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The water of Stixx did not look like water. It looked like ink, thick and oily, churning with the desperate, thrashing weight of the Preeminent.
"You can’t save those who don't want to be saved," Morro hissed.
His voice was raw, a fraying thread of wind cutting through the deafening roar of the collapsing realm.
He let go. He was falling.
Lloyd didn't think.
He didn't calculate the trajectory, and he didn't care about the toxic, freezing spray of the Cursed Realm's mother. He dove.His fingers tore through the mist, locking around Morro’s ghostly wrist. The contact was shocking—cold enough to burn, a violent spark of green energy meeting volatile wind.
With a guttural shout, Lloyd planted his boots against the splintering wood of the pier, channeled every ounce of his elemental power, and violently ripped Morro upward.
They crashed onto the docks together, tumbling into a heap of tangled limbs, soaked fabric, and heavy breathing.Lloyd scrambled up on his knees, his hands instantly pinning Morro’s shoulders. He needed to make sure he was real.
He needed to make sure the ghost hadn't slipped through his fingers. Morro was staring up at him, dark eyes wide with an emotion that looked terrifyingly like shock.The adrenaline was a roaring fire in Lloyd’s veins. It bypassed his brain entirely.
Before Morro could utter a single snarky word, Lloyd leaned down and kissed him.
It was messy, frantic, and entirely fueled by the desperate heat of the moment. The second their lips met, a blinding flash of emerald and translucent green light erupted between them.
A strange, heavy thrum rattled Lloyd’s ribcage, like a lock snapping into place. When Lloyd finally pulled back, gasping for air, Morro was staring at him in dead silence.
The ghost’s eyes fluttered, heavy and exhausted.
The raw output of Lloyd's energy had done something to him. Slowly, like smoke settling into a dark corner, Morro slumped sideways, completely unconscious, fading into the literal shadow cast by Lloyd’s trembling body.
"Lloyd! Lloyd!"The frantic pounding of boots on wood announced the arrival of the other ninja. Kai was in the lead, his sword drawn, with Nya, Cole, and Jay hot on his heels. They scrambled onto the main dock, eyes scanning the wreckage until they locked onto the Green Ninja.
Jay didn't even wait for Lloyd to look up. He took one look at the empty space, the settling mist, and the absolute lack of a screaming ghost warlord, and immediately misinterpreted the entire scene.
"Yippee-ki-yay, the wind-jerk is deaaaaaad!" Jay sang out, completely off-key, swaying his hips in a terrible victory dance right there on the slippery planks. He threw a flashy, completely unnecessary victory punch into the air. "No more ghosts in our heads, no more ghosts in our beds, he is gone, gone, gone!"
"Jay, shut up for a second," Kai snapped, shoving past him, but Jay was already spinning around in a circle, entirely deaf to the world.
Lloyd sat frozen. His chest heaved. He wanted to tell Jay to stop. He wanted to explain that Morro wasn't dead—or, well, he was dead, but he was currently asleep in his shadow. He wanted to say something about the kiss, about the weird magical tether currently pulling at his soul, but his jaw wouldn't move.
The shock finally caught up to him. The adrenaline vanished, leaving a hollow, freezing void.
A sharp, rhythmic pulse of green light suddenly emanated from Lloyd's chest.
Thump-thump.
Thump-thump.
With every heartbeat, a wave of bright emerald energy rippled across his skin, illuminating the dark docks.
"Uh, guys? Something's wrong with Lloyd," Cole said, his triumphant expression instantly dropping into pure worry.
Lloyd’s vision blurred. The sky tilted violently. He tilted forward, his hands slipping on the wet wood, and passed out cold right next to his own shadow.
"Don't just grab him! What if he’s radioactive? Look at the glowing!"
"He's not radioactive, Jay, he's exhausted! Help me lift him!"
The journey back to the Destiny's Bounty was anything but peaceful. Cole carried Lloyd over his shoulder, stepping carefully over the debris of Stixx, while the rest of the team hovered around him like a flock of anxious, argumentative birds.
"I'm just saying," Jay muttered loudly, jogging to keep up while holding his numchucks defensively, "he just survived a realm-ending monster and a ghost possession. If his heart is pulsing like a neon sign, we should be careful! What if the Preeminent is inside him now?"
"Will you stop being paranoid?" Nya snapped, annoyed with Jay after he accidentally ignored her yesterday while playing videogames. Wiping a mix of sea spray and soot from her forehead, she walked briskly beside Cole. "Lloyd used up all his elemental reserves to close the portal. The glowing is probably just his power stabilizing. Right, Kai?"
Kai was walking on Lloyd's other side, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his eyes scanning the surrounding shadows with intense suspicion. He felt an incredibly strange, localized chill in the air, right next to Lloyd’s left side, but every time he looked, there was nothing there.
"I don't care about the glowing," Kai grumbled, his voice tight with brotherly protectiveness. "I care about why he looks so freaked out before he dropped. He looked like he’d seen a ghost. A different ghost."
"Well, the important thing is that the bad guy is gone," Cole sighed, adjusting Lloyd’s weight carefully. "We get him back to the ship, get him into bed, and let Sensei Wu look at him. No more drama. No more weird supernatural stuff."
"Yeah," Jay cheered, completely missing the tension. "Just a nice, quiet, normal bedroom for our leader to recover in!"
Directly below them, completely invisible to their eyes, the shadow attached to Lloyd’s heels flickered with a faint, resentful gust of cold wind.
The first thing Lloyd felt was warmth. He was under his own heavy quilt, the familiar, steady engine hum of the Destiny’s Bounty vibrating gently through the floorboards. The blinding green pulse in his chest had finally gone quiet, leaving only a dull, hollow ache behind his ribs.He blinked open his eyes, staring up at the wood-paneled ceiling of his bedroom.It was a dream, he thought, letting out a long, ragged breath of relief. It had to be a dream.
The adrenaline on the docks, the frantic rescue, the terrifying weight of the Cursed Realm... and the kiss.
God, the kiss.
There was no way he had actually done that. He had just been delirious from exhaustion. Morro was gone, the world was safe, and he was finally alone.
Are you going to stare at the ceiling all day, or are you going to get up?"
Lloyd froze.Slowly, horizontally, a figure drifted directly into his line of sight, hovering just three feet above his bed. Morro was floating on his back, his arms crossed over his chest, his translucent green hair defying gravity.
He looked completely deadpan, his dark eyes fixed on Lloyd with an unbothered, almost bored expression.Lloyd scrambled backward so fast he smacked his head hard against the wooden headboard.
"Wha—Morro?!"
"Keep your voice down, hero," Morro scoffed, rolling over in mid-air to land heavily—yet completely silently—on his feet right at the edge of Lloyd's mattress. "Unless you want your little colorful friends rushing in here with swords drawn. Not that it would do them any good. They can't see me. They can't hear me."
"How are you here?" Lloyd stammered, pulling the quilt up to his chest like a shield, his heart hammering against his ribs. Does he remember? Is he going to kill me for what I did?
"Whatever little stunt you pulled on the docks did something to my essence," Morro explained casually, examining his own translucent fingernails. He completely bypassed the mention of how Lloyd had pulled him out.
"Look."
Morro turned and tried to take a walk toward the bedroom door. The moment his foot crossed an invisible five-foot boundary from Lloyd, an emerald-green spark snapped violently around his ankle. With a sharp tug, Morro was pulled backward by an unseen force, drifting effortlessly back to the edge of the mattress.
"I'm tethered to you," Morro said, his voice entirely flat and unconcerned. "I can't leave your side. I can't leave this room unless you leave this room. You anchored me to your shadow, green bean. So, looks like we're roommates."
Lloyd stared at him, his mouth open, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Waiting for Morro to bring up the sudden, desperate pressure of Lloyd's lips against his on the wet wood of Stixx.
But Morro just kept his expression blank, perfectly masking the storm of questions raging in his own mind. Why did the green ninja do that? What did it mean? Morro wouldn't dare ask. Not yet.
"I... I need a shower," Lloyd muttered, desperately needing to escape the suffocating tension in the room. He grabbed a fresh change of clothes from his dresser and practically bolted into his attached bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him.He leaned against the wood, letting out a breath.
Safe.
Pop.
Morro floated straight through the solid wooden door, his arms still crossed, looking around the small bathroom with a judgmental sneer.
"Wow. For the Destiny's Bounty, this bathroom is pathetic. Is that your shampoo? It smells like fake green apples."Lloyd's face instantly exploded into a fiery, bright red blush. He clutched his change of clothes to his chest like a modesty shield. "Morro! Get out! I am trying to take a shower!"
