Karlov was the last resistance fighter wrestled off the transport.

UV let out a cackle as she stopped her bike, pelting the prisoners in a wave of sand.

"You may have caught us, but you won't catch Lloyd. The resistance NEVER quits!" Griffin snarled at her in hopes of getting some reaction.

She merely smiled and flipped her visor up.

"That may be so, but without you, he stands a much better chance of being captured. Besides... You have much, bigger things to worry about." Her harrowing gaze caused Misako to shrink in panic. "Alright, boys, get them inside.

-B-

The chains connecting them all clanked as the SOG in charge of aquanting them with their new 'home' yanked it harshly.

The prison loomed over them, a massive complex of walls and prison cells, one wall still crumbled and resting in the dirt.

"What happened there?" Shade asked, gripping the length of chain in front of him and casting his gaze at the rubble.

Misako said nothing, a pang of guilt and worry squeezing her heart.

-B-

Inside, the elemental masters and Misako we're patted down and given neon orange prison uniforms.

"Man! " Griffin groaned glancing down at himself. "This is soo not my color."

"Could be worse moter mouth. Just shut up and deal with it." Pale grumbled.

They we're re-chained and led into the massive complex, a large circular room with prison cells lining all the way up to the ceiling.

A large hole in one of walls on floor level revealed a locker room, the hole barred off by yellow tape.

Everyone stopped to stare at it before being roughly pushed on.

"How is he still alive?" Tox asked, eyeing the hole over her shoulder.

"He barely was." Misako whispered, unable to look at the damage that severely injured her son.

"Who?" Shade asked, completely oblivious.

"Lloyd fought his father here roughly a week ago. And lost badly. He was thrown through a minimum of three walls... that one included." Pale not so tactfully revealed.

"Yeah, it was on live television. Didn't you see it?" Tox asked.

Shade shook his head. "I don't have a TV. Never really wanted one."

"Show a little respect!" Karlov boomed, right in the ear of the SOG, effectively making him flinch.

Noting the womancs sudden slump of shoulders- "Are you alright , Misako?" Griffin asked, glaring over his shoulder at the two tactless masters.

Fighting to stifle a sob, Misako shook her head.

"How can I be? I watched my son nearly get killed by his own father. Right in this very room." She hoarsly whispered. The others felt guilty, but before anyone could console her-

"Silence!"

All heads snapped up as the SOG in the lead stopped abruptly. Karlov didn't get the memo and kept walking, bumping into the skinnier man and causing all the resistance members to bump into his back.

A tall goon, face painted white, an eye patch over his left with a scar peaking out, a long purple over coat, black tank top, and brown jeans approached them with purpose in his steps.

"Welcome to Kryptarium prison, you worthless scum eating bottom feeders!" There we're a few chuckles at the rather absurd nickname.

"I've been called a lot of things." Shade huffed. "But that certainly is not one of them."

The goon grew redfaced.

"I said Silence!"

There we're quite a few eyerolls, but no one actually said anything.

"You all are traitors against Lord Garmadon and his empire, and you can be certain you will regret it." He began pacing and waving his arms emphatically. "You are to be in your cell from 6 p.m to 6 a.m." He slammed his fist into his hand.

"You will work from 6:30 till noon and have twenty minutes to eat. Then you will continue your work. At 5 p.m. you will have twenty minutes to eat, and thirty minutes to shower and be back in your cells." He stopped pacing and jumped in Shade's face. "If anyone gives me trouble. You go to the pit! "

Gagging, Shade fought not to grimace at the goon's rancid breath.

"Am I understood?" The goon bellowed.

"Yeah, sure. Crystal clear your stinkyness." Shade hoarsly ground out.

"That is Stryker sir to you." The goon- or rather Stryker hissed. "Am. I. Clear? "

"Yes, Stryker sir." Misako agreed, not wanting any of her newfound allies to wind up in this pit place so soon.

It was going to be a long day.

Author's note.

So. Anyone who's already seen episode 90, probably knows this isn't the way things played out in Kryptarium prison, but I began writing this before that.I have most of the story written, but it will hopefully be just as entertaining.I don't own ninjago, only my own little hate worthy character Stryker, but that's about it.Reviews are welcome!