Backing away slowly only gave Kopaka so much room to work with as he stared at his increasingly more powerful opponent. He watched as more Tahnok flooded out of the rocky wall they had burst through moments ago. His thoughts raced between his own survival and the safety of Mata Nui and its inhabitants. As the creatures approached, he noted the distinctive blue eyes that bore themselves into his mind. He found it ironic that eyes with such a strong blue glow like that of the peaceful sky itself would soon be the end of him. The lapse of logical thought quickly faded as the first Tahnok drone approached. With a quick, clean swipe of Kopaka's blade the creature was dispatched. He bent at the knees and stood ready for the next attack. His eyes slowly contracted, leaving only a single slit of bravery and strength glaring at the approaching Tahnok. With one last moment of thought back to the defenseless inhabitants of Mata Nui, he yelled. He yelled louder than any Toa, much less than any Bohrok, had ever heard. His scream came from the deepest desire he had felt since his awakening on this island, the desire to rid the island of these foul creatures. With three quick strides, the Tahnok now faced an enemy they had never known, the temper of a rational being who had decided to forego his logic for his pure instinct. The Tahnok were about to face hatred itself, a hate that focused itself through the sword of a Toa. The Tahnok charged...

Bionicle: Paradise Lost

Chapter I - Introductions

...With a fury greater than that of the elusive Muaka, Kopaka struck true with his sword. Jumping and turning about in the air as if using his Miru, he demonstrated the very art of aerobatics. His mask had shaped itself into the Hau, giving him a slight glimmer of hope that he would escape this onslaught without serious injury. That hope died as he realized that for every Tahnok he struck down, two more would come crashing upon him. Their mass alone was becoming enough to knock him down. Random spurts of flame would caress his body as the Tahnok fought with every bit of hive-mind intelligence they possessed. For a moment, only a brief moment, Kopaka thought he saw a flash of remorse surge through the body of one of the attacking creatures. It ended with a vicious death as its destructive head snapped forward and was met with Kopaka's sword.

The balance of power shifted quickly as a particularly aggressive Tahnok managed to slip behind and underneath Kopaka, bringing the Toa down. The Hau could protect him in this vulnerable state only to a limited degree, and it soon became apparent that the Tahnok were going to seize his mask and force a Krana upon him. In a moment of futile hopes, Kopaka almost gave in to the fear. His thoughts quickly reverted back to Mata Nui and its dwellers. As his mind faded away, the last thing he saw was the head of one of the Tahnok being struck with such a force it would've shaken Mount Ihu itself.

"Welcome back, friend. Did you assume too much of yourself again? Dare I even ask why you felt the need to combat such a great number of the Bohrok by yourself?"

Kopaka awoke to the sight of a gold Pakari. A pair of dark, green eyes looked back at him blankly. "Onua... I would take on every Bohrok on this island if it would only shut your mouth."

"I think he's going to be just fine," Pohatu pleasantly remarked, "Just fine."

"You're lucky we found you, Kopaka. Pohatu and I were coincidentally following those Tahnok through the tunnels they used to attack you."

"I can care for myself."

"You certainly took care of these Bohrok. What did they do, ask you to become partners?" Pohatu added sarcastically.

Kopaka's eyes flashed as he spoke, "Yes, they did, now go ahead and you try asking, I promise, I will not be so lenient."

Onua lifted his fallen comrade and continued on with Pohatu. It would be some time before Kopaka would be able to fight again, moving on was all there really was to do. "Onua, we must hurry, Tahu will be leading the others into battle soon. They will need our help," Pohatu stated after seeing a fallen Bohrok in their path.

"Calm yourself, they can take care of themselves. Our assistance will not be needed."

Kopaka shifted his pale eyes at Onua, "I do not like the sound of that."

"Where are they?" Tahu shouted at nothing in particular.

His words were short lived as a limp Bohrok body flew in front of his face. He squinted as he glared at the Toa of Water as she gracefully dodged the charging Lehvak, occasionally using her monstrous claws to pick on and throw it with the might of a true warrior. "Why thank you Gali, please, toss some more in front of my face! I'm having trouble," Tahu stopped speaking momentarily to grunt as he ripped his flaming sword through a Gahlok, "finding my own kills."

Gali simply kept moving about, ignoring Tahu's confident sarcasm. She watched a green ax fly through the air and strike one of the Lehvak preparing to pounce upon her.