"Can't," Morro replied smoothly, dropping down to sit cross-legged in mid-air right above the toilet tank.
His deadpan expression didn't waver. "If I stand outside the door, the magical leash snaps my ankles. I am structurally obligated to be in here. Just ignore me."
"Ignore you?! You're standing in the bathroom while I'm trying to undress!"
Lloyd's voice cracked, his anxiety spiking.
He was completely flustered, his chest heaving as he stared at his former enemy, his mind traitorously flashing back to how close their faces had been just hours prior.
Morro watched the bright red flush creep all the way up to the tips of Lloyd's ears. He noted the way Lloyd's eyes darted around frantically, the sheer, panicked embarrassment rolling off the younger boy.
Morro kept his own face an unreadable mask of boredom, but internally, his ghost heart gave a strange, spectral thud. He's entirely terrified of me looking at him. Because of what happened on the docks.
"Relax, hero," Morro rolled his eyes, turning his back to float face-first toward the wall, though he kept his ears sharp to the sound of Lloyd's frantic movements.
"I'm a ghost, not a pervert. Take your shower. I'll just criticize your terrible posture from over here."
Lloyd stood frozen for a full minute, his face burning, wondering how on earth he was going to survive living with a deadpan ghost who refused to acknowledge the biggest mistake—or best decision—Lloyd had ever made.
He had just turned the shower handle, the hiss of hot water filling the small room with steam, when a heavy knock rattled the bathroom door.
"Hey, Lloyd? You good in there?"
It was Kai. His voice was laced with that classic, overprotective big-brother worry.
Lloyd choked on his own breath, his eyes darting frantically to Morro, who had rolled over in mid-air to face the door.
"Y-Yeah! Kai! I'm totally fine! Just getting in the shower!"
"Are you sure?" Kai pressed, his hand rattling the doorknob. "You were glowing like a glow-stick last night, man. Cole said you looked like you'd seen a ghost before you passed out. Let me just check on you."
Before Lloyd could scream no, the latch clicked. The door swung inward. Lloyd instinctively jumped backward, pulling his towel up to his chin. Kai stepped into the foggy bathroom, his brow furrowed with genuine concern. But right behind Kai’s shoulder—perfectly positioned in the fire ninja’s blind spot—Morro floated up. Morro leaned right next to Kai’s ear, puffed out his spectral cheeks, and blew a sudden, icy blast of wind.
Kai shivered violently, rubbing his arms. "Man, why is it so freezing in here? Is the ventilation broken?"
"Probably!" Lloyd squeaked, his eyes glued to Morro, who was now crossing his arms and making a ridiculous, cross-eyed mocking face right over Kai's shoulder.
Lloyd's mouth twitched. He was entirely mortified, his cheeks blazing hot as he tried to look at Kai while ignoring the deadpan ghost literally playing peek-a-boo behind his brother's head.
"Seriously, Lloyd, your face is bright red," Kai said, stepping closer and reaching a hand out to check Lloyd's forehead. Morro instantly dropped down, floating horizontally directly between Kai's outstretched hand and Lloyd's face.
Kai's hand passed straight through Morro's ghostly chest. Morro didn't even flinch, just stared up at Lloyd with an eyebrow raised, entirely unbothered, testing Lloyd's breaking point.
"I'm fine!" Lloyd practically yelled, swatting Kai's hand away before it could pass through any more ghost matter. "It’s just... the steam! I'll be out for breakfast in ten minutes, I swear!"Kai blinked, looking slightly confused but sighing anyway.
"Alright, alright. Don't drown. Jay made pancakes. Well... he burned pancakes, but they're on the table."
As Kai turned and closed the door, Morro drifted back up to the ceiling, a smug, highly satisfied smirk playing on his lips. He noted the sheer, trembling panic in Lloyd's eyes.
He's terrified I'm going to ruin his perfect little life, Morro thought, a strange prickle of amusement in his chest. Good.
Ten minutes later, Lloyd walked into the Destiny’s Bounty kitchen, determined to act completely normal. He took a seat at the wooden table, grabbing a plate of slightly charred pancakes.
Just ignore him, Lloyd repeated like a mantra in his head. If I don't look at him, he doesn't exist. Morro drifted into the kitchen right behind him, floating effortlessly above the table.
He rested his chin in his hands, staring down at Jay, who was aggressively drowning a burnt pancake in syrup.
"Look at the lightning brat," Morro sighed, his voice flat and deadpan. "He pours syrup like a toddler playing in mud. No grace. No technique. It's a miracle he hasn't accidentally shocked his own tongue yet."
Lloyd bit the inside of his cheek, staring hard at his plate.
Do not laugh.
Do not look up.
And the robot," Morro continued, drifting over to hover right next to Zane, who was calmly sipping tea. "Does he ever blink? It’s unnatural. I'm a dead spirit and even I find his lack of blinking deeply disturbing."
Morro then floated a few inches to the left, stopping directly over Cole, who was currently stacking three pancakes on top of each other and trying to cram the entire thing into his mouth at once.
"And the earth ninja," Morro sighed, his voice dropping into pure, deadpan disgust. "Is he trying to eat the food, or is he trying to become the food?
Look at him, Lloyd. He’s inhaling those charred hockey pucks like a vacuum cleaner with a broken filter. I've seen Cursed Realm monsters with better table manners."
A tiny, involuntary snort escaped Lloyd’s nose.
The entire kitchen went dead silent. Five pairs of eyes instantly locked onto Lloyd. Cole froze, a massive, unchewed lump of pancake bulging in his cheek, a streak of syrup dripping down his chin.
"Somethin' funny, Lloyd?" Cole asked, his voice completely muffled and thick around the massive mouthful of food. "Nothing! Just... swallowed some air," Lloyd choked out, his face heating up again.
Morro floated directly in front of Lloyd's face now, upside down, his green eyes inches from Lloyd's.
"Swallowed air? Brilliant excuse, green bean. Truly worthy of a leader. Tell them the truth. Tell them you're laughing because the fire ninja over there has a massive piece of burnt bacon stuck between his front teeth."
Lloyd’s eyes widened.
He accidentally glanced at Kai. Sure enough, a giant black fleck of carbon was wedged perfectly between Kai's incisors.Lloyd pressed his hand over his mouth, his shoulders shaking as he tried to violently suppress a laugh. To the rest of the team, Lloyd was staring at an empty patch of air right above the syrup bottle, shaking and turning red.
"Uh... Lloyd?" Nya asked slowly, leaning forward with deep concern. "Are you feeling okay? You're staring at the syrup like it just insulted your entire lineage."
"I'm not!" Lloyd snapped, standing up so fast his chair scraped loudly against the floor.
He grabbed his plate, his eyes deliberately avoiding the upside-down, smugly satisfied ghost floating beside him. "I just... I think I need some fresh air. The steam from the shower made me dizzy. I'm going to eat outside on the deck."
"Do you want me to come with you?" Kai asked, his voice muffled around his food.
"No! Stay! Eat!" Lloyd yelled, practically sprinting out the kitchen door.As the heavy door banged shut behind him, the kitchen was quiet for a second, save for the sound of Cole loudly swallowing his massive bite of pancakes.
Jay blinked, turning to the group with wide, entirely uncritical eyes. "Wow. Did you guys see that? Lloyd is so dedicated to being the Green Ninja that he's practicing his serious 'staring-into-the-abyss' leader face at the syrup bottle. That is true discipline."
"Yeah," Kai agreed blindly, using a fork to finally dislodge the piece of bacon from his teeth. "He’s probably just stressed about rebuilding the city. Good for him for getting fresh air."
Outside on the breezy deck, Lloyd slammed his plate onto the wooden railing, spinning around to glare at the empty air. A second later, Morro materialized out of the wind, landing perfectly on the wooden banister. He sat with his legs dangling over the edge, looking at Lloyd with a deadpan stare.
"What is your problem?!" Lloyd burst out, his voice a harsh, furious whisper as he pointed an accusing finger at the ghost. "I am trying to eat! I am trying to act normal! You almost made me laugh out loud in front of everyone! You are completely ruining my life!"
Morro didn't blink. He just casually leaned back on his hands, a tiny, slow smirk playing at the corner of his lips as he watched Lloyd's chest heave with angry, flustered breaths.
"...You're welcome," Morro noted quietly.
The morning sun had barely crested the horizon when the ninja lined up on the deck of the Destiny’s Bounty for morning katas.
Lloyd stood at the front, his ankles locked, his posture straight, and his eyes focused. He was determined to have a perfect, completely distraction-free day.
