Chapter 1: Rift
The hallway twisted and turned, the end nowhere. Brutaka, counting doors, sprinted down it. 144, 145, 146. Ah! Here we are! 147. He reached his target door. The yellow and blue titan fumbled around with a small gray card, with some orange highlights. He inserted it into the slot in the side of the doorway.
The door swung open a brilliant yellow light bathing Brutaka. He grinned, reaching into the closet. He pulled out an orange triangle, about the size of a bowling ball. "The Vahi," he breathed. He shut the door, and walked towards the exit.
After about twenty minutes, he came to he entrance. Thrusting open the door, he peered out. Deciding it was safe, he stepped out into the open. He turned the mask of time in his hands. He brought it up to his face, a faint grin evident through his own Olmak. He slid it under his mask. It fit perfectly. That's when the door swung open.
Axonn wasn't that interested in anything these days. After all, spending ten thousand years on an island that barely anybody knows about is one the more boring pastimes in the universe.
He was, however, intrigued by the news that a matoran had seen a gold and blue figure enter a mountain cave. He knew the figure the matoran spoke of. It was his old friend, Brutaka.
However, Brutaka had made some... unwise... decisions. He had allied with the Piraka, brutal creatures enslaving the local matoran. Axonn's investigation had led to the discovery of a small hidden cave entrance in the side of Mount Valmai. He, following his instincts, stepped into the cave.
It was a shallow cave, it ended about an eighth of a kio in. It ended with a door,
with a symbol on it. Axonn had seen that symbol before. Something from long ago... Ah! He thought It's the emblem of the Order of Mata Nui! He swung open the door.
Brutaka looked up to Axonn, who was standing in the doorway in front of him.
"Axonn," He muttered, just loud enough for his old friend to hear.
"Brutaka," Axonn began, "What are you doing here?
"Just a little errand for those skakdi," Brutaka replied.
Axonn's eyes darkened, his face contorted with rage.
"Those... monsters... are bringing down what the matoran have spent hundreds of years building up! I thought you would never stoop so low as to enslave matoran!" Axonn yelled, lifting his ax off of his back.
"I'm sorry it had to come to this," said Brutaka coolly, while drawing his sword.
Axonn took a step back. Brutaka took a step forward, sneering maliciously. Axonn swung low at Brutaka's legs, Brutaka barely dodging it. Brutaka twirled his sword around a bit, and swung, only to be parried by the large ax. Grimacing from the impact, Brutaka stepped back. He was then slammed in the face by the flat of the ax. Collapsing to the floor, he groaned.
"It all ends now, Brutaka!" shouted Axonn, bringing his weapon down at his former friend's face. As a last resort, Brutaka called on the powers of the Vahi. Everything went into slow motion. Unfortunately for the gold and blue titan, 'everything' included himself. He reached up slowly, but it was to late. The ax met its mark, splitting open Brutaka's mask and the Vahi underneath.
Blue bolts of energy flew up into the air, mingling with other bolts and striking the walls and ceiling. A bluish-green portal opened up in front of their eyes, and they caught sight of a being with silver optics, soft armor, and short black and red fibers cascading from the top of its head. The image flickered and faded into an image of a Ga-matoran, wearing a noble Kakama.
A/N – So, this is my first fanfiction, its a cross between two of my most favorite things in the world. I plan on continuing this for quite a while, but I want to know what you think. R&R please.