Ninjago: The Tribes AU

"Captured for Violence"

Lloyd slowly wakes to the scent of dampness and a faint musty smell that pervades the air. He groans as he moves his hand to rub the sleep from his eyes. His head pounded like someone was forcefully banging it with a mallet. The room he was in was dark, but he could make out that it was made of stone. The air was tight with heat, and he could already feel the sweat dripping down his face.
The darkness of the dungeon was oppressive and thick, like a heavy fog that had settled in the room. The walls were a bleak grey with what looked like scratch marks along the sides. It was like something or someone was desperately trying to escape. A single candle flickered feebly in the corner, casting eerie shadows that danced and swirled around the ancient cobwebs that hung from the ceiling. As Lloyd's eyes adjusted to the dark, he could start to make out more details. One that terrified him, was the fact that there were blood stains all over where he was being held. On the floors, ceiling, walls- everywhere. Was whatever had left those scratch marks been hurt? Where were they or it now? That was a whole lot of blood... did they die in there?! What if the same thing was gonna happen to him?!!? What terrible, awful things happened? As the fear began to rise inside Lloyd's chest, he began to get up and start walking towards the  steel bar door that held him inside. However, he quickly tripped; realizing that he was being held by chains around his ankles and wrists. The metal was unusually cold compared to everything around him, and it rubbing against his skin stung. The green ninja couldn't believe it. The Fire Tribe had captured him, and was now holding him hostage in a prison cell. Knowing what they did to their own, it terrified him as to what his fate would be. Every terrible, possible outcome flooded through his head at once and he began to tear up. Did anyone even know he was here? Was anyone coming to save him? What if the answer was no? Then what?! The boy could barely find the strength to not panic. This was terrifying.
For what felt like hours, he sat in the silent darkness alone. Then finally, he heard footsteps approaching. But the question was- was that good? Or bad? Clouse slowly stepped into view as his eyes shimmered a nasty purple.
"Aw... What's wrong little Garmadon? Not enjoying your stay?" He mocked.

Lloyd growled like an angry baby dragon as he glared daggers at the man. "Clouse."

The man raised his eyebrow like he was surprised that he knew his name. "Correct. Your father told you about me?"

"Not exactly. Now what do you want from me?"

"Oh, you know very well why you're here. Uniting the tribes to take us down- stop our attack. You're a naughty, naughty little boy you know that? Though, I suppose I can't blame you. You are your father's son. In any case, your little 'uniting the tribes' scheme won't work anymore. Now that you and your father are out of the way, the whole alliance will fall apart."

Lloyd's emerald eyes widened. "WHAT?! You're lying! Once the others find out what happened to us, they'll come to our rescue! If anything, that'll unite them even further!"

A twisted smile slowly spread across the sorcerer's face. "But young Garmadon, after I'm done with you, there will be nothing left for them to save..." With that Clouse turned and left; leaving Lloyd alone in the dark once more. Lloyd felt as if there was a rock in his throat. What was that supposed to mean?! Oh.... he was in serious trouble now.

The next morning, Lloyd was awoken by a sound of an explosion. The boy quickly jumped up and looked around; terrified. And it made it no better once he realized surroundings and remembered his situation. And before he knew what was going on, Ronin was unlocking his cell and he was being dragged out. Though still handcuffed, he fought desperately to get away from the assassin's grip. But to no avail... They walked down a long, stone corridor lined with torches on the walls. They were walking to a pair of twin doors at the end of the hallway, which to Lloyd's horror, seemed to have the same scrape and blood marks all over them as the cell. The ground they walked also seemed to be stained with a umgodly amount of blood, and several marks that looked like they were made from the claws of a large animal. Whatever had gone down here in the past must have been absolutely terrible. The green ninja's stomach turned just thinking about what might have happened. As they approached the door, he could hear the sound of a crowd chanting something. He looked up at Ronin, who had been completely silent this entire time. "Where are we going? What's happening?"