<3rd person POV (Name)>
You were doing your usual chaos hunting, throat sore and dry as you had over used your power an hour ago. You had heard that trouble was afoot at a village so you decided to stay for a while. 'What's going to happen here? Well let's see...' From the corner of your eye, you see something landing on the outskirts of the village. You debated on whether you should go check it out. You decided against it because you might miss what you actually came for. You watch as people race to their home with their arms in the air. 'That reminds me of those wiggly noodles!' You snickered at the thought but quickly realised what you had thought of, suppressing your laughter, as to not raise suspicion you go closer to whatever people were running from. You then see a big shadow, which you look at confused, 'Really? People are scared of that? Don't they just think it's a random person? Do they know how shadows work? It looks like a regular human's shadow.' You groan thinking you walked all the way to Jamanakai Village for nothing. You were about to leave until you saw a group of people with weapons in colourful pyjamas. '...The fuck?'' You stayed for longer, no surprise you see a child walking out of the shadows,
"It is I, Lloyd Garmadon!" Sighing you walk toward the child, knowing exactly what will happen. "I demand all the candy in town, or else!" You stare at the child with disappointment, 'Oh, don't be a brat, please.' Lloyd, growing displeased, stuttered
"Uh, give me your candy or I'll release the Serpentine on you!" You stand in the growing crowd, them not being happy, the crowd starts boo-ing him. 'Rude, both the crowd and the brat.' You scowl under your mask, he then opened a can of snakes on the crowd, one of the snakes hitting your head. People then begin throwing food at the kid,
"Hey! I asked for candy not vegetables! I hate vegetables!" You begin to feel pity for the young Garmadon, 'He might be a fucking brat but he's still a kid. And anyways the kid was from the bad boy's boarding school, right? He was just raised the wrong way; he has no concept of money.' You walk towards the tearing up Lloyd but the 4 colourful men beat you to him. You quickly snatch the kid out of their arms and gently set the boy down, earning an angered shout out of one of the men.
"What do you think you're doing? We have this all under control so just stay out of it," You ignore the man as he grown even more enraged. He gripped your shoulder as you told the child to run away and to meet you outside the town, he nodded at took off, "Who do yo-?" You grab a hold of the red man's hand and fling him over your shoulder, his friends quickly going to his aid. They all turn to you, "Hey, how dare-!" to find you running after Lloyd, "Huh? Hey, get back here, coward!" You quickly turn yourself and Lloyd invisible so he won't find you or Lloyd, you overhear his conversation, "Ugh, they ran away, course they did!"
"Kai, calm down. They were not our biggest priority; it was the kid." The guy in the black Gi called to him, 'His name's Kai huh? I'll remember that, thanks black ninja.'
"Come on guys, let's go," They all leave leaving Kai to glare forward and run out of the alley. You breathe out, letting out whatever in your lungs, then coughing heavily. Lloyd looks at you with gratitude and admiration swirling in his dull, emerald eyes.
"Woah, you made us see through! I looked through my hand, and- and, I could see through it! You did that!" A look of sorrow washed over his face, "Sorry about attacking your village, by the way. What's my name? Could you be my henchman? As the son of Garmadon, I'll need somebody to work with me." You shrugged then pointed to your throat and made and x sign with your hands, "Oh, you can't speak?" You nodded your head then made scratching movement on your neck, "Your throat hurts? Maybe candy would help? Here's a pen and notebook I stole, you could communicate with that," you wrote down your name, '(Name) is my name, and yes, my throat hurts. I have cough drops in my bag but I left it in the village. I don't mind being your henchman. ((A/N) or women) Some water would probably work but temporarily. You're welcome, by the way'
"Oh, I think the bags gone..." (Name)'s eyes widen and a very croaky 'What?' erupted from their throat.