A.N: Thanks again for the awesome reviews! They mean the world to me! So, as requested, CHAPTER 3! Oh and small warning, I teared up a little while writing the end of this chapter, so if you don't like sad parts then just stop at the end of the next to last paragraph. Read on!

Lloyd's POV:

After Pythor told the serpentine to attack, I thought I would pass out right then and there. However, we could breathe easy, at least for a little while, considering the majority of them were below us and needed to climb up to reach us.

Uncle told me to keep climbing up, which was easier said than done. My arm was still bleeding, and even though Uncle told me I would be fine, I started having doubts. Whenever I tried to hoist myself up the rope with my injured arm, pain signals would shoot to my brain, as if telling me: WARNING. OW OW OW OW OW LET GO LET GO LET GO! My dad and Uncle noticed I was having trouble, and Uncle climbed closer to me and told me to climb on his back. I eventually did, and I rested my head on his shoulder and tried to relax and ignore the burning and throbbing sensation my arm was delivering.

We finally reached the ground and I got off Uncle's back. He got to his knees and told me to show him my arm, with my Dad sitting next to him. I sighed, anticipating their reactions, and rolled up my now red sleeve.

It wasn't a pretty sight. The gash went from my hand to about ¾ of the way to my elbow. It was mostly on the outside of my arm, curving inwards towards me. There was so much blood coming from it, it made me dizzy looking at it. Uncle's eyes grew and Dad gasped and looked closer at it. "Son, who did this to you?" my Dad asked. The look in his eyes was desperate and saddened. I at first thought he already knew, but then I remembered that he had just heard my cry of pain. I decided to be honest and stated: "I, I don't know Dad, the dagger just flew by me and disappeared. I didn't see." Uncle looked worried and looked closer at it, carefully turning my arm to get a better look.

When my arm turned, it started to burn, then sting, and then the pain grew the farther he bent it. I knew he was trying to see what it looked like from the inside, but the pain got unbearable and I let a cry escape my lips.

He looked surprised at this and his face grew scared and concerned. "Does that hurt you?" he shakily asked. I bit my lip and nodded. "What if I put pressure on it, see how that feels." Uncle gently pressed his palm against my wound, at first I didn't feel anything, but then that burning feeling appeared that got worse and worse. My face tensed and I let out a small shriek. Instantly he let go of the gash. Dad looked scared, which surprised me. Meanwhile Uncle was trying to get the blood off of his hand, to no avail.

I rolled down my sleeve since it seemed they were done looking at it, and I noticed it was no longer green, but now turning a crimson color. It made me feel sick. Well, at least it was my left arm, and I'm right handed. So I could still fight with my arrows, in general.

The serpentine were still trying to get up to our level. It was actually funny to watch them try to climb the steep walls, only to plummet back down. I saw Nya and the others finally got their weapons (and mec) from the chains, and the ninja started to climb the rope. In a few minutes we were all back to the ground. I walked over to the rope and gave a sharp yank with my good arm and pulled the arrow back up. Then I separated the rope from the rock on the wall and put my arrow back.

Jay, however, was the first one to notice Uncle's attempts to wipe the blood off his hands. "Hey Sensei, What happened to your hand?" "It is not what happened to me, but what happened to my nephew. Lloyd, show them your arm." Reluctantly, I rolled up my sleeve.

Their reactions were exactly what I thought they would be. Jay looked like he would puke, Kai turned as white as a sheet, Nya immediately rushed over to examine it, since she is kinda like the Bounty nurse, Cole went to Nya's side, and Zane turned away. Cole, his expression hard and stern, got to my level and asked: "Lloyd. Tell me. Who did this?" "I don't know. The dagger just cut my arm and disappeared. I didn't see who threw it." My thoughts were interrupted by a grunt behind me. The two constricti I fought earlier found us, and they didn't look happy.

One had a large welt on his forehead, and the other had a large gaping wound on his torso, which was bandaged. "Well, come back for more?" I smirked. They really were the dumbest tribe if they came back to fight me again. Besides, this time I had backup. "Not necessarily. Pythor thinks you will prove to be a valuable asset to his master plan, and is offering a high reward for you in our captivity." The bandaged one slowly said. Wait, Pythor thinks I'm valuable? Why does he want me so bad? What use would I have? Fear began to take over and I took a step back. My Dad noticed this and his face softened, then he held my hand and whispered: "Don't worry son. I won't let them lay a claw on you. They want you, they gotta go through me first." I looked up to him and smiled. Skootching closer to him, I whispered back: "Thank you Dad."

