NuclearAlchmist: Hello, Everyone! Sorry for being out for over a year, School and general life caught up with me. Hehe… Well, I suppose I should explain what you are about to read. SeekerMeeker and I have been working on this since late December. He isn't here because he has his own daily schedule and has to work on Girls Wild Rise: Endangered Warfare, which is his own work. I recommend you check it out if you are interested in a fantasy twist on Girls und Panzer.
Oh, and also watch some of Brains4Breakeast's videos on YouTube to see what I mean by "Polandball" down below.
Anyways, enough talking, let's get-
Gendo (From NGE): Excuse me, but where did Southampton go?
NuclearAlchmist: It's not here, Mr. Ikari. AND THIS IS NOT THE RIGHT FANFICTION, GO MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!
Gendo: …How rude. You are well aware that I can sue you, correct?
NuclearAlchmist: Yes, I am aware, but are YOU aware that I can call my security, Hydraxon, and have him arrest you?
[Surprised, he considers his options for a moment, then walks away]
NuclearAlchmist: …Sorry, Gendo does that every so often, even though I've toold him that "Nights to Remember" is now on indefinite hiatus until further notice.
Anyways, as I was saying, let's get this fanfiction going.
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WARNING: Bionicle and Polandball SHARE a common universe, just so you're not confused.
Also: 1 year to us (humans) is 365 MONTHS to the Country-balls.
Also, please don't be turned off by long lines of dialogue, as there are a few in this chapter. In case you are, please turn around and look at another story. NOW.
You have been warned.
1863, Indian Territory, USA...
[USA-ball is training his state-balls to fight against the rebelling CSA-ball near some ruins. After successfully capturing the Mississippi River, the Confederate Territory is cut in half. USA ball plans on reclaiming Texas-ball in one large offensive move. He paces back and forth in front of Kentucky-ball, Ohio-rawr, New York-ball, West Virginia-ball and Wisconsin-ball, who are lined up side-to-side like an actual army regiment would be. Meanwhile, Kansas-ball is studying nearby ruins, something that USA-ball completely fails to notice. The ruins consist of a spire nearly identical to the Washington Monument, except that it was dark grey, half the size, and that it has symbols all over the sides of it. A circular area surrounding the spire of about 25 ft. is made of the same material (which archeologists have been unable to identify), and also has the same symbols. In the edges of the circle are 6 smaller, identical spires to the central one, except round at the edges, and (again) covered in symbols all over.]
USA: Boys, we are at the verge of an event that can change the course of this war. We have the enemy cut in half. This is our chance to take them- (USA-ball notices Kansas-ball (Finally!)) Kansas! *Yelling* Get back over here! You need to know what our objective is!
Kansas: (Looks over towards the others, half-shouting) Dad, I thought I told you that I am taking a break from the front lines. I'm using this time to research these ancient ruins. (he turns to face a 7-ball (Native American), who's holding some tools for him) with some help of the townspeople, of course. Can you not mind your own business?
USA: Do you think we have time for SIGHTSEEING? We have a war to fight! Now I'll say it again; get back here and LISTEN to what I have to say!
[Right there and then, a scout, who looks exactly like USA-ball, but much smaller, smaller than even the State-balls, comes running towards USA-ball from the side.]
Union Scout: Sir! We have confederate troops approaching from the south! And they look like they are ready to fire their cannons at any moment!
[cue 5 seconds of stunned silence from everyone]
New York: 00 … (breaks the silence) Well F**k me.
USA: (he turns to face the state-balls present (bar Kansas)) Ok boys, Defensive Positions! *beat* Again! We have a change of plans; Keep those damn slave holders from capturing this base at all costs! [he starts walking right towards the confederate armies]
Wisconsin: Wait, Sir!
USA: [briefly turns around to face the state-balls] I am going to have some personal business with Texas. [cue: sounds of cannon fire and high-pitched screeching noises] Oh, and brace for the artillery and cannon fire! [said cannon fire starts hitting their base.]
[Music cue: Sariel by Two Steps From Hell]
[We then cut to where the incoming Cannon fire is coming from, which is only about 450 yards away. We see confederate soldiers (who, like the American scout, are very small balls, except with the CSA flag on them instead of the Union flag) manning them, with a rouge Texas-ball commanding them. 2 Months earlier, (in human time, only 2 days, as a day in human time is equal to 30 Days in this world), he had been told by a visiting Native American that he would have bad luck after he bought an artifact to keep for himself. Texas-ball did not heed her warning; Just 'days' later, the union armies secured the entire Mississippi River, cutting him off from CSA-ball.
[He has heard rumors that the union base is standing right on top of some powerful otherworldly weapon that could change the tide of the war. CSA-ball wouldn't believe this, but Texas-ball, having been foretold of bad luck, and his contacts with him severed when the river was captured, is desperate, and believes the rumors. A confederate field marshal runs up aside him.]
Confederate Marshal: (shouting over the cannon fire) Sir, are you sure that this weapon you talk about is here!?
Texas: (also shouting, in his own accent) Affirmative, mate. I'm a-sure of it! As soon as I give the signal, yer troops will storm the outpost and-
USA: (in the distance) SOOONNN!
Texas: *sigh* Oh boy… looks like he wants to 'teach me a lesson' again. [he faces the marshal] Take over for me.
Confederate Marshal: (confused) What? 'Take over?' What do ya mean 'Take over'? [without answering him, Texas-ball goes to confront his adopted father. Meanwhile, the union armies start firing back on the confederates.] … God help us. (The marshal screams to his men over the loud "cracks" of rifle and cannon fire from both sides) Men! Give the boss some cover!
Confederate Soldier-balls: Affirmative, Sir!
[we cut back to USA-ball confronting Texas-ball in the middle of the battlefield. Around them, both armies clash.]
USA: You sure are quite a rebellious fellow, son. However, that will not save you from what's coming from me.
Texas: Dad, why can't ya just let us go on with our normal lives? Seriously though, just what is wrong with holding ya own property?
