Bleh. I felt like writing this. Deal. 'Tis chapter one: Drama!

"Katarii! KATARII!" The Fire Toa's cries echoed through the dark tunnel as he frantically searched for the water Toa. "Mata Nui, where are you, sister?"

The only other sounds were his heavy panting and his footsteps pounding on the stone under them. It had been hours since he had last seen her, minutes since he woke from the painful unconsciousness caused by the betrayal from his former brother, Toa Nidhiki, the Toa of Air.

Lhikan neared the corner, a dim beam of light visible around the other side. He skidded to avoid crashing into the wall, then immediately ran forward down this new passage.

But this sudden burst of speed did not last long. He stopped so short his legs flew forward and he fell to his back, catching himself with his hands at the last second.

Onu-Metru lay in ruins before him. Stone domes that once held precious artifacts were nothing more than rubble on the cavern floor. The small stream was blocked by fallen stones at one end, causing water to form an inch-deep pool around the Metru. The small, dark grey bodies of Onu-Matoran lay strewn about like discarded objects. Lightstones were knocked from their poles, scattered on the ground, illuminating the bodies and rubble they lay amongst.

Lhikan could do little more than shake his head in despair at the sight that lay before him.

'No,' he thought. 'How could a Toa possibly cause this carnage?'

He pushed himself to his feet and marched forward into the Metru, careful to tread around the bodies.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" he shouted.

His cry was replied with a weak moan coming from under a large slab of stone, supported slightly by smaller boulders. Immediately he rushed over. "Fear not, friend. Help has arrived."

With a mighty heave, he lifted the massive rock free and peered at the body that had been trapped under it.

At once he let out a cry of despair. "Onawe!" He cleared the stones and knelt beside the Toa of Earth. "No, by the Spirit, not you too."

He placed one hand gently under the Toa's back and lifted him onto his knees. Onawe's mask had been shattered, and the left part of it was missing entirely. He moaned weakly.

"No, please, brother. Stay with me." Lhikan grasped his brother's hand. "You'll be alright," he said, choking back tears. He knew this was a lie. Onawe's body was injured beyond any healing.

Struggling with his last bit of life, Onawe lifted his head to look into his brother's eyes. Seeing, this, the fire Toa supported Onawe's head with is arm. He had to tell him, he had one last duty to perform before he could rest.

"K--Kre---" He shuddered with the pain in his chest. Lhikan did not silence him. He knew what the Toa was trying to say with his last breath was important.

With one strong gasp, he uttered the word forward. "Krekka."

Lhikan's heart fell with despair. "So… Nidhiki has destroyed brother Krekka as well?" He could not recall reports of the mutated Toa in Ko-Metru.

Onawe shook his head slightly. "N-no." He inhaled sharply. "Kre-Krekka, an-n-nd Nidhik-k-ki."

Lhikan's face fell, his mouth agape. "Another of our brothers has fallen into Makuta's grasp?"

Onawe nodded and gave a slight smile, glad that his brother had understood him. Lhikan knows his duty, he thought. He will see to it to be done. The stone Toa inhaled shakily, painfully one last time, and let out a long, slow breath. His eyes and heart light faded at the same time. His entire body had gone limp in his brother's arms.

The fire Toa's head fell, his face was dark. There were shadows were his eyes should have been. He held his fallen comrade tighter, and let his forehead fall on Onawe's chest.

His shoulders were shaking violently. He let the tears come. He didn't deny them. He wanted them to come. Onawe was gone, possibly Katarii as well. No one had heard from Wakato since the destruction of his own village. Nidhiki and now Krekka, the former Ice Toa, had given themselves up to Makuta in search of greater personal gain.

He gently laid Onawe's body back on the ground, placing his hands ceremoniously over his chest. He got up and backed away a few steps, until he was finally able to tear his eyes away from him and run down another tunnel, wiping the tears from his hatred-covered face, ignoring the concerned faces of the little Matoran survivors that flashed by. He would find his sister, and he would destroy the creatures who were no longer his brothers.

He swore to this. On the honor of Mata Nui and his deceased brother, he would undo the destruction brought upon his land.

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