{Location: Morro's room} (Morro's POV) [When Morro was 20}

"So," Maya bumps me, "Ya nervous?"

"Please." I'd chuckle if I wasn't so focused. Sensei said that the golden weapons will react when the green ninja is found. But that doesn't mean I won't get some kind of test. I comb my hair, trying to get down every fly away, "I've trained 13 years for this moment. I'm more than ready."

"I mean, nervous that you're not the one."

"You lost me."

"Until the golden weapons say so, you might not be the green ninja." Maya gets up, opening the door for Liuxe, "I just don't want you to be banking all in this."

"I think that Sensei is far smarter then shiny weapons," I smooth down my robes, nothing but the best for this day. "I think he's right."

Liuxe shrugs, "You only think Sensei Wu is correct because he believes you to be the green ninja. If we are to believe that only destiny knows who the green ninja is, it is improbable that you are-"

"Liuxe," I don't care. I always get lost in his series of becuses and therefore, "Is there any way you can compress that thought."

"Mabey you are, mabey you aren't the chosen one. Only these weapons will tell." He faintly smiles.

Maya folds her arms, "Look, I've known you since forever. I get how you can get so...hung up on the idea of being an all-powerful hero. But that may not be the case. And even if you aren't the green ninja-"

"Witch I am." Why are they like this? Sensei believes I am. Sensei know everything. I trust Sensei. What's wrong with any of that?

"You are still a powerful elemental. You can still be A hero without being THE hero."

I fold my arms. "Why are you saying this? Did Sensei say something? Or the historian that's coming today mention something?"

"No, no," Liuxe shakes his hands as it's time. He opens the door for us, "We just want to make you aware of the possibility."

"Well, thanks but," I fold my hands just so, moving to where we keep the golden weapons with Maya and Liuxe behind me, "I just know I am. A feeling."

"And you're basing this on?"

I smirk as the red gates swing open, "Destiny."

A woman walks in, spilling out dozens of papers.

I head over, kneeling over to help her, "You ok?"

"Yes." She rubs her eyes. She might be older than me, she has one of those faces that makes it hard to tell. Green eyes, brown hair, tan arcological style clothes.

"Who are you?" I collect her paper's, straighten them out as I hand them back.

She tucks the papers into her satchel, "Misako. Wu called me up here to validate a possible green ninja candidate."

"How about that," I offer to help her up, "I'm the green ninja."

"Candidate." She accepts, "We don't know yet."

Why is that everyone's theme of today? Being a naysayer.

I'm too excited to roll my eyes, "The sooner you validate me the sooner we'll know."

"Fair point. Witch way is Wu, I need a quick word with him."

"Setting up in the back. Do you need to know which one?"

"No thanks. I can figure it out." She heads off, opening a screen door.

It's going to be ok.

I make small paces back and forth as I wait.

Liuxe and Maya wave as they've got work to do. And I think Maya has some date with Ray or something. Like that'll lead to anything. If by some miracle they get married without killing each other is the day that I can write without a and quill.

I glace at the sun, it seems frozen.

Easy, morro. They're just making everything as perfect as can be.

Or...

Something's wrong.

Like they've found one tiny detail that takes everything I've worked for away.

I could always stand close to the door and 'happen' to hear whatever they're talking about. No. I just have to trust them and trust myself.

I am the green ninja.

I mean if not me then who the heck else could be the chosen one?

Deep breath in, deep breath out. 

What. Is. Taking. So. LOOOOOOONG?

Each second feels like an eternity, slowly grinding away at my patience.

Come on, how long can this possibly take?

The door slides open, Misako now missing her bag smirks, "You do seem very likely," I can't help my smile and hold my head up higher. Misako frows, holding her arm, "I admit. But we don't know everything."

"That's not denying my whatever my changes are." Everything everything. I know I'm the green ninja. It's my destiny, my right my life to be that hero.

She shrugs, stepping to the side, "We shall see. Go on in."

Wind flickers my lose hair, I really should have tied it up of something. Too late now. I try to let calmness control me but it's hard to push away my excitement.

Years of blood, sweat, and tears have to lead me to this.

I step up, walk in to face a bamboo door.
What if I'm not the one?

No. That's the nerves.

I am the chosen one.

I am.

I am.

I am.

I smirk while pushing open the sliding doors, Sensei stands towards the back, holding the gi with the four golden weapons of spinjutzu around us. I bow, quickly walking in.

Something should be happening.