USA: Because that 'property' of yours is people. People are NOT property. My constitution states that all men are equal, that includes slaves. The only reason we kept slavery was that, back in the day, it was vital to our economy. But son, times have changed once again. Our economy is industrialized, and the inhumane ownership of Africans cannot be tolerated anymore. Now, I am going to give you this one chance, son. We can either do this the easy way… (pulls out a rifle from behind his back) or the hard way.
Texas: (pulls out his own rifle) I think I would prefer the latter. (cocks his rifle) Bring it on.
[The two of them promptly start running towards each other. When they met (more like run into each other), Texas-ball is pushed back by USA-ball, who is much heavier. BUT, before they can actually start fighting, the ground they are standing on suddenly gives way, resulting in them falling into what looks at first glance to be a sinkhole.
[Cue the music stopping abruptly, with a Record Needle Scratch to accompany it]
[ "…" is the common reaction from both sides. The state-balls are especially stunned, even Kansas-ball, who was watching from the view of the ruins.]
Kentucky: …If we are in a novel, right now, …this is anti-climactic.
[After a short pause, the union and confederate armies then get back to fighting.
[Cue the music starting up AGAIN.]
[Unbeknownst to most of them, the scriptures in the ruins start so glow a dim yellow…
[We cut back to USA-ball and Texas-ball falling through the ground, before hitting a hard surface. It has symbols laid out all over the place, and said symbols are also glowing the same dim yellow as the ruins Kansas-ball is at.
[However, the 2 just start fighting as if nothing happened.
[We then cut back to Kansas-ball, who's trying to make sense of what the ruins are doing.]
Kansas: (in breath-taken surprise) Holy Rodeo in the white house…
Native American: (also in shock) I-it's glowing… The whole thing is glowing. Could the gods be angry at us?
Kansas: I highly doubt there's even a God, to be honest. I'm actually starting to believe these ruins were made by Matoran. One thing's certain: I do not like where this is going.
Native American: (terrified) Me neither, boss. I'd say we'd get out of here.
Kansas: (nervous) Agreed.
[the two promptly drop their materials and tools and start running away from the ruins, and in a direction away from the fighting.
[Meanwhile, USA-ball and Texas-ball are still fighting. This eventually stops when, right out of the blue, another sizably large portion of the celling gives way and falls on top of Texas-ball. After the dust settles, Texas-ball tries to lift the debris, only for USA-ball to then sit right on it, with him still underneath.]
USA: You do realize that I am too heavy for your strength to carry, right?
Texas: *grunting* I'm-a well aware. Now when are ya going to get off'a me?
USA: When you surrender.
Texas: (visibly offended) Like hell I'd do that! [we hear a notable CRACK] AUGH! *winces in pain as his spine/backbone starts to give out* Okay, okay… ya win ... *grunts* dad.
USA: Finally!
[he proceeds to get off of the pile of rubble on top of Texas-ball, who barely manages to lift it off of himself. Texas-ball is visibly weakened, with a few notable cuts on his skin, and only just able to stand (emphasis on 'just'). Trying to regain his balance, he leans against one of the ruin's walls, pressing a hidden button that… well… activates what's apparently a conveyer belt built into the floor. A 'crate' built into the wall opens up, revealing several objects that appear to be large bullets the size of an OTL tank ammo round, with major differences being that they had some kind of antenna in top of them, and, like the rest of the site, was covered in symbols all around except for the 'dome' of the object. They are picked up by the conveyer belt, which starts to move them directly towards an opening that perfectly matched the shape of their outlines. USA-ball cautiously picks up one of them as the conveyer belt passes by him. He is confused as to what they are.]
USA: What exactly are these (artillery) shells supposed-
[the objects on the conveyer belt enter the opening, and with a flash, disappear when they are completely through. Something clicks inside USA-ball's (admitting dull) brain, and he starts picking up as many of them as he can. He manages to get only 5 of them.]
USA: … I need Kansas to see this.
LATER...
[After they manage to contact their soldiers above, the battle ends; the Confederate army under Texas-ball's command surrender to the Union (albeit off-screen). We then cut to Kansas-ball and the Native American from earlier inspecting one of the 5 objects that were not taken into the opening in the wall]
Kansas: Amazing… (He turns to face USA-ball) I have not seen anything like this ever before. Dad, where did you get these?
USA: Over there. (he points to the open 'crate') These are all I managed to get off the moving floor* before the rest went through there. (as he talks, his finger moves to point along the Conveyer belt, into the opening in the wall where it ends.)
Native American: (he walks up to the State-ball and Country-ball) Really?
USA: That's what I saw. If you ask Texas, he would tell you the same thing… if he was not in temporary prison. [Briefly cut to Texas-ball in prison.]
Texas: …I hate this. [Cuts away from Texas-ball]
Native American: Well, Grand-boss, I have already checked over there and that hole's empty.
[he shows the two the hole in the wall, and sure enough, there is nothing behind the opening.]
[they look on in disbelief.]
USA: (speaks flatly) …what?
Kansas: I do not believe it. *beat* They disappeared? [after thinking about it for a moment, Kansas-ball comes with a possible answer] …Dad, this might sound crazy, but I think we found ourselves a miniature teleporter.
USA: Really? Then where would the 'shells' go to?
Kansas: *sweatdrops* That's… what I'll need to figure out. Oh, and I think 'canisters' would be a better term for these (referring to the ammo shell-shaped objects).
[just then, a union messenger boy drops into the scene, and runs up to USA-ball. He gets in there via a rope being hung down the hole in the 'celling' that is pulled by union troops to lower/raise equipment, people, and supplies to/from the ground above.]
Union Messenger boy: Sir! General Grant reports that the enemy is advancing towards Gettysburg, sir!
USA: (confused) Uh... WHICH Gettysburg are you talking about, boy?
Union Messenger Boy: The town of Gettysburg in Pennsylvania's clay**, sir.
USA: Very well then, I will be on my way. (He briefly turns to face Kansas-ball) You can find out how this place 'ticks' on your own, son. (USA-ball heads towards the 'exit') The war we are fighting will not be won on its own. We will end this once, and for all. Then we can focus on this.
