Hello there guys. This isn't my first attempt at a fanfiction, but it is my first attempt at one for PR and at a crossover. I've tried to write it so that the Bionicle stuff dosen't feature too heavily as I am using a lot of my own characters who have a bit of their own back story. In addition I am using an alternative timeline for Bionicle. Instead of all being setteling on Bara Magna after the Makuta's defeat, there is a delay where they return to Mata Nui's body and they fight a rougue Makuta called Sorrowix who causes the destruction of the Great Spirit's body and the subsequent evacuation to Bara Magna.
After the start though anyone can hopefully pick it. From the Bionicle point of view this story begins 1500 years after the destiny war, while from the Rangers side it takes place just before the first movie/the Ninja quest storyline.
I hope you enjoy this fic and if you have any questions please ask away.
Now on with the show...
In a time, before time, long before all you could imagine, there was a world where legends were real. This world was protected by mighty heroes who wielded the power of the very elements. Fire, water, ice, earth, stone and air and more were at their command. These heroes were known as Toa. The Toa defended this world for tens of thousands of years. But finally, their greatest challenge came. The Makuta, beings who were once sworn to protect the innocent rebelled against the great spirit and sent him into a deep slumber. For 1000 years the Makuta reigned supreme over the world. But the forces of good were not yet beaten. Under the command of Toa Helryx of the order of Mata Nui, the forces of the Toa, Dark Hunters and the armies of the warrior Rimara Nui rose up in one final war known as the Destiny war. After much sacrifice, the Makuta were defeated and scattered. Many of the Toa and their allies perished in the war and the subsequent rampage of the necromantic Makuta Sorrowix. Even the body of the Great Spirit, the world the Toa and their charges had known since their creation was destroyed, forcing the inhabitants to colonise the desert planet of Bara Magna. Centuries of relative peace have passed since then and the Bionicle races have flourished on their new home. But, evil does not always stay dead. And if there is one thing we know, it is that light cannot exists without shadow, just as shadow cannot exist without light.
Hidden deep within the mountains, an ancient evil awakened. At this stage it could not remember much. Only that it had once been dead as it was now not. It could not see or feel, but it knew. And it was patient. A being with an undetermined life span was infinitely patient. Before it sent its self into what accounted for sleep it remembered one new thing. It was not alone. If it could now come back then one of its brothers had lived. And very soon he and his brotherhood would once more bring about their reign of shadows.
Ezekiel, the son of Rimara Nui stepped down from the small maglev carriage which had carried him from the centre of New Metru Nui to the Turaga's mountain top facility. It was an honour that few were granted more than once. Ezekiel was fortunate in that it was his fifth visit this month. He stepped out of the station and out on to the mountain, taking a moment to let the suns' rays beat down on his bio-mechanical form. The sun glinted off the hard lines of his golden external armour components as well as the dark red metal of his natural armour and his dark silver mechanical components. They grey flesh of his organic muscles and flesh could be seen between the gaps of his dark red body but the organic parts were more prominent on his arms where the large muscles blended seamlessly with pistons, wires and armour. Upon his face sat the familiar form of his golden Kanohi Hau, his mask of shielding. The living metal of the mask moved as his face, enhancing the already handsome bio-mechanical features. He smiled as he felt the suns warmth on his body. He adjusted the great sword that was slung over his back and started to walk to the entrance to the facility. He paused for a moment to admire the view over the city. It closely resembled the shape of the original island city. But it was larger and sat in a fertile U-shaped valley rather than a silver protodermis sea. The rush of air over wings snapped him out of his reverie as the white and black form of his sister, Ismene landed lightly beside him. Ismene was Ezekiel's twin but there were certain differences between them. Where Ezekiel's armour was gold and dark red, hers was black and white. Where he lacked elemental powers, she had inherited their father's control over Electricity. And where Ezekiel had inherited his mothers fierce temper, Ismene was always calm and controlled when it mattered, just like their father. The most obvious difference between them was the fact that Ismene sported a pair of jet black bio-mechanical wings. She folded them loosely against her back before hugging her brother.
"Your a little late sis." he pointed out. She pulled away and a mock snarl marred features presented by her noble Ruru, the mask of nigh vision.
"I'm here ain't I? What more do you want Zeke?" She said and with her brother at her side they walked into the facility.
They navigated the halls for a good half hour before coming to a massive door on the bottom most level. The scanner by its side instantly recognised their DNA and admitted them. The chamber beyond was a new edition to the facility. It had been specifically to contain and allow the study of one thing. In the centre, hanging silently in the air and swirling with energy was a massive vortex like portal. At least they thought it was a portal. Ezekiel and Ismene had had very little to do with the portal project and the Turaga, though they were their friends, had been very tight lipped on the subject. Currently the chamber was vacant except of one being. Gazing up at the portal was Turaga Vakama. The leader of Metru Nui. He turned when he heard the twins and his the aged lines of his mask lifted in a smile.
