Hey! Ish me again! I know…So lazy….Really sorry about that…But better write it when I have the chance! Okay…I don't own any Bionicle except my OWN!!!! Mine….-growls-
Kogune: -looks- Just back away slowly from the hyper Weredragat….
WWP: -foam comes out of mouth-
Taseer: And you better do it quick-now…..
"We are NOT lost!"
"Yes we are!"
"No we're not!"
"Yes we are!"
"No we're n-"
"Need I remind you, that we are looking for a nice place to spend the night? Here is a good spot. Thanks to your navigational sills, Matau, and your reasoning, Vakama." Nokama's soft voice rang.
Ever since they had all hid the Toa Stones in their Koro, the Toa Metru had banded together to look for a place to rest before continuing their long journey ahead.
Each Toa had a job to do. Vakama's was to seek out fresh water, Matau to collect the camouflage, Onewa to erect slabs of stone for the shelter, Whenua to collect wood, Nuju to set the logs, and Nokama to gather food.
So far, Matau had done an excellent job collecting the leaves, much to his brothers' annoyance, by whizzing through the air, and slashing the large leaves down with his Aero Slicers.
Onewa did a fabulous job erecting the shelter. He had done it in a moment, and was now relaxing in the shade while it grew ever warmer outside.
Whenua was grumbling as usual about his share of the work, picking up stray branches, and dead leaves. With his arms full, he struggled back to the camp. When he came back, Onewa had stretched one of his armored legs out. Not having seen it, Whenua stumbled and tripped, fire wood flying everywhere.
"Ooh! That's it!" he roared, picking the lounging Onewa up by his chest armor.
"Brother, set me down." He ordered, his Mask of Mind Control glowing.
Whenua's hard gaze met his as he fought the probing finger.
"Yes…." He finally spat out, lowering his shorter brother to the ground.
"Here. I'll help you pick up the firewood." Onewa offered, bending down and picking up a branch.
When Whenua's head was down, for he was picking up another branch, the naughty Toa of Stone cracked the branch in half upon the Toa of Earth's head, causing him to fall down.
"Ow!" he whined, rubbing his head.
"That's it, Carver! Your Toa days are numbered!" the angry Toa roared.
Onewa gave a gleeful yip and ran away from the rampaging Toa Brother.
While the two Toa of the ground ran around, Matau from high above saw the commotion and, not being happy with doing work, swooped lower, and chased Whenua around while flying low.
Nuju, who was now bent on picking up the logs Whenua had dropped, watched the commotion with displeasure.
"You know, unlike most people, YOU still have jobs to do as do we all! If I so much HEAR a single peep, I'll freeze you all and hang you for a Mauka Popsicle!" he shouted, giving his brothers his famous icy glare.
"Bu-" Matau tried to say, but something in Nuju glaring even harder( if that was possible) and his Crystal Spikes bared told him to shut his mouth.
He snorted, and began picking up logs again.
"Matau! Back as you were!" Nuju barked, not even looking up. "Whenua! Help me pick these up! Onewa! Fire-pit!"
Matau, grumbling, flew up to get more leaves while a grumpy Whenua picked up the logs.
Onewa rolled his eyes, and stomped his foot. A perfectly round hole appeared at Nuju's feet.
Rolling his eyes yet again, he made his way over to the shelter, and fell down, mask first, feet sticking out.
Now it was Nuju's turn to roll his eye. Why did his brother have to act so immature? They were like Matoran school-children! Only he and Nokama it seemed were old enough to do the task assigned to them.
Just then, the sparkling blue form of Nokama burst through the trees. In her arms were many exotic fruits.
Searching for a large leaf on the ground, she found one, picked it up using only the tip of her foot and placed it on a stump nearby.
Carefully dropping the food, she took a bit of flexible bark and wrapping the leaf around the food, tied it up.
"There. Now, will you report? Nuju, status." She said, ordering, but in a gentle manner.
Nuju stood up. "Onewa's done. Matau's…." he paused to look at the flying form of the Toa of Air, "Still flying….Whenua's done. Just a few more logs to gather. Onewa? You wouldn't mind making a little cover for the wood, now would you?"
Without saying anything, a slab of stone erupted from the ground with a nook for storing wood to keep it dry.
"Thank you, Onewa!" Nuju called in a mocking happy voice.
The Toa of Stone gave no reply.
"Everyone's done, except Vakama. He isn't back yet."
Nokama groaned. "I knew I should have taken that chore upon myself! No Ta-Matoran could ever sniff out fresh water! What have I done?"
In a sorrowing heap, she sat down and sighed.
Nuju came over and placed a comforting hand upon her shoulder.
"He'll be alright." He assured her.
With Vakama
"I knew I should have refused and let Nokama have this job!" complained a tired and frustrated Vakama.
He had been walking around in the dense jungle for what seemed like miles.
