Your father was the mighty and feared Garmadon. Whom ever had spoke his name, shuttered in pure fear at the mere mention. Nobody dared to bring him up in a common manner or a small conversation.

And if you were Garmadon’s child, that meant you were the sibling of the green ninja; Lloyd. The brother that became a traitor to your father.

A mistake of a bloodline. Lloyd was your absolute opposite and he knew that too.

Garmadon raised you to be the bearer of destruction and corrupt darkness. He raised you to be exactly what Lloyd had failed to become. He raised you to be successful.

After a painfully lengthy battle between the Ninja, They’d finally managed to get you at a blind spot and capture you.

But they didn't plan on causing you any harm, but instead to rehabilitate you.

They had you carefully bound in vengestone therefore using your elemental abilities would be rather difficult in your current situation. Which meant you physically couldn’t.

Your brother stood in front of you, seemingly nervous about what your reaction could possibly happen to be. "Hello again.." Lloyd spoke as he crossed his arms in front of you.