Bloody Toa

Bloody Toa.

Yes, silly them. She was tall like a Toa, had mask and elemental powers like a Toa, but she wasn't a Toa. She was a tall Matoran. A tall Av-Matoran, but still. A Matoran at heart. Not that she couldn't be brave like a Toa. She just wasn't. A Toa, I mean.

Rhymaki Avhorem sighed and swatted at the narrator. "I admit," She said boredly, "that I am getting bored with the angst. Can someone come haul me out of this tunnel now, since you insist that I must be rescued? However, since you are the all-powerful narrator and know exactly who my, ah, "special" person will be, can it not be them? That's cheesy."

The narrator, being partial to some cheesy romance, sighed. "All right. I've moved you from a cave collapse to the Metru Nui to Mata Nui passageway. Someone should be along shortly."

"Fabulous."


Takanuva was bored. Really bored. He'd been clearing Rahi from the passageway in preparation for the Matoran to move to Metru Nui, and it was boring work. He hadn't found anything worrisome, except for a very rude word scraped into the rock. Tahu had solved that problem.

Now, he could hear a noise. The voice was distinctly female, and singing. Taka knew the song, but the girl's voice was all wrong. The tone was almost flippant, highly unsuitable for a song, from what the Toa of Light could hear, about unrequited love.

He ventured closer and turned a corner. In the "corridor" beyond it was a Toa. She was white and gold-orange, wearing a Hau, and lying on her back, staring at the ceiling.

"What do you want?"

Takanuva jumped. Somehow he hadn't been expecting her to speak. "Why are you lying there?"

The girl-Toa sighed. "Waiting to be rescued. I could get out of here myself, but the lovely narrator insisted. I made a bargain. I stay here, but cut on the meeting my true love, whoever that is, being knee-deep in carnivorous Rahi, and behaving like a Mary-Sue."

Taka stared at her for a few seconds. "What's a Mary-Sue?"

"You really don't want to know. Hey, can you help me?"

"Do what?"

Glare. Taka stepped back uneasily. "Achieve the purpose of the narrative. Sadly, the narrator is too busy being an asshole to tell me what that is, so can you help me by towing me along whatever random errand you're running."

"Uh. Okay."

Don't kill me. :P I think Taka may be a bit OC and my details may be a tad off, but I had damn fun writing this. Welcome the Toa Rhetora- Rhymaki of the Fourth Wall, Saharem of Flawed Characters/Mary Sues-Gary Stus, Lihept of Plot Bunnies, Mihaka of Plot Advancement, Jathis of Cliffhangers, and Nawt (geddit? Nought!) of Narration. As you can see, Nawt pisses Rhymaki off in a big way. Mihaka and Rhymaki are female, the rest are male.