Pop.
Morro materialized upside down, his face dropping directly into Lloyd’s line of sight. He hung in the air like a bat, completely deadpan.
"Your left shoulder is too high. You look like a goose trying to fight a strong breeze."
Lloyd didn't blink. He kept his eyes locked straight ahead, ignoring the ghost entirely.
"Begin!" Cole called out, leading the team.
The ninja moved in unison, sweeping their arms forward to channel their respective elements. Lloyd drew back his fist, channeling a steady, controlled spark of bright green energy.
"Stiff," Morro muttered, drifting right next to Lloyd’s ear. He mimicked Lloyd's stance with perfect, effortless form. "Your center of gravity is completely off. Did Wu teach you how to punch, or did you learn that from a manual for toddlers?"
Lloyd’s jaw clenched. A tiny, erratic spark of emerald electricity snapped from his knuckles.
"Hey, Lloyd, watch the power output!" Kai called out from behind him, stepping through his own fire kata. "You're getting a little erratic there!"
"I'm fine!" Lloyd gritted out through his teeth, adjusting his stance.
"You're not fine," Morro corrected smoothly, floating down to sit cross-legged right on the wooden deck exactly where Lloyd needed to step next. "Your form is atrocious. No wonder I beat you so easily when I had a body. It's embarrassing, really."
"Next form! Dragon's Sweep!" Cole commanded.Lloyd pivoted on his heel, swinging his right leg around in a low, sweeping kick designed to knock an opponent off their feet. It was a move he had practiced a thousand times.
Right as Lloyd’s leg came around, Morro didn't even move out of the way. He just sat there, deadpan, and blew a sharp, highly concentrated gust of wind directly against the back of Lloyd's left ankle.It wasn't enough to hurt, but it was perfectly timed to completely disrupt Lloyd's balance.With a sharp gasp, Lloyd’s sweeping leg caught nothing but air, his supporting foot slipped, and he went crashing heavily onto his backside on the hard wooden deck.
Thud.
"Ow!" Lloyd barked, rubbing his hip.The rest of the ninja stopped their forms instantly. Jay paused mid-air, landing awkwardly. "Whoa, Lloyd! Did you just get tripped by a ghost-invisible-banana peel?"
"No," Lloyd hissed, glaring directly at the patch of seemingly empty air right next to his boots—where Morro was currently floating on his side, his head resting in his hand, looking down at Lloyd with a thoroughly amused smirk.
"You should watch where you're stepping, green bean," Morro whispered, entirely unbothered. "The deck is slippery. Or maybe you're just clumsy."
"I am not clumsy!"
Lloyd snapped out loud, his face flushing bright red with a mix of fury and intense embarrassment.The entire deck went completely silent.
Cole blinked, his hands on his hips. "Uh... Lloyd? Nobody said you were clumsy. Jay said you slipped on a banana peel."
"I—I know!" Lloyd scrambled to his feet, dusting off his gi, his chest heaving as he tried to find a cover story. "I was just... answering a thought in my head! I'm completely fine!"
Kai stepped forward, looking at Lloyd with a squint, his arms crossed over his gi. "You know, Lloyd... you've been shouting at nothing a lot lately. First the shower, then the syrup bottle at breakfast, now the floorboards."
Lloyd’s heart did a violent flip against his ribs. This is it, he thought, his panic spiking as he glanced at Morro. They're going to figure it out. Morro just raised an eyebrow, floating right between Lloyd and Kai, eager to see how the Green Ninja would squirm out of this one.
"I think I know what's happening," Jay announced loudly, stepping into the center of the deck with absolute, unearned confidence. He pointed a dramatic finger at Lloyd.
"You do?" Lloyd squeaked, his voice cracking.
"Yes!" Jay beamed proudly. "Lloyd is using Method Acting! He's pretending the air is an invisible ghost army so he can train his sensory perception! He's trying to learn how to fight enemies he can't see! It's genius!"
Cole stared at Jay for a second, then slowly nodded. "Huh. You know... that actually makes a lot of sense. He did just get possessed by a ghost. He's probably paranoid about unseen threats."
"Exactly!" Kai agreed blindly, clapping Lloyd on the shoulder—unwittingly shoving his hand straight through Morro's ghostly face in the process.
Morro didn't even flinch, just stared deadpan at Kai's palm. "Good on you for extra training, Lloyd. But maybe warn us before you start screaming at your imaginary enemies, okay? You're scaring Jay."
"I am not scared!" Jay protested. "I am deeply intrigued by his theatrical discipline!"Lloyd stood completely frozen, his mouth slightly open as the rest of the ninja turned back to their katas, entirely satisfied with Jay’s completely idiotic explanation.
Beside him, Morro let out a slow, quiet chuckle, his green eyes glinting with pure, malicious delight.
"Your friends are remarkably stupid," Morro noted flatly, leaning in close to Lloyd's ear. "But hey... at least now you have an excuse to talk to me. Go ahead, hero. Tell your 'imaginary enemy' how much you hate him."
Lloyd ground his teeth together, violently resisting the urge to punch the smug, deadpan ghost right back into the Cursed Realm.
The afternoon sun was hot, beating down on the deck of the Destiny’s Bounty, but Lloyd’s bedroom was practically a refrigerator. He sat on his bed, wrapped in a blanket to fight off the localized supernatural chill, desperately trying to lose himself in his favorite comic book.
Starfarer #52.
The limited-edition copy he had been waiting weeks to read.Pop.Morro materialized directly over Lloyd’s shoulder, his translucent chin practically resting on Lloyd’s clavicle. Lloyd could feel the literal freezing breath of the ghost against his neck, sending a sharp shiver down his spine.
"The art style is lazy," Morro noted flatly, his dark eyes scanning the colorful pages. "Why is the space-captain's cape defying gravity like that? There's no wind in a vacuum. It makes no physical sense."
Lloyd ground his teeth, tightly gripping the edges of the comic until the paper crinkled.
"It’s fiction, Morro. Just... let me read in peace. Go haunt a broom closet."
"Can't. Leash," Morro replied smoothly, entirely deadpan. He drifted a few inches closer, his translucent green hair brushing against Lloyd’s cheek. Lloyd's face instantly flared with a sudden, hot blush. He aggressively leaned away, but Morro didn't even notice—or at least, he pretended not to. He just kept his eyes glued to the page.
"Oh, look," Morro pointed a pale, glowing finger at the next panel. "The purple alien guy is clearly the traitor. You can tell by the sinister shading under his eyes. And on page thirty-four, the captain's best friend dies to save the ship."Lloyd froze. Slowly, he turned his head, his eyes wide with absolute, pure rage.
"Did you... did you just spoil the ending?"
"Yes," Morro said without a hint of remorse. "Saved you twenty minutes of reading garbage. You're welcome."
Lloyd slammed the comic book onto his nightstand, his chest heaving with furious breaths.
Fine. No reading. He needed comfort food.
He slid off the bed and marched over to his hidden stash in the closet, pulling out a brand-new, unopened king-size bag of green apple sour gummies. He tore the top off, popped one into his mouth, and set the bag down on his desk to grab his video game controller.He took a seat in his desk chair.
Pop. Morro was suddenly sitting cross-legged right on top of the desk, staring down at the candy bag.
"You know those are terrible for your teeth," Morro said. "Not that I have to worry about cavities anymore."
"Good for you. Leave them alone," Lloyd grumbled, booting up his console. Morro casually reached a hand into the bag. Because he was a ghost, his hand should have passed right through the plastic. But due to their weird, volatile elemental tether, Morro concentrated, his fingers solidifying just enough to scoop up a handful of the sour gummies.
"Hey! You can't even eat those!" Lloyd yelled in a harsh whisper.
"Watch me," Morro deadpanned. He tossed three gummies into his mouth at once.The exact second the candy passed through Morro’s lips, his spectral biology glitched. Because he had no stomach, the bright green, sugar-coated candies didn't digest. Instead, they just sat there, completely visible, floating inside the translucent, glowing green mist of Morro’s spectral ribcage.
They bobbed up and down like little radioactive fish in an aquarium.Morro looked down at his own glowing, transparent stomach, then looked back up at Lloyd, his expression completely blank and unbothered.
"Huh. Flavor's okay. Texture is a bit weird on the way down."Lloyd stared at the gummies floating inside Morro’s chest, his jaw dropping in pure disgust.
"You... you ruined them! They're just floating in your ribs! That is so gross!"
"They'll dissolve in an hour," Morro shrugged, reaching his hand back into the bag for more. "Sharing is caring, green bean."
