Author's note:
Hi Flamespirits6 here,
This is a note to let you guys know that I am still writing this story. When, I started this story, I was Primary 5 and was just thinking that I could write without planning anything at all. This thinking was cause due to my tight schedule and preparation for my big exams. Now, that I have found out my mistakes, I shall try again to rewrite this story and make it better. I would like to thank the people who have favoured and followed this story and would like to ask them to continue reading this story. I would like to also thank the people who have kindly pointed out my mistakes and would like to ask them to read the chapter below to help me to know about my improvements and mistakes in the chapter.

Thank you all for reading my story and I will like you guys to continue reading the story. Now here is the new prologue and chapter 1 of Bionicle apprentices: The sixth apprentice!

Bionicle apprentices: The sixth apprentice

Prologue

A mysterious blue figure entered an enormous room and walked towards a gong at the very far end of the room. She picked up a mallet and hit the gong, announcing, "Let all the great spirits gather here in the great hall of elements beneath the twin suns". At the first ring of the gong, spirits began to appear at once, one after another. Once settled, another blue figure started shouting, "I knew it! I knew this would happen. We all knew!"

She turned her angry gaze across the whole room, glaring at every assembled spirits. Some of the assembled spirit lowered their eyes avoiding her glare. "That's enough, Makama! Of course, we knew this would happen. But, what could we do? We can't exactly change the inevitable!" The mysterious blue figure said.

Makama angrily glared at the mysterious blue spirit and snarled, "But we still could have done something like sending a sign to them or send a vision to..."

"We did," the blue spirit interrupted. Glaring back at Makama, she continued, "But what could she do? Even she knew that she could do nothing but wait"

Makama stared back at the blue spirit before sighing in defeat. "I know," Makama replied, "I just can't stand being powerless to do anything". A sad distanced glint entered Makama's eyes as she lowered her head. A black spirit next to her put his hand on her shoulder and muttered words of comfort into her ear.

The blue figure looked at the mourning spirit with little sympathy before turning her gaze across the assembled spirits She then announced, "Since we have done all we can do to help the Matoran, Toa and the Turaga." She paused, silently gathering her thoughts before continuing, "It is now time for us to put our faith in them and hope that they are able to prevent this dark, cruel future from happening".

Makama looked up and questioned, "And if it is not enough, Visha? Then, what should we do?"

Visha turned her hardened gaze towards the spirit and replied darkly, "Then, we would have to watch our people suffer and welcome our newest members with open arms".

Chapter 1: Beginning

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" The alarm clock continued to ring until a hand slammed it. A tired yawn sounded throughout the room before a dazed gaze looked at the alarm clock's face. The owner of the gaze groaned and dropped her head back onto her pillow. Great, the first day of school! Just great! Must be why I am having the "bad feeling" again Flame pondered as she stared at her bedroom ceiling. Flame glanced at the clock once more and sighed. Well, better get out of bed or I will be late for school. Raising out of her bed, she left her bedroom and entered her family bathroom. Turning the sink tap on, she started filling her cup. Flame looked up and stared at her mirror reflection. Suddenly, an image of her dreams flashed through her mind. Flame quickly shook her head and splashed some water onto her face, trying to rid of the image.

Now walking to the bus stop, Flame stared at the sky, lost in her own thoughts. What's up with all these crazy dreams? First time, I'm having them and they are quite clear too. Flame let out a soft, frustrated sigh and rubbed her forehead. Hearing a loud beep, she opened her eyes and saw the last of the passengers boarding the public bus. Flame quickly rushed up the bus and got on just in time. Finding a seat, she sat down and observed the scenery. She slowly got more and more frustrated as she thought about some of her troubles in school. Covering her face with her hand that was supporting her chin, she took in long, deep breaths to calm herself down. Well, if I survived in school for this long, then I might be able to handle a few more years. It's not like something crazy is going to happen..., I hope. Flame smiled in a mix of self-mockery and amusement.

