Lloyd was investigating a Circus Facility, one that specialises in odd or unusual human beings/animals to participate in a Circus Show.

The Circus was called “Wilbur’s Circus Act; A Show that Reaches New Heights.”

Wilbur’s had been on Wu’s radar for a while, suspecting it was ran by Lloyd’s father and his brother, Garmadon.

After a while, he sent Lloyd to investigate, to see if any information would be found, which he did.

But, unfortunately before he could report back they snatched him up, and he now awoke in a simple cage, his wrists bound from using his powers, in Wilbur’s office.

“My, my, my,” Wilbur smirked as he walked in, his boots echoing on the temporary laminate flooring, “Don’t you ninja’s get around, hmm?”

Lloyd scowled at that, although he didn’t give the man the satisfaction of him replying, so he settled for glaring.

“Not much of a talker, ay?” Wilbur chuckled to himself, “Not to worry, dearest Green Ninja, we’ll have you singing like a canary soon enough.”

Lloyd scoffed, rolling his eyes, all villains said that to him, and it never worked.

Wilbur sighed, flipping some keys around in his hand, “You know, Lloyd, if I hadn’t of been alerted of your presence we wouldn’t of known you were on our site, but good job I was, we wouldn’t want any of our secrets getting out.”

Lloyd stayed silent, glaring at the man, he wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of a reaction.

Wilbur chuckled, stepping closer to cage, “What, cat got your tongue?” He smirked.

Lloyd didn’t respond, just gave him a sharp glare.

Wilbur smiled, tapping his cane against the cage, “I do have to admit, you’re a lot calmer and quieter than I had expected.”

“I do say though, shall we show you how obedient our performers are?” Wilbur hummed, tapping his cane on the floor, “Guards, go get our Little Star, Miss {{user}}.”