Mad World {Ninjago Fanfiction}

Chapter Two

Loud music blasted at the Karaoke Bar the Sons of Garmadon had chosen as their temporary hangout. It wasn't their base but it was somewhere to meet up when doing business in the city. Lloyd had told them they would lay low for a few days after stealing the first mask. Sure they were still allowed to go throughout the city but they weren't allowed to do anything illegal. In order to keep them happy, Lloyd had a party every night at the bar. He didn't care for the parties himself and actually stayed away for the most part.

Tonight however he decided he needed to let loose. The ninja would return tomorrow and that meant the plan would fall in to motion, he could not allow for any distractions. Lloyd was really only here for the alcohol, and this bar was the one place he knew he'd be allowed to get drunk without being carded. He had yet to meet the owner of the bar but apparently he was already scared of Lloyd. Ultraviolet had claimed the owner was a coward and a scaredy cat. But anyone would act like that if they were around her. It was no wonder they'd been allowed to stay after hearing that. Lloyd strolled inside heading straight for the bar. The Sons of Garmadon moved out of his way just like before. When he reached the bar, the bartender was crouched down, clearly not aware of his presence. Lloyd cleared his throat and the bartender stood up. Or more like jumped in fear. Lloyd had to hide his shock when he saw who the owner was, it was Dareth.

"Quiet One…" Dareth whispered. Lloyd was shocked that Dareth knew he was the Quiet One. He must've seen him around before. "What can...What can I get for you?" He asked, nervously. Lloyd touched the side of his mask to make sure the voice scrambler was active. Dareth would definitely recognize his voice and that would spell trouble for him.

"Anything." He mumbled and Dareth quickly put a shot glass on the counter, clearly scared. A moment later he pushed the glass towards Lloyd.

"Here you go." Dareth said. Lloyd took the glass.

"A beer as well." Lloyd demanded. Not even a second later there was a beer in his hand. He made his way upstairs and made sure he was out of view before removing his mask. He took the shot and placed the glass down on the table next to him. It wasn't Lloyd's first time drinking, despite only being seventeen. Most didn't know his age and those who did, well they didn't dare tell him no. Drinking allowed him to relax, though he never allowed himself to drink so much that he got drunk. Lloyd didn't know what he would do while he was drunk and he rather not find out.

He kept an eye on the crowd below. He knew very well that each person here had a reason for wanting to help him bring back his father. The reasons escaped him but in a way he was thankful for them, though he'd never say it to them. Without the Sons of Garmadon, he wouldn't be here today, in more ways than one. He took a sip of his beer before he leaned on the railing. As he did someone caught his eye. A girl walked in, wearing a mask, like most of those here, whether they were painted, tattooed or ones you put on. Lloyd knew everyone here for the most part and he had never seen this girl, mask or not. He slipped his own back on and walked down the stairs, never once taking his eyes off of her. She didn't seem lost, but she definitely didn't seem like she belonged here. Lloyd found her over at the bar, just sitting when he reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Well this just isn't right." He said as he sat down next to her. She jumped a little, not having noticed him. "You can't just show up to a Sons of Garmadon party and not dance or drink."

"I planned on dancing, I just wanted to get a feel for the atmosphere." She admitted to him. "I don't think I'll drink though." A song came on that Lloyd found to be upbeat enough to dance to. He stood up, placing his beer down and held his hand out to the girl.

"Join me?" He asked. To his surprise, the girl actually took his hand, so he led her into the middle of the crowd. As he did everyone moved out of his way.