Enter The Ninjaverse

CHAPTER 92

"So... after all this time, you've found your way back here," Garmadon gave a toothy grin, "I guess you could almost call this... inevitable."

"Let's not drag this out," Over frowned, "We don't have time to dawdle."

The Destiny's Bounty, in all her brick-built glory, floated lazily atop the realistic waters of Ninjago City. In the distance, the Volcano shone, spewing out a trickle of lava that several men worked to patch up with plates before it could hit the water. The ship had sailed around the coastline, meaning that only the tallest of the skyscrapers of the city peaked up from behind the tall lush and grassy mountains.

Lined up in front of the Garmadon atop the Bounty, almost as though they were generals out for inspection, each of the universal travelers watched Lulloyd's father as he paced back and forth. He held his massive warlord staff behind him, spinning it around in his hands as he did. The sight of him bending forward to seemingly a right angle just to emulate bending over as he walked brought a strange sense of vertigo to all but Lulloyd, who currently put his hand on his face and sighed.

"We need, help, dad," Lulloyd looked to the side, "We really need your help."

"Bought time too!" Garmadon snapped upright, "What, you think that I haven't noticed you guys? You got the firepower but you can't break through a siege if you were given an entire army to do it with!"

"Do you intend to imply that we have been inefficient in our methods?" Over stepped forward.

"I don't know, do you fight as well as you hear, copycat?" Garmadon spun on a stud to face him.

"N-Not right now!" Lulloyd quickly leapt between them, "P-Please, not right now?"

Garmadon gave a long snort, the smoke that came from his painted on nostrils looking more like steam that came right from the volcano rather than from a breathing man. Then again, as Lloyd looked this Garmadon over, he looked more and more silly with each passing moment. Then again, knowing he had an entire army at his command along with that seemingly gargantuan warlord staff he so casually spun about, Lloyd didn't intend to mess with him.

"He's totally ripping off my look, Lulloyd," Garmadon growled, "We've found a faker!"

"Faker? I think you're the fake around here. You're comparing yourself to me?" Over laughed, "You're not even good enough to be my fake-"

"I'll make you eat those words!" Garmadon shouted, brandishing his staff and flying right at Over head on.

"Shadow Control!" Over hissed out. Garmadon's staff was caught against a blade of shadow from under his foot.

"You're fast... must be using that power of yours to match me!" Garmadon laughed, forcing his strength against the shadowy tendril.

With a hard slash of his blade, Lulloyd shot forward, spinning his body around and knocking both his father and Over apart. He landed right there between them, panting slightly as he did. He looked first to Over, then stared down his father.

"Don't... don't!" Lulloyd grimaced, "Especially not that! Just, don't, don't say that ever again and don't keep picking at each other!"

Over and Garmadon stared each other down for a long while, taking in the sight of each other. Over let the shadows around him swirl and pulse, while Garmadon held his staff behind him ready to fling forward and attack at any moment.

"Let's get something straight, then," Garmadon stuck one hand forward, "If you want my help, then you're gonna get it. And don't you worry, I have all the irons in the volcano. All of them. And if I'm gonna pull them out, then we're gonna go make ourselves a plan that's gonna make those guys' heads spin right off their bodies! You hear me?!"