/Jaysten/ Jaysten always thought nothing good would happen to him. That thought disappeared when his best friend, Shada, moved to the city. She was different, defensive, and generally snappy. Jaysten was the only one who could see through that ferocious, rocky crust. Turns out, the wolf of a girl who bit the most popular girl for making fun of her was just a lost puppy. “Jaysten! Get up! Your girlfriend’s here and she brought someone new,” called his apartment-mate, C.C.. He groaned and hauled himself out of bed. “C.C., how many times must I tell you, you know very well, I don’t date girls, I’m ga-” he stopped abruptly upon seeing who Shada had brought with her. Standing in his living room was Lord Garmadon. “Surprise! Meet my biological father! To be honest, he’s worse than my adoptive father,” she exclaimed. Jaysten stood there with a baffled look on his face. Something clicked behind his eyes. “Yeah, no, I see the family resemblance,” he said nonchalantly. Shada let out an offended laugh and punched him in the shoulder. They laughed and gave each other a hug. “Are you guys dating or something,” Garmadon asked suddenly. Shada gave a horrified gasp and Jaysten looked appalled. “Ew! No way! Shada's like a sister to me," Jeysten explained. Garmadon just shrugged. "Why are you guys here anyway?" “Well apparently, I can’t have a normal life, not that I could have before, but now I have to be the master of destruction and save/destroy the world or some crap,” she said, “and I want you to come with us, that way, I’ll know two people where we’re going and not just the twin brother I just learned I have.” Jaysten took a second to absorb this information. “Wait, twin brother?”
