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I woke up with a bursting migraine. It hurt so badly I contemplated just banging my head off the wall but I figured that I probably shouldn't add insult to injury; literally. I got out of bed and.. fell over. I tried to get back up and.. fell over again. I'm noticing a theme here.

"Well shit." I thought to myself. But, on the bright side, if I couldn't walk.. I wouldn't have to go to school. Perhaps. Maybe. Though to be honest, knowing my mother, she'd hold me up the entire day throughout every single lesson just to make sure I got an education. I love her a lot, I really do. Sometimes she can be a little much but I'm a fan of the excess love. Sometimes I might need it. She works so hard everyday so that I have a good life; I can only repay her by putting some effort in.

So I got up again and started to head downstairs so I could eat breakfast, go to school and then make my mother proud. Just kidding. I still can't walk. I didn't really know that normal migraines could cause this much damage to your body. Maybe it's something else. My head does hurt like hell though.

I yelled out for my mother to come to me. As I heard her footsteps come up the stairs my heartbeat accelerated suddenly. "What has actually gotten into me?" I thought. Is this puberty? I lost a bit of sense of what was going on around me. I just kind of shook on the floor for a bit, rocking my entire room. I knew my mom was in the room and trying to talk to me but her voice was barely audible. It felt as if I could hear all throughout my body. I could hear my heart bumping and my heart rate, and my mind filled in one of those hospital heart monitor sounds that terrified me because I hate the idea of death.

At one moment there was pain starting from the bottom of my body all the way up to the top. It was rising like lava and I was in so much pain. I felt like I was going to die of the pain until it reached the tip top and it finally ended.

Then suddenly, poetically, everything around me went back to normal. I could hear my mom again, any sound I had heard before had gone silent, completely.

"Lloyd!" I heard my mom shout. I looked at her with a tired look on my face as if I had just fought a thousand wars and lost all of them. I held out my hand upwards towards her and she pulled me up into her arms and then dropped me back on my bed.

"You sir, are absolutely not well enough for school. My word, you're pale. What's that green stuff around your veins?" my mother shrieked looking horrified at my arms and hand. I looked down and noticed it and felt like screaming but I didn't have the energy for it. Or maybe I had the energy, but I didn't want my mother to freak out more than she already had.

"Okay. You are going to stay here. If it gets any worse, please call me and I will be back here faster than a car. I will go to get tea to try and solve.. whatever this is." and she definitely meant it. One time I had attempted to date a girl behind school (I know, it's hard to think that a girl would be interested in me) and when I had reached her, she was being yelled at by my mom telling her to stop interfering in her son's education.

Honestly, I felt like dying. The earful I got from my mom later wasn't worth it. So that's why I'll never try to hide anything from my mom ever again.

It runs in the family, to be honest. My father was never good at keeping secrets from my mother in the time he was alive. She would always get him to spill information. She would've made a great detective. Though, my father would never let her get a job like that.

He always wanted to have that job that took risks, and being one of the Elemental masters? I mean that was awesome, right? Kids at school sure thought so. A lot of them wanted to be friends with me because they thought it was cool to be friends with Garmadon's son.

And to be honest, I don't blame them. For me, it was all smooth sailing up until the moment I lost my father figure. Then my life progression changed. The soft, warm, kind personality I once had turned cold and hard for a long time. I'm still recovering from that and I hate it. It ruined so many of my relationships. I became a shadow of the person I once was, infected by my father's death just as he had been infected by his job.

It destroyed my mother too. That honestly hurt more to see than my own sadness about it. She pushed me noticeably harder after it also. I understood it, she wanted the only son she could have to succeed and carry on the "legacy of the family." (one that I had never known because I was never told what my grandparents did or who they were. Sometimes felt like my father and his brother just appeared into existence one day.)

Part of me also didn't really understand it. I'm not like my father in many ways.

First of all, physically, he had brown hair with purple eyes. That's hard to match when you've got blonde hair already. My eye colour was a bit ambiguous between blue and green. He also had a cool little grey line carved into his skin on his right forearm just above his wrist. He told me it was a scar from the wars he had fought. I always thought that sounded so cool but I couldn't help but think it was really funny if he just like bumped into a door and got it or something. Didn't look like a door hit it, though. So perhaps I was just stupid.

I also, just plain and simple, am not an Elemental. It's been tried and tested but I don't have any of the known elements. It sucks too because there's a pretty good chance the other kids of the Elementals might have their parents' powers. Not 100% chance but it's a chance, at least. My father's powers were lost along with him because nobody ever actually found his remains. All they found was some depressing diary written before he had died.

I wouldn't usually think a lot about these things but when you can't walk around and you're 5 minutes from becoming the Incredible Hulk you can't really do much else.

This had never happened to me though and I was intrigued. Never seen it happen in movies, so it probably didn't exist until then. Maybe I had some rare disease. That was kinda cool but also really terrifying. Maybe I should think less about this conversation topic.

My phone sat on the bedside locker and it rang. It was my mother.

"Lloyd? I have news for you."

"I have cancer?"

"You- no. No you do not have cancer. Don't be ridiculous."

"Oh."

"Well I met Headmaster Wu on the way to get some tea and he told me he knew what was wrong with you."

"Which is?"

"In short... you're an Elemental like your father."

I fainted out of pure shock, not even hanging up first.