Ninjago city melted away, fallen victim to the impending darkness. Plumes of dark matter swallowed the sky as their faces melted away to become gray, with emotionless purple eyes. I could see everything that was happening. Ever since, the city hasn't really caught a break.

The vision melts away into a smoking beach and a giant machine with its cannon aiming toward Ninjago. The dark island. I can still remember everything as if it happened yesterday.

His dark, grotesque face and burning purple eyes. Possessing my father into a supernatural monster. I remember being stuck in his dark purple ring, screaming in agony as the dark tendrils closed in, my friends and family powerless to help. Then he came back in the form of a virus, more powerful than ever. My father's face flashing as we were pulled away from each other, me on the Nindroid dragon and him into the ocean. I was in some sort of tube, trying to bear the excruciating pain as my powers were slowly stripped away.

And then it was Chen, who stole everyone's powers. He challenged me to a fight but already had everyone's powers against just mine. He used my powers against me and it wasn't long until I crashed into the wall, my chest on fire and struggling to recover from being hit with my own energy beam. Then, I was shackled hand and foot in vengestone and put in a cell. Again.

I wake up in cold sweat and realize that it's the middle of the night.

"Lloyd?" I hear my father's voice. "

"I'm fine," I answer. "Just another nightmare."

"You've been having those a lot lately. What exactly do you see in them?"

I crawl over to his bed. "It's always the worst memories. The most painful ones. Like when I had my powers stripped."

"Is it the same every time?"

"No, not really. They're just the worst memories." I'm secretly wondering what could be the cause, but I don't tell Garmadon. I don't think he would really have an explanation either.