Your Destruction - Kai Smith

》Two《

꧁𓊈𒆜"Chapter Two"𒆜𓊉꧂
Stealing Candy From
A Baby.

Visiting Ninjago during the day was something I disliked doing. When the sun gave you no shadows to hide in, it was hard to do troublesome things. It didn't stop me though, I enjoyed the possibility of getting caught. It gave me a thrill I didn't find often. In addition to this, it was hard for me not to be noticed in public. Although in his current physical state, my father and I held no similarities, but the evil in our veins was something we both proudly held.
I had urges, prominent urges to dissalear into thin air, turn into smoke and cause distress on the streets. It was somewhat amusing to see how people would react to the smoke from my power clogging their throat, removing their ability to breathe. People did funny things in fear.

I had never killed anyone with it, but the option was on the table whenever I wanted it.
Usually, I liked to leave people with enough trauma so that they couldn't forget about me. I liked to leave a lasting impression. I wanted them to remember my face when I ruled over Ninjago with my brother and father at my side. We'd be more powerful than the Ninja who would try to stop us.

I studied the ground below me, bracing myself for impact as I fell onto the ground, rolling effortlessly on my shoulder into a crouch when I halted.

A loud, surprised gasp came from someone in front of me, "Asher Garmadon!"

These stupid kids. A part of me did like how the students of Darkley's looked up to me, how they wanted to be like me in the future. I loved the attention I got from them. But when would they realise I would never be here for them?

"Hey kid," I shot him a glance, kneeling up from my crouch.

"W-what are you doing here?" He stammered, but before I could speak he prattled on, "Are you wanting our evil minds to help you against the Ninja? Are you going to train us to be as bad as you!?"

I gave him a blank look. Did I need to spell it out for him and the student body. I would only be here for Lloyd, and that wasn't about to change. If I wanted an army of little devils behind me, it wouldn't be a bunch of untrained children. My main reason isn't even that they'd be untrained, it would be because they were kids.

"What do you think I'm here for?" I rose an eyebrow, glancing down at him with an annoyed expression.

He grimaced immediately, his expression pleased me. Instead of waiting for an answer, I walked up the steps of the school and pushed open the grand doors. It made me realise how lucky I was to be placed into the four arms of my father instead of being swaddled up and placed on the doorstep of this place.
The receptionist quivered in fear when he saw me. He didn't ask any questions, at least the staff knew why I was here. It was the pure reaction of fear that I enjoyed seeing from people when they noticed me. Sadistic, sure. But fun? Definitely.

I paused at the classrooms as I walked through the halls, interested in what kind of things the teachers were educating the children with. Some of the kids stopped what they were doing at their lockers to stare. I hid my smug smile and continued walking. Once I had climbed the two flights of stairs and pushed open the dorm room, I walked down to the end room and opened the door.

"Oh Lloyd," I sang, leaning against his bookshelf.

A loud clattering sound broke the silence as he dropped a small toy on the floorboards. I smirked at his expression.