Blown Away (Lloyd Garmadon x Reader)

The Weakest Link

"(y/n)!" Mystake called out into the breeze. The wind seemed as it always did, it moved with a will of its own. Mystake closed her eyes, "where are you?" she wondered. She could sense nothing upon the breeze, there was no anger or strife, it was as if the wind was simply wind. It did not seem to have its element of humanity that commanded it.

Mystake could sense something terrible had happened. It was like there was a void on the wind m, a void she had not sensed before, it was a void different to when (y/n). "Could it be?" Mystake muttered to herself. "Oh sweet child, what have you done to yourself?" It made Mystake's stomach do flips.

There had been reports of a tornado, greater than any F-5 tearing up the prison and Garmadons forces had suffered from it. Misako could tell becothere we're filled body bags piled up at the hospital and the wounded were still filling the place as she called for (y/n).

Mystake knew there was no one else capable of such death and destruction other than her but Mystake also knew that (y/n) would not have torn up the prison with Misako inside. So there was only one explanation.

(y/n) had broken them out and something had badly gone wrong, "please no," Mystake begged, she hoped that she was wrong, she hoped that whatever cruel writer of fate (y/n) had didn't do it.

Mystake hoped that (y/n)'a spirit hadn't been destroyed but the pit in her stomach said otherwise. "That poor boy, everyday something cuts deeper into his heart, this may shatter it."

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Harumi silently scolded herself for letting herself be captured, it was as if it was some sick joke for capturing (y/n). Honestly, she preferred being bound in that chair to constantly looking over her shoulder for the blood thirsty ghost.

Harumi chuckled, "oh how the tables have turned," Harumi smirked. She knew that their precious failsafe, their untouchable ghost would not be able to save them when she freed herself.

"Looks like your plan worked, we got Harumi," Dareth said.

Lloyd frowned as he glanced around the room. He expected pink leaves to be stirred at the capture of Harumi. Lloyd knew that (y/n) would be tempted to end Harumi. It was too quiet, too still, (y/n) wasn't around, the question was where she was. Lloyd had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. It was feeling he knew too well.

"What if we use her for a trade? Our friends in the Kryptarium Prison, for her," Nya suggested.

Harumi grinned wickedly. She knew what they didn't. That Kryptarium prison was a smoking pile of rubble, courtesy of a very mad ghost. In the opinion of Harumi, a trade had already been made, their friends in exchange for the imprisonment of (y/n). Even though their resources and soldier took a beating and they had to rebuild their ranks.

"How does that make you feel Lloyd?" Harumi smirked. "That your father cares for me, more than his own son," she taunted. She knew how to hit where it hurts, emotional damage can be worse than physical pain and with what she knew, she was certain she could shatter Lloyd again.

Lloyd's face remained steady as he stepped forward, "my father cares for no one, only his thirst for more power," he glowered. Lloyd turned to Dareth and Nya, "he won't free our friends, we'll hold onto her, until she's valuable to us."

"My generals have been here before. It's only a matter of time before they find me," Harumi grinned.

"I hate to admit it, she's right. I hope whatever card you have up your sleeve is an ace, because we're about to fold," Dareth cautioned as he laid a hand on Lloyd's shoulder.

The door opened with a bang, Skylor and Mystake walked through, "We found something in her belongings," Skylor said.

"I think you need to see this," Mystake added.