A.N: I couldn't resist trying to start this. Inspired by and dedicated to thorn garmadon!

Note: This is an alternate universe, so Lloyd is NOT responsible for releasing the Serpentine. Lloyd is about 10. And…I have an o.c that will come in…hint hint! This chapter takes place before Rise of the Snakes, about a month after Kai and Nya joined the ninja team.

Lloyd's POV:

I was sitting on my bed wiping off the dust and dirt off my shirt. Once again, I was pranked by Brad and Gene, 2 of the many students at Darkley's Boarding School for Bad Boys who like to give me a horrible day in school. And what was I doing, you may ask? Simply sitting at my desk waiting for the teacher to come back. I never understood how they had pranks ready so quickly.

At least I'll never be able to hear their constant teasing. They knew I was deaf, so the whole school called me from what I could tell the absolute worst insults in the English language, and I could never stop it. It was always weird for me to talk when I could never hear myself doing it, at the rare times when I worked up the courage to do so. Mostly I communicated through pencil and paper. Except when I'm with my tutor, Jacob. Every day for about 2 hours he comes in and we practice using Sign Language. He's really the only friend I have. The only person who really gets me, likes me, and makes me laugh.

The grime was finally off my uniform, but it still left a rather brownish tinge too it. Just another average day. I've been through worse. Sometimes it's pelted by pinecones for making a science experiment go haywire, (It's hard to do it right when you can't hear the teacher telling you how to do it) having the cake and cookies taken from my lunch, the list goes on. I don't try and stand up to them. After all, I can't read lips very well, and talking back would just make it worse. I just let them do it, wait until it's over, and leave. Simple.

The door in my bedroom suddenly opened. The principal's secretary, Mrs. Grave, hurried in and scribbled something down in her notebook. When she was done, it was shoved in my hands. It said:

The principal wishes to see you in his office.

I gulped. What did I do? I've been here my whole life, how could I have gotten on the principal's bad side (or good side, since this school taught juvenile delinquents) after all these years? Avoiding eye contact, I nodded my head to show her I was ready.

She led me down the hallways to a large wooden door. Mrs. Grave motioned to open the door, and I shakily obeyed. I sat down in the small chair, having my feet dangle above the wooden floor. I hate being so short. Another thing to be teased about.

Principal Darkley wrote on the piece of paper in front of him.

Let's get to the point. You know this is a school for the evil, misbehaved, and despicable. And, you are none of those things.

Confused at what he was getting at, I wrote back:

Your point?

He was right. I hated hurting things. Pranking people was wrong in my mind and stealing and breaking things just didn't feel right to me. And yet, I knew my father was the Dark Lord, Lord Garmadon. I never met him. I've been here my whole life, so it's obvious he didn't really care much about me. But since the lord of darkness was my dad, people expected me to be the most evil kid ever. But I didn't want to be.

More words were written. The longer time went by, the more uncomfortable I felt. Trees swayed outside, so I could tell it was windy, but all was quiet, like always. Considering all the things people call me, I'm glad I can't hear them because I know it'll hurt me. I'm probably better off not hearing anything, so I don't have to listen to people making me feel…helpless.

The paper was shoved back to me.

You are my least promising student. Nothing you do ends up being evil like it's supposed to be. I expected so much from you, and crushed those expectations like a bug. Since you fail to please me, get out of my school!

I cocked my head. What was he saying….?

You are expelled. Leave my school tomorrow, and don't ever come back here again.

Now I knew. My breathing became more rapid. Frantically I grabbed the pen and wrote:

But I have nowhere to go! I have no idea where my dad is, and I have no other family! Please, I'll make up somehow!

Principal Darkley shook his head and pointed to the door, saying some things that looked like cussing. I nodded and slowly left.

Back in my room, I sat on my bed, letting the tears run down my cheeks. Yes, I will finally be leaving this place for good, but I will most likely be living on the streets. So this is what it had come to now.

The door swung open again, and I lifted my tear stained face to see my tutor Jacob. Looking concerned, he sat next to me and signed: What's wrong? I answered: I got expelled. I have nowhere to go now. Shock and pity was registered on his face. He signed he'll be back in a minute, but less than a minute later he came back and signed: I'm sorry Lloyd, he won't change his mind. Just remember, you'll always be promising to me. He handed me his textbook on sign language. I grinned. Thanks Jacob. I'll miss you.

The rest of the two hours, we sat there crying until he had to go. Now, I was really, truly alone.

Kai's POV:

The tv was blasting in the game room. I was sitting there watching Jay and Cole play against each other in Fist to Face 2. It was hard to believe that just a month ago I was still working at Four Weapons. And now, here I am training to be a ninja. The guys told me that they felt the same way, and I'll get used to the idea.

It was a windy winter night. Dead leaves swirled across the mountain tops, and around our Monastery of Spinjitzu. The training course was hidden away so the equipment doesn't end up flying away to the ocean. As I witnessed Jay and Cole enter the boss level, I smiled at how close I have gotten with the three of them. And Sensei Wu is a nice guy.

