I dug this up from the depths of my fanfic folder.

What If: What if Skales had succeeded in kidnapping Lloyd in episode 14?

Warnings: Potential hostility towards a captive, possible cussing, and violence.

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Chapter One

Lloyd's POV

I squinted at the screen. 'What was that in the corner?' I thought, leaning forward. Fear ran through me like ice when I realized it was Skales. Why was he moving downwards? I looked at the window; he was on one of those window washers' platforms, stopping when he was level with the apartment's floor.

"Hello little boy." He hissed. I didn't know where to go, or what to do, my uncle and Nya were supposed to be back soon, but by then, I'd probably be long gone! I barely knew how to fight; the others had been too busy to train me. Skales knocked on the window again, waving at me. I jumped off of the couch, running towards the door. As I typed in the security code, I heard the words I didn't want to hear.

"Door is locked." I pulled harder on the door, trying to force it open. This was so not the time for this.

"I know! I want it open!" I yelled, pulling again against the security locked door. There was a soft scraping sound, turning around, I saw Skales cutting a large circle in the glass window, shoving it inwards with his staff, it hit the floor, shattering. What do you want with me?" I shouted, trying to sound brave.

Skales slithered towards me. "You ssseem to be the only thing your father caresss about, but with you as my hosstage, he'll have no other choice but to let me lead the Sserpentine!" He was only a few feet away now, and I placed one foot on the door frame, gripping the handle with both hands, I pulled, there was a loud, screechy, metallic sound, and the door swung open, my balance was off when it opened though, and I fell backwards, into Skales' ready arms. "Gotcha!"I lifted one leg up, bending my knee; I brought it down on the end of his tail which had curled in front of him. He hissed in pain, flinging me across the room, into the training room. Landing flat on my back, I couldn't breathe. "Let'ss train…"

I swallowed nervously, and forced myself up. 'If he thinks he's gonna take me, I'm not going down without a fight!' Even if I didn't win, it might give uncle and Nya enough time to get here.

Later

Running my tongue over the gap where my front tooth had been, I sighed. 'That didn't go quite as well as I thought...' My feet stumbled over another rock that was hidden under the sand. 'Maybe then I wouldn't be so hurt...' Sand continued lashing at my skin as we walked, Skales giving the rope a tug every few minutes, the cord digging into my neck, making me stumble even more. Hands tied behind my back, it took every ounce of my concentration to prevent myself from falling.

Another blow came in contact with my head, the world spun around me. "Give up yet sssilly boy?" Skales jeered, towering over me. I shook my head, trying to clear my vision. He took it as a sign that I wasn't giving up, and he grabbed my sweat soaked hair with one hand, the other opening the door to the bathroom. Shoving me in, he closed the door, and left me alone, quickly returning with a white pillowcase. He shoved the pillowcase over my head and forced me to kneel, bending my back over the edge of the tub. A single drop of water landed on my face, letting me know what was going to happen as he turned on the water, I took a deep breath and began to hold it as cold water soaked through the pillowcase. My arms and legs flailed, using up the oxygen I needed. I couldn't help it. It was practically an instinct to fight back against it. The water suddenly stopped, and the pillowcase was ripped off of my head, cold water dripping down my face.

"Have you cooled off?" Skales asked, laughing. I glared at the ground, and he wrung the pillowcase out over my head, more of the freezing water trickled down my skin. I shivered violently from the cold. "I'll take that assss a yesss." He hissed, tying my arms behind my back. He turned around to grab some more rope, and I ran, darting out the door, trying to find something that could untie the knotted material.

A hand caught a fistful of my hair, yanking it backwards, my head snapped back, letting me look at Skales. A furious look was set in his eyes. Without releasing his grip on my hair, I was dragged back to the bathroom, and tossed against the hard tiles on the wall. Going limp, I took shallow breaths, biting my lip to hide the pain from impact..

The sun had set a long time ago, way before we got to Ouroborus. I wanted nothing more than to collapse where I stood, and fall asleep. In the back of my head though, I knew what I had to do. I had to stay awake, just long enough to see what my chances of escaping from here would be.

It was as if the could tell what was going on in my mind. Skales threw the rope to a few of the lower ranked Venomari, who caught it. As they led me towards one of the buildings, I dug my heels into the sand.

Most ineffective thing to do. Ever. The sand parted like butter, before they jerked the rope hard. I landed face first in the sand. Gritty particles covering my face, and going up my nose. They stopped long enough to open the door. It gave me enough time to push myself into a sitting position. Getting up, I hung my head, blonde bangs obscuring my sight.

'I can't believe it! This is the second time they've been able to capture me!' In my head, I let out a loud groan. 'If the others hadn't been so busy all the time, they could have at least taught me something to do that would help me fight back!'

Of course, I didn't know what to do, and they led me to the back wall, replacing the rope with a chain, attached to a sturdy looking ring on the wall. Beneath me, the stone felt ice cold.

They left, and as soon as the door closed, it was pitch black. I couldn't see anything. Drawing my knees up towards my chest, I felt hot tears welling up, burning me with shame. "S-stop it." My voice sounded pathetic. Sniffling a little, I rubbed my nose against the shoulder of my gi. "Y-you're the green ninja. I'm, I'm not afraid of anything..."

Leaning my head against my knees, I closed my eyes, the tears streaked down my cheeks. Sleepily, I murmurred to myself. "'m not 'fraid..."

Awww, so yeah. Sad little Lloyd in a totally dark room without any windows, being held hostage.

I swear, I'll go put effort into banging out a chapter for Bring Him Home. Will that make you people happy? Who knows, maybe if I get that done, I'll work on chapter 5 of ROTM.

And StrawberryBunny, if you're reading this, I know that I should be working on With Great Power Come Great...Lust?