gathered friends listen to the tale of the of the 2 mask makers. this island bears the name okoto. we lived as a single collective under the watch of 2 brothers known as the mask makers ekimu. who we honoured above all. and makuta. this did not please ekimu's brother makuta who grew jealous over time. then skull spiders attacked us, unable to defend the creatures off. we scattered throughout out the island and formed six villages, that reflected the six elements. fire,earth,air,water,stone and ice. and six villagers were chosen to be the protectors of our village. the 2 mask makers provided the island with masks to be used to protect us against the spiders. but ekimu's were the most treasured. his brother became envious over time.

*Makuta's POV*

CLANG!

"i have to get back at him...i have to! if I'm ever to get the respect i want!" i thought to myself as i hit the forged mask with my hammer. "they treat me like I'm just there for nothing! i remember it all like it was yesterday..."

CLANG!

*two weeks ago.*

"what do you mean you won't accept the masks I make for you anymore?" i said as the villager gave the mask i provided him with. "its just that ekimu's masks have a better quality than yours and...they don't appeal to me anymore." he told me as he left and went to ekimu for a mask. i then went back to my forge and started