That was the final straw. The lack of privacy, the spoiled comic, the icy breath on his neck, and now the literal desecration of his favorite candy—Lloyd completely snapped.
He lunged out of his chair, abandoning his video game controller, his hands slamming onto the desk as he leaned in until he was practically nose-to-nose with the ghost.
"GET OUT OF MY SPACE!" Lloyd roared, his voice echoing off the wooden walls of the bedroom. "I don't care about the stupid magical leash! Stand in the hallway! Let the sparks snap your ankles! I don't care! You are loud, you are annoying, you have zero boundaries, and you are driving me completely insane!"
Lloyd’s face was bright, furious red, his chest heaving as he glared into Morro’s dark eyes.
The sheer intensity of Lloyd's anger radiated off him in waves of warm, green energy, pushing back the cold air in the room.
For the first time all day, Morro’s deadpan mask flickered. His eyes widened just a fraction, taking in how incredibly close Lloyd was, how hot his breath felt, and how violently his green energy was pulsing in sync with his rapid heartbeat. It felt exactly like the intense, overwhelming rush of power from the docks.
The memory of the frantic, desperate kiss flashed through Morro's mind like a lightning bolt, making his spectral heart give a sudden, painful thud. Morro slowly drifted backward, floating up toward the ceiling to put some distance between them.
He crossed his arms, desperately trying to regain his cool, unbothered composure."Get a grip, Lloyd," Morro said softly, his voice a bit more strained than usual as he looked away, staring hard at the wall. "You're overreacting over a few pieces of sugar. It's embarrassing."
Before Lloyd could scream at him again, the bedroom door flew open.Kai and Jay burst into the room, their weapons drawn, eyes darting frantically around the space.
"Lloyd! We heard screaming!" Kai yelled, his eyes scanning the empty corners of the room. "Is there an intruder?! Did the invisible ghost army breach the perimeter?!"
"Are they in the closet?!" Jay shrieked, swinging his nunchucks at a pile of dirty laundry. "Lloyd, who were you yelling at?!"
Lloyd stood frozen by his desk, his face still burning hot. He slowly lowered his hands, glancing up at the ceiling where Morro was currently floating upside down, mocking the ninja by miming Jay's frantic nunchuck swings with a completely straight face.
"Nobody," Lloyd forced out, his voice hoarse as he rubbed his temples. "I was just... practicing my intimidating leader shout. For when we fight real villains."
Kai lowered his sword, staring at Lloyd with deep, profound pity. "Right. The... intimidating leader shout. At your desk." Kai reached over, gently patting Lloyd's shoulder. "Man, you really need a hobby. Come on, Jay. Let's leave the general to his... thoughts."
As the door clicked shut behind them, Lloyd sank heavily into his desk chair, burying his face in his hands.From the ceiling, Morro slowly drifted back down, landing silently on the edge of the desk. He didn't say anything witty this time.
He just looked at the back of Lloyd's head, his expression unusually quiet as he watched the younger boy's shoulders rise and fall, the heavy silence of the unmentioned kiss hanging thicker than ever between them.
The harsh morning light cut across the bedroom floorboards, instantly dissolving the quiet safety of the night.Lloyd’s eyes flickered open.
He didn't feel the usual panic, but he did feel a strange, comforting coolness pressed against his forehead. He blinked, his vision clearing, only to realize he hadn't moved an inch since his nightmare. His forehead was still resting directly against Morro’s ghostly collarbone.
Morro was wide awake.
He was sitting perfectly rigid, his back pressed against the headboard, having stayed in that exact position for four hours straight just so he wouldn't disturb Lloyd.The second Lloyd looked up, their eyes met.The reality of the situation hit them both like a bucket of ice water.
Lloyd violently scrambled backward, tangling his legs in his three blankets and nearly rolling off the opposite side of the bed. His face instantly exploded into a fiery, bright red blush that reached all the way to his collar.
"I—I'm sorry! I didn't mean to—" Lloyd stammered frantically, pulling a pillow over his face to hide.
Morro scrambled to his feet, instantly floating two feet into the air to create distance. His translucent face was glowing a brilliant, radioactive shade of emerald-green. He crossed his arms aggressively, his eyes darting anywhere but at Lloyd, his cool demeanor completely shattered.
"Whatever," Morro snapped, his voice cracking slightly with sheer embarrassment. "You were making pathetic noises. I only did it so you'd shut up and let me get some peace. Don't look at me like that."
"I'm not looking at you!" Lloyd yelled into his pillow, his heart hammering against his ribs.
For a solid five minutes, neither of them said another word, both of them staring at opposite walls of the room, their faces burning hot as the unspoken tension of the dock kiss—and now the nightmare cuddle—threatened to suffocate them both.
By noon, the sirens were wailing. A rogue group of stone warriors had broken out of a museum exhibit in downtown Ninjago City, causing chaos on the main streets.
"Ninja, go!" Kai shouted as the team leaped off the Destiny’s Bounty, using their elemental dragons to spiral down toward the skyscrapers.
Lloyd landed squarely on the asphalt, his green energy sparking around his fists as he faced down a towering stone warrior swinging a giant club. Because of the magical tether, Morro materialized right next to him, hovering casually in mid-air with his arms locked behind his head, looking completely unbothered.
The stone warrior swung. Lloyd ducked, sweeping his leg to counter.
"Too slow, green bean," Morro sighed loudly in Lloyd’s ear, a smug, teasing smirk finally returning to his face. He was clearly using the mission to regain his "cool" status after the morning's embarrassment.
"If you leaned two inches to the left, you could have channeled a wind gust to throw him into that trash can. But I guess you're still tired from your little nap last night."
Lloyd’s face flushed pink as he dodged another punch. "Shut up, Morro! I'm trying to fight!"
"Ooh, 'Shut up, Morro,'" Jay mimicked from across the street, throwing a bolt of lightning at another statue. "Man, Lloyd is really getting into character with this imaginary ghost army thing! He’s even giving his imaginary nemesis a name! So dramatic!"
"He's a visionary, Jay," Cole yelled back, slamming his fists into the ground to create a fissure. "Leave him alone!"
Lloyd wanted the ground to swallow him whole. He threw a massive energy blast, but the stone warrior raised its shield, absorbing the hit and charging forward. Lloyd went to draw on his power again, but instead of the usual bright, sharp sparks, something strange happened.
A sudden rush of warmth flooded Lloyd's chest. It felt exactly like the comforting, safe energy from the night before, when Morro had used his wind to soothe his panic attack.
The shared vulnerability of the nightmare had fundamentally cracked the barrier between them—and their elements knew it.As Lloyd threw his hands forward, his green Energy didn't just fire in a straight line. It instantly caught onto a sudden, localized updraft of Morro’s Wind.
The two elements fused perfectly. A massive, swirling emerald vortex erupted across the pavement, spinning the heavy stone warrior into the air and shattering it completely against a lamppost.Lloyd stared at his hands, breathing heavily. The energy humming under his skin felt lighter, smoother, and deeply connected to the ghost floating beside him.
Morro had dropped his arms, staring at the swirling green embers fading into the air. His deadpan mask slipped entirely, replaced by wide, stunned eyes. He looked from the street back to Lloyd.
The magical leash around his ankle wasn't sparking; it was glowing a soft, harmonious gold.
They were healing, and their powers were reacting to how close they had actually become.
"That..." Morro muttered, his voice dropping its teasing edge entirely as his face flared with a faint green blush. "That shouldn't have been that easy."
Lloyd’s heart hammered against his ribs, a mix of elemental adrenaline and pure, unadulterated nerves.
He had survived the Cursed Realm, he had survived possession, and he was not going to let Morro see how much that sudden fusion of their souls had affected him.
While the other ninja were busy tying up the remaining statues a few yards away, Lloyd turned his back to them, facing the empty air where Morro was floating.
His face was entirely red, but his eyes were sharp and furious.
"You listen to me," Lloyd hissed in a dangerous, quiet whisper, pointing a finger directly at Morro's nose. "If you mention last night one more time, I swear to God I am going to walk straight into Wu's room, tell him exactly what happened on the docks, and let him find a spell to banish you to a literal teapot. Do you understand me?"
Morro's smirk instantly faltered. He blinked, taking a half-step back in mid-air. He looked at Lloyd's fierce, flushed expression, and for a split second, the memory of Lloyd's lips pressing against his on the docks flashed vividly in his mind.
The threat of Lloyd telling Wu about the kiss was enough to make Morro's ghostly heart stall out.
"You wouldn't dare," Morro muttered, though his voice lacked its usual deadpan sting. His own green blush began to creep back onto his cheekbones.