Sitting down, he decided to take a break.
All of a sudden, a beautifully eerie voice floated down like a soft cloud.
Vakama's ears pricked up to listen to it.
It was just a plain melody with no lyrics, but he felt entranced by it.
Getting back on his feet, he followed the beautiful melody through the jungle.
With every step, the music seemed to get louder, when finally, Vakama burst into a clearing.
There, standing in a waterfall, was another Toa, like him.
She was the one singing the song.
The Toa of Fire watched as the crystal clear water ran off her reddish orange armor and sparkled in the light.
His orange eyes sparred with conflicting feelings of inspecting the Toa, or leaving her alone.
Vakama's urge to inspect proved to be far greater than leaving her be.
Silently, he lifted his foot up and accidentally set it down on a twig.
It broke a loud SNAP, alerting the Toa to his presence.
He saw her mask whirl his way.
Both Toa locked eyes with the other for but a brief moment before the Toa opened her mouth and blew out a heavy sheet of steam that wafted around everything before it dissipated.
The female Toa was gone!
Vakama swung his head in all directions, but there was no denying it. The mysterious Toa had vanished into thin air.
Shoulders sagging, he made his way over to the waterfall. He stuck a cupped hand into and drew out water.
He drank the liquid to find out it was the most delicious and refreshing water he had ever tasted!
Vakama took a large leaf and dipped it into the cool water which he carried back to camp while using some of his elemental power, to burn some of the plants so he could find his way back.
When Vakama had traveled for an hour, but to him it felt like a few minutes, he came upon the campsite once again.
Nokama's restless eyes helped her be the first one to spot him.
Joyfully, she leapt from where she was sitting and ran to greet her brother.
"Vakama! We've missed you!" she said, a happy tone in her voice.
She took the leaf that held the water from his hand and opened it up slightly.
"Good work, Vakama! This is the best water I've ever seen! How did you find it?" she asked.
Vakama smiled warmly. "That, my dear Sister, is something I'll reveal at the campfire."
Then looking at the logs Nuju had set up, he simply pointed at it, and they ignited.
He smiled and nearly skipping, went to find more work to do out in the jungle.
"What's he so happy-joy about?" asked a skeptical Matau from behind Nokama.
"I'm not sure…." The Toa of Water replied.
"All that searching for water must have cooked his head." Piped Onewa from behind.
"Perhaps he needs a break. Let him be, but if this continues, we will take action against it." Nokama said, attempting to make her brothers feel better.
If she were to tell the truth, she too had been frightened by Vakama's good mood. It seemed too good to be true.
The Toa of Water stared hard at the spot where the Toa of Fire had left the clearing.
During the campfire….
"…and then I came back here!" Vakama exclaimed at the campfire. It burned brightly in the chilly night air.
"That is an interesting story…" Nokama said, in an excited tone.
"A little TOO interesting if you ask me…" muttered Onewa.
He flinched under the Toa of Water's gaze.
"I think that's enough chit-chat. I took the liberty of weaving mats for each of us to sleep on. Who's up for keeping the first watch? I'll do it." Nokama said, usually being the first to help the team.
Nobody spoke out until a very evil idea slithered into Whenua's mind.
"I'll do it, Nokama." He spoke.
"Alright. Let's try and fall asleep. We don't want to leave without rest."
She stretched and padded for the shelter. It had been intelligently camouflaged so that it was practically invisible if one was seeing it from a bird's eye.
Hesitantly, the other Toa, except for Whenua followed Nokama.
Vakama was made to sleep in the middle, for his extreme temperature made sure no-one was caught in the cold.
Nuju slept on the outside, not minding the cold at all.
Only Onewa, Matau, and Nokama huddled around this heat source.
Matau, Nuju, Nokama, and Vakama had fallen asleep almost instantly.
Whenua smiled. This was the perfect time to activate his plan.
His eyes glinted evilly as his Mask of Night Vision flicked on, glowing as bright as the sun.
"Whenua! Cut it out!" called a grumpy Onewa.
Whenua shut his mask off, but then took the delight of flicking it on and off.
"Whenua! I'll tell Nokama!" the whiney Toa of Stone threatened.
Having had his fun, Whenua shut his mask off, and savored the joy of annoying his brother.
Behind the campsite…
Two shadows slid noiselessly toward the campsite.
They stopped, when they saw a bright light.
They crept ever closer only to see the black form of another Toa sitting, watching the site.
"There is another one." The shadow whispered.
"Yes, Sister. What shall we do?" another asked.
"Investigate."
YAYITH!!! First chapter done! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! WHOO HOO!!!!!
Domo Arigato for …who was it now? I forgot….Oh yeah! Thank you to Saya Moonshadow, and G'reth the Air Dragon for proof-reading the story to perfect it! Gracias!!!!!