iluvninjagogirl:Yeah, he could be considered alright. He's beat up, but not dead.
Lloyd looked awful. Both of his eyes were black, his suit was torn, his arm hung at a funny angle, and he had several cuts and bruises.
"Lloyd! Are you okay? What happened?" cried Misako.
"I twisted my ankle," he said as he threw himself into a chair.
Everyone looked incredulously at him.
"Oh," he said when he noticed everyone staring,"and I lost against the serpentine."
"You and everyone else," said Willow.
Lloyd looked at her,"Who're you?"
"Willow."
"What did you mean when you said that everyone else lost against the Serpentine?" he asked.
"I meant that the Serpentine whipped ninja butt."
"How?"
"I don't know. Do you think that I was there?"
"Well, yeah. I assumed that you were, seeing as you're here and everything."
Willow opened her mouth to continue the argument by saying that he shouldn't be so quick to judge, but she was cut off before the words even left her mouth.
"Lloyd, how about we go and get you fixed up before dinner," Misako said, worried about his physical condition.
She was obviously worried about his mental condition as well, being his mother and all, but that wasn't exactly the highest priority at the moment. As she helped Lloyd out of the room she turned around as if remembering something.
"Zane could you prepare dinner tonight?" she asked.
Without waiting for an answer she left. Zane,too, left shortly after. Looking around, Willow realized that it was now only her and the two old men, Nya and Jay had snuck out without anyone noticing. Willow didn't feel very comfortable and wished that she had an excuse to leave and possibly get some fresh air. At the same time she wanted information.
"I hear you guys have been around for a long time," she said, not wanting to jump right into questions.
"A lot longer than others," replied Sensei.
"So I'm guessing that you know a lot," said Willow.
"We know enough that we're still alive. What do you want to know?" Garmadon said.
"I want to know whether you two know anything about me. Why I am so special?" Willow was unable to beat around the bush anymore.
She watched for any signs that they knew anything. After a long silence she decided that they didn't. It was a long shot, after all. The last person that she suspected knew anything left when she was only five. He was a great father, but he didn't stick around, just like her birth parents. Ever since then, she was in the care of her orphan director's sister. She was a kind lady, but wasn't around much now that Willow was older. Lucky for her, the villagers were very kind. They visited often and she almost always had a guest in the guest bedroom. They probably wondered where she was.
Lost in thought, as she was, Willow almost didn't hear the call for dinner. She followed Garmadon and Sensei Wu, since she didn't know how to get anywhere. The meal that night was delicious. Mostly she usually would have soup or something else easy to make. She didn't have a lot of time in the evenings. Zane had made spaghetti and meatballs. For dessert there was a rich, chocolate cake. With a full stomach, Willow sat back and listened to conversation. It was a light one to help get everyone's minds off of the empty seats.
At the end of the meal Nya got up to show Willow where she would sleep. First they went back to the bridge where Willow had left her bags, then they went to an empty bedroom. There was only one bed, where Willow lay down and fell asleep as soon as the door was opened.
Pythor leaned farther over his map and scribbled something. He, literally, was scribbling on the map. There was no point to it, it just helped Pythor think and it made it seem like he was doing something when he wasn't. As the sun sank below the horizen, Pythor's eyes began to droop. He began to dream of taking over the world. All at once the solution to his problem presented itself. It was so simple, why did he not think of it before. The purple snake jumped up and made a triumphant noise. Now that he had a plan, no one would be able to stop him.
The next morning Willow woke up early. She quickly unpacked her things and tried to retrace her steps from the night before and return to the dining room. When she got there the room was empty. One glance at the clock told her why, it was six in the morning. Knowing that it would probably be a while before anyone was up, Willow went to the deck for some fresh air. It was a crisp, cool night before it had rained and the air still tasted damp. Willow took a deep breath, she loved this kind of morning. Thinking about it, she thought that maybe she could do something useful while she was up. An idea occured as her stomach rumbled.
When Jay entered the dining room, he found everyone sitting around chowing down on pancakes. He took a seat and joined in.
"Wow Zane, these are delicious," he said through a mouth of pancake.
"But I did not make these," Zane had assumed that it was Misako who had made breakfast.
"I did," said Willow from the other end of the table.
Jay tried to respond, but his mouth was now so full that no one could understand what he was saying. He tried to swallow his large glob of food and Nya had to perform the Heimlich Maneuver so that he didn't choke to death. The pancake flew onto the table. Everyone pushed away their plates, breakfast was over.
"Time to train," Sensei Wu said hurriedly.
Everyone readily agreed. As they left the room Willow cleared off the table. She did it as quickly as possible so that she could go watch the others train. Above deck nothing was going on.
"Are you guys practicing doing nothing?" asked Willow.
"No, we were waiting for you,"Sensei Wu said benignly.
"Why?"
"It is time for you to train," he said.
"Ok, but I'm not much of a fighter." Willow walked over to Jay and Zane and stood next to them,"What are we starting with?"