"Try me," Lloyd shot back, crossing his arms triumphantly. For the first time all day, Morro had absolutely nothing snarky to say. He just floated there, looking flustered and thoroughly defeated, while Lloyd finally turned around to join his completely oblivious team.
The Destiny’s Bounty kitchen was a battlefield of loud voices, clattering plates, and the heavy scent of Cole’s questionable attempts at making a stir-fry.Lloyd sat at the center of the table, desperately trying to focus on his rice bowl.
Morro was floating directly above him, entirely upside down, his translucent bangs dangling inches from Lloyd’s face.
"Look at the fire ninja," Morro droned in a perfect, unbothered deadpan. "He’s trying to use chopsticks like they're drumsticks. Absolutely pathetic. And the lightning brat is actively snoring with his mouth full. How do you live with these savages?"
Lloyd bit his lip, a sharp, involuntary huff escaping his nose.Across the table, Nya paused her chopsticks mid-air. Her sharp blue eyes locked onto Lloyd. Unlike the boys, who were currently arguing over the last spring roll, Nya had been watching Lloyd’s micro-expressions all day.
She noticed the way his eyes kept darting to empty spaces, the faint green flush on his cheeks, and the sudden, unexplainable drops in temperature around his chair.
"Something wrong with the rice, Lloyd?" Nya asked smoothly, her voice cutting through the noise.
"No! Nothing!" Lloyd squeaked, violently jamming a massive clump of rice into his mouth to keep from speaking. Morro flipped right-side up, floating right next to Nya’s shoulder. He stared deadpan at Lloyd.
"She’s onto you, green bean. Look at her eyes. She’s analyzing you like a puzzle. Tell her the truth. Tell her you’re losing your mind because a ghost is breathing down your neck."
Lloyd aggressively glared at the empty space next to Nya, his eyes burning with a silent promise of murder.
Nya followed his line of sight, staring directly into the blank wall, her suspicion hardening into absolute certainty. He isn't method acting, she thought, her brow furrowing. He’s reacting to something.
Hours later, the ship was entirely dark. The clock on the wall ticked past 5:00 AM, the sky outside a deep, bruised purple just before dawn.Lloyd stood out on the deck, leaning his forearms against the cool wooden railing.
The morning air was freezing, but the localized chill that materialized right beside him was entirely familiar. Morro rested his elbows on the railing next to him, his translucent form pale against the morning mist.They didn't bicker. The elemental fusion from the day before had left a lingering, comfortable warmth between them, a quiet understanding that neither of them wanted to break.
"Morro," Lloyd said softly, his voice barely a whisper against the wind."Yeah?" Morro murmured, not turning his head.
"About Stixx. The docks," Lloyd swallowed hard, his heart hammering against his ribs as the sheer weight of the unmentioned truth finally cracked. His face burned hot in the morning mist. "I didn't just pull you out because you're Wu's student. I did it because... because when you let go, I realized I couldn't—"
Slam.
The deck door flew open, shattering the fragile silence. Kai stepped out into the cold, stretching his arms over his head and yawning loudly.
"Hey, Lloyd! Morning! Kai’s up, which means it's your turn for solo training. Don't slack off, general!"
Lloyd’s jaw snapped shut. The words died in his throat. Morro violently jolted, his face exploding into a faint green blush as he quickly crossed his arms and stared hard at the ocean, his deadpan mask scrambling to lock back into place.
"Right," Lloyd choked out, his fists clenching. "Training. I'm going."
Ten minutes later, Lloyd was in the courtyard, aggressively laying into a heavy wooden training dummy.
Whack.
Thud.
Crack.
From behind the wooden crates near the bridge, four pairs of eyes were watching him. Kai, Jay, and Cole were stacked on top of each other, while Nya stood at the back, her arms crossed, watching with intense scrutiny.
"Man, he is really taking that 'invisible ghost army' thing seriously today," Jay whispered, munching on a leftover apple. "Look at him go! He's fighting like the air insulted his mom!"
"Yeah, it's getting a little intense," Cole muttered. "I'm bored. Let's go watch TV."
One by one, the boys lost interest, yawning and wandering back inside the ship.
But Nya stayed.
She hid behind the bulkhead, her eyes locked on Lloyd.The boys couldn't see what was actually happening. Morro was floating directly behind the training dummy, his arms crossed, his voice a relentless, patronizing drone.
"Is that it? A toddler could hit harder than that. Your footwork is sloppy. You're leaning into the punch too much. No wonder you couldn't get a word out on the deck."
"Shut up," Lloyd gritted out, his knuckles bruising against the wood.
"Make me, hero," Morro taunted, leaning in close. "You're frustrated because you're weak. You can't even finish a sentence."
Something inside Lloyd completely snapped. The exhaustion of the nightmare, the frustration of the interruption, and the overwhelming, terrifying weight of his hidden feelings collided into pure, unadulterated rage.
Lloyd’s eyes violently flashed from their bright green to a deep, dangerous dark purple.The air around the courtyard grew suffocatingly heavy. Dark, jagged strands of purple and black energy began to crackle around Lloyd's fists—the raw, ancient power of his Oni heritage slipping past his control.
He raised his fist and struck the wooden dummy with a guttural, terrifying roar.
BOOM.
The heavy wooden dummy didn't just break; it completely exploded into splintered shrapnel, a shockwave of dark purple energy rippling across the deck.
Nya gasped from behind the bulkhead, her hand flying to her mouth.
Purple?
She knew about Lloyd's heritage, but he never let that power out unless he was completely losing control. She wanted to run to him, to grab his arm and help him calm down, but she forced herself to stay frozen.
She needed to see what was causing this.
The dark purple energy crackled violently around Lloyd's shaking hands. He was panting, his shoulders heaving, his vision blurred with raw, furious tears.
Morro’s deadpan smirk vanished instantly.
He dropped to his feet on the deck, stepping directly into Lloyd's space. He didn't look patronizing anymore; his eyes were wide, soft, and deeply concerned. He raised his translucent hands, channeling a soft, incredibly gentle breeze that swirled around Lloyd's face, cooling his burning skin.
"Lloyd. Hey. Look at me," Morro said, his voice dropping into that rare, quiet tone from the night of the nightmare. "Breathe. Let the dark stuff go. I'm right here. Look at me."
Lloyd’s chest heaved. He slowly looked up, the deep purple in his eyes gradually fading back into a soft, vulnerable green as he locked onto Morro's glowing face. The wind calmed his racing heart, pulling him back from the edge.
"What is wrong with you today?" Morro asked carefully, his voice unusually soft, his fingers hovering just centimeters away from Lloyd's cheek. "Why are you pushing yourself like this?"
Lloyd let out a shaky, broken breath, a tear finally slipping down his cheek. He couldn't keep the lock on the box anymore.
"Because of you!" Lloyd burst out, his voice cracking with absolute, raw vulnerability. "Because you're floating there acting like nothing matters! I'm losing my mind, Morro! On the docks... when I kissed you, it wasn't a mistake! It wasn't the elements! I did it because I... because I love you, okay? I love you, and you're dead, and you're trapped in my shadow, and I don't know what to do!"
The courtyard went entirely, horrifyingly silent.Morro froze, his translucent face instantly flaring into a brilliant, blinding emerald-green blush, his jaw dropping in pure, stunned silence.
From behind the bulkhead, Nya let out a loud, sharp gasp that echoed across the deck.Lloyd violently whipped his head around, his eyes widening in pure horror as Nya stepped out from her hiding spot. She was staring at Lloyd, her face pale, her eyes wide with deep, profound concern.
To Nya's eyes, Lloyd was standing entirely alone in the center of the wreckage, crying and screaming a romantic confession to a patch of completely empty air.
"Lloyd..." Nya whispered, her voice trembling as she took a slow, cautious step toward him, treating him like a scared, volatile animal. "Oh my god... Lloyd, you're... you're talking to him. You think he's there."
"Nya, wait—" Lloyd stammered, frantically backing away, his face turning pale.
"Stay right there. Don't move," Nya said quickly, her mind racing in absolute panic. She was thoroughly convinced the trauma of the possession had completely shattered Lloyd’s psyche, driving him into a literal state of romantic delusion. "I'm going to get help. Just... stay calm."
Without waiting for a response, Nya turned on her heel and bolted down the hallway, sprinting as fast as her legs could carry her to find Zane and Pixal.
They needed logic, they needed scans, and they needed a medical intervention immediately.In the center of the ruined courtyard, Lloyd slowly looked back at Morro.