Do I need to say something?

Does Sensei?

Just let the prophecy do its thing.

Mabey I'M not supposed to look. I close my eyes.

Literally, anything will do as a sign. Some kind of tingle in my blood. Vibration on my skin. The first spinjitzu master returning and speaking it over me.

Ok, mabey that last one is a little out there.

But anything is better than this...unsettling silence.

I peek nothing. The golden weapons stay there. Motionless.

No.

No.

No.

This can't be happing. I am the chosen one.

I have to be.

I need to understand this. I look up as Sensei, seeing whatever proudness on his face vanishes. I hold my hands, "I'll train more. Learn more lessons."

"I'm sorry." Sensei turns away, taking my green uniform out of my right, "Dyestony has spoken."

No. No.

NO!

I step back, did he lie to me? No. He Sensei. He believed in me and I believed in him.

COME ON YOU STUPID WEAPONS! REACT!

My fists ball, I have to be the chosen one. I grip the closet thing, the door, "Then I refuse the listen," RIP! CRASH! The light door smashes into the wall breaking into a million pieces, "I AM the green ninja!"

He didn't lie.

He didn't lie.

He just believed in my destiny less then I did, "You made me believe!"

I storm off before he can say a word.

No.

No.

The weapons are wrong!

I'm more than strong enough to be the green ninja.

All I needed was one teeny, tiny sigh.

But no.

I slam my door shut. The air inside spiraling around, wracking my room.

I don't care. I'll clean it later.

I just. "AHHUG!" I sprint outside, find the nearest punching bag and palm it clean off the hinges. It sours, crashing next to Misako.

She's got a look on her face. I'm not sure what to call it. SOmething between shock and what the heck?

"WHAT!" I snap, quickly retreating back into my room.

Ok, throwing a tantrum won't change what the golden weapons did or didn't do. Think. There's got to be another way. Where there's a will there's a way. And I have more than enough will to find my own way.

I pull off my tunic. Tossing it onto the floor as I change into my black training uniform.

Think.

There HAS to be another way to prove my destiny.

Well, I think better with music.

I grab my gramophone, flipping through my record disks. Here, a little loud and edgy but it matches my mood.

Knock, knock.

I jump on my bed, trying to not look totally ticked off.

Sensei slowly opens the door, "Morro."

I don't want to talk.

I want to think.

Think of a way.

Sensei comes in, he sits on the foot of my bed as I refuse to look him in the eye. He laces his fingers together, "What's wrong?"

What else could be wrong?
I'M NOT THE GREEN NINJA!

No, no, no. I am. I am.

I HAVE to be.

Sensei can't quite seem to look me in the eye, "I was being polite but I think I know. You do not believe the weapons my father created. You still hold on that you're the green ninja. But I'm sorry. That's not the truth."

HOW CAN IT NOT BE!
YOU TAUGHT IT TO ME!

I fold my arms, chewing my lower lip while tuning him out.

He sighs, "The prophecy's words are very clear, the golden weapons will reveal the chosen one. No reaction, you're not the green ninja."

Not true. I am. I know it.

I'm right.

"It should have been clearer to me. We're in a time of peace. Ninjago is on good terms with the serpentine, no sigh of the Overlord and it will be decades before my brother's corruption is finished." He reaches out slowly, trying to cradle me like when I was little, "We have no need for an ultimate hero."

Now at least. But who knows in 10 months from now. Or 10 weeks. Or 10 days. There's no way of knowing the future.

"Morro," Sensei stares at the side of my head. I don't want to look at him unless he takes it back, "Is there anything you'd like to say?"

"Leave," Don't be rude. It's Sensei. "Please."

He raises an eyebrow. Nodding to where Misako stands.

I huff, bits of my frustration leaking out, "I promise to apologize to Miss Misako later. I just need to cool off." And figure something out.

"You will apologize now."

No. I lean over to my gramophone, cracking the handle as heavy bass and loud voices cry out.

"Did you hear me? Apologize now."

I turn up the music, leaning closer as I pull away from him, "WHAT? TELL ME LATER!"

He sighs, muttering fine before leaving.

That was pointless. Except for one thing. I can't believe I didn't see it before.

The only reason the golden weapons didn't active is because they don't know what destiny knows. If I am the green ninja, therefore, nothing should hurt me until my destiny is fulfilled.

I get up, looking for a map hiding in my socks.

I have to look for danger.

Only how much danger should I get in?