After arriving at the school hall, Flame put down her bag at her class position and walked up towards a person. Once making sure that the person was the one who she was searching for, Flame started to run, shouting, "Hey, Chet!"

Hearing his name being called, Chet turned around and greeted Flame with a smile. Just as Flame stooped in front of him panting, Chet noticed something different about her appearance. Chet pointed at Flame's hair and asked, "Flame, What's with the new look and are you trying to break the school rules like usual?"

Chet watched as Flame's grin slowly faded away and raised her hand to touch her hair. Flame gasped as she realised what she had forgotten. "Oh shit, I forgot to tie my hair into a ponytail," Flame cried out loud. Chet barely held back his laughter as he watched Flame complained about how her changed appearance would attract more boys in addition to the amount of trouble it might have caused. Once he had watched enough of Flame's exaggerated complaints, he distracted his best pal by asking, "So Flame, want to kick the tree at the garden again?"

Noting the change in topic, Flame tied her hair and replied, "Why not? Let's go." As they walked down towards the garden, Flame felt her best friend's curiosity rising. Looking back, Flame questioned her pal, "What? What are you so curious about?"

Surprised at the sudden accurate question, Chet asked, "Why kick the tree, what did it do to you?"

Flame raised her eyebrows and laughed. Glancing at her friend, she replied, "I just want to get one of its thin, long branches to use it as a mock sword, not trying to kill the tree." Chet shook his head, remembering that Flame has always been a tomboy ever since, he first met her. She is also more adventurous than most boys. Then again, he thought she is more daring than most boys too, consisting that she has done things that are scary and crazy even to us boys, like touching a dead fish's gills while the whole class just freaked out during science class. As he watched Flame's back, he began to admire her, believing that Flame was completely unaware of his gaze. Suddenly, he bumped into Flame and nearly fell onto his butt. Looking up, he saw Flame standing still and became very wary, frightened that he was caught. However, Flame unexpectedly started to back up, signalling for Chet to do the same. Chet stared at her cluelessly and asked, "Why?"

Flame frantically pointed her finger at something in front of them. Chet turned his head and found a very unpleasant surprise. A pair of very mischievous eyes peering behind a pair of glasses was staring at him . Chet groaned. It was Flame's classmates, Thorndike, one of the most annoying students in school or at least that was what anyone had assumed from past experiences. He could annoy people after encouraging them to listen to less than ten minutes (or was it seconds?) of his ranting nonsense. Just as Thorndike was about to start one of his usual rants, Chet felt a tap on his shoulder. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw Flame holding up three fingers while the other hand pointed towards the hall. Chet understood the message and nodded. Once, Thorndike became too focused on his rant, the two pals dashed off.

Once they arrived at the hall, they slowed into a walk and stopped at their class positions, panting. Then, they both burst into fits of laughter. "I can't believe we pull that off," Chet exclaimed.

"I know and the best thing is that he didn't even notice that we were gone," Flame continued. Trying to stop her laughter, Flame let out a few last chuckles and looked back in the direction that they had come from. She frowned a bit and said, "But, I still feel bad about leaving him behind though".

Chet stopped laughing and stared at Flame before commenting, "You are getting too soft, Flame. Relax, will you?!"

Flame glared at Chet and retorted, "I am not soft".

"Sorry, Flame but, I agree with Chet on this one," A voice spoke out from behind the two pals.

Flame whipped around and asked, "And since when did you join in, Dan?"

Dan chuckled and answered, "Just now. Oh! By the way, how is Jamie?" Flame smiled, knowingly about the close bond that Dan and another good pal, Jamie shared. She silently wished that she was not the only girl in their group called "the pals". Mentally shoving those thoughts out of her head, Flame stared at Dan and was about to reply before her usual fan group came out of nowhere and surrounded the three friends. Flame huffed and struggled to get out of the swarm of crazed fans. As she struggled, she sighed mentally in her head. Great, here comes my usual dose of problems again. Continuing her struggle, she managed to escape, just to be rammed over by another person. Landing on her butt, Flame opened her eyes and saw her classmate, Grabriello standing in front of her.