The ghost was still standing there, floating an inch off the ground, his face still glowing bright green, completely speechless as the chaotic reality of their situation completely imploded around them.
The metal doors of the deck bulkhead hissed open. Nya marched out into the ruined courtyard, her face tight with clinical panic.
Behind her walked Zane and Pixal, their robotic footsteps perfectly synchronized, their eyes glowing a cold, analytical blue. Pixal was already holding a high-frequency digital scanning pad.
"Lloyd," Zane said, his voice dropping into his calmest, most medical tone.
"Nya has informed us of your... vocalizations. Please remain still. We need to conduct a localized neurological and elemental scan."
"I am fine!" Lloyd yelled, backing away until his heels hit the splintered base of the destroyed training dummy.
Behind him, Morro floated up, his deadpan mask completely gone. His ghostly chest was tight with a suffocating mix of guilt and sheer, agonizing shock.
He loves me, the words kept echoing in Morro's mind, a rhythmic drumbeat that made his spectral core ache. The Green Ninja—the kid I tortured, the hero who has everything—loves me.
"Initiating scan," Pixal announced. A lattice of glowing blue lasers swept across Lloyd's body.Instantly, the scanning pad didn't just beep; it began to screech. The digital interface glitched, the screen violently flickering between Lloyd’s vital signs and a completely secondary, volatile energy signature right next to his shadow.
"Intriguing," Zane muttered, his robotic brow furrowing. "Pixal, the thermal readings indicate a localized drop to negative twenty degrees Celsius exactly two inches from Lloyd’s left flank. And there is a distinct... wind-based electrical frequency overlapping his heartbeat."
"He is compromised," Pixal concluded, her eyes flashing. "The residual energy of the Cursed Realm is attempting to manifest. Lloyd, we must quarantine you immediately for your own safety."
"No!" Lloyd roared. He took a hard step forward, his fists clenching as bright green energy flared violently around his knuckles. He didn't care how insane he looked to them. He didn't care if they locked him in a padded cell.
If protecting Morro meant he had to fight his own family, damn the consequences. "You aren't touching him! If I'm crazy, then I'm crazy! But he stays with me!"
Morro looked at the back of Lloyd's head. He looked at the trembling, desperate posture of the boy who was willing to ruin his reputation, his relationships, and his safety just to keep a dead spirit from being banished.
The guilt became too heavy to bear.I am a curse on him, Morro thought, his chest tightening.
But I won't let him fight alone.Morro closed his eyes. He reached deep down into the volatile core of his tether, pulling on the lingering warmth of the nightmare, focusing every single ounce of his spectral concentration into a single, agonizing command: See me.A sudden, sharp gust of wind whipped across the courtyard, kicking up loose splinters.
Right before the eyes of Nya, Zane, and Pixal, the air began to ripple like water. Translucent green mist coalesced, hardening into a solid, unmistakable shape. Morro dropped lightly onto his feet on the wooden deck, his dark eyes fixed on the trio. He was fully visible. He was fully real.The courtyard went dead silent.Lloyd slowly looked up, his green eyes raw, tired, and swimming with unshed tears. A miserable, completely exhausted smile broke across his face.
"...Hey," Lloyd whispered, his voice cracking.Morro looked back at him, his dark eyes incredibly soft, his glowing face completely bare of any villainous walls.
"Hey," Morro replied, his voice a low, gentle murmur that belonged only to the two of them.The moment the words left his lips, their elements reacted entirely on their own.
Strands of bright green Energy drifted from Lloyd’s fingers, while translucent ribbons of pale green Wind rose from Morro’s palms. The two powers reached out through the air, finding each other effortlessly, twirling and twisting together in a beautiful, harmonious dance before fading into the morning mist. It wasn't an attack; it was a conversation.
"By the First Spinjitzu Master," Nya breathed, her jaw dropping as she stared at the very real ghost standing in front of her. "He... he wasn't hallucinating. You're actually here."
Zane blinked, his internal processors whirring. "The data matches. The tether is not a psychological manifestation; it is a literal atomic bonding of their elemental structures. They are... structurally codependent."
The second Zane took a analytical step closer, Morro immediately stepped forward. He threw his arm out, shielding Lloyd behind his body, his eyes flashing with a sharp, protective glint that warned them to stay back.
"He’s not crazy, and he’s not infected," Morro said, his voice returning to its firm, guarded tone as he stood tall in front of the Green Ninja. "The Preeminent tried to take me. He pulled me out. The magic locked us together. I can’t leave him, and he can’t leave me. That is all you need to know."
Nya looked at the protective stance of the ghost, then at Lloyd, who was staring at Morro's back with an expression of pure, unadulterated relief.
The pieces of the puzzle finally clicked into place in her mind—the shower incident, the kitchen laughter, the raw, emotional confession she had just witnessed. They weren't just tethered by magic; they were tangled in something far more complicated.
"Oh, boy," Nya groaned, rubbing her temples as a look of sheer dread washed over her face. She violently whipped her head around to face Zane and Pixal.
"Okay. New rule. Nobody breathes a single syllable of this to the other guys."
"Why?" Pixal asked, her logical programming confused. "Is transparency not the most efficient path to a solution?"
"Because if Kai finds out that the ghost who possessed his little brother is currently living in his bedroom, acting as his invisible roommate, and that Lloyd is... like that with him?" Nya shuddered, gesturing wildly to the ruined courtyard. "Kai will literally explode. He will unleash a blast of big-brother rage that will burn the Destiny's Bounty straight out of the sky. We are swearing ourselves to total secrecy until we figure out how to handle this."
Zane looked at Pixal, then nodded slowly. "Agreed. For the structural integrity of the ship, we will classify this data."
As Nya, Zane, and Pixal began to carefully discuss how to falsify the morning's training reports, Morro slowly turned back around to face Lloyd.
The emerald-green blush was creeping back onto the ghost's cheeks, but he didn't run away this time. He just looked at Lloyd, the quiet weight of the confession still hanging between them, but the fear of being discovered was finally gone.
The transformation started in the marrow of Lloyd’s bones. The more his heart accepted the truth of his feelings, the more his golden-green energy hummed at a stable, deep frequency. That raw power was traveling straight down the tether.
Morro wasn't just a flickering mist anymore. He was currently in a perfect, liminal state of existence.
With a single thought, he could become as solid as brick, or entirely invisible. He could lift objects across the room with a mere twitch of his mind. He was becoming tangible again, pulled back toward the living by the sheer force of Lloyd's devotion.
It was late at night when the silence finally broke. Morro was sitting on the edge of Lloyd’s mattress, his fingers idly tracing the woven patterns of the quilt—fully capable of feeling the rough texture now.
"You meant it," Morro said quietly, his dark eyes fixing on Lloyd, who was sitting cross-legged opposite him. "In the courtyard. And on the docks."
Lloyd’s breath hitched, the ambient warmth of the room spiking. "I told you I did. I don't lie about that stuff, Morro."
"You're an idiot," Morro murmured, but there was no heat in it. His translucent skin was flushed a deep, glowing green.
He leaned forward, his newfound solidity allowing him to reach out and actually catch Lloyd by the nape of his neck. His fingers were cool, but entirely real.
"A complete and utter hero-complex idiot."
"Shut up," Lloyd breathed, and this time, he didn't wait.
Lloyd lunged forward, closing the distance between them. Their lips met with a frantic, desperate intensity that made the room’s air pressure drop instantly.
This wasn't the panicked gasp of Stixx; it was heavy, deliberate, and consuming. Morro tangled his hands into Lloyd’s messy blonde hair, pulling him flush against his chest as he deepened the kiss, a low, needy sound escaping his throat.
Because of Morro's half-ghost biology, every touch felt heightened, electrified by the emerald sparks dancing across their skin. They tumbled backward onto the mattress, a breathless, heavy makeup session that left the sheets entirely ruined, Lloyd’s gi tugged half-off his shoulders, and his lips swollen and red.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
The violent blare of the ship's emergency klaxon shattered the haze.
"All ninja to the bridge! We have a localized anomaly in the Sea of Sand!" Kai’s voice boomed over the intercom.
"Damn it," Lloyd groaned, violently tearing himself away from Morro’s lips. He scrambled out of bed, his hands shaking as he tried to flatten his completely wrecked hair and tie his gi.
Morro rolled over onto his side on the bed, propping his head up with one hand. He looked thoroughly pleased with himself, his hair messy, his eyes dark and satisfied.
With a smirk, he clicked his fingers, rendering himself completely invisible to the world, though Lloyd could still feel his freezing presence hovering right over his shoulder.
