The Life of Livana Garmadon

July 5th, 2023

I have another brother. The reason why I never put him in my journal or said that he's around is because he disappeared a long time ago. Even though we were a good ten years apart, we were still close. At least, from what I could remember about him. All I could remember was a game of tag, a bright green eye under blondish brown hair, and then Mom sobbing her heart out while Uncle Wu comforted her at her side. Uncle Wu was always there for Mom. Always.

His name is Floyd Oscar Garmadon and he's been missing for 11 years from today.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I rubbed a tear away. I missed Floyd from the bottom of my heart. The last time I saw him, I was two. Freaking two. Floyd was twelve years old. Who would kidnap a twelve year old? My phone continued to buzz and I quickly picked up. It was Mom. She always checked in with Lloyd and I on the anniversary of Floyd's disappearance. She knew that we loved Floyd as much as we loved her, even though we didn't have much memories with him.

"Hi, my baby girl." Mom's voice crackled just a little bit as she moved outside, "How are you doing? How's your brother and your uncle? Are they doing okay?"

"I'm good. Everyone's doing okay, Mom. How are you? How's the Library of Domu?" I asked, lying down on my bed and holding my phone at a bird's eye view above my face. Mom brushed her gray braid off her shoulder as she swung the phone's screen towards a scroll shelf.

"Everything is beautiful here, Livvy. Look at this scroll!" Mom gently picked up a scroll and lifted it to my face, "Isn't it beautiful?" I squinted at the plain scroll and muffled a laugh.

"Uh, Mom." I smirked, "I think that if you show me what's inside the scroll, I'd get a better understanding of what you're talking about." I smiled when my mother opened the scroll and she showed me the writing. It was written in golden ink and I admit, I was pretty impressed.

"It's about your grandfather." Mom's face appeared on the screen again after she finally managed to flip the camera, "It's amazing literature. I just love how your grandfather is depicted. And your father and uncle, whoo! They are finally written like the true heroes they are."

My face fell, "Dad isn't a hero..."

Lloyd then sat down next to me, as if he was summoned on cue, "Heyyyy, Mom! How's Domu?" He took my phone from me after mouthing "sorry". I shrugged my shoulders and he smiled at my mother's face.

"It's all good. Now, Lloyd, have you been nice to your sister? Livana, have you been nice to your brother?" Mom asked and Lloyd grinned at me cheekily.

"Of course I have, Mother dearest." He socked me gently on the shoulder and I rolled my eyes at him with a smirk. "Livana and I are getting along very well. Right, sis?" He crushed me against him and I looked at Mom with my best "help me" gaze. Mom laughed.

"Alright, son. You're gonna suffocate your little sister." Lloyd let go of me and I resisted the urge to tackle him, "Now. We all know why I called on this particular day."

"Yeah, Mom." I nodded with a soft sigh, "Lloyd had this big memorial planned with Uncle Wu. We're hosting it. Tonight."

"That's good." Mom whispered, "I wish I could be there, but Domu's not going to get me home in time. Maybe put me on a Zoom call?"

"Of course, Mom. We know how much Floyd was... is to you." I looked over at Lloyd, who winced when he made eye contact with me. We avoided using past tense when talking about my oldest brother because we still hope that he's alive. And we really, really, really hope that we're right.

"Is the event public?" Mom asked and I shook my head.

"Nope. Just the Ninja, us, and Uncle Wu. Plus a few friends like Darreth, Skylar, Faith, etc." I whispered and Mom looked over at me.