Your Destruction - Kai Smith

》Three《

꧁𓊈𒆜"Chapter Three"𒆜𓊉꧂
Banished to Hell.

I found returning back to the Underworld strange after spending a day with Lloyd. That kid was so spectacular to me. Our father wasn't fond that I would visit him. Although he was full of evil, he still had apparent morals and worried my influence would infect Lloyd in a way that he didn't elaborate on. This life changed the way we did everything.
Although mostly fond of my life now, I didn't used to be this twisted. I just to be as good as a kid with an evil dad could be. But when your father struggles with his identity because of a snake bite, and unwillingly starts to neglect your needs... you have to find a way to fend for yourself.

I admired the way I had changed though. Sure, being an uncensored asshole with the smallest ability to care for others wasn't the ideal way to life, but I'd made it work. Now, I was better then many others, now I had confidence only an insecure person would dream of. Now I was untouchable.
I tried not to hold the possibility of 'what if' against my father. He didn't ask for evil, he didn't ask for the great devourer to change his life, kill off his relationships and have one of his sons stuck in the overworld away from him.

But sometimes I imagined what my life would be like if I didn't live in a hut in the underworld. If my father hadn't placed an elemental power in my possession. If I lived a normal life instead. If I had gone to a normal school with my brother. It would all be different. I would be different.
And that last thought alone is why I don't usually hold much regret for this lifestyle. How could I say no to what this life brought to me? I was what everyone dreamed of. I had power, I had strength, I had rulership. There was only one thing that I would change, and that would be to have Lloyd at my side.

I could hardly ever go to Ninjago, and when I would, it would never be for long. Just enough time to see my brother. My appearance always distressed people, the Ninja would get called upon and we'd brawl. I had only ever won against them once. They were new to their title, whereas I'd known how to fight years prior to them. They went down easily. From then on, I always lost. It was alarming how quick I would always lose, but I gave myself points for constant bravery. It was four against one. I'd proven that if they weren't going to quit, then I sure as hell wouldn't unless I had no other option.

I wanted to plot something with my father, I wanted to finally take them down. They interfered too much. I wanted to own Ninjago without them in it. I wanted my father to rule as I sat proudly at his side, knowing it was my bloodline who had the crown. I wanted him to look at Lloyd and I with appreciation for our loyalty. I wanted my father to be free from this place and get what he deserved.
I wondered what would happen if I gained the Ninja's trust, only to turn their help against them. It would be strange to even be close to one, to breathe the same air and stand so close. The thought freaked me out.

I cured my Uncle Wu for banishing my father here. Though he was kind enough to spare my innocence and freedom, I assumed he regretted it upon realising I had grown to be the exact same. The last thing that man had spoken to me had been something that he had hoped would guide me away from the life of crime I lived. He told me to find something in my heart, and that would tell me to make the right choice. Yeah Wu, being filthy ambitious was what was in my heart. This was my choice.
I hated every single syllable that came out of his mouth.

I wanted to know everything about the Ninja. So far, theconly thing I knew was two of their names. Cole and Jay. Maybe I needed to dig further, establish their relationships then break them down. I needed to hit them where it hurt to really pull an affective jab. Maybe I could find Uncle Wu and tell him I wanted to change and become a Ninja. I could get all the information I wanted about them. They'd be suspicious, sure, but I was one hell of an actor when I wanted something.