The Quiet One

CUT CHAPTER | Mr. E

So originally this chapter was two and was also in the story, but I made a ton of modifications for the backstory to be more canonically correct.

Then I found out that Harumi has no idea who Mr. E is, so here we are now. This chapter is really bad and not very well edited, so warning it'll be hecka cringy. I wrote it a year or two ago so my writing was even worse!

This chapter would take place after the SOG is formed... well you'll see. I don't actually know when this would take place with the new version of TQO.

My parents never went downstairs. When I say "downstairs", I mean the lower level of the palace. The part that was lower than the main floor. Most people don't know it exists. It's not really a basement, but more like the first level... It's too hard to explain.

Anyway, the important thing is that they never go anywhere except the north side of the palace, where bedroom chambers and throne room are. The south part of the palace, as I soon discovered, was actually an ancient temple. The palace was built off of its structure.

I went to that temple a lot. Not even Hutchins knew about it. I kept all of my notes of scheming in there. I also had plans for a Nindroid variant-- an unbeatable warrior. I had once gone to the Frozen Wastelands, dressed as a poor beggar, and retrieved Zane's original blueprints. I made a stronger, less vulnerable, and heartless Nindroid from its base.

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After my third (or was it fourth?) year at the palace, I had to dye my hair white, like Mother. So I dyed my hair, and tried to consistently wear the hard crown that framed my face.

We took a picture, on my first week as Princess Harumi. I kept it with me at all times with Kokoro's family. So I had two family pictures: Harumi and Kokoro's family photos.

Kokoro is still a part of me, but it was kind of like a memory- here, but not here at the same time. It was a fire that kept me awake at night, planning the demise of the emperor and empress and the Ninja. It was fuel to my hatred, my anger, my hunger for revenge.

Come to think of it, my life as Kokoro caused a whole bucket of trouble. That bucket of trouble was the Ninja's fault.

Again...

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After the Stone Warriors had terrorized Ninjago, I found a motorcycle gang who were against the Ninja. They were a ragged organization, with no name or leader.

But what I liked about them was that they revered Lord Garmadon. He was so powerful, but that stupid Lloyd turned him all good, so he was the opposite of who he used to be.

They followed the beliefs I did. I knew it must have been meant to be. There were about fifty people, probably more. So I introduced myself, told them who I was.

As expected, they didn't take me seriously. After all, I was what, eleven or twelve years old? There were adults in the gang. I was a preteen princess. They were obviously thinking, How do we know she's not a spy?

I dueled each that challenged my leadership. Two of the seemingly more powerful members, UltraViolet and Killow, challenged me first. I defeated them with my bare hands, without more than a scratch or bruise on me. Clearly, the other members were more like followers, and since their leaders were beaten, they submitted in defeat to me.

So I donned my title "The Quiet One" and named the organization "Sons of Garmadon". We used the image of Lord Garmadon, but his helmet horns were motorbike helmets.