"The Hidden Truth" Re-written

An unlikely outcome

Story takes place after season 4. There are no mentions of the canceled season 5 and no ideas of it are implemented in this story (the reason being that season 5 in my opinion didn't show any potential that the show could've had)

Warning!
Story might include blood, mentions of a toxic relationship, death, swearing.

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Many months have passed since the defeat of the great Colossus of Ultimate Destruction (what an original name). Things have settled down, the Kingdom of Knighton was slowly fixing the damage the stone army had caused, with many smaller villages left abandoned as either they were wiped out during the attacks, or people moved out to live in the larger villages, towns for protection in case of any future attacks.

The remaining soldiers of the stone army were nowhere to be seen during this time and were thought to have either turned back into nothing, but lifeless statues or were one by one defeated by the heroes of Knighton, the Nexo Knights.
As for the criminals that were caught, they now had to deal with the cold Dungeons that lied beneath the Kingdom's castle.  Sure they weren't as bad as the ones in the stories. The only problems here being the massive amounts of guards, uncomfortable beds, no heating and a hard way to escape with guards assigned to watch you during your hours outside. Oh and chains, those sucked too.

At least Jestro and Roberto had problems dealing with them at the start as their bodies weren't ready for heavy work. Nowadays, they didn't pay any mind to the chains as they rested on only one of their legs.
The Kingdom's previous Jester wiped the sweat away from his forehead, his hat lifting up a little when doing so only to let a small curl of black hair fall onto his forehead. Of course working in his Jester attire wasn't comfortable and the clothes would quickly get dirty. They were worn out already, but Jestro had grown too much into it to wear anything else. Especially the hat, he felt naked without it. The Jester tucked the one curl of hair back in his hat and lowered the pickaxe, in desperate need of a break honestly. He took a few deeper breaths and leaned against one of the boulders he has been hitting with a pickaxe for around half an hour, why was he doing this again? "Ey, Roberto, what are we crumbling these remains of the...what was it called? Colossus of Ultimate anarchy or something for?"

The Italian sculptor with an accent Jestro honestly found quite funny was just uselessly sitting on one of the boulders and contemplating his life choices as always, honestly Jestro could relate. They looked up when Jestro had called them  and sighed "Your memory is as bad as always, It's the remains of the Colossus of Ultimate destruction. Now repeat after me-"

"I'm not repeating the name....it's a stupid name, I could've given a better one. And no need to remind me of my bad memory, I'm aware of it myself, I barely remember anything from my second corruption and I feel like I shouldn't trust the stories you tell because they have a lot of you and I know you were just an extra in all of this, now answer the question, why don't you?"

"so rude...." Roberto quietly muttered and got off the boulder, picking his pickaxe off the ground "They're planning on using the smaller stone pieces for building as for the bigger boulders will be used to create art from- can you believe it! They're going to give this away for all sculptors to use except for me, the best of the best!" 

"Ah well I guess not all people appreciate your art, I'm not surprised why-" Jestro was cut off when he felt one of the bots harshly pull at his chain, making him stumble a little "hey!"

One of the squire bots swung his spear a little, pointing it at Jestro from afar "Get back to work you two! Or less break time. You already should be glad you're not waiting for a death sentence or something for the things you did. Now come on before we-" Now it was Jestro's time to cut them off it seemed.

Jestro's eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrowed, seems like it was easy to get on his nerves now that he didn't have any reason to be anxious about anything "Or what??? You're going to lock me up in a dungeon? I've already hit rock bottom both literally and metaphorically, now stop swinging that thing around, I'm getting back to work, see? See!?" He didn't even notice how the tails of his hat rose up, how he felt his body twitch and spark a little when he swung his pickaxe up. With a sense of deja vu hitting him, he hit the boulder with all the strength he could muster up at the moment, making it crack as if a meteor hit a planet, but not exactly shattering it to pieces.
When he calmed down, only then did he notice the damage he did to the boulder and how electrified the metal of the pickaxe was as he could see the sparks on it slowly fading away. 

"...yeah, you do that!" the robotic guard stopped swinging their spear around and looked over at Roberto "what are you staring for, get back to work, I want to see you deal with the boulders as fast as the jokester here!" If the tiny robots thought they did a good job at bossing people around and looking intimidating, they were the joke here. Jestro could just electrocute them if he wanted to now that he found out that not all of the magic charge that he was hit with had left his body. Honestly he should've realized that earlier as his body would involuntarily twitch a lot as if he himself was electrocuted. He just never knew that he could release those remains of magic out of his body
Wait...he can...electrocute the bots...he can actually do that.

The Jester lifted his head off the boulder and looked over his shoulder at the bots, a small laugh escaping his lips as he pulled his chained leg a little before picking up the chain in his hands and pulling it more.
Of course the bots reacted to this and grabbed the other end of the chain, pulling it back, not paying any mind to Jestro's widening grin
"What are you doing?" Roberto questioned, not realizing the other's intentions quite yet
"Come on, and shock!" Jestro pulled more harshly on the chains expecting to shock the bots into shutdown, but nothing happened and with a harsher yank from the guards, Jestro stumbled down with a yelp
"Jestro are you insane! Stop irritating the guards or you won't even get food!" Roberto tried to reason with his friend, yet it didn't seem like they were listening at all
"Are you serious, this is all that I had in me!? I wanted to- come on!" Jestro sat up and didn't quit pulling at the chains, completely frustrated with himself "Can things just go my way for once because I swear-" with another yank, he felt the pent up electricity leave his body and travel through the metal chains, reaching the bots before they could let go of them and boom! They shut down completely from the shock.
"Come on, sculptor guy, make yourself useful and grab the keys before someone else notices" Jestro stumbled back up to his feet and leaned against the boulder, panting a little.