"Flame!Pleasehelp!ThorndikeandedwinoarefightingagainandIdon'tknowwhattodo….," Grabriello rambled. Flame, not understanding a single word that Grabriello was saying, held up her hand signalling for a stop. Immediately, Gabriello stopped in mid-sentence and clamped his mouth. Flame glared at him at him, commanding, "Gabriello, slow down and repeat your sentences again. And remember! Slowly!"

Trembling slightly at Flame's intimidating glare, Grabriello repeated his sentence and was soon begging Flame to come over and help. Flame closed her eyes, took a deep breath and motioned for Grabriello to lead her. Happy at the reply, Grabiello took off with Flame at his side. Arriving at the scene, Flame could hear faints sounds of a stupid argument between two people. Well, considering it's the usual pair, Thorndike and Edwino, it is probably one of their stupid arguments again she concluded. Her conclusion turned out to be correct when two people came into view, both almost ready to grab each other's throats. Pushing through a small crowd, Flame jumped between them and demanded, "Stop this silly fight right now".

Thorndike and schoolmate, Edwino stopped their argument, surprised at Flame's sudden appearance. They remained silent for a few brief moments before starting to blame each other and protest about being the cause of the fight. Flame stared at them with a bored expression as she heard words like 'beetle' and 'hurricane' coming out of Thorndike's mouth, obviously trying to insult Edwino. This is getting ridiculous. Flame watched the 'fight' for a few more seconds before shouting, "Alright, that's it! I don't care about what or who started the fight! You two will exchange apologises with each other. Now!"

After the exchange of reluctant apologises, Flame faced the crowd, glaring at them. "Alright, show over," she shouted, "All of you go back to your class immediately" With loads of unhappy mutters and grumbling, the small crowd slowly begin to disperse. Then, Flame felt a hand landing on her shoulder. Whipping around, she was ready to growl at the owner when she found the rest of her 'gang', waiting for her. Flame let a grin spread throughout her face and greeted her friends, "Hey guys, what's up?"

Jamie stared at her with an astonished expression and replied, "What's up?! What's up is our usual astonishment of why you have not become a student councillor yet or hell, even a class monitor!"

Flame tilted her head slightly in seemly innocent confusion, "And what's makes you think that I can be a class leader?"

"Oh well, let's see here. Calming the class down in panicking situations, stopping fights, speaking out against a crowd, oh let's not forget about standing up against bullies to protect others and…" Jamie answered, counting his fingers as he listed the past events where Flame's leadership skills had shone through.

After a few minutes of Jamie's growing list, Flame exclaimed, making a cross with her hands, "Alright, stop, enough!" Letting out an exhausted sigh, Flame shrugged and simply said, "There are many reasons why I'm not a student councillor like I'm a tomboy and not many teachers think that I am capable unlike Harmon and so on."

Before any of them could make a move, the bell rang. The group exchanged quick goodbyes and were leaving for their classrooms. Suddenly, Flame felt a cold stare sending chills down her spine. She whirled around and looked around frantically, seeing nothing but an empty hall. As she searched, she felt someone tapping on her shoulder. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw her fourth good pal, Harmon with a worried expression on his face. Flame shook her head and gave Harmon a reassuring smile. They started walking towards their destination. Just before Flame left the hall, she gave the place one last look, still finding nothing within sight. Strange, I was sure that someone was there, watching me. Flame raised her eyebrows slightly as the pondering thought left her mind. Soon, an unknown presence opened its eyes and sent its hateful glare to the clueless girl.

Author's note:

Sorry, that the chapter is very short. I will try to make the next one longer.

P.S.

A gong is an East and South East Asian musical percussion instrument that takes the form of a flat metal disc which is hit with a mallet.