A/N: I do not own LEGO Ninjago, just Arwyn, my Green Ninja, my OCs, and my imagination.
Read my profile to see how I think differently and have used my imagination (use yours).
This is the beginning of her story and starts after the collection of the four fang blades, but I expand the time between that and when Pythor stole them all. It's a tale of developing relationships, with a little humor, action, and adventure.
This is my AU; Lloyd is not the Green Ninja.
If ya hate, don't read.
My other stories: "Champion's Bane" follows this immediately, "Nothing" is a little later, "Body Swap" is some months after this, "Rescue Me" is after the 'final battle' (my AU-not explained yet).
Hope you enjoy, and, if you do, please leave a comment!
Man On A Mission: Part I
**Sensei Wu's POV
Nya and I stood on the sidewalk outside of a small clinic watching the people walking by going to their jobs, classes, or the market. Ninjago City was bustling at nearly eight o'clock in the morning, but we were just waiting, silently watching.
I had asked Nya to accompany me this morning for an important errand. When she had respectfully asked what I was planning, I had said only that it was something I had been waiting to do for a long time. She had no more questions after that.
Nya was very good at patiently waiting for me to reveal information. That was one of the reasons I always chose to have her come with me on errands and trips. She was also intelligent, organized, vibrant, and easy to look at.
As we waited near the clinic, I scanned the crowd of people walking this way and that. Finally, a car drove into the small lot next to the building and, presently, out stepped its driver—a pretty, slender young woman in purple scrubs with olive skin and wavy, shoulder-length, black hair.
Her face was so familiar to me, one I had seen in dreams a thousand times before, and my heart raced in my chest. I had been waiting so long.
Motioning to Nya to stay where she was, I approached the young woman who was inserting her key into the lock of the clinic door. She noticed me out of the corner of her eye as I drew near, and it startled her a tad so that she stepped back a bit and regarded me with wariness.
"Pardon me, miss," I began, bowing before her, successfully suppressing any anxiety I felt. "I am Sensei Wu, and I would like to speak to you about a very important matter. You are Arwyn, are you not?"
She seemed very surprised that I knew her name, but composed herself quickly. Smiling at me and bowing while looking me in the face she said, "Yes, I'm Arwyn, the nurse here. Is there something I can do for you? I really need to get inside before I'm late for work."
"I will not keep you long," I assured her in a gentle tone. Her eyes darted over my shoulder to Nya whom I knew was standing nearby being as discreet as possible. I sensed with amusement that she thought the young woman in red might be my caretaker.
"A powerful force has drawn me to you," I continued, getting straight down to business. "One that tells me you are very important to the future of Ninjago. A great evil threatens its peace, and I wish to speak with you regarding your role in the fight against it."
Perhaps I should have eased into that last part, for one eyebrow twitched slightly before she took a small step away from me, never dropping her benevolent smile.
"Um, I'm not sure I can help you there, but maybe you'd like to get an appointment with our doctor?" she responded helpfully.
"No, thank you," I told her. I knew she might next be offering me a room in the nearest psychiatric facility, but I had to finish this. "It would please me greatly if you would accept an invitation to come to my home and dojo for dinner this evening so that I may speak with you at length regarding what I just told you."
Sizing me up, and perhaps determining that I was harmless, Arwyn seemed to decide to humor me. "That is very generous of you, and it might be possible, since I don't teach my self-defense class tonight, but I can't promise anything right now. I'll need to check my calendar first."
I chose to ignore that last part. "Very good, then," I said firmly, tapping the butt of my bamboo staff on the sidewalk. "I will send one of my students to escort you to our dojo on the ship Destiny's Bounty. He will arrive this afternoon to collect you."
She seemed somewhat unsure of what had just transpired, so I quickly bowed and said, "Good day," before she could regroup and protest. Automatically returning the respectful motion, she answered, "Um, okay. You, too," as I turned back towards Nya and began to stride down the sidewalk.
Nya nodded her head in Arwyn's direction, but I did not look back. A wave of relaxing happiness and relief was washing over me. The hard part was done; I had finally found her and made contact. Now to get her to the Bounty.
Nya followed me down the sidewalk for a short piece before quickening her step to walk alongside me. "Um, just who was that, Sensei?" she asked hesitantly.
I could understand her curiosity, but I was not yet ready to divulge any other information. "A dinner guest," I answered simply. "When we get back home, please let Zane know that I would like him to cook tonight even if it is not his turn. Now let's find a coffee shop for tea before we head back to the ship, shall we?" Nya thoughtfully nodded.
