Reader Key:

(Y/N) = Your Name.

(H/L) = Hair Length.

(H/C) = Hair Colour.

(E/C) = Eye Colour.

(N/N) = Nickname.

Author's Note: Shout outs to Ughhhhhhhhhh21 and Himyourfriendmeep.

Who looked at the list of the main story and pointed out a problem with the Garmadon X (Y/N) X Wu ending.

This lead to a cute story about a Young Morro and (Y/N) to being longer and adapted to solve the problem :D

(Third Person P.O.V)

____The Past____

(Y/N)'s Nightmare:

Fire and smoke, the realm was choking to death on its own ash. Hollow laughter filled her mind. The hollow laughter grew louder then it spoke.

"You were always meant for this. You never had a choice." Hela's voice whispered to her. "You were supposed to snuff them out!" A wave of blinding, white-hot anger that consumed (Y/N).

"Shut up!" (Y/N) snarled at appreciation and reached for a weapon to strike Hela down.They clashed, sword against sword.

Hela only laughed coldly at (Y/N) as the whole realm continued to go up in smoke.

"Nothing has stopped me so far, and do you really think your stubbornness will beat death itself?" Hela cackled at (Y/N).

(Y/N) tackled Hela to the ash-covered ground knocking the swords out of both of their hands.

(Y/N) wrapped her hand around Hela's throat and with one swift movement, Hela was no more.

The visions disappeared, Hela's voice slowly faded away replaced by the crackle of fire picked up as the flames and ashes rose, consuming every inch in sight and then, darkness.

(Y/N) may have been able to stop Hela but she was too late to save the realm.

(Third Person P.O.V)

____The Past____

(Y/N) shot awake, a thick fog clouded his mind as he launched up in bed.

Sweat covered every inch of her. As if she truly had been fighting in a blazing inferno.

Lord Garmadon was jolted awake by (Y/N) sitting bolt right up and breathing heavy from fear.

The distressed look on (Y/N)'s face quickly grabbed his attention extraordinarily fast.

"(Y/N), what's wrong?" Lord Garmadon urged as he sat up, rubbing the sleepiness out of his eyes.

"Sorry..." (Y/N) answered as she tried calming herself down. (Y/N) began huffing in irritation not able to get the words out but Lord Garmadon waited for her.

After a few moments pass (Y/N) takes a deep, though shaky, breath and apologised. "Sorry. I didn't want to wake you."

"Don't worry about that." Lord Garmadon said giving her a small smile, reaching over to hold her hand.

(Y/N) tried to give a smile back but fails.Lord Garmadon scoots closer to (Y/N), letting go of her hand to pull her closer to himself.

"Garmadon... If you had the chance to stop... If you had the chance to stop the greatest atrocities of the past... Would you take it?" (Y/N) asked him with complete honesty.

Lord Garmadon paused for a moment. He could see that this was weighing heavily on her.

"How bad?" Lord Garmadon began to question the clearly distressed (Y/N).

"A war followed by the imprisonment and enslavement of innocent people, the deaths of billions of people, the destructions of two realms." (Y/N) was starting to choke on her own words.

Lord Garmadon wrapped her up into his arms in a desperate attempt to calm her.

Lord Garmadon bit his lip. "Was it me?" He questioned. (Y/N) shook her head no.

"Was it my master or Clouse?" Lord Garmadon pressed thinking that was what had brought this on for her to discuss this with him.

"No, it wasn't them either. The only thing Chen does successfully is run a food empire, it actually pretty good. He should really stick to that." (Y/N) informs him, putting Lord Garmadon at ease.

"Then who?" Lord Garmadon pleaded trying to gain the information.

"I don't want to tell you till I'm one hundred percent sure but it was an Elemental Master." (Y/N) finally admitted to him.

"How does it happen?" Lord Garmadon pressed sensing that this would be his only opportunity to gather this information from her.

"An Elemental Master murders General Arcturus daughter, his granddaughter by extension is kidnapped and then the war then..." (Y/N) was cut off by Lord Garmadon comforting her.

Lord Garmadon leant in and kissed (Y/N) on the forehead. Lord Garmadon let a smirk spread across his face at getting to do this.

Lord Garmadon started comforting (Y/N) slowly easing her back to sleep while hugging her to himself.

It was... Warm.

Peaceful...

Soon they both drifted off to sleep...

Completely unaware that they were being listened to.

(Third Person P.O.V)

____The Past____

The dawns morning light rose to seep into the room awakening (Y/N) far too early that morning; though she was feeling much better only now having a slight migraine.

Still, the blinding light was not helping. (Y/N) attempted to get up to pull the curtains to block the light but the most she could do was sit up on the bed.

A heavy weight was wrapped around her waist. (Y/N) looked down at the sleeping man sharing the bed. Garmadon had his arms wrapped tightly around her waist.

(Y/N) attempted to crawl out of his grip but her attempts were fruitless.

Though they did manage to stir the lord from his slumber.Garmadon yawned loudly before opening his eyes and looking up at (Y/N).

For a second or two, both Garmadon and (Y/N) stared at each other. Lord Garmadon staring at (Y/N) still half asleep before burying his head into her stomach.

"Go back to sleep." Lord Garmadon muttered as he laid his head back onto (Y/N)'s middle and closed his eyes going back to sleep.

Author Notes:

1) Thank (Y/N) for reading. I'm trying to challenge myself and make this a more happy story. So don't forget to tell me what (Y/N) think. :)