1 HUMAN YEAR (30.417 COUNTRY-BALL YEARS) LATER, IN ANOTHER REALITY…
5:00 PM, Oarai Girl's School Carrier, just days after the match with Black Forest Peak…
[we are shown the Oarai Student Council office, where we see said council walking in after another day of school. However, it is only three people, all girls (since this a girl's academy, after all). One of them, Anzu, is short, and red-haired, another, named Momo (Japanese for 'Peach'), is a little taller than average for her age (about 17), with short, black hair and a monicule. The third, named Yuzuko, was brown-haired, and had it tied up in a ponytail.]
Momo: *voice fades in* … It's hard to believe we actually did it.
Yuzuko "Yuzu": It was difficult, and we had our doubts…
Anzu: Well, the job is done, so -hm? [She notice a crate sitting alongside the mail slot, about a meter in length, and ½ a foot in width and height. It has a letter right beside it that says "to Anzu" on it.] What's this?
Yuzu: (the Brunette looks at the side of it, and the crate has the name of a specific Italian-themed school on it.) Prez, the stamping says it's from Anzio...
Momo: … And it has a letter with it.
Anzu: Then we'll see what it is. [Yuzu and Momo proceed to open the crate, revealing one of the 'canisters' from before. As they do so, the short-statured President proceeds to open the letter and read it aloud.
[It went as follows]:
Dear Anzu_
Here's a gift for winning the national tournament. Congrats!_
If you are wondering what this even is, well, I don't know! Pepperoni found a dozen of these in our storage shed about a year ago, and they've been sitting around until recently. That's because we've only now figured out what to do with them; we're sending one to you to make up for our… absence at the finals. We have no idea what the dangers of messing with this are, so handle it with extreme care!
Sincerely, _
I'll Duce Anchovy_
…
Momo: (she inspects the object) A gift? This looks more like an artifact!
Anzu: If it is, then I guess we can just put it on display.
Momo: P-president!?
Yuzu: (concerned) Um, are you sure about that, Anzu?
Anzu: Relax, things will be okay. We'll make sure that nobody messes with it, promise?
Yuzu: … Okay, then.
20 DAYS (1 ⅔ COUNTRY-BALL YEARS) LATER...
7:00 PM, same place as before, 14 hours before the carrier is set to be towed away to a scrapyard…
Momo: We need to make sure that we get as much stuff out of here as we can. This is ... our history.
Anzu: *promptly sits down hard in an office chair* I'm taking this!
[as Momo sighs in frustration, they notice the canister still up on display.]
Yuzu: Umm, what are we going to do with this again?
Anzu: That? Let's see-
?: [a voice suddenly speaks inside Anzu's head without any Warning] Take the artifact with you.
Anzu: (thinking) Eh?
?: Take the artifact with you.
Anzu: (thinking, confused) Wait, what are you? Why do you want me-?
?: Just take it with you, and all will be well.
Anzu: *sigh* We'll take that as well.
Yuzu: Alright, Prez.
5 DAYS(MONTHS) LATER, IN ANOTHER REALITY…
...
NuclearAlchmist: I hate to interrupt now, but I need to let you know something important, and that important thing is concerning Matoran. Specifically, WHAT Matoran actually are, in case you aren't a Bionicle G1 fan reading this.
Matoran are aliens that came to the Country-ball world 29 human years before the battle we've just seen earlier, and have since lived (relatively) peacefully alongside them. They are Robot-like at first glance, but when you take a closer look, you will find that they do have SOME organs, meaning that they have to eat, drink, and breathe like us humans. Each Matoran wears something called a Kanohi. Kanohi are masks that the Matoran wear to cover their true faces, and there are different types of them. HOWEVER, if a Matoran is parted from his/her Kanohi for a specific length of time, then he/she will fall into a coma and die. *beat* Maybe. It depends on the Matoran's willpower. As for their height, they are rather… squat, only around 125cm tall on average.
… Now back to the story.
...
Ta-Koro, Danish Iceland…
[The first thing we see is Turaga Vakama meditating, as if expecting someone. Sure enough, someone does enter the Turaga's hut. It is a Ta-Matoran, wearing a blue Mask of strength (of course, Matoran masks have no power whatsoever), who comes in quietly, before asking the Turaga a question.]
?: Turaga Vakama, what is it that you summon me for?
Vakama: [he stops meditating, gets up on his feet, and turns to face the Ta-Matoran directly] So, you respond to my call once again, Chronicler? This time I don't ask you to record an event. Instead, Takua, I ask you to do a certain task for me.
Takua: What would that task be, Turaga? [he looks on puzzled, as Vakama grabs some glowing stones, 6 in total. Each one glowed a different color; red, blue, white, grey, green and brown.]
Vakama: I ask you to take these Toa stones, and bring them to Kini Nui. There, you must put these into the ancient control panel, and everything else will take care of itself.
Takua: (as Vakama hands the stones over to him, something clicks inside his head) Wait. Turaga, do you mean that it is finally-
Vakama: Yes, Chronicler, the time has come for the Toa to appear… (He speaks with a mix of certainty and desperation in his voice.)
[In the past few Countryball years, tensions between the rival countries of Europe have risen to an alarming degree, highlighted by the Moroccan Crisis*** just 2 days(months) earlier. To make matters worse, Rahi attacks on Matoran and Ball citizens have risen nearly to the point that the Koro Guards are unable to fight them off, and the armies of the Countryballs have begun to seriously consider intervention.]
Vakama: We need them now more than ever. Time is short, Takua, now go!
[Takua Proceeds to do just that, running in the direction of Kini Nui.]
MEANWHILE...
Somewhere in Japan, just before the match with Selection University...
Referee: The match between Selection University and Ooari Girl's Academy will now begin!
Miho: (Speaking directly to Alice) Let's have a good ma- *interrupted*
?: HALT!
[Music cue: Gakuentoiro Desu! from Girls und Panzer der Film OST]
[A Tiger 1 and [insert other German tank names here] come to a stop a short distance away from Miho. Someone then comes out of the Tiger, wearing the Oarai normal school uniform. To her surprise, it was none other than her older sister, Maho. from one of the other tanks came a silver-haired girl about her own age, also wearing the school uniform. Despite that, Miho also recognized her; it was Erika, Black Forest Peak's second-in-command.]
