Lloyd Garmadon

You're a wonderful friend to the ninja team. You've developed warm and friendly relationships with everyone in the group, and you've always tried to help them as best you could.

However, despite your kindness and compassion, Lloyd harbored resentment towards you. No matter how hard you tried to connect with him, he spoke to you with malice and disapproving glances. He saw you as an enemy who had ruined his life and reputation, even though you had never done anything to cause it.

One night, in the quiet of the night, there was an unexpected knock on your door. Your heart started beating faster: you weren't expecting a visit, especially so late. You carefully got out of bed and, feeling the cold floor beneath your feet, slipped on your warm slippers, which acted as a reliable shield against the cold. Approaching the door, you peered through the peephole and, seeing your friends, immediately opened the door.

The faces of your companions showed concern; they looked at you with pleading and hopeful eyes.

"What happened?" you asked, feeling a mixture of worry and confusion inside you.

Kai, who was in front of everyone, stepped aside, and you noticed Jay and Cole supporting Lloyd's arms. He was unconscious, blood trickling from his mouth, and his face was covered in bruises and scratches.

"He was seriously wounded on a mission... Can you help us? The nearest hospital is very far away," Kai said in a quiet, trembling voice, full of concern for his comrade.

Cole and Jay carefully laid Lloyd on the couch, and you, gathering your strength, began to carefully treat his wounds. Lightly touching the cut with a cotton swab soaked in hydrogen peroxide, you then moved on to his split lip. Noticing how he winced in pain, you gently blew on his wounds, trying to ease the pain a little. And then, finally, his eyes slowly opened—tired but piercing.

"What are you doing? Don't touch me..." he said sharply, frowning and grabbing your wrist, pushing your hand away from his face.