▬promise of particles▬lloyd x FEM!reader▬

Moralizing Highs :170:

Tw: Dismemberment, blood :3

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You took one measured breath, before sprinting back towards the clearing. Get a blade. Win.

"Four blades remain! Run to the end, contestants!"

Coincidentally, you ran face first into someone as soon as you hurried out of the brush. Scrambling over them, they grabbed your feet, forcing you down to the floor. This plan was going swimmingly.

Hah. Swimmingly. Funny. Because Nya was attacking you.

Wait what

She must've realized it too, pulling you up quickly. "My bad! Just trying to get my blade back to the podium, I just saw Cole turn his in not even a second ago."

Shit.

Cole, Nya, and you, that was three. Lloyd needed one too. Four.

Out of five.

You had to pray to the First Spinjitzu Master that Zane had already turned his in.

"Lloyd is behind me. He still needs a blade. Do you know where Zane is?" You asked, nodding behind her to the assailant walking up.

"Hey Watergirl! You wouldn't mind me taking that blade, would you?" The blond grinned, his shaggy hair slipping over his face. He wore a blue gi, ripple embellishments scattered along the print.

You raised your brow. "Who is this?"

Sighing, Nya shook her head. "Lar, Elemental Master of Aqua. Basically just gets stronger around water. Totally trying to copy me."

"Am not!" He shouted, rushing forward.

Lloyd broke through the tree line, taking so long you wondered if he had gotten into trouble.

Parrying his blow, Nya waved, nodding towards the center. "-Am too! Lloyd, get a blade, Teelk has one!"

...who?

"Green Merlopian! Hurry!"

Ah. Rematch.

The octopus was running to the podium. You could catch him off guard before he got there.

You hurried further into the clearing, feet stomping heavily into the dirt beneath you. You would get that blade. You would win. You would keep him safe.

"TEELK!" Shouting, you pounced, landing heavily on him as you pushed him to the floor. "That blade is mine!"

He squirmed out, his slick skin letting him slide out of your grasp

But you weren't going to let that happen. Jumping at him again, up. Dug your nails into his legs, tugging him back.

Pressing your knee into his neck, you grabbed at the knife. The octopus hissed, pushing back at you.

You dug your nails between his hand and the hilt, digging up blue blood that sunk beneath the keratin.

Then he rolled over, catching your hand.

Your finger.

Your index finger.

There was so much blood.

But you were still on autopilot. While Teelk was distracted, you grabbed the knife, walking back to Lloyd who was keeping others from your fight.

Blood was dripping down your arm.

"We're down to the final three blades!"

Nya had gotten her blade in.

Shoving the bloody dagger into Lloyd's hand once he had a spare moment, you pointed at the podium with your non-dominant and clutched your hand close to your chest.