Ch.5: Angel in the Storm
Pam kept flying, despite the strong wings pushing her back. Why are the winds becoming stronger all of a sudden? She looked up to see that dark storm clouds are heading her way.
"Uh-oh," she said to herself. "Better stay clear of it." She then turned to the side to avoid the storm. As she did however, the clouds for some weird reason turned towards her as if to capture her.
"What? That's impossible…" As the storm got closer to her, she began to feel a dark aura emitting from them…the same aura that she felt when she encountered Garmadon's former henchman back at Lighthouse Island.
"Lawrence…" It was all she said before the storm clouds engulfed her.
The storm was fierce as any storm would be. Lightning bolts lashed out at her, and thunder roared at her like a savage beast. Rain and hail pelted at her like stones of ice, bruising her legs and cutting at her arms. Despite all that's going on around her, Pam can hear a voice speak out to her in her head.
Did you really think you got rid of me that easily, Pam?
"Lawrence!" she yelled out over the thunder as she tried to dodge more of the bolts aiming at her. "I knew you'd pull a stunt like this!"
Did you also know about the stunt I pulled on you with the vision smokes? That magic medallion I've stolen from Lord Garmadon was what I needed to fool you into thinking that I'll dispose of your "new family" to get to you. It also gave me the chance to find out more about your beloved Pythor…
Pam felt her heart jump into her throat when he mentioned the Anacondrai who's deeply in love with her. She recalled the sparkle in his fuchsia eyes…the glimmer in his pearl white smile…the sweet gentleness of his kisses…
"YOU STAY AWAY FROM HIM, YA SICK FREAK!"
DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME A FREAK, YOUNG LADY! She quickly dodged another lightning bolt shot at her as he yelled back at her.
"Hurts to be considered a freak by a freak, doesn't it?" she asked, spitting venom into her words.
It will hurt less once you're out of the way. Before Pam had the chance to react, a lightning bolt shot at her, wounding her in the side and making her cry out in pain.
Goodbye, daughter, she heard her disowned father say as she started to loose consciousness and fall towards the earth below.
"Don't…call me…that…" she growled as her whole world started to go black. As she started to loose consciousness, her thoughts drifted to her loved ones.
Mom…Lloyd…guys…Pythor…I'm sorry…
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"Talk about crazy, huh?" A Venomari Scout asked his companion, an Anacondrai Soldier, as they tried to walk through the storm. "This storm's strong enough to blow down a brick house and put the Big Bad Wolf to shame."
"Well, thanks to our Anacondrai magic," the Anacondrai stated with a smile, "you don't have to worry about your homes getting blown over." He then looked up to see something falling towards the Slither Pit Arena that they were going through. "Wait, what's that?" The Venomari looked up at what he was pointing at.
"It looks like…a human?" he answered before he started to panic. "Oh, no! She's gonna crash! We gotta do something!"
"I got her!" the Anacondrai cried before he shot his hand out. A small crimson light the same color as his garnet head-gem and heart-gem sprung forth from his fingers and caught the unconscious girl just a few feet from the ground. Gently, he then brought her over to him and his companion to get a better look at her. The Venomari's unscarred eyes shot wide open when he recognized her.
"It's Lady Pamela!" His companion turned to him with surprise.
"The girl whom King Pythor's in love with?"
"Yeah, I recognize her anywhere; she planned General Fangtom and Lady Alura's wedding."
"Well, we better get her inside and give her some medical attention," his friend said to him. "She looks like she took a serious beating from that storm. I'll get her inside, and you summon King Pythor and the Generals right away."
"Right," he replied before he rushed off to find the five Serpentine leaders. As he left, the Anacondrai soldier carried Pamela with his magic inside to tend to her injuries.