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.Lloyd was free once again- running without a head, freely through the empty Ninjago streets.
He was just waiting for a moment for somebody to stop him- police probably.
And everything on Lloyd's mind was how to catch the killer.
He had the address he needed- and he knows that the killer is there. All Lloyd has to do is brake in and beat him up. Simple, right? But what will he do after that? Kill him? Arrest him?
As he was lost in his thoughts he managed to collide into someone.
Lloyd stumbles back.
"Lloyd!"
Lloyd's eyes widen.
Ninjas.
The four stood before Lloyd, they looked suprised and shocked but Lloyd couldn't read their other emotions.
A sudden light appears in his eyes- finally, they can reunite and help him avange Kai.
Before Lloyd could say anything, or greet them properly, Jay jumpes up to the front.
"Where have you been!?"
He yelled.They were probably worried sick.
Lloyd didn't have enough time to answer when Cole jumped in.
"How did you escape!?"
He yelled.Lloyd looked worried.
"Guys- let's calm down-.."
They didn't look like they wanted to talk.
"Your coming with us."
Nya demanded."What..?"
Lloyd stood still."You heard me, if your not coming willingly we will take you by force."
She repeated.Lloyd couldn't believe it.
Are they serious?
He sighed.
They started walking, Lloyd followed behind them, as they all kept their eyes on him.
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.Once they finally got to the monastery, Lloyd was surprised to see how many people were there.
He entered the main room and sat down around the table. As he did he could clearly recognise everyone.
Wu was there, his mom and the whole resistance team.
They all stared at him.
He felt uncomfortable, but went along with it.
This was his chance to get them to help him out.
He had evidence this time- he will show them the letter and once they believe him, he will make a plan for a brake in.
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"Sacrafice"
Mystery / ThrillerTo be killed was never in his plans, nor was it to let a friend die, but there he was- Kai, the master of fire, a fellow ninja, his borther- dead in his arms. Lloyd was staring at him, blankly, as his voice stopped calling for the dead boy. It was a...