Hello, this is Lunetheart, and welcome to my Ninjago Movie Fanfiction, what if?
Basically, this is why I think that Lloyd is so desperate to stop his father. I mean, sure, the guy's evil, but everybody's a jerk to him. If I was him, I wouldn't care-and I might join forces with Garmadon, seeing as all of Lloyd's classmates are jerks and tell him that he's going to anyway. So why is Lloyd so set on saving these people that clearly hate him?
I'll tell you-this is what I think the truth is. What if Lloyd used to not be friends with the others? What if Kai, Zane, Cole, Jay, and Nya used to be jerks to him as well? I mean, were they really the only people that saw past him the whole time? Admittingly, that's probably why he cares so much. Because his friends are there fighting for good, too. But was he friends with them before they were ninjas together? Were they really kind to him from the start? Or were they like everyone else?
Please tell me what you think about this fanfiction-I want to hear if people like it or not. I'm going to try to keep it to three chapters, although, knowing me, I'm going to make this be closer to ten. But still. Cue the fanfiction!
I don't own Ninjago, the movie, or any characters-well, the main ones. I'm going to have a few personal characters in here since we don't know all the characters in the movie.
Enjoy!
Also, to make this story a little easier for me to write, I'm going to make it so all these characters are actually human instead of lego figures.
Twelve-year-old Lloyd cried into his knees. He was hiding in a corner, not caring that the rain was pouring down. His mom was at work, and he didn't want to be at home alone, but at the same time, the kids were all mean to him.
I don't want to be in this world anymore. Why are they so mean to me? What did I ever do to them? Nothing, that's what. But that doesn't matter. Because they hate me. They always have, they always will. Why am I even alive? I wish that someone could just end my life. At least, in heaven, I wouldn't have to deal with all these bullies.
"Hey, are you ok?"
Lloyd looked up to see a girl holding out her umbrella out to him, blocking him from the rain, but she was getting soaked.
"Who're you?" Lloyd asked, sniffing and wiping away a few tears.
The girl smiled. "My name is Husna. What's your name?"
"I'm Lloyd," Lloyd said. "Lloyd Garmadon."
Husna's eyes grew wide. "Wait, Garmadon? As in that guy that attacks every so often?" (A/N: Right now, Garmadon is not as powerful as he was in the movie-the army can take him down, and nobody knows that he's trying to take over the city-why does he want to take over the city, anyway? Anyway.)
"Yeah," Lloyd said. "He's my dad."
"Cool," Husna said, sitting next to Lloyd, surprising him.
"What?" Lloyd asked.
"Your dad's famous-or should I say infamous?" Husna giggled. "My dad's not well known at all."
"You don't think that I'm going to be evil?" Lloyd asked.
"Should I?" Husna asked, leaning against the wall. "I mean, if you were on his side, I doubt that you'd be here right now, crying in the rain away from his volcanic lair. And just because he's your dad doesn't mean that you're like him. I mean, my dad is a scientist, and I absolutely despise science experiments. It sucks when he likes to get me experimental stuff, too. Like when he made me make a baking soda volcano? And the time that he made me take thirteen after school science classes. He knows that I don't like it, either."
"Really?" Lloyd asked, looking her up and down. She was wearing jean-like overalls, and a blue t-shirt under those. Her white socks reached her knees, and her shoes were multi-colored-at least, they seemed like they were originally. Because she was covered from head-to-toe in paint splatters. In her blond hair-which was in pigtails-on her shirt and overalls, on her pink backpack, her skin, her socks-and her shoes. Even her umbrella was covered in paint splatters.
Husna seemed to notice him staring at her paint splatters, because she shrugged. "I like to paint. I started to ditch the science classes a little while back, and I secretly enrolled in art classes. I love painting-and any art in general. But my dad hates it-he wants me to follow in his footsteps and become a scientist, but I'm good as I am, honestly. What do you want to be?"
"Huh?" Lloyd asked.
"When you grow up," Husna said. "I mean, when you've graduated high school and college and all that. What are you going to do?"
