The Return of Makuta Teridax
..::PROLOGUE::..
Teridax opened his eyes, although all he saw was Darkness... No, not darkness. He was blind. There was no sound either, so Teridax assumed he was deaf as well. None of his senses seemed to be working properly.
Am i dead? Perhaps not.
Teridax moved what he assumed was his right arm. He was beginning to regain his senses. The Makuta could hear a faint buzzing. A dim, golden light began to filter over him, and he saw that he was no longer in the Great Spirit Robot. He was a Makuta once again; Black armor covering dark-red arms and legs, black wings, and a mask of shadows over his face.
I suppose the true question now is WHERE AM I?
He realized he was lying on his back, on a stone floor. Shakily, he got to his feet.
I'm still weak from my… Defeat. Mata Nui will pay for this insult…
The once-mighty Makuta brushed himself off, he had no idea how long he had been lying there, but it was long enough to cause dust to gather on himself. He looked around the room. It was a circular, stone chamber with a skylight, and scraps of metal and broken weapons lying around.
Perhaps a keep created by the Toa?
Teridax walked over to a heap of destroyed weapons and armor. He quickly fashioned himself a spear, to resemble the one he had owned before his great downfall.
There was no exit to what Teridax assumed was a cell. He smirked. That wouldn't be for long. He activated his mask of shadows. Teridax aimed his newly-crafted weapon at a wall, and he released a devastating blast of pure shadow at it. The wall blew apart as if there had been a bomb planted in it.
Teridax stepped out of the ragged opening he had created, and examined his surroundings with a triumphant smile…