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Summary:

This is a strange little piece I wrote for English class today. Changed the names to make it a Ninjago AU.
Don't have a good summary so you'll just have to open it and see for yourself.

Notes:

  • Inspired by [Restricted Work] by (Log in to access.)

Just be aware that at one point Kai has blood on his hands and shirt.
Now that's done we can get on with it (I don't have anything good to say today).
UPDATE 12/5/21: finally found the work where I got the initial idea from.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

Her brother, like her other siblings, was…strange, as was she but she was so sure that since Kai had sworn of killing anyone two years ago, he had stuck to it. But what he had just told her sought to prove her wrong.

 

“Not again,” Nya said, disappointment clear in her voice. She snapped closed the book she was reading.

 

“I had to hide a body?” Kai repeated again, indifferently.

 

It was late in the afternoon; the sun was just starting its journey down toward the horizon. Nya was sitting on the cold metal benches of the bus stop, waiting for her siblings to get there from their various afterschool activities.

 

“Kayden Smith, when and why did you kill someone?” she demanded, snapping her book shut. “-Again?! I thought you had sworn off it?” Nya added, mostly to herself.

 

“I did! I didn’t kill anyone!” he tried and failed to defend himself. “Not in the last two years anyway,” Kai muttered, even though he knew that it would not help his case.

 

The evidence disproved his claim as the hem of his red-and-white shirt was soaked with blood, the same blood also coated his hands, which he stuck in the pockets of his jeans.

 

Kai took a seat on the bench next to his sister. He leant back so that the back of his head was resting against the glass wall of the bus stop.

 

“Look, it wasn’t me – I was on my way here and I found a body in the bushes,” he explained, after a minute.

 

“Go on,” she prompted, still sceptical.

 

“I don’t know who it was, their face had been ripped off!” Kai said. “And the body was long cold by the time I got there,” he added.

 

“I still don’t believe you – Zane’s gonna be really disappointed,” Nya told him.

 

“I know! I had to hide it otherwise if anyone found it, they’d blame me!” He was fighting a losing battle, fast.

 

“Now you’ve hidden it and gotten your fingerprints all over it and gotten their blood on you, whoever finds it or looks into the murder will blame you,” Nya told him as their bus pulled into the stop.

 

The others would have to take the next one, they had clearly missed this one as there was no sign of any of the four.

 

“And there’s no way I’m not going to bail you out again,” she added as they boarded the bus.

 


 

At dinner a few hours later, it was discovered that someone was missing, specifically Lloyd, their youngest brother.

 

“I haven’t spoken to him since we left this morning,” Jay told his siblings when they were sitting around the dinner table, trying to work out where their youngest brother could be.

 

“I saw him at lunch but that’s it,” Kai supplied.

 

“Same as Jay, not since we left this morning,” Zane added.

 

“He was in Math but I didn’t see him after that,” Cole added.

 

“We have a problem: Lloyd didn’t mention going anywhere, no one’s seen him since two, he’s not answering texts or calls,” Nya decided. “Where is he?”

 

It was at that moment that Kai realized he might have an idea as to where their brother was but he couldn’t say it now. He could, however, say it later when it was just him and Nya in the kitchen, when they were doing the dishes.

 

“I know where Lloyd is,” he announced as he dried the plate she had just handed him.

 

“Where? Why didn’t you say anything at the table?” she asked.

 

“You know how I hid that body?” She nodded. “Something looked familiar to me, I couldn’t place it then but I did, just now,” he told her.

 

“Where are you going with this, Kai?” she asked as she rinsed the soap suds off a bowl.

 

“It was Lloyd.” Kai announced.

 

A plate shattered against the tiled floor.

Notes:

Questions (which I added a few hours later because I forgot):
1. Opinion on high school?
2. how did you find my stuff/my profile?

My answer: it's boring, sport sucks. It's nothing like what I expected. But I graduate in under two years which is exciting!

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