Blown Away (Lloyd Garmadon x Reader)

Snake Jaguar

***Warning: From here on out there'll be scenes of kidnap torture and maybe a bit of death in this chapter and emerging ones- read at your own risk***

(y/n)'s head pounded as she opened her eyes. Her heart was in her head drowning out any thought about the predicament she was in. Her eyes fluttered open as her sight slowly became clearer. What happened? Harumi. Anger washed over her veins, and she pulled herself forward, but she found herself bound by the wrists and upright. Her immediate reaction was to summon the wind, but she found that it didn't answer to her call. "Venge stone," she snarled. She pulled on the metal the trapped her wrist to the wall. She didn't even feel them budge.

She could feel her arms begin to ache, whoever locked her in here had no care. Her feet didn't touch the ground and she could feel the metal begin to cut into her wrists. Someone was going to get badly hurt when she got out of there. She pulled her legs up so that the soles of her feet touched the wall. She tried to kick off and pull herself out but there was no such luck.

When her eyes finally came into focus, she scanned her surroundings. She knew she was underground, the air smelt dusty and old, free of any breeze and fresh air. Other than that, it was dark with a single slit on the iron door that caged her away from freedom.

With a bang that iron door swung open, her captor for before walked in. He stood in front of her. (y/n) desperately wanted to rip the person in half, if she had her power she wouldn't think twice. "Give us the mask of Fury," a robotic voice demanded.

"Go to hell!" (y/n) snapped.

"If you do not hand it over your life will be forfeit," the robotic voice warned. (y/n) scoffed. She may not have control of her power to summon the destruction of the skies, but the wind would still listen what she instructed, even if she was underground, it would have a way of knowing it's master's command.

"Good. Then you'll never get on top of the mountain," (y/n) spat, the two didn't let their gazes fall from each other. (y/n)'s cold, calculating and furious whilst her captors gaze was hidden under a mask.

"Your spirit is strong I wonder how many days without food and water it will take to loosen your tongue," the masked captor threatened and walked out of the room

(y/n) scowled, she knew not to trust Harumi, but she thought she'd give it a shot, for Lloyd. There were a few times when she thought it was jealousy getting the best of her and she didn't trust her instincts and look where it got her. For the first time in her life, she felt truly alone. She wanted to believe that Lloyd and the others were coming, she wanted to believe that they saw through Harumi's lies and were looking for her. But there was a deep pit in her stomach that reminded her that they probably didn't even know she was missing.

(y/n) felt despair wash over her. She had always come to their rescue, jumped into the line of fire to protect and aid them. The number of times she had done that was countless. She felt abandoned, she needed them. She was powerless and locked away and there was no one coming to save her. She fell limp.

For the first time in her entire life, she felt like giving up.

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Cole pulled on the bars of his prison. "Venge stone!" he sighed, her knew that no matter what he did the bars wouldn't budge.

"Careful!" a scratchy voice snapped.

"What do you think I'm doing?!" another voice snapped in reply.

The two-gang membered paid no heed to Cole as they walked by their cells as they carried a box suspended by a single pole. "So, what's in the box?" one of the thugs wondered.