𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔸𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕛𝕚𝕥𝕫𝕦 ~ L. Garmadon

22: Not Lloyd

Keres smirked, watching from her hiding place. She'd honestly expected the window sill to be less comfy than it was.

She stopped thinking about how she'd like to take a nap when distant footsteps echoed through the hallway, getting closer with each step. The night watchman (aka the guy Morro was possessing) led the Green Ninja into her room, closing and locking the door behind him.

"I was knocked out," the 'night watchman' said. "When I came to, I found only two things were stolen, and neither of them were even on display. Just some old play script and a worthless, old armour breastplate they call the Allied Armour of Azure."

"Why would a thief leave these priceless artifacts and just take those?" Lloyd frowned and inspected the boxes that previously held the script and breastplate.

Keres grinned and shoved the script further into her pocket. She didn't know why her cousin had been adamant on retrieving it, since the power it gave wasn't even that helpful, but whatever. As long as she got her revenge, she was happy.

Happy. Ha. If she wasn't on a stealth mission, Keres would've laughed at the notion. Haven't felt that emotion in years.

"Oh, I don't know about the script, but as for the breastplate..." The man approached Lloyd turned back, the hammer Keres laid out for him earlier in his hand. "Maybe it's because when you're in trouble, they say it's got the power to summon allies, whether they be friends, foes...even spirits from the Cursed Realm."

"The Cursed Realm?" Lloyd frowned. "I know some people who went there recently..." He turned and gasped at the sight. He ducked as the watchman swung his hammer, completely missing the ninja.

Morro turned and swung again, narrowly missing an ancient vase in the process. Meanwhile, Keres jumped down from the top of the window. "Nice to meet ya again, Green Ninja."

"Keres!" Lloyd gasped. He glanced down at what she was wearing. "The Allied Armour! The police were right! You did break in."

Keres's laughter rang through the room. "The police didn't make that call. They never woulda put two and two together. No, I was the one on the other end of the receiver. Your mother's a real delight, ya know?"

The possessed man swung at Lloyd again. Instead of dodging this time, he grabbed the hammer and used the momentum to swing the watchman into the wall.

Keres giggled. "Feisty, huh?"

"So Wu chose you to be the beloved Green Ninja?" Morro questioned from inside the man's body, stalking closer to his prey. "I bet Stella wasn't even the one in the prophecy."

Keres rolled her eyes. Not the talk about Stella again. The ghost was obsessed with her, for some reason. The look on his face when she told him the actor had died forty-something years ago was so pathetic, she almost laughed in his face.

"Who?" Lloyd frowned, backing away from him. "Wait, how do you know Sensei?" He shot a burst of his power at Keres, who easily avoided the Energy sphere. "And why are you working with her?"

Keres had grown bored. She sped behind Lloyd and knocked down a stack of boxes with a single punch. The boy was swift, however, and ran out of the way, causing the possessed watchman to be hit instead. His expression of anger switched to one of fear as a dark shadow--Morro--exited his body.

"Are we done toying with him already?" she questioned, crouching as Lloyd threw a box at her head. It soared harmlessly above, crashing into a picture of some sorcerer and shattering the canvas.

"Wh-what's going on?" the watchman asked. His entire body was trembling like a leaf. "Someone was in my head!"

Pathetic. Don't know how anyone could ever feel bad for a coward like him. He deserves what's coming.