Maho: Maho Nishizumi, Commander of Black Forest Peak's Tankery team.
Erika: Erika Itzumi, ditto.
Maho: 22 members on temporary transfer to Oarai. (she held up the transfer papers as proof)
[Immediately, their Teams appear on the Scoreboard under Ooari's side, slightly leveling out the 30-12 balance to 30-15. We then cut to Shiho Nishizumi, who is apparently unsurprised by this turn of events.]
Ms. Shimada: Shiho, you look unsurprised about this.
Shiho: I had to expect that Maho would do something about her sister's current situation, so I suppose this would be her own response.
Shimada: Really? By the looks of it, (she points out onto the field before them...) I don't think it was just her. (... towards 3 tanks from Saunders also headed towards the Oarai team.)
[Cut to the inside of the Saunders lead tank]
Kay: (Over the P.A.) We are here and ready to go!
[we then see that Pravda also had their share of reinforcements, consisting of an IS-2, two IS-1's and a KV-2.]
Katyusha: Nonna! Why couldn't we be here first!? Do we really have to be the last ones here!?
Nonna: You wanted to take a nap, in which you overslept, and then you Said that we should arrive fashionably late; don't blame me for this.
[The short-statured tyrant could only growl in frustration. We then cut from them over to a small group of tanks from St. Gloriana, led by a [insert lead tank here].]
Darjeeling: Yesterday's foes are today's friends... That's what they say.
Orange Pekoe: So then, why are we dressed up in Oarai's uniform?
Darjeeling: Because everybody wanted to try.
[cut then to an Italian Cv-33 rapidly Approaching]
Chiyomi: (through a miniature P.A. system installed in the tankette) ATTENTION LADIES OF OOARAI, THE LITTLE DUCE HAS ARRIVED- [cut to inside, where we see that she has crammed 3 people into the tankette, although it was only meant for 2, those people being herself, Pepperoni, and Carpaccio. All I will say to describe the inside was that it was crowded. Chiyomi was screaming through the mic.]-from the land of pasta-
Pepperoni: *interrupts her commander* Duce, could you please stop elbowing me?
Carpaccio: (adds onto the bluenette's point) Yeah, Anchovy, this was built for 2 people, not 3. Plus, your massive twin tails are blocking my view, I can't see where we're going!
[visibly annoyed by her interruption, she drops the mic. and responds to her accomplices.]
Chiyomi: Then what do you expect me to do about it!?
Pepperoni: To remove that wig of yours!
Chyomi: This is not a wig!
Pepperoni: Oh, yeah? [she then proceeds to pull on one of her afore mentioned twin tails. All that did, however, was pull Chyomi's entire head towards her side of the vehicle, causing her to realize she WASN'T wearing a wig after all] Uh... Sorry?
Chiyomi: Why, you little-
[cut back to the outside of the Cv33, which then visibly rocks side to side before coming to a halt right in front of the Ooari team. We then proceed to see the Jatkosota team approaching]
Aki (through her broadcast network): BT-42 of Jatkosota is here.
Aki: (to her commander) Guess we're here to help, after all.
Mika: We're not really here to help, merely carried here by the wind.
[We then cut to the Chi-Ha-Tan Team approaching, with a sizable amount of tanks.]
Nishi: Don't worry, 22 brave steel lions are here to help you- *gets cut off*
Darjeeling: (Over the radio) Nishi Kinuyo, may I remind you that you only needed to bring 6 of them?
Nishi: Oh, sorry! I think we got our intel mixed up. (speaks to 14 of the accompanying teams) Fuduka, {states the names of 4 other tank commanders, (I don't know their names)}, stay with me. The rest of you turn around and go back!
Fuduka & 4 others: Right!
[We then cut back to Shiho, while we hear that MEXT official complaining over the phone whether or not it was legal for other tanks to join the match in the background. Shiho, however...]
Shiho: (Looks visibly surprised) … I did not see that coming…
Shimada: I don't think anyone did.
[Cut to Alice]
Referee: Madam, are you okay with this?
Alice: Yes, I am. Besides, it would make this more interesting.
Referee: Understood, Ms. Shimada.
****[we then switch to Alice's teammates, the infamous "Bermuda Trio", who are conversing nearby.]
Azumi: Well, our rival has gained 22 more tanks.
Megumi: To be honest, I actually like that; now, this battle is fair and fun.
Azumi: How did she get the tanks?
Megumi: Maybe she called them?
Rumi: No, remember that she walked towards us, assuming that she had just eight tanks?
Azumi: Ah, I remember.
Rumi: Guess a little bird or someone gave the tip, and all of her friends joined in.
Azumi: All it matters, however…
Megumi: …is that now that this battle is equal in numbers...
Rumi: …let's get through this battle, for our darling Alice Shimada-san!
MEANWHILE...
[we cut to Takua arriving at Kini Nui, there, he looks for the control panel that Vakama had mentioned]
Takua: [cue a montage of him searching every nook and cranny in Kini Nui, which lasts around 12 seconds] Ok, … I know the panel is here somewhere…
[The montage ends when Takua eventually finds a false wall, before said wall promptly falls on him]
Takua: Augh! What in the- (notices that the ancient control panel standing directly behind where the false wall had stood just a moment earlier) -… …oh.
MEANWHILE...
[we cut back to the GuP world, where the commanders of the Oarai 'Compound Team' (Inceptor57's original term) are about to meet to discuss their strategy. However, a specific someone wants to ask their sister about something first... She walks up to her when about to enter the tent, and gently puts her hand other sibling's shoulder.]
Miho: Eh? (she turns around to see Maho) Oh, Onee-chan! eh, … (brief awkward silence) …what is it?
Maho: (slightly hesitant) Miho, I want to talk to you about something (pauses, looks around to see if anyone else was watching. fortunately, there wasn't) … in private.
[they get to a spot where it was difficult for the other teams to see them]
Miho: What bothers you? You look… unsettled, Onee-chan.
Maho: … How do I put this to you? *sigh* I had … a rather strange dream last night.
