Chamille

Toxikita

"Father, I'm home!" He called to the empty palace, idly noting that the devastation was far worse in the throne room. Just what had happened here? And where was his father?

He exhaled heavily, the sudden movement making his gladiator-esque armor rattle loudly in the empty chamber, the echo ringing. He could hear the skulkiin, their clattering of bones advancing upon him. How useless. He turned to the nearest one, barking out his orders.

"You there! What has happened here? Where is my Father?"

"H-he. T-there was a portal, and, and then those ninjas. And Lord Samukai... the weapons. He just vanished, and the Lord just laughed and went through it."

The skeleton's red eyes dimmed in fear as it managed to whimper out the tale. In fact, it was so pathetic, that he'd already decided to grind it to dust thereafter. Of course, it wailed as the lightning coursed through the rotted marrow, slowly chipping and bursting its bones apart piecemeal.

It was best that he leave though, it was a waste to remain in this corpse field any longer. Let the damned toil in their folly. After all, his father had mentioned another, much younger son. One that was his duty to see to, especially now that father's personal army wouldn't be there to maim any potential threats to the boy.

Of course, he just had to get to Darkley's boarding school. But first, he had to collect his... associates. After all, the best way to protect the younger prince of darkness was to surround him with those who were of the right sort.

He entered the safehouse, his biological father's mansion recently converted into a semi-suitable forward base what with the high walls along the large yard. A good place to marshal his father's elite forces. And to train up Lloyd into standing beside them in glorious conquest.

Start out small, let his first kill be a serial killer, work their way up to mowing down the unworthy masses who refused to bow down. He was to be the strongest of them all, second only to the Dark Lord Garmadon.

He cleared his mind as he strode through the entrance of the base, taking care that the other two inside knew of his arrival. He scoffed as he was forced to dodge as a paralytic dart whizzed past. She still had so much work to do, she hadn't been able to best him once so far. Not that Chamille was any better, it was obvious that the spider in the corner was her-he didn't allow for common areas to be dirty.

But nevermind that, there was business to attend to.

"Phase one of the plan went off with only a few minor hiccups. It's time to initiate phase two." He paused to allow their reactions or immediate concerns.

"I've got the car ready, just say when and we'll go." Toxikita chirped.

"It will take nearly a full day to make it clear across Ninjago," He paused once more, considering the circumstance. "So it's probably best that we wait until tomorrow morning. Today is Sunday, after all."

"Besides, I've gotta stash the scroll downstairs."

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