Blown Away (Lloyd Garmadon x Reader)

Darkness Comes

(y/n) gasped as she looked around her battle suit was replaced with an elegant kimono, it was paradise, little streams and cottages littered the place, she scrunched her toes, and the green grass felt like silk. She noticed the colors of the other elemental Masters, she wondered where she was, wasn't the realm of the departed for everyone.

"Well, well, look who finally decided to show up," Moro taunted smugly with his arms crossed. (y/n) scowled as she lunged forward and kicked Moro in the crotch.

"That's for trying to manipulate me," she scowled. Moro was on his knees groaning in pain. She kicked his face and sent him rolling across the floor, "and that's for comparing me to you." Moro got to his feet and raised his hands up in surrender yet (y/n)'s anger began to boil as she kicked upwards, kicking Moro in the chin and sent him flying, "and that's for thinking I could be turned against my friends."

"Told you she was going to kick his ass," Aera said smugly as she, Windsor, Akash walked in.

"Help," Moro groaned as he writhed in pain across the floor. They all stepped over him and walked over to (y/n).

"Suffer in silence," Aera snapped under her breath, her manner instantly changed as she opened her arms and wrapped (y/n) in them, "aww we're so proud of you," she cooed as she squeezed (y/n).

(y/n) hugged her back. "So, what now, I'm stuck here eternally, can I meet my mum and dad? What's the go?" (y/n) asked.

Area stepped backwards, Aera looked to Windsor, "I told you it's been forgotten," she scowled at him.

"Relax Aera I only found out when I died, it's something that was forgotten before my time," Akash tried to reason.

"Honesty," Aera scoffed, "it's because of that we'll be stuck in this damnation for the rest of eternity," Aera growled.

"I clearly missed something, why are we stuck?" (y/n) asked.

"I've been wondering the same thing, I'd do anything to get rid of you," Moro scowled under his breath.

"You don't get to speak," Windsor snapped at Moro and then turned to (y/n). "We're meant to come back, a final call to battle when Ninjago is at its darkest hour, but to summon the spinjitzu Masters of Fire, Water, Earth, Lightning, Ice and Wind, takes a certain process and it's been lost and with you dead there is no way the guardians of the temple of wind will have any idea what to do," he explained.

"So, in summary, we're stuck here, unable to see you parents, children, for who knows how long," Aera snapped.

"We must have faith, Aera, I believe the writers won't leave us sit here much longer," Akash assured.

"Weren't you names Aera the graceful?" (y/n) questioned.

"Yeah! And when I see Jon again, I'm going to tear him a new one. Sure, I was graceful in battle, but I believe my personality deserved much more than graceful," she grumbled, "I had a lot of pressure on me, especially being the successor to that old fart," she scoffed gesturing to Windsor, "I was the second Master of wind, and I did a fantastic job."

"We know that Aera, it's carved on your tree," Windsor consoled, "We unlike many of the other masters have living memory in the realm of the living and our mark has been carried on for generations, our house is the strongest because of it."

Aera glared at Moro, "until her shattered it," she growled as she stormed off.

"See where you inherit your temper," Akash chuckled as she pointed to Aera.

"I like her," (y/n) grinned. "Yo! Aera wait up! What do you do for fun in the meantime?" (y/n) asked as she caught up with her. Aera grinned at (y/n).

"We're meant to be training for the battle that ends all battle, so we fight of course," Aera smirked as she summoned her staff and gi out of thin air, replacing her majestic robes. (y/n) reached her hand out and summoned her staff and her battle suit.