Just as Jay was about to win, Nya came on the speaker. Everybody please report to the bridge. When the 6 of us arrived together, an image of a burning building was projected on the monitor. "The Darkley's Boarding School for Bad Boys caught on fire a few minutes ago. According to the principal, a student named Brad accidentally knocked over a lit candle, and soon the whole place caught on fire." Jay scoffed. "That place is for the crooked and misbehaved." Cole glared at the Master of Lightning. "Jay, they're still kids! We gotta get over there and get as many kids out as we can." Nya set the course, and soon we were on the scene.

Little did we know, somebody was already helping. A ninja dressed in light gray was getting some kids out of the window. "Did Sensei neglect to inform us that there is a fifth ninja?" asked Zane. I shrugged. "I guess so. But let's go in." I paired up with Zane and crawled through the window.

The smoke caused my eyes to water, and I began to cough. "Is anyone in here? Yell if you can hear me!" Sure enough, a group of little boys were huddled in the corner of the room, looking scared to death. Zane and I grabbed them and led them out the window.

We repeated this several times until we met up with Cole and Jay outside of the building. "Is that all of the kids?" I asked. Before he could answer, a young man around 20 rushed over to us. "No, there's still a kid in there! 4th floor was where I last saw him." Some doctors came over to him and put him on a stretcher, since after he finished his sentence he fell to his knees coughing.

"I thought we already checked that floor!" Jay shouted. "Let's check again!" Cole commanded. When we arrived on the floor described, we called for anyone in the room, but got no responses. "I don't see anyone!" I screamed over the roar of the fire. "Keep looking!" I heard, but I couldn't tell who said it. I looked to my left, and saw a young boy trapped underneath a broken part of the wall. Couldn't be more than 11, and he had a mop of white-blonde hair on his head, and ash and soot all over his young face. The kid was violently coughing, and his arm looked like it burned pretty bad. "Guys, I found someone!"

We all arrived in front of the boy. Cole lifted the wall and the kid eagerly crawled to his freedom. I helped the boy up, and soon all of us got out of the building.

Most of the other students were on their way to the hospital, or didn't survive the fire. I smiled at the child I found, and he shyly looked at his feet. The wind was making him shiver. "So, what's your name?" I asked. The kid merely continued trembling. "It's ok, I won't hurt you." I reassured.

Sensei and Nya rushed over to us. Sensei smiled when he noticed the child with us. "Well hello little one." I shook my head. "The kid won't answer me." Sensei looked closer at the small boy and got to his eye level. He took a hand and snapped his fingers near his ears. I was surprised to see that the boy didn't even flinch. Sensei got back up and faced us. "I think I know how to get him to talk to us." "How?" I asked.

Turning his attention back to the boy, he started making symbols and motions with his hands. I was puzzled, what the heck is he doing?

Surprisingly, when Sensei stopped, the child grinned from ear to ear at my teacher. Then he started making the symbols too. This went on for a few minutes, and then Sensei looked like he had a verdict.

"The boy you found is deaf, which means he has an inability to hear anything. I was using sign language, which is a form of communication that the deaf use to talk to one another." I nodded in realization. That was why he didn't respond when we were yelling, he couldn't hear us.

"Ask him what his name is" Cole suggested. The two exchanged signs. "Interesting, I have a nephew whose name is Lloyd as well. " "Well, what's his last name?" I pressed. When Lloyd answered, Sensei's eyes widened. "You mean he's your nephew?" asked Jay. Sensei was beaming. "Yes he is." Sensei exchanged signs once more with Lloyd. The child was grinning, and hugged my teacher. "It's nice to finally meet you" the child said. "Wait, you can talk?" asked Jay. Lloyd, apparently being able to read Jay's lips, faced Jay. "Just 'cause I can't hear doesn't mean I can't speak." Jay closed his mouth and reddened in embarrassment.

"Does Lloyd have anywhere to go?" I asked Sensei. He translated, and Lloyd shook his head. I looked at Lloyd. In my mind, I painted a picture of the Monastery. In the room I shared with my brothers, there was an extra bed. "There's an extra bed in our room. Maybe he can stay with us." Everyone approved, and Sensei responded with, "I don't see why not." He asked his nephew, who stared at him in disbelief. He turned to me. "Really? You would do that?" I nodded at the deaf boy. Lloyd smiled happily. "Thank you."

?'s POV:

I watched the scene unfold between the ninja, girl, Sensei and boy. When the child said his last name was Garmadon, I froze. Could it be…

I don't remember Dad ever saying I had a sibling. I ran away the night Dad admitted to me he was evil, but that was so long ago. I guess they had another kid while I was away. But, is it true? Did I really have a little brother? Was I an older brother all these years? Or have I just gone a little crazy?

There's only one way to find out. I pulled down my ninja mask, and silently followed them to the Monastery.

A.N: Chapter 1's done! Did ya like it? Should I continue? Tell me! REVIEW PLEASE!