When Lloyd bolted into the bridge, the entire team was already gathered around the primary holotable.
"Nice of you to join us, general," Kai teased immediately, turning around and instantly stopping dead in his tracks. He stared at Lloyd, an eyebrow raising to his hairline.
"Uh... Lloyd? Did you wrestle a wild boar on your way here? Your hair looks like a bird’s nest, and your collar is practically inside out."
"I—I just got out of bed!" Lloyd defended frantically, his face instantly turning a bright, mortified crimson as he tugged at his gi.
"The alarm woke me up!
""Right, right, 'just got out of bed,'" Jay cackled, elbowing Cole. "Did the bed explode? You look like you just survived a wind tunnel!"
"Actually, he did," an invisible voice whispered right into Lloyd’s ear.
Lloyd shivered violently, his blush deepening until his ears were hot. Right beside him, the invisible Morro leaned in close, his spectral fingers lightly tracing the sensitive skin right beneath Lloyd's jawline.
“Your neck is formatting a very pretty bruise, green bean,” Morro purred in a low, dirty whisper that only Lloyd could hear. “Should I make another one while they aren't looking?”
Lloyd bit his lip so hard it nearly bled, his fists clenching as he tried to stare at the holotable map while an invisible ghost was actively touching his waist.
Across the table, Nya’s eyes darted from Lloyd’s flushed face to the empty space directly behind his hip where the air was slightly warping.
She knew exactly what had delayed the Green Ninja.
"Alright, leave him alone," Nya interrupted loudly, deliberately stepping between Kai and Lloyd to break her brother's line of sight. She aggressively slapped a digital map onto the main monitor.
"Kai, focus. Look at these coordinates. The seismic readings in the desert are fluctuating wildly. If we don't adjust the Bounty's thrusters right now, the sandstorms will clog the engine intakes."
"Wait, really?" Kai blinked, completely sidetracked by the sudden mechanical crisis. He leaned over the console. "Show me the fuel lines, Nya. We might need to manually vent the secondary tank." Lloyd let out a ragged breath of pure relief, sending a grateful look toward Nya.
Zane and Pixal stood perfectly still on the other side of the room. Their blue robotic eyes glinted with absolute clarity. While they remained perfectly silent to protect the secret, their processors were actively recording the 15% increase in Lloyd’s respiratory rate and the exact translucent thermal signature currently pressing against his lower back.
“They know,” Morro’s voice chuckled in his ear, a cool breath brushing his earlobe. “The nindroids are calculating exactly how loud you were twenty minutes ago.”
Lloyd nearly choked on his own saliva, his eyes widening in sheer, agonized embarrassment.
He tried to focus on what Kai and Nya were arguing about regarding the thrusters, but his brain was completely fried, his body still humming from the intense makeup session and Morro’s relentless, invisible teasing.
"Alright, team," Cole sighed, clapping his hands together as the meeting finally wound down after twenty minutes of intense debate. "We land in the desert in two hours. Get your gear ready. Lloyd, you got the strategy down?"
Lloyd blinked, staring blankly at the map. He hadn't heard a single syllable of the tactical plan.
"Uh... yeah. Strategy. Go team."
Jay burst out laughing. "He didn't hear a word! The general is completely spacey today!"
Zane calmly walked around the table, stopping directly in front of Lloyd. With a perfectly straight, emotionless face, the titanium ninja reached into his uniform and pulled out a thick, meticulously organized paper packet. He placed it firmly into Lloyd’s trembling hands.
"Do not worry, Lloyd," Zane said, his voice entirely deadpan yet carrying a subtle, knowing glint. "Everything you completely missed during this briefing due to your... distracted and ruffled state is thoroughly documented in this packet. I included diagrams for your convenience."
Pixal nodded smoothly from behind him. "The data is comprehensive. We highly suggest you review it in a quiet, isolated environment. Perhaps your bedroom."
The bridge erupted into endless, booming laughter. Kai and Jay were practically howling, throwing their arms around each other's shoulders as they mocked Lloyd’s complete lack of focus, entirely convinced he was just being a lazy, sleepy teenager.
Nya just rolled her eyes with a heavy sigh, shaking her head.Lloyd stood frozen, clutching the strategy packet to his chest like a shield, his face burning a brighter red than Kai’s gi.
Right beside him, Morro finally materialized just enough for Lloyd to see him—a perfectly solid, incredibly smug smirk gracing his lips as he gave a mocking, two-finger salute.
The heavy engines of the Destiny’s Bounty groaned as the ship cut through the rising thermal drafts of the Sea of Sand. Outside, a massive, swirling wall of golden dust was beginning to swallow the horizon.
Inside Lloyd’s room, Zane’s strategy packet lay entirely forgotten on the desk.Lloyd sat on the edge of his bed, his breathing still a little uneven.
Morro was currently sitting on the floor between Lloyd's knees, perfectly solid and heavy. He had his back pressed against the mattress, his head tilted back so he could look up at Lloyd with an unusually quiet, grounding intensity."You're still blushing, green bean," Morro murmured, his voice dropping its sharp, teasing edge. He reached up, his cool, solid fingers lightly brushing the heat of Lloyd's cheekbone.
"The tin can really did a number on you with that packet."
"Shut up," Lloyd mumbled, though he didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned down, resting his forehead against Morro’s shoulder, letting out a long, shuddering sigh. "My family thinks I’m losing my mind. Half of them think I'm crazy, and the other half are documenting my love life with diagrams."
Morro’s fingers slid up into Lloyd’s blonde hair, gently anchoring him. He stared at the wall, his chest tightening with that lingering, heavy mixture of guilt and awe.
"I was a monster to you, Lloyd," Morro said softly, the confession slipping out into the quiet room. "I took your body. I ruined your life. And you... you dove into the ink for me anyway. Why?"
Lloyd pulled back just enough to look into Morro’s dark eyes. "Because when you let go, I didn't see a villain. I just saw someone who deserved a second chance. And because..." Lloyd swallowed, his face flushing pink but his gaze remaining fiercely steady. "Because even when you were possessing me, I felt how deeply you were hurting. I didn't want you to be alone anymore."
Morro stared at him, completely breathless.
The raw honesty in Lloyd's voice caused a massive, violent surge of warmth to ripple straight down their elemental tether. Morro reached up, gripping the front of Lloyd's gi, pulling him down into a deep, desperate kiss that tasted like shared trauma and quiet, healing devotion.
SLAM.
The bedroom door flew open with enough force to splinter the latch. "Lloyd, the sandstorm just ripped the primary thruster casing right off—!" Kai shouted, bursting into the room with his sword drawn, his face tight with adrenaline.
He stopped dead in his tracks.
Because Morro’s concentration had been completely shattered by the sudden noise, his newfound physical form glitched violently.
He didn't have time to go invisible.
Instead, he and Lloyd were caught completely red-handed—Lloyd leaning over the edge of the bed, his lips still hovering centimeters away from Morro, who was frozen on the floor with his hands buried in Lloyd's hair.
Kai's brain completely short-circuited. His eyes darted from Lloyd, to the translucent green teenager on the floor, and back to Lloyd.
"What... what the..." Kai stammered, his jaw dropping so low it nearly hit his chest. "You... he... MORRO?!"
Before Kai could even process the absolute betrayal of a former villain kissing his little brother, the entire Destiny’s Bounty violently tilted at a horrific forty-five-degree angle.
A massive, roaring screech echoed through the ship as a localized desert vortex slammed into the main deck. The hull groaned under immense pressure.
Through the open doorway, they could hear Jay screaming as the control console exploded into sparks, and Nya yelling that the ship was about to capsize into the dunes below.
"We're going down!" Kai yelled, his big-brother protective instincts immediately fighting the sheer confusion of the room.
"Lloyd, get to the deck!"
There was no time to explain.
Lloyd bolted past Kai, sprinting onto the main deck with Morro floating right at his heels, his ghostly form hardening back into solid reality.The scene outside was pure chaos. The ship was trapped in the eye of a massive sand-cyclone. The sails were ripping, and Cole was desperately clinging to the anchor chain, trying to keep the ship from flipping completely over.
"The thrusters are dead!" Nya shouted over the deafening roar of the wind, trying to stabilize the wheel. "We don't have enough lift to break the gravity of the vortex!"
"I've got it!" Lloyd yelled.He sprinted to the very bow of the ship, jumping up onto the wooden railing. He threw his arms out, channeling a massive, blinding surge of his life-infused green Energy.
The power crackled around his arms, but against the sheer, crushing weight of a desert storm, his Energy alone wasn't enough to push a massive airship out of the gravity well. His feet slipped on the wet, sandy wood."I told you your form was sloppy, green bean," a voice murmured right beside him.
