footsteps leave her hearing range, Jes turns her phone on again, staring at the article, yet not truly reading it. Shaking her head, Jes scoffs and turns it off, dramatically throwing herself back to lay down, tossing her hands to her sides. Turning her head to the right, Jes stares at the Skull Sorcerer mask laying on her dresser.
Turning her head back to stare at the ceiling, Jes mutters to herself, “Now I have two legacies that aren’t my own to deal with. Great.” Getting up, she says, “Well, may as well get some training done, or whatever.”
Walking towards her door, Jes grabs her sword off her shelf, and walks towards the room exit, taking her sword with her. Pausing at the doorway, she looks back at where her Skull Sorcerer mask is laying on her dresser. Frowning, she stares at it for a few moments, wondering if she should bring it. Shaking her head, she leaves her room, leaving the Skull Sorcerer mask on the dresser where it lay.
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The main purpose of this fic was to kind of introduce the readers to my OC Jes, as well as give myself a bit more experience writing.
Now, to rant a bit about other stuff that made me want to write this fic, let’s talk about Garmadon and the Crystal Warriors. When he is fighting them, we see that Garmadon actually touches and throws the warriors around without getting Crystalized, especially towards the beginning of the Crystatrophe, where so much as touching one of the Crystal Warriors results in Crystallization. We also see this happen with Lloyd, who also doesn’t get Crystalized when he touches the crystals. (I don’t remember for sure, but I think this happened with Wu as well).
So of course, I looked at that, and looked at how pure Oni and pure Dragon power can defeat the Warriors, and pretty much went, “Yeah, the crystals probably don’t do anything to Oni or Dragons.” And hence this fic was born.
I do also want to talk about the building scene where everyone is Crystalized and not moving, because there is a slight thing in “Roots” that we don’t know about, and it just irked me a tad bit. So when the Crystal Island does that final blast downwards, which Crystalizes the ninja, and when the camera zooms out to see the city from afar, we see more Crystals erupt. But I do want to draw your attention to Wu and everyone else during that scene. Because we see them look up when the blast comes down. But then we don’t see them, or anyone else in the City, again at all until after the Overlord is defeated and the Island and Crystals have been destroyed. But they’re still at the same building. Just like the four ninja once they recover from their Crystallization. So the ninja didn’t move. And nor did their allies. Which led me to believe that everyone, with the exception of Lloyd and Garmadon (who were on the Island) and possibly the members of the Crystal Council were Crystalized by that blast. And unlike the other times, they stopped moving, possibly due to the Overlord’s powers having had somewhat weakened at that point (Hence the fight scene with the Warriors in the previous episode).
I do want to go over mystic scarring right now, because I wasn’t properly able to in this fic. (I am planning on having this explanation in AU canon during Season 1, but I have no clue when that’ll be written, so here’s a canon explanation not currently written in a canon interaction right now).
Basically, mystic scarring is supposed to serve as a warning system for light magic users. It can easily be set off, though it usually only reaches to the palm, and mainly only does minor surface damage. But they do leave permanent scars. Almost every magic user has them, as when you are learning something such as that, you are probably going to at some point go a bit beyond your limits. Mystic scars are generally prided upon by mystic users, because it’s proof that they are able to use sorcery, and that they learned. Except, like in the case of Jes in this fic, when that user uses their power in a way they shouldn’t have, or did something really stupid. Then they’ll probably hide their scars, especially if they’re really long and obvious like Jes’ became.
There is a lot of unfamiliar stuff in here, mainly because with how this fic is set up, I cannot have a character infodumping. In this fic, Jes is either interacting with people that know about these topics, or people who wouldn’t give her the chance to talk about it, mainly due to fear responses. If Jes was interacting with a character who didn’t know about this stuff and was interested in hearing about it, she would be able to talk about it, which would give more information.
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