Sometimes it's good to just be humored.
After checking to make certain that everything was clear, I silently dropped from the attic through the suspended ceiling into the hallway of the clinic. I didn't relish dealing with the receptionist up front, and the back door was inconveniently locked, so I thought I'd take my chances with the attic vent and enter that way. Besides, ninja don't usually care to enter by the front door, anyway.
Looking around, I didn't see much action in the small building, but I could hear voices and printers on the far side. I noticed a janitorial closet and quietly opened the door and stashed my golden scythe there. Probably didn't need to carry that around in here. I had my katana, anyway. Walking down the hallway, I set out to find my quarry.
The first couple of doors were to empty offices, but the third was my jackpot. Peering through the open door, I saw the object of my quest sitting at her desk, charting. Purple scrubs, black, wavy hair, trim build. She was just as Sensei Wu had described her, except that she had her head down over her paperwork, so I couldn't see her face. I cleared my throat quietly and said, "Are you Arwyn?"
Lifting her head, chocolate-brown eyes met mine for a split-second before she shoved her chair back, leapt to her feet, and grabbed scissors from a desk drawer, brandishing the points at me in a defensive pose.
"Who the hell are you, and how did you get in here?" she cried, probably trying to sound commanding, but actually seeming a little freaked out. I guess I alarmed her.
I raised my eyebrows at the sight of the attractive young woman pointing scissors at me, the Master of Earth. What does she think she can do with those? Cut my hair?
"Wha…?" I started, then I remembered what I must look like. "Oh, sorry."
Reaching up, I removed my mask and hooded helmet, running a hand through my thick, black hair to tame it a little and get it away from my eyes. "I'm Cole." I hoped my smile was reassuring. "Sensei Wu sent me to escort you to the Bounty for supper."
And we're gonna skip the particulars about my point of entry.
She didn't respond for a moment, just stared at me with a kind of far-away look, while I stared back at rich, dark eyes, high cheekbones, soft lips…She suddenly shook her head slightly and tucked her shoulder-length hair away from the left side of her face. Replacing the dreamy look with a scowl, she asked, "What the heck are you?"
I looked down at my usual black uniform with silver and leather armor, arm and leg wraps, and tabi boots. It seemed pretty obvious to me. "A…ninja." Hadn't she heard about us around town?
Still holding the scissors threateningly, Arwyn—or I supposed she was Arwyn, she hadn't actually acknowledged that—spoke with annoyance in her voice. "Well, you're a little early for supper. I don't get off work until four-thirty. Maybe you should come back in about two hours."
O-kaay…got a little 'tude, eh?
Relaxing my stance in the doorway, I said patiently with a little grin, "No, thanks. I think I'll stay here and wait for you."
And enjoy the view.
She frowned with a doubtful look. "Why? You're going to be really bored hanging around here."
I kinda doubted that. "I'm pretty good at waiting. I'll just be doing what Sensei sent me to do."
"Which would be…?"
I leaned against the doorjamb and crossed my arms over my chest before stating confidently, "Guarding you with my life."
Seeming surprised at my response, Arwyn stammered, "W-why would he tell you to do that?"
I shrugged vaguely. "Guess he thinks you're pretty important."
"For what reason?"
"He didn't elaborate." He never does. "He just told me to get over here and bring you back safely. Which I intend to do," I added with determination.
She relaxed with the scissors, but looked me in the eye challengingly. "What if I refuse to go?"
Did she actually just say that?
I cocked an eyebrow in mock warning and tried to keep a straight face. "Umm…I have been known to use any means necessary to complete a mission."
However, I really don't want this to turn into a kidnapping.
Probably thinking I couldn't hear her, she muttered, "I'd like to see you try," as she turned to place the scissors back in the drawer. It was all I could do not to laugh at her bravado, but I just smirked, then had to cover it promptly when she turned back to face me.
"If you insist on staying, I suppose you can have a seat here in my office, but I have work to do, so don't expect to be entertained," she informed me curtly while gathering a few charts from her desk.
I settled into the proffered chair in the corner, stretching my legs out in front of me and crossing them at the ankles. "That's fine. And thanks for your hospitality," I said with a touch of sarcasm. "But, I have plenty to mull over while I wait."
Like what role Sensei has in mind for my lovely, but very guarded, would-be attacker. Surely he doesn't think she could possibly be…nah. … Or maybe he does.