Mad World {Ninjago Fanfiction}

Chapter 6

Blood.

Rain.

The only two thoughts on Lloyd's brain, the blood on the pavement and the rain from above. The rain had come out of nowhere but it wasn't an unwelcome surprise as it started to clean up the bloody mess on the street. And also the blood on Lloyd. The Master of Lightning laid on the pavement, unmoving, in his own blood. He was a horrible sight to look at to anyone normal but to Lloyd, the work he had done brought him joy. He leaned against the wall closest to him. Jay had given him a run for his money, he'd actually landed a few good hits. Lloyd's ribs were sure to be bruised maybe fractured. He was lucky he only suffered a bloody nose, something he could easily cover up.

Lloyd stood, the rush of the kill finally dying down. He had to admit Jay made this fight quite fun, it had been awhile since he killed someone who actually fought back. He pocketed his knife and picked up his fallen sword. He took one last glance at Jay. The secret of Lloyd's family died with him, he would go after Mystake since she knew too but even he wasn't stupid enough to do that. He walked over to his bike and climbed on leaving the gruesome scene behind him.

Rain soaked Lloyd's clothes as rode his motorcycle to the bar. He needed to change back into his gi but before he could do that he needed to clean the blood off himself. There was a mix of his and Jay's blood on himself. If the others saw him like this they'd know he was the one who killed Jay or he could always have said that he found Jay. But he was almost to the bar at this point. His plan was simple; return to the bounty in a few hours and act confused when he finds Jay isn't there, explain to the others he told Jay to return without him. There was no way they could suspect him, nor would he have given them any reason to. Until he believed he had waited long enough to return, Lloyd would stay at the bar.

When he arrived, he wasn't surprised to see that the bar was almost completely empty. It was the middle of the day after all, though in an hour or two the building would be swarmed by the Sons of Garmadon. Lloyd ignored those who were in the bar and quickly made his way to his private room upstairs. As he was walking he didn't see Mr. E or Ultraviolet, they were most likely at one of the other bases.

Lloyd shut the door and immediately removed his mask. The inside of it was covered with the blood from his nose. He tossed it on a nearby table. This room had been stocked up on medical supplies since he was last here. He asked for that since there were chances of injuries happening. He was heartless but he cared somewhat for those working for him. He wasn't about to let them die without his say. He pulled out what he needed; some bandages, an ice pack and a few disinfectant cloths to clean up the blood.

He sat down in a chair and took his jacket and shirt off, though it was painful to do so. Both pieces of clothing found their way to the floor, too bloody to be put on the table. Lloyd looked down at his side and saw that a bruise had already started to form. He took an ice pack and held it against his side, the cool feel immediately relieving some of the pain. He turned sideways in the chair, using he back of it to hold the ice pack in place while he began to clean up the blood. His nose was a good place to start.

Lloyd took one of the disinfectant cloths and gently started to wipe around his nose. Luckily for him, his mask had taken most of the damage. It had seemed the blood had stopped dripping from his nose. It was a little sensitive around the bridge but besides that it nose would be fine. He tossed the now dirty cloth to the side before grabbing a new one. Lloyd was going to have to clean out the inside of his mask. There was no way he would wear it with all the blood in it.

After a few moments Lloyd tossed another used cloth and set his mask down. He shifted in the chair again, hissing slightly in pain. Jay really had done a number on his ribs. He removed the ice pack and grabbed a bandage to help keep his ribs from shifting too much.