"I bet that hurt, do you think that hurt it?"

"Lewa, there is a time for sarcasm," she shot at him, "now is not it."

"Yes ma'am, whatever you say," he spoke with crude words as he delicately swung his mighty weapon at the approaching Bohrok. This was the moment Lewa enjoyed most, he often baited his attackers with a show of fantastic aerobatics before any counterattack on his part. Several Gahlok separated themselves from the main mass to flank Lewa as he ran about in what appeared to be a frantic panic attack. He looked over his shoulder and lowered his head. He gently lifted his hand, turned it towards the Gahlok, then waved it towards himself. With his other arm, he lifted his ax to the best striking position possible, directly above his head. He yelled and immediately sent the Gahlok into a furious charge towards him. Using his Miru, he lifted himself off the ground several meters. He watched casually as the Gahlok stopped directly underneath him and looked up. Released himself form the air, and crashed his mighty ax upon the airborne gaze of the Gahlok. A gleeful sense of satisfaction overcame him as he heard the crunch that signaled a successful strike. One Gahlok struggled, not yet dead. It curled itself into a small ball, thereby making it quite obvious that its right arm and leg had been severed. Lewa brought his ax up into the air, his entire structure tensed as he readied himself for what would be a fantastic swing. But he stopped, and brought the ax down slowly away form the trembling Gahlok. He used his weapon to force open the barrier for the Krana inside. Upon removing the Krana, he felt somewhat disturbed by the fact that the Gahlok simply stopped moving. Nevertheless, he threw the Krana upon the ground and brought his ax down so hard on it that his feet lost their grip on the ground below. He walked over to the fallen Gahlok and poked it two times for any signs of life. "Odd," he said, "It didn't even attempt to retrieve its stolen Krana. How odd indeed."

His moment of curiosity was spoiled by a scream of pain from Tahu. Lewa's head snapped to the left and he saw several Lehvak tackle Tahu down, his sword solidified, lying next to him. Lewa again used his Miru and launched himself at the mass of Lehvak. He struck with anger he had not felt before. His ax became a blur as he struck again and again. As he gradually became angrier, he began to scream at the Bohrok. He became louder with each swing until he was straining himself. Tahu watched as his companion grew furious. He backed himself away from the swarm and Lewa as well. Tahu, nor any of the Toa, had ever seen Lewa act this way. Gali had now pulled herself to a large ledge away from the Bohrok and she watched as Lewa thrashed about. She then watched as the Bohrok swarms did something no Toa would probably ever see again. The Bohrok, every species present, began to withdraw from the battle. The Lehvak specifically near Lewa began to run at their top speed away from the Toa of Air. Lewa watched as they ran, but wasn't satisfied. He called upon a great wind, which lifted several Bohrok off their feet and straight at him. His ax sailed through every creature that flew at him. In the end, he had destroyed over twenty of the Bohrok, which now hung lifelessly over each other. He only calmed when he felt a great force hit his side. He was knocked to a wall and realized his entire structure was wet. He glared at Gali, whose eyes were fixed on him. Her claws outstretched, it was obvious what had struck him. With a feeling of despair, he dropped his ax to the ground. Tahu approached him very slowly, his sword drawn and somewhat poised to strike. Lewa looked up at the fiery warrior and got himself off the ground. "Perhaps it is time we had a little talk, Lewa," Tahu said coldly.

"What?"

"Give me your ax."

"Why? I have done nothing wrong!"

"Give it to me!" Tahu's eyes flared as he spoke, his sword beginning to glow a light orange shade. Lewa judged the intensity in Tahu's words and picked up his ax. He handed it to Tahu who quickly passed it on to Gali. Lewa watched as Tahu and Gali began to walk away. He looked around the fresh battle zone, noting the pile of Bohrok he had dispatched himself. Again, he noticed a Lehvak who wasn't dead. It struggled under the weight of the other Bohrok bodies as it tried to get free. Lewa walked up to it and watched it casually. Its movements seemed so peaceful and so harmless. He bent down and looked at it directly in the eyes. The Lehvak stopped moving and glared right back at Lewa. After a few moments, the creature's head dropped down quickly. It remained motionless. Lewa stared at it a bit longer, then continued to follow his friends. The only thoughts that truly plagued his mind were regrets of giving his ax to Tahu with so little resistance. The sun set over the rocky valley that had become a battleground in a very dark red tone that evening.