Miho: Another one? [Maho used to have rather strange dreams when she was a Pre-teen, and she was quite unsettled by a few of them. Usually, they would quickly fade out of memory.]
Maho: Yes, but… this one was different. I can still remember what it was like... and what happened. I-it's as if it has been imprinted into my brain…
Miho: (now concerned by what her sister has just said) Tell me, what happened?
Maho: (partially surprised) You really want to know? (Miho nods in response) Alright then, here's what I remember…
[Music cue: MNOG Soundtrack: Quest for the Maska Theme]
...
? (voiceover): …Gather around, my friends, and let us again tell the Legend of the Bionicle.
In the time before time, the Great Spirit descended from the heavens, carrying us, the ones called the Matoran, to an island paradise. We were separate and without purpose, so the Great Spirit blessed us with the three virtues: Unity, Duty, and Destiny. We embraced these gifts and, in gratitude, we named our island home Metru Nui.
But our happiness was not to last. The Great Spirit's brother, Makuta, was jealous of these honors and betrayed him. Makuta cast a spell over the Great Spirit, Mata Nui, who fell into a deep slumber. Makuta's power dominated the land, as fields withered away, sunlight grew cold, and ancient values were forgotten. We fled our island home and scattered across the Globe. But Makuta still chased us wherever we settled, sending waves of darkness over the world.
Still, not all hope is lost. Legends told of six mighty heroes, the Toa, who would arrive to save Mata Nui. Time will reveal that these aren't simply myths - for the Toa will appear on the shores of the Continents. They will arrive with no memory, no knowledge of one another - but they have pledged to defend The World and its inhabitants against the darkness. …
(voiceover ends)
...
Maho: … and then, I was suddenly overtaken by an abrupt snowstorm, that came out of nowhere... that's when I woke up.
Miho: Um, I hate to do this now, but we should really get to the meeting.
Maho: Right, right. (Miho proceeds to walk towards the tent where the meeting is being held, with Maho following her.) Onee-chan, (Miho: Hm?) thank you.
[Music cue: stop]
MEANWHILE, IN ANOTHER REALITY...
[We cut back to Takua, who is putting the last stone, the brown one, into its slot in the control panel]
Takua: There, that should be it. [cue the console starting to glow a bright light] -Hm?
[both us (the audience) and Takua start hearing low-pitched mechanical noises. Instinctively, Takua starts running, giving himself a good distance of about 500 yards from Kini Nui. he then sees 6 pillars of light, one corresponding to each of the elements.
[Takua, simply breathtaking of the sight, however, has no idea what he has just set in motion...]
[we then cut back to the Matoran site in Oklahoma. There, we see Kansas-ball and Oklahoma-ball (formerly the Native American/7-ball earlier) working with some of the artifacts recovered, when someone drops into the site. Good news is, they have expected this someone to arrive.]
Kansas: (turns around to face the newly-arrived stranger) Hello. You must be Turaga Matau, if I am correct?
Matau: Yes, you are.
[like Vakama, Matau (pronounced MATT - OW) is a village leader. Instead of leading Ta-Koro, though, he leads Le-Koro instead, which is located on the Amazon River in Brazil.
[We then see 2 accompanying Le-Matoran drop down the same hole in the 'ceiling' without using the rope-&-pull system put up a human year earlier. The one to Matau's right lands upright, and on his feet. He wears a turquoise Mask of levitation (although, again, Matoran Kanohi masks don't hold any powers). His name is Kongu.
[The one to Matau's left, however, lands flat on his face. When he gets up, we see that he wears a green Mask of mind control. His name is Orkum.
[Matau Proceeds to walk over to where Oklahoma-ball is inspecting one of the 5 'canisters' that USA-ball managed to prevent from leaving.]
Matau: My, my, what do we have here?
Oklahoma: (turns to face Matau) We don't exactly know. BUT, we have a theory on what their purpose may be.
Matau: Then tell me, what is your 'theory'?
Kansas: [He proceeds to tell them that they think the 'canisters' were meant to carry messages throughout the world, and, quite possibly, other worlds beyond earth. All of this, however, is EXTREMELY complicated, so his explanation is deliberately played Fast-Forward] Now please remember, this is JUST a theory, not proven fact- (he is interrupted when the whole site begins to glow a bright light, similar to that at Kini Nui.) -huh? (he remembers something) Oh, not again.
Kongu: Again?
Oklahoma: This happened when we first uncovered this site 42 years ago!... How come it's happening again now?
Matau: (he too remembers something, from WAY back) Oh, of course! (silly me.) Do not panic, friends, for this is just the site becoming active once again!
Everyone else present: … what?
MEANWHILE, IN ANOTHER REALITY...
[we cut back to the Oarai student council, who are in the middle of their strategy overview with the other school commanders, or, more specifically, to inside of Anzu's backpack, where we see that it too is starting to glow. It is, again, inside her backpack, so nobody notices right away.
[Everyone present, however, are focused on another task: strategizing how to win against Selection University...]
Miho: ...so we will split up into 3 separate groups; Team Sunflower, Team Dandelion, and Team Morning Glory, which will be headed by Onee-chan- sorry, Maho, myself and Kay.
[Almost everyone in the room silently agrees to this, except for one person.]
Katyusha: These are all western-led, I don't think this is good enough of a strategy...
Nonna: (in response to her commander, who's riding on top of her shoulders) Are you implying that you should be in charge of one of the Teams?
Katyusha: *raises her voice slightly* What do you think will happen if I'm not!? [this provokes a death glare from Maho] ehh... Maybe next time.
Miho: (speaking directly the Child-size (don't tell her I said that) tyrant) If you want, you can be Second-in-Command for Sunflower Team.
Katyusha: Oh, really? Well, I can't say no to that offer!
Miho: The other teams will be sub-commanded by Darjeeling and Nishi.
Nishi: Understood! I will do anything necessary to achieve victory!
Darjeeling: (speaking in a calm, orderly tone) Now then, since we're done with the planning, this last part is terribly important: what will be the name of this operation?
[as multiple people start literally shouting what they thought it should be, we cut away from the tent to Alice, who has just finished briefing the other tank commanders on their own strategy.]
