Hello naughty children it's murder time

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Chapter 34

This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be real.

Morro pressed his hands to the sides of his head, eyes squeezed shut as he tried to get himself to wake up. This – this had to be some sort of terrible dream. He couldn't have lost everything.

He opened his eyes, and he was still in a cell.

Growling, the former king slammed his fist against the bars. How could he have been so stupid?! He thought his plan was foolproof, that Lloyd would never be able to escape. But he had forgotten about deepstone. And Lloyd had attacked him, and won. Accused brat!

He would have won if he had just used his powers before he was cuffed. He was a fool.

"You are a fool." A voice echoed in his head, and he jumped in alarm. Oh no. "The fact that you are alarm only further proves that you have failed me."

"M-master, please…" he stammered aloud. "I can get out of here. I haven't failed!"

"Do you really think the ninja will give you a chance to escape?"

"I don't need them to give me anything. I can escape on my own."

"And how do you plan to do that?"

"I'll break through the b-"

"Those bars will not break."

"-bars, or trick them. They are sentimental fools, I can trick them into thinking I am repentant."

"Do you really think so? After what you did to this world's Lloyd? And their Morro? And that little girl you stole away from her parents and subjected to the same torment you forced Lloyd to endure? Lloyd said he would have no mercy for you."

"I can still fool Sens- Wu! I know he still cares about me!"

"I am finished with you." A pang of alarm went through him.

"Master, please! Give me one more chance, I won't fail you this time!"

"This discussion is over."

"Master-"

"Goodbye, Morro." And then she was silent.

"NO!" The wind master slammed his fist into the bars again, ignoring the pain that shot through him and throwing another punch. He beat on the bars until his hands were numb, slamming his shoulder against the door when the pain in his arms became too great. Finally, he slumped to the ground, arms and hands black and blue from self-inflicted pain. The door hadn't budged.

This morning, he had ruled the world. Now he was nothing, a pathetic prisoner in his enemy's lair. He had lost everything, and there was no way to get it back. It didn't matter if the ninja lost or won the battle for Ninjago now. No matter who won, he would always be a prisoner. An outcast.

Nothing.

TheDarknessReturn

Lloyd quietly headed down the hall to the prison, stepping and waiting in front of the door to listen before quietly pushing it open. He had a question for Morro. Stepping through the doorway, he expected a taunt or insult, or at the very least a hateful glare, but the former king was silent and still as he pushed the door shut. Was he asleep? Lloyd took a step closer to see that no, his eyes were open. The ghost lay on his side on the ground, staring listlessly at the deepstone bars. His arms were heavily bruised, and one of the bars was bent a bit. Had he been trying to escape?

"What do you want?" Morro muttered, not moving or even looking up.

"Where did you find Madilyn?" Lloyd crossed his arms. "I need to get her home."

"I don't know." The ghost let out an exasperated sigh. "I stole her from her parents in the marketplace. Somewhere in the city."

"Fine." He would have to send out a notice, then. "Are you sorry at all for what you did? Hurting a little girl like that?"

"The only thing I'm sorry for is not killing you when I had you at my mercy." The ghost hissed venomously. Lloyd flinched. That was harsh.

"Fine." Lloyd turned around to leave, but stopped with his hand on the doorknob. "Those bruises… those weren't there before, were they?" Morro was silent for a while before replying,

"No."

"Are they self-inflicted?" Another long silence.

"…yes."

"Why?" The blond turned back around to face him.

"Because you took everything from me." Finally, the ghost lifted his head, glaring at him. "Even if I somehow escape, I've been replaced. The Preeminent is done with me." He sat up, bruised arms shaking as he pushed himself up. "Just do what you threatened to do to me. Torture me, kill me. It doesn't matter. I was stupid, and now I'm worthless. I made one false step, and now I'm nothing." His arms holding him up buckled and he thudded to the ground again, arms covering his face. Through all the hate and rage, he almost seemed… sad. But it had to be a trick.

"You want me to kill you, huh? So you can reappear in the Cursed Realm, free, and get back to your kingdom?" Lloyd folded his arms again. "I'm not falling for any of your tricks."

"I don't have a kingdom anymore! I told you, I've been replaced!"

"And I'm supposed to believe you?" Morro groaned.

"Fine. Leave me here. It doesn't matter."

"Then stop begging me to kill you." Lloyd turned and left the room. Maybe someday they could get through to him, but that day wouldn't be any day soon. For now, he needed to find Madilyn her parents.

TheDarknessReturn

"Ninjago is in need of a new ruler." Bansha looked up in surprise from the blade she was sharpening at the voice in her head.

"What happened to Morro?" She asked aloud.

"He failed me. I got rid of him"

"I… see." Odd. She had always thought Morro to be a competent leader.

"Do not doubt my judgement."

"I'm not. I am confused, but that is only because I do not know the circumstances. Do you wish for me to find a good replacement for him?"

"No. I want you to take his place."

"Me? But I know nothing about running a king-"

"You question my judgement."

"No! I… yes master." Bansha bowed her head respectfully.

"Good. Go to Morro's castle. I will inform the guards of the change in management."

"Yes, master." Bansha stood, slinging her staff over her shoulder and leaving the room. A pity about Morro. She had rather liked him, in spite of him being a prideful, selfish brat. Still, the Preeminent's word was law. Whatever he had done, it must have been something bad. With the Preeminent's help, Bansha was sure she could be a good replacement.

It was time to make a few changes around here.

This is the part where you realize that the main bad guy... might not actually be the main bad guy.

~FFF