Intel

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I sighed looking down at the blade of The Golden Sword. The dreams, or really flashes of memory on Nya, were becoming common in my dreams. Nya’s age alternating between that of a little bab, to a teen of about 16 years? And everything in between. There was laughter, smiles, screams, cries, and one of horror. I hated the one of horror, for it was also border line begging.

Putting down the sword on my bed; I clasped my hands seeing them tremble. Trying to calm myself. I mentally called up the schedule. It had been a week since the competition not a single sign of Serpentine or Lloyd. Jay had a date tonight with some girl he met in town, Cole was with his father trying to patch up his relationship more. So it would only be me and Zane on the Bounty tonight.

I left my room picking my sword back up as I left. Taking up the black cloak and the sword belt. Putting on the clak and the belt. I overed the golden hilt with worn leather. Stopping in the study I found Zane.

“I’m heading out,” I spoke getting Zane’s attention.

“May I ask were?” Zane questioned looking up from his upgrades to his pet.

“Ninjago city.” I answered him. He nodded.

“Stay safe Kaia,” He bid his goodbye as I turned. Let’s see if the underbelly of Ninjago had any intel for me.

Walking into a bar was much easier then I had originally thought. Sitting down, my hood pulled low and my sword appearing normal did wonders in blending in.

“What can I do you for?” the bartender questioned moving close. I pointed to a familiar looking bottle behind him.

“he,” he chuckled backing off after depositing the cup and bottle before me. I sat drinking, tapping into the swords power to keep the alcohol from really entering my system.

“well now, what a stranger like you doin round ere eh?” one man asked. He was shiny in his own grease his hair matted.

“I'm looking for someone.” I answered watching him.

“For the right price, I can tell you anything.” he grinned.

“I'm looking for a Garmadon.” I answered watching him.

“now that will cost you a pretty penny, sweetheart.” he grinned.

“sit, let us…. Negotiate this price.” I drawled out gesturing to the seat. He sat and just as he reached out to touch me I slammed a knife down. Catching the fabric of his shirt against the counter. People didn't even notice us. He froze in those few moments and it was enough to put in another knife to keep him pinned.

“Tell me what you know.” I growled. “or tonight you will feel pain.” I snarled the last part into his ear. He was trembling. No doubt used to being played high dollar for his intel. He shook his head no. Denying me. Time to show him I was serious. I slammed down my final Kuni into the flesh of his hand careful to avoid bone.

He screamed in pain trying to pull away only making worse. Other patrons froze looking at us but looked away soon after not wanting to interfere.

“Tell me what I want to know, or I will show you even more pain.” I hissed.

“It's been said that the war Lord was spotted with his younger brother a few days ago at the outskirts of Ninjago. Appeared in some blue portal.” he whimpered.

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