[She is calmly walking towards her Centurion, when she gets a strange... urge. One to meet briefly with the opposing team and wish them a good match. Although this would be normal at other matches, to Alice this one felt... rather unnatural. She couldn't resist it, and her mind seemed to be more one-tracked than usual.
[She was around halfway there when she noticed someone- no, 3 people, were following her. She stopped and turned around to face them, and sure enough, it was Megumi, Rumi, and Azumi.]
Alice: Why do you follow me?
Rumi: Well, we want to make sure you're safe, so why are YOU headed towards the other team?
Alice: (speaks flatly) A hunch. *beat* And if you mind, I would like it if you would leave me be for now.
[she then resumes walking towards the Oarai compound team, leaving the Bermuda trio startled and confused.]
Megumi: … … (Suddenly calls out to their 12-year old commander, after about 20 seconds of silence) Ok, fine! But just know that we're watching you from back here! (Rum & Azumi: WHAT!?) So? All we're doing is watching her from afar, but not in her personal space.
Azumi: (pauses, thinks) Well... she has recently been telling us that she feels we're too close to her most of the time... Fine, we'll do this instead. *Rumi just sighs*
[we cut to Alice right outside the tent, listening to the commanders inside finally settling on a mission name.]
Erika: ...What kind of name is that? It doesn't even make sense-
Maho: Do it. (Erika: Eh!?)
Miho: alright, Operation Bumpy is a go! Panzer Vor- *she is interrupted by an abrupt know on the 'door' of the tent. * Huh? C-come in.
[Alice Shimada walks into the tent. While the rest of the commanders (even Maho) are surprised, Anzu seems mostly unfazed.]
Alice: Greetings, Nishizumi Miho, and... (awkward silence as she notices that the others in the tent are just staring at her, surprised at her appearance) …everyone else.
MEANWHILE...
[we cut back to the Matoran site in Oklahoma-ball's clay**. we see Matau placing his left hand on the wall (his right hand is holding his tribal staff), and proceeds to say something]
Matau: The most handsome Toa. [Immediately, the wall opens up to reveal a control console behind it. It appeared to be made of stone, except for the screen, which glowed a lime green hue. On said screen, in black, were words. Words in the Matoran alphabet. Matau then proceeds to tell the following Le-Matoran and state-balls something else, this time in a much more serious tone] Do NOT ever speak of this.
Oklahoma: Let me guess. This is how you control these things (gestures to the 'canisters').
Matau: Precisely. [he goes up to the console, and, after a little bit of fiddling with the controls, sets the focus on the screen onto a specific canister.] From this control station, it is possible to REMOTELY control one of these probes, no matter where on this planet, or in this entire star system it is. For example-
[Matau promptly activates an icon on the panel, which immediately opens a sub-screen that shows us the surroundings of the probe controlled. When the image, initially very, VERY blurry, clears up, what we see is ... the inside of Anzu's backpack. Which is completely dark.]
Kansas: (Mildly disappointed) Darn, we cannot even see anything through these eyes that you apparently gave to the probe here. Is it possible to fix that?
Matau: Why, yes, it is.
[he then presses another icon on the panel, which activates a light on the probe so that the viewers (Oklahoma-ball, Kansas-ball, Kongu, Etc.) can see what's around it.
[What they see is surprising to them]
Kansas: wait… Sweet… Potato chips?
Oklahoma: (to Matau) Um, with all due respect, Turaga of Air, just WHERE are we seeing this from?
[before he can answer him, the screen suddenly flashes red, with a word written in the Matoran alphabet popping up on screen]
Oklahoma: Huh? what does it say now?
Kongu: (in a worried tone) … It says 'Error'… it's probably best to assume that something is off about that probe.
[we cut to inside of Anzu's backpack, where we see that the light on the probe is malfunctioning and giving off an impressive amount of sparks. Then, we see the inner fabric ignite, causing the whole sack to erupt in flames...]
Alice: I would like to- [... right by the chalkboard, out in the open.] -Hm?
[we see the girls present in the tank jump in surprise as the sudden fireball erupts, while the student council members jump out of the way to avoid the heat. The fireball quickly dies down in about 2 seconds, revealing the probe, actually the 'canister', to be completely intact (albeit still glowing), and the backpack, along with its other contents, reduced to smithereens. It only takes a few more seconds for Momo to recognize it, though]
Momo: Eh... Prez? (talking slightly pissed off) Why did you bring THAT with you?
Anzu: (startled, not knowing where to begin) Ehh… …Uhm…
[while things are... escalating... in the GuP world, it is being seen by those in Oklahoma, who are either 1: startled to the point they can't say anything, like, say, Orkum, or 2: in a panic, like Kansas-ball right about now.]
Kansas: HOLYSH*THOLYSH*T,WEHAVECONTACTWITHEXTRATERRESTRIALLIFEFORMSIHAVETOTELLFATHERIMMIDEATELY-****
Oklahoma: BOSS, CALM DOWN! (Kansas-ball proceeds to do just that, albeit still hyperventilating) We still have control over the situation!
Matau: (relieved) Well thank Mata Nui that they did not activate its self-defense mechanism. Or, worse, the Self-Destruct Protocol.
Kongu: Self-defense... what?
Matau: Well Kongu, do you remember before we left Le-Koro that I said giving elemental power to creatures other than Matoran will kill them? Combine that with the fact that we have now learned to store that immense amount of power. Just think of the ramifications of them, and you will have the answer.
Kongu: (he thinks for a few seconds before something clicks in his processor chip) …Oh. Cra-
[he gets cut off when we cut back to the Bermuda Trio]
Rumi: ... Okay, this is taking too long.
Azumi: Agreed.
Megumi: C'mon, let's get her and get this match going.
[the 3 of them proceed to he'd towards Oarai's tent. we then cut to the rest of Anglerfish Team in their Panzer IV F., who are waiting for their commander to finish up with the meeting.]
Saori: [we see the 4 girls waiting patiently... for about 5 seconds] Ugh, what's taking them so long!?
Hana: perhaps they are just taking longer than expected... (the tall girl looks down into the driver's position, where, sure enough, their driver was fast asleep) ... long enough for Mako to have a nap.