"Ezekiel, Ismene. I am glad you are here. I trust your journey was uneventful?" He asked politely.
"Yes Turaga," answered Ismene.
"Good good. Now come. We have much to discuss." Said Vakama as he adjusted his orange robe and led them into a work room leading off from the chamber. He gestured two comfortable chairs to them and took his own. The walls were bare rock, save for a few computer consoles. Ezekiel was the first to speak.
"May I ask why we are here Turaga? We are not involved with your portal project."
"But I would like you to be. I have a mission for you two if you are interested." said the Turaga as he gestured to a screen behind him. A loading screen appeared and the Turaga spoke as it progressed.
"Some months ago, one of our scout teams made a discovery on the other side of the portal. As you know, there is a whole civilisation of organic creatures behind there but until know we had believed them to defenceless. We were wrong. This video was taken by one of the team members."
The video the Turaga was talking about began to play. There was a battle taking place between two groups. One group consisted of ugly, grey skinned creatures. The others were more interesting. There were six of them in bright coloured suits with matching black visored helmets. There colours were red, blue, black, yellow and pink and a white one who looked like the leader from the gold detailing on his helmet and the armoured breast plate he wore. As Ezekiel watched, he noticed that their helmets were modelled to resemble ferocious creatures. They fought with a level of skill which the three present had rarely witnessed. Very quickly they defeated their foes and with that the video ended.
"Who were they?" Asked Ismene.
"They call themselves the Power Rangers. From what we can tell they are normal humans who, when in dangers can activate extraordinary powers and weapons." Explained the Turaga.
"So they are like Toa?" Asked Ezekiel.
"Yes they are. Although they lack elemental powers." Ezekiel snorted at this.
"If they lack elemental powers then how can they be compared to Toa?"
"As I said Ezekiel, they have access to extraordinary weapons. They also have colossal assault vehicles resembling animals from their world." said the Turaga, slightly annoyed at the warriors dismissive attitude.
"What is it you would like us to do Turaga?" Asked Ismene, also annoyed at her brothers behaviour.
The Turaga withdrew a small metal box and opened it. Inside there was a small device. It was obviously meant to be worn on the wrist and it was shaped like the symbol of the three virtues, the emblem of the now united Bionicle races. The central circle representing Destiny was more pronounced; it was obviously meant to serve as a button and the whole thing was made of highly polished metal.
"The rangers use devices called morphers to access their suits and abilities. Using data we have gathered we have created this, our mimicry morpher."
"What does it do?" Asked Ezekiel, now more interested.
"This will automatically analyse every aspect of the rangers powers and record it. It will also create for the wearer their own set of ranger powers which will allow them to fight along side the rangers to better analyse their abilities." Said Vakama.
"But we have the Toa. Why do want to study these heroes?" the question this time came from Ismene. Vakama sighed.
"Weeks ago I received a new vision from the great spirit. I saw two worlds, one I recognised as Bara Magna, the other I would guess to be the human world. They were both suddenly enveloped by a great shadow. But on the human world there stood a small group of young people in a tiny spark of light. Though the devices were different I recognised that each had a morpher on their wrist. When they morphed, they were enveloped in a white light and the darkness was banished. I know that this must be the future and that these young people are connected to the Bionicle in some way." Said Vakama, a tired look on his mask.
"What do you require of us Turaga? Which of us will carry the morpher?" Asked Ezekiel.
"Neither of you will carry it. The morpher draws its power from the same source as the ranger's morphers. The latent elemental abilities of the Bionicle races interfere with this connection. We can not use it. That is why you must find a human who is willing to fight along side these power rangers."
The dark intelligence which had been reforming for so many months once more regained consciousness. And now it was true consciousness. It could think. It could feel and it could remember everything. It experimentally opened its eyes and was greeted by harsh light filtering through some sort of green liquid. He screwed his eyes shut. Sight was difficult. Before he had been "killed" he had been blind for several weeks. Almost as soon as he had shut his eyes he felt the liquid drain away. Whatever had been keeping it in place was still surrounding him. He grinned in grim satisfaction as he lashed out with clawed limbs and felt glass shatter. He once more opened his eyes was greeted with a great sight. Before him stood members of his lost family. Vamprah, Chirox, Novex, Mutran and his sister Gorast. Mutran handed him his fanged Kanohi Jutlin as he stepped from the shattered tube and said to him.
"Welcome back to your life, Makuta Antroz."
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