Morro materialized on the railing right next to Lloyd. He didn't hesitate. He stepped behind Lloyd, wrapping his cool, solid arms entirely around Lloyd's waist to lock him in place, anchoring him against the gale. Morro raised his own hands, his dark eyes flashing with brilliant green light as he seized control of the storm outside.
"Now, Lloyd! Push!" Morro roared over the wind.
The moment their powers connected, the universe seemed to stutter. The nightmare had healed them, the kiss had anchored them, and the confession had completely fused their souls.
Lloyd’s bright green Energy caught the volatile, soaring drafts of Morro’s Wind. A colossal, swirling emerald and gold hurricane erupted from the front of the Destiny's Bounty.
The localized blast was so immensely powerful that it literally tore the sand-cyclone completely in half, rewriting the weather patterns of the desert in a single, breath-taking second.
The ship violently jolted, breaking free of the sand vortex and launching forward into the clear, blue sky above the storm cloud.
The deck fell completely silent, save for the steady, mechanical hum of the newly stabilized engines.
Lloyd slumped against the railing, panting heavily, his green energy fading into soft embers. Behind him, Morro let out a sharp breath, his hands slowly slipping away from Lloyd's waist as he drifted an inch off the deck, his face glowing a very proud, yet deeply flustered shade of green.
The entire ninja team was frozen on the deck, staring at the front of the ship.Kai, Jay, and Cole’s mouths were wide open. They looked at the shattered sandstorm miles behind them, then at Lloyd, and finally at the very real, very visible ghost of Morro standing right next to their leader.
"Okay..." Jay whispered, his fingers trembling as he pointed at Morro. "So... the invisible ghost army... was actually just the regular ghost who possessed us. And he... he just saved our lives?"
Cole rubbed his eyes. "And he was... holding Lloyd's waist? Like... like a movie?"
Nya stepped forward, letting out a massive, exhausted sigh as she looked at Kai, whose face was currently transitioning from pale shock to a bright, explosive shade of fiery red.
"Alright, everyone be quiet," Nya commanded, stepping directly between Kai and the two boys at the bow.
She glared at Zane and Pixal, who were calmly logging the data.
"Zane, get the strategy packet. We are going to need a lot more diagrams to explain how we survive the big-brother tantrum that is about to happen on this ship."
Beside Lloyd, Morro casually crossed his arms, a slow, deadpan smirk returning to his lips as he looked at the utterly chaotic family he had just been permanently anchored to.
The Destiny's Bounty kitchen had been transformed into a makeshift courtroom. Kai sat at the head of the wooden table, his arms crossed so tightly his gi was wrinkling, actual wisps of dark smoke drifting out of his nostrils.
Lloyd sat opposite him, looking exhausted but fiercely unbended. Right next to him on the bench sat Morro.
The ghost was completely solid now, leaning back casually with his legs crossed, drinking a cherry juice box through a straw.
He was deliberately making a loud, wet, annoying slurping sound every three seconds just to test the fire ninja's blood pressure.
"He threw you into a mountain, Lloyd!" Kai finally exploded, slamming his palms on the table.
"He locked you in a tomb! He literally stole your clothes! And now you're... you're roommates?!"
"Kai, shut up and eat your toast," Nya sighed, aggressively kicking her brother under the table. "They saved the ship. The magic tether is real. Deal with it."
"Look on the bright side, Kai!" Jay chimed in cheerfully, leaning over his plate. "If they ever move into an apartment, Morro can just carry the groceries straight through the walls! Think of the efficiency!"
Everyone groaned.
The kitchen door hissed open, and Zane walked in carrying a brand-new, heavily bound paper packet. He dropped it onto the center of the table with a heavy, dramatic thud.
The cover read: Co-habitation Protocols for Elemental Spirits and Green Ninjas.
"I have drafted a set of guidelines to ensure shipboard harmony," Zane deadpanned, tapping the pages. "Morro is banned from using localized updrafts to sabotage video game tournaments. He is also restricted from haunting the pantry during non-meal hours."
Zane adjusted his vision processors, staring directly at the thick packet. "Furthermore, under subsection four, Lloyd's bedroom is now officially off-limits to all crew members without a strict, mandatory triple-knock warning."
Jay blinked, pausing with a piece of bacon halfway to his mouth. He looked around the room with wide, entirely blank eyes.
"Wait. Why a triple-knock warning? What happens if we only knock twice? Is it like a ghost curse? Does the door handle turn into a snake?"
The entire kitchen went dead silent.
Cole stopped chewing. Nya buried her face in her hands with a heavy groan. Kai's eyes widened in sheer horror. Everyone stared at Jay in a collective wave of secondhand embarrassment.
Morro slowly set his empty juice box down on the table. A deeply wicked, completely unbothered smirk spread across his lips as he looked at the lightning ninja.
"Well," Morro murmured, his voice smooth and deadpan as he stood up. "I can show you exactly why if you want, lightning brat."
"Morro, don't—" Lloyd squeaked, his face exploding into a bright crimson blush.
Morro didn't listen.
He stepped directly into Lloyd’s space, grabbed the collar of the Green Ninja's gi, and pulled him up off the bench. Right there in front of the entire kitchen table, Morro leaned down and kissed Lloyd passionately, burying his fingers deep into the younger boy's blonde hair and dragging him flush against his chest.
Lloyd made a soft, muffled sound of pure shock, his hands instinctively gripping Morro's shoulders as his green energy sparked weakly in sheer embarrassment.
"MY EYES! MY HOLY RECEPTORS!" Kai shrieked, violently throwing his arms up to block his face as a small burst of real fire accidentally erupted from his knuckles, scorching the ceiling.
Jay’s jaw dropped so low it nearly hit his plate. His face turned a pale shade of green as he aggressively threw his hands in the air, spinning his chair away from the table.
"Never mind! Never mind!" Jay screamed frantically, pressing his palms over his ears. "I didn't want to know! I officially take back the question! Nobody answer the question! I will triple-knock for the rest of my natural life!"
As Jay continued to freak out, Cole calmly reached over and flipped to page four of Zane's protocol packet, squinting at the print.
"Hey, Zane? I think you got a typo here. You spelled his name M-o-r-o-w. There's no 'w' in Morro."
Morro pulled back from the kiss, his lips slick, an eyebrow raising as his dark eyes locked onto the Earth Ninja.
He didn't even say a word. He just casually lifted his left hand and gave his middle finger a tiny, sharp flick through the air.With a sudden, violent whoosh of compressed air, Cole’s heavy wooden chair was violently yanked backward from the table.
"Whoa—!" Cole yelled, his arms flailing wildly as the chair swiped out from under him, sending the Earth Ninja crashing flat onto his backside on the hard kitchen floor.
THUD.
The entire room froze again, staring at Cole groaning on the floorboards, and then up at the ghost.
Morro simply blew a stray piece of dark hair out of his eyes, looking entirely unbothered as he casually leaned back against Lloyd's shoulder.
Kai rubbed his temples, letting out a long, defeated sigh. The entire family collectively realized that while Morro might not be a world-ending villain anymore, he was still going to be an absolute menace to live with.
Late that night, the ship was completely dark, sailing smoothly over the endless, quiet sands.
Lloyd and Morro sat together on the wide wooden window sill of the bedroom. The window was open, letting in the cool night breeze.
The magical tether around their ankles wasn't sparking or burning anymore; it had settled into a deep, comforting, permanent golden-green hum that connected their chest cavities.
They weren't bickering.
The chaos of the day had finally melted away, leaving only the quiet reality of their newfound life.
"You're an absolute menace," Lloyd muttered softly, resting his head sideways against Morro’s solid, cool shoulder. His face was still a little warm from the kitchen disaster. "You traumatized Jay for life."
Morro didn't answer with a deadpan joke. He just turned his head, his dark eyes incredibly soft and bare of any protective walls as he looked at the blonde hair resting against his gi.
He reached up, his solid fingers gently tracing Lloyd's jawline, tilting his face up in the moonlight.
"He asked a logical question," Morro whispered, a genuine, rare smile breaking across his lips. "I just gave him a visual diagram. Zane would be proud."
"You're terrible," Lloyd laughed softly.
"I know," Morro murmured.
He leaned down, wrapping his arms securely around Lloyd’s waist to pull him close, pressing a slow, deep, completely uninterrupted kiss to his lips.
There were no alarms, no screaming fire ninja, and no heavy packets—just the steady wind and the quiet warmth of a second chance they both had fought to keep.