Saori: (as soon as Hana mentions it, Saori kicks the small, pessimistic driver, Mako, in the shoulder, hard, MULTIPLE TIMES in order to wake her up) *grunts* Wake up! This is no time for sleeping! (Mako *wakes up* eh?)
Yukari: (researching the tanks that Selection U. has on their team, when she notices something starts pouring into the air from the tent. That something was dark grey.) Smoke? What in the world?
[she gets out of the Panzer IV through her hatch, but not without the other girls noticing. they too get out (with Saori literally dragging Mako, nonetheless) and head towards the tent; Which we cut back inside of.]
Kay: So, let me get this straight… Chyomi gave this to them as a prize for winning the championships, (Chyomi: It's Duce Anchovy!) and you brought this here because of… a voice in your head that wouldn't stop nagging you otherwise… How does THAT make any sense?
Anzu: I'm telling you, that is exactly what happened! *sigh* Is anyone going to listen to me?
Momo: I've had enough of this. [she walks over to where the probe is then bends down to grab it...] This is taking us off track, and it needs to be- [... only for it to inexplicably electrocute her. Except... the 'electricity' was actually visible, and it gave off an aqua-blue look. Momo could only scream in pain as her body was enshrouded by this 'shock' from head to toe, paralyzing her instantaneously.]-AAAHHHHHHHHGH
[she falls onto the ground, unable to move, before we briefly cut back to Oklahoma, where we see the others watch the events unfold]
Matau: ...Speak of Makuta.
[the screen then shows a message. Although the State-balls couldn't read it, the Le-Matoran and Matau knew it read "Master Alarm: All Systems Malfunctioning"]
Matau: By the Great Spirit, (suddenly yells at Kongu) SHUT IT OFF!
Kongu: [repeatedly pressing the power button (indicated by the symbol on it) en rapid-fire] I'm already trying, Turaga, but it won't quick-answer*****!
[Cutting back to the girls, we see Alice instinctively step back a couple of feet, while she, and all of the other girls present could only watch in a mix of surprise and horror. Just then, the other members of the Anglerfish team arrive]
Yukari: Sorry, I hate to interrupt, but can you please- (she notices Momo lying on the round next to the probe, still being enveloped in blue 'electricity' that was coming from it) -...
[before anyone could answer her, the probe… … went berserk.]
[It shot out 5 more 'bolts' of colored 'electricity'. Almost instantly, they had their own victims.
[Miho could only watch as Maho was being strangled by white electricity, flat on the ground but twitching, as if she was trying to break free from its hold.
[Also, a red 'bolt' had reached just outside the tent and grabbed hold of Saori, causing her to shriek in pain before collapsing, and being enveloped in red 'electricity'.
[Mika, who had been silent the whole time until, now jumped in surprise and was stunned as two other commanders on her sides, Chyomi and Nishi, were struck by 'lightning bolts' of tan and green, respectively, before falling to the ground almost completely immobilized. Kay, who was also in Chyomi's vicinity, swore mildly as her old friend collapsed helplessly.
[Although not the least, the last 'bolt', which was black-brown, hit Katyusha right in the forehead. While the others were simply paralyzed, but still conscious, the enormous burst of pain was simply too much for her premature brain to handle, resulting in her near-instantaneously losing consciousness, and falling backwards off of Nonna's shoulders to the ground. It was a good thing that she was wearing her 'toaster' helmet she usually wore, otherwise, she'd have had a concussion.
[Darjeeling, caught off guard by all of this (which happened in a matter of about 3 seconds), unintentionally dropped her teacup in midst of the chaos that was ensuing around her.
[Their screams were also enough to attract the attention of a few others, such as Hippo team, Duck team, Rabbit team, as well as Alisa and Naomi (Kay's subordinates back in Saunders), the other Anzio students (Pepperoni & Carpaccio, the latter of whom was hanging out with Caesar), and Koume, a tank commander who was saved from drowning in her tank by Miho during last year's championships.
[By that time, the Bermuda Trio had arrived]
Megumi: Shimada-san! What in the world is going on!?
Alice: (slightly panicking) I Don't k-know! I-I just d-don't know!
Rumi: C'mon, let's get you out of here before things get worse.
[cut back to the Matoran site.]
Oklahoma: (watching the events that are transpiring on-screen) Well, you've done screwed now, Turaga. How are you going to explain this to your fellow Turaga, or to Dad?
Matau: (disbelieving silence) ...
Orkum: [pops into the view of the audience (you, the reader) from the side, speaking with unusual enthusiasm] Hey, guys!
Oklahoma: (frustrated) What!? Can you not see that we are in the middle of something important?
Orkum [He holds up a cord with a plug-in at the end, still speaking with enthusiasm] What's this?
Matau: What!? PLUG IT BACK IN! NOW!
Orkum: Okay!
Kongu: (muttering) *... So THAT'S why it (referring to the probe) won't quickanswer... *
[As soon as it was plugged in, Kongu immediately hits the power button. However, another message pops up on-screen]
Oklahoma *annoyed sigh* What now?
Kongu: (reading the message) It says "Probe has not returned to base. Cannot shut down." It means we have to call it back here.
Kansas: Well then, do it!
Kongu: (concerned) But if we do it now, those... alien creatures (gestures to the girls On-screen) will be brought back here with it!
Kansas: Excuse me, but if we don't do it now, that probe or whatever it is may not return at all! (He gets up into the Le-Matoran's face) I have a job to do for Dad, and I NEED good results! Please!?
Kongu: OkFineWhatever!**** [he presses some buttons on the control panel, before hitting what is apparently the 'Enter' button, giving the probe the command to stop everything and return to the site.] Okay, now, it's going to take some time for it to cool down and actually return, so be patient everyone.
[Once the signal is heard, we cut back to said probe, which then stops 'electrocuting' its six victims. The others immediately rush to their sides]
Erika: Commander! (the light-grey-haired girl rushes over to Maho's side) I-It's going to be fine, you're going to be okay.