They both lunged at me, but I anticipated that and dodged. I weaved through their punches, kicks and slices with ease, not a scratch on me. I readied an arrow, and waited for an open shot. The two of them got distracted when the rest of their tribe started to climb the wall, and I knew that this was my chance. Standing next to my Dad, I pulled back the arrow to my cheek, and fired. BULLSEYE! The one with the injured forehead fell to the ground with a satisfying THUD. The other had a murderous look in his eye and threw his dagger right at my head. I just stood there, wait for it…..

"Kid, get out of the way!" yelled Kai. "I know what I'm doing! Just watch." I insisted. Right when it would have hit me, I ducked, grabbed the handle and launched it back at the warrior. Boy he wasn't expecting that! He screamed when it hit him in the temple and fell down. "Tada!" and I gestured to the defeated warriors.

Nothing but shock was registered on their faces. Jay then bellowed a "WOO HOO!" scooped me up and hugged me tight. Kai then gave me a hug and declared: "That. Was. AMAZING kiddo! I didn't know you had it in you!" I just grinned and blushed. Dad walked over to me and developed me in a big bear hug. He stroked my hair, which relaxed me, and whispered: "I am so proud son. So so proud." I rested my head against his warm chest while he held me close. It was then I wished that moments like this could last forever. I closed my eyes and enjoyed this moment while Dad continued to hold me and stroke my hair. I have never felt so safe and protected then when I was in his arms.

A roar from below interrupted us and I looked up from my Dad. All of the serpentine arrived at the top, and looked all set and ready to fight. Little did they know so were we. To my surprise, they all seemed to aim their weapons at me, paying no attention to the ninja or Uncle and Dad. Then I remembered that Pythor is offering a reward for me. Must be some reward, I thought, while I dodged a vemomari's spit. At first I was dodging their attacks without any problem, but then I soon became overpowered and got a punch to the cheek. Gonna be a bruise there later.

I was then knocked on my back and the others immediately took action. Kai helped me up while the rest of the ninja (and samurai) fought the snakes. Kai looked at Uncle and shouted: "Go get the fang blades! We'll hold them off as long as we can and meet you there!" He pushed me aside and stabbed a hypnobri in the shoulder. I ran over to Dad. He looked at me and stated: "Lloyd, brother, let's go get those fang blades!" I smiled and rushed ahead, shooting arrows at the occasional serpentine to cross our paths.

I was far ahead of them, when I saw the fang blades. The generals were also in my view. They were about 20 feet away from the blades, while the blades were about 15 feet away from me. I just stood there watching them when Dad and Uncle caught up with me. "I'll be back." I declared and rushed in. Quietly, I walked into the room and carefully hid behind a rock whenever one of the generals moved. Soon the blades were within arm's reach. I reached out and snatched them, and bolted to Dad and Uncle.

I was almost towards them when a sinister voice behind me spoke up: "Ah ah ah little one. Where do you think you're going with those?" He grabbed me by the hood and turned me around so I could face him. Him meaning…Pythor. He plucked the blades from my hand and passed them off to Skales, who put them back on the pedestal. Then he tossed me towards the wall, which I landed with a large THUD. Figures I landed into the wall injured arm first. Pain seared into my arm as I was blinking back tears. I was on my knees clutching my searing and burning arm to my chest. The pain was unbearable. Pythor grabbed my chin and turned my head so I would face him. "Yes, I believe those are mine, as well as you little one. You are mine, and don't say otherwise. I will have you, and those pesky ninja won't get in my way. And now, I have you, AND the fang blades. It is a great day, yes?" He glared down at me while I looked at the floor, not even trying to hold back the tears. They just kept on flowing. I was crying not only from the stinging, searing pain from my arm, but also because I don't see Uncle, Dad or the ninja. I was truly alone this time. Please you guys, you swore to protect me, and I need your help. I don't wanna go back with the serpentine, I was miserable there. You are my only hope. Please…I need you…

A.N: *Gasp!* Will Lloyd fall prey to Pythor, or will the ninja save him? Where are Sensei and Garmadon? Are the ninja ok? Guess what will happen in the reviews! Oh, and tell me, what was your favorite part?! I loved writing in only Lloyd's POV, but I think I'll start the next chapter with Garmadon. Anyways, REVIEW PLEASE!