Elemental Blade Ninjago Novels & Stories

We just passed the 12 weeks mark. “Rissa and Gabe will help you practice and get used to it.” I just nodded and pulled the knife from its sheath. It was beautiful in its own deadly way. I didn’t know shit about knives, but I was sure you can kill pretty easily with a blade like this. “The blade is a high density silver alloy, so don’t cut yourself,” Gabriel chimed in. “I won’t.” I gave him an offended look as I put the blade back and closed the box on it.

We stayed silent for a while as we wound down the streets of Moon City, the night life shown in the bar lights streaming through the skies. "What is the blade that he was talking about?", I asked after a while of silence. "The blade is an ancient weapon that can be used to kill young vampires", Jacob responded, his eyes focused on the road, his hands relaxed on the steering wheel. "Young vampires?", I pondered. Did he mean people like Kane? "Do you mean newly turned?", I asked. "The ones that just underwent the change?"

We took a cautious step forward. Jade's laugh was cold and sharp. In one swift motion, he drew the blade across her skin, just enough to part it. Silver blood welled instantly, bright and shimmering, and Nalani's scream ripped through the air, echoing straight into our souls through the bond. The pain hit us like a physical blow, tearing at our hearts, nearly bringing us to our knees. "Not a normal knife," he taunted, eyes gleaming with madness. "Enhanced specifically for her Lynix blood. It won't kill her, but the pain... oh, it'll burn like fire for hours."

he just stopped there and I looked at him expectantly, when he said nothing else, I sighed “Since you want me to ask, what exactly does this Sword, Quillon, do?” “It’s … a symbol of power, more or less like a family heirloom. It does have power of its own, but can only be weilded by someone chosen of the bloodline of Quillon, it grants its bearer unimaginable power, it manifests differently for every bearer, for my father, it granted him the ability to wield elements for a limited period of time, for me, it was just speed and brute strength, most times it just enhances what you already have” he paused and I thought he was done but he continued, “it’s a really scary thing, should it fall into

The man's daughter, tiptoed as he bent over for her to reach Axe, her small fingers reaching out to touch Axe's bruised arm, whispered, "It's okay, mister. Papa will take care of you." ‘I came here to find a kid to raise into an indomitable bodyguard that will be loyal to you for life, and yet you chose such a weakling and useless thing?’ Chairman Blade thought, staring down at Axe and then at the worried way his daughter glanced at him, her tiny hand holding onto hid dirty ones as tears trickled down her peachy cheeks.

Among them was Blade, the Gamma of this Pack. “You called, Luna? Is there a problem?” He asked with a bow. “This little wench is giving me some trouble, I want you to restrain her. Hold her down and make sure she doesn’t break free.” She ordered and two other guards grabbed me almost instantly, holding me down with an iron grip and all I could do was struggle uselessly.

It screamed at me, urged me to feed my power into it. Nathan raised an eyebrow up at me. "I see. That is unfortunate. I guess we'll just have to do this the messy way." He picked up a knife from the table and studied it for a moment, turning it this way and that to look at it in the candlelight. I recognized it at the Ackland's sacred item, the Blade of Shezmu. "Do what?" John asked. I could feel him reaching into the earth below us with his power. Nathan looked at us. "Why, kill you, of course." He threw knife at John.

Tigrani lifted her captives again, but Kenru intervened before they could be thrown to the ground once more. Kenru's movements resembled those of a fierce and swift gust of wind. I, too, was astounded by the brilliant gleam emanating from his sharp katana. Within moments, the katana emerged from its sheath, the blade magnified to an extraordinary size. Kenru wielded the blade in both hands, sweeping it through the air to sever Tigrani's formidable locks. The clash of Kenru's blade against Tigrani's hair produced an explosive burst of energy, resulting in severed strands and splintered trees. Kenru's swift and decisive action impressed me, capturing my attention before he turned his focus to

My skin prickled with his heat. The child inside me gave a sharp, frantic kick—a pulse of raw energy that made the overhead lights flicker and die. "The diversion was necessary," Damian said. He reached into his tactical vest. He didn't pull a weapon. He held out his hand, palm up. Resting in his glove was the sliver of polished titanium I’d been craving. My Phantom Blade. "A tool must be sharp, Elena. I told you that once." He walked to the nursing chair and sat, ignoring the twitching Harvester Shell on the floor. He placed the needle on the small wooden table between us.

“Oh, Seraphim’s blade. I’d never seen this in a long long time. Seraph Blade killed many of my people. Where did you get it, my dear?” “Not telling you anything.” He looked at Lucius. “Is this the same blade given to you by your father-in-law?” What was he talking about? I watched Ryden shift and divert his gaze away, looking hurt. “I wish, but that’s what killed her. Mine is safe somewhere.” Wait. What? He has a sword just like mine? “But this blade also shapes according to the wielder. Am I right? And it’s Katana for her. She must have been trained by a great sensei.”