Maho: (grunting, still on the ground, paralyzed, speaking weakly) …I… am… okay… (tries to get up on her own, to no avail) …dammit… too much… going… on in my… head…
Erika: *sigh* Come on, let me just *grunts multiple times, as she gets her superior on her feet* There. [Maho is now standing, but has to lean on her subordinate for support, with one arm over both shoulders.]
[Just then, Koume walks in, and before she can even ask "What the heck is going on?", Erika steps in front of her, with Maho still leaning on her.]
Erika: Why are you here, Koume Akaboshi?
Koume: Well… I heard a ruckus coming from in here, so I, along with some from other tank teams, came to see what was causing it.
Erika: … [she points to the probe, which is now steaming.] Is that a sufficient answer? (from Erika's perspective, we see a good look at Maho's eyes.)
[They are blurry, and partially devoid of color.
[All the others who were 'electrocuted' have the same look in their eyes as well.
[Nishi lied on the ground paralyzed, with Fuduka trying to process her Commander's state.
[Saori, although she was able to speak to Hana and Mako (Yukari was comforting Miho), she wasn't able to see or think straight.
[Katyusha remained unconscious as Nonna and Klara were by her side, trying to make her regain consciousness.
[Kay, Pepperoni, & Alisa were trying to get Chyomi to both stand up and get her mind back to reality.
[Meanwhile, Anzu, as well as Yuzu, kneeled beside Momo, trying to comfort her as she laid there unable to move, and quietly saying what they thought to be random gibberish]
Momo: (soft muttering) …great spirit… Matoran… Aüchluss… Makuta… nations… Toa… clay**…
Yuzu: (to Anzu) Prez, by the looks of it, I don't think Momo-chan's going to return to her senses anytime soon… [as she says this, Kay walks over to them]
Kay: It looks like Katyusha-chan won't be either. …Or Chyomi-san… [upon hearing the last part, Anzu puts on a half depressed, half somber face.]
Anzu: … Just what … have I done?
[Then, out of the blue, the probe gives out a near-blinding light out to anyone within 590 meters of it, accompanied by… what I can only describe as a cross between a lion's roar and an electronic screech, and it was so LOUD, it almost made everyone present deaf, and could be heard by those on the bleachers a few kilometers away. For Anzu, the next thing she would remember would be getting sucked in, point-blank range, into what must to have been an invisible vortex where the probe stood just milliseconds earlier, prior to blacking out.
[Everyone in the surrounding area (I.E. the ENTIRE Oarai 'Compound Team'), as well as everyone else in the tent, were sucked in as well in a matter of seconds.
[Alice, meanwhile, was JUST inside the vortex's sphere of influence when she heard the ear-shattering noise. She and the 3 accompanying her then felt a strong force pulling them back, swiftly yanking them off the grass plain they were standing on and drawn right towards the vortex. The tent had already imploded, so it wasn't blocking their entry, although they lost consciousness soon after they were inside.
[The vortex then closed, abruptly stopping the noise and light. The sight left behind was simply disturbing; Everyone within an approximate 400 meters, and the tent, had vanished without a trace, leaving everything else (their tanks, equipment, the chalkboard, etc.) behind exactly how they were.
[We then cut (for the last time this chapter) back to the site in Oklahoma. The screen on the control panel shows a loading bar slowly filling up]
Orkum: aaand- (the loading bar fills up completely.) -there! It should arrive any second now.
Kansas: YES! FINALLY! (calms down) Now I can relax and show Dad our successful results!
[On cue, the Probe suddenly appears with a *ding* in the exact middle of the room. However, the girls present when it teleported using the vortex also appear around the room (now unconscious), whilst Alice and the Bermuda Trio fall to the floor when gravity kicks in.
[The visible reaction the two State-balls and the Le-Matoran give on their faces (or masks) is a mix of 'surprise', 'what' and 'Oh, crap'. The second one shows especially well on Kansas-ball, who has black beady-eyes.]
Kansas: ... oo …
Oklahoma: oo (speaks flatly) ...what. ...just, what.
Kongu: (to Kansas-ball) See? I TOLD you this would happen.
Orkum: [abruptly speaks and waves his left hand at the audience] HELLO!
Matau: Orkum, don't-!
[the screen cuts to black, showing the episode title.]
EPISODE 0: PROLOGUE: LEGEND OF THE BIONICLE
[the End Credits for the Prologue episode begin to roll.
[Music cue: OP song: Rewrite (tv-size), by Asian Kung-Fu Generation (Fullmetal Alchemist OP 4).]
[What is to be the OPening Animation plays to the side of the End Credits, much like GuP did on its first Episode.]
[Translation lyrics below by myself; NuclearAlchmist, based on the English translation by: kaveh.]
*Introduction instrumental*
The reason I want to scream out far and near
Is that there's no other proof that I belong here
Our future that I should have managed to grasp
Is taken from me, with all I thought I had
*brief instrumental*
The reason we want this old image erased
Is that I see our limits, and we're out of place
In the window of my own self-consciousness
I saw next year's calendar, with no dates on it
(chorus)
Now I,
I Rewrite
All these worth-full visions,
and I'll be unforgettable
Come to life
and Rewrite
All these new Ideas
I will find our destinies before your eyes
*oh-ey-oh*
*oh-ey-oh*
*ah-nah, yeah-yeah yeah*
*= the term 'conveyer belt' didn't exist back then.
**= "Clay", in Poland-ball terminology, refers to a Country-ball's/Sub-Province-ball's 'Territory and/or Territorial claims'.
***= there were 2 Moroccan Crisis's. The better known of the two, Second Moroccan Crisis, happened in 1911/1912. The one mentioned here was the First Moroccan Crisis, which happened in 1904.
****= this is original dialogue written by SeekerMeeker.
*****= when a character talks like this, he/she is talking abnormally fast (usually played for laughs).
******= means 'respond' in Tree-speak, the Main language used by Le-Matoran.
…
So, there you have it, folks, the beginning of a journey that will see hardship, attrition, but will ultimately end (hopefully) on a happy note!
Thank you to all of those who have supported me this far (probably nobody as of now).
Please, PLEASE review, and stick around for next time, in EPISODE 1: BRAVE NEW WORLD(?).
Until then, see you!
Sincerely, NuclearAlchmist.