"Why do you want to know?" Lloyd asked, raising an eyebrow. "In fact, why did you come and sit by me?"
"Simple," Husna said. "You looked lonely. So, what do you want to be when you grow up?"
Lloyd thought for a few seconds. "I want...I don't really know."
"Really?" Husna asked. "That means that you can explore different things you want to be!"
Lloyd blinked at her as she stood up and held her hand out to him.
"Let's go to the library!" Husna said, a big smile on her face as she still held her umbrella out to him-not even caring about the downpour. "We can look at different books!"
Lloyd blinked at her, then, deciding that he didn't really have anything else to do, stood up, and the two walked to the library.
At the library…
Lloyd and Husna set their backpacks-as well as Husna's umbrella-down at a table, then walked over to the kid's section.
Husna picked up a book and showed it to Lloyd. "Have you ever read this book?"
Lloyd looked at the book-it was called Ninja Quest-then smiled. "Of course! It's my favorite book!"
"Really?!" Husna asked happily.
Lloyd nodded. "Of course! Have you?"
"It's one of my favorites!" Husna said with a smile. "I mean, who doesn't love a book about a ninja saving a city?"
"It reminds me of the imagination ninja," Lloyd said. (A/N: Since this is an AU already, and it's before the Secret Ninja Force, I decided that there had to at least be someone fighting before them, so why not an imagination ninja?)
Husna grinned. "You really think so?"
Lloyd nodded, taking the book and looking at it. "I think that it might actually be based off her, seeing as the purple ninja in this book saved a city from the forces of evil."
Husna nodded. "Maybe it is. I never thought about it like that."
Lloyd mentally gave himself a high-five-Husna seemed to think of just about everything, so him thinking of something before she did was kinda like an achievement-and he hadn't even known her that long!
"Oh, look, it's loser Lloyd," someone suddenly snickered as they walked past the isle. Inwardly, Lloyd groaned-it was Kai, one of the more popular kids in the school(A/N: It's before everything, so why not?) He was always a jerk to Lloyd-well, everyone was, though.
Husna looked at Kai, then smiled. "And it's Snobish Scott, I see."
Kai glared at her. "My name isn't Scott, you freak."
"And my name isn't Failure Faith," Husna said.
Kai rolled his eyes, then walked away. Lloyd and Husna turned to each other.
"So he's a jerk to you, too," Lloyd whispered.
Husna nodded. "He's in one of my painting classes."
"Really?" Lloyd asked, looking in the direction that Kai had gone-not that he could see him through the bookshelves. "He doesn't seem the type to take painting classes."
Husna grinned. "I know, right? His paintings are surprisingly good, but he told all of us that we aren't allowed to tell anyone outside of the classes that he's there, too. I asked him why, and he asked my name. I told him that it was Husna, and he told me that he was going to call me Failure Faith, because a girl with overalls couldn't possibly be that good at painting. I told him that if he was going to call me that, then I was going to call him Snobbish Scott." She shrugged. "If I say stuff back, he'll get sick of it eventually and he'll stop calling me Failure Faith."
"People usually say the opposite, you know," Lloyd said.
"Ignore them?" Husna asked. Lloyd nodded. "Well, I don't go by that. Make them feel how you feel, and they'll realize that they don't want to feel that way, and they'll stop-especially if you say that you'll stop when they stop."
"Huh," Lloyd said. "I wonder if I should try that sometime…"
Husna shrugged. "My mom used to tell me to be kind to people, and if they get no fun out of calling you names, they'll just leave you be."
"Really?" Lloyd asked.
Husna nodded. "It was kinda her motto for the longest time. Now, how about we go read this together? Every other chapter reading out loud?"
"Sure," Lloyd said with a smile. With that, the two walked back over to their table.
And that's it for this chapter! What do you think so far? Please review and tell me what you think!
I'm going to be updating this every so often, but I'm also working on other fanfictions, so I don't know how regular I'm going to update these fanfictions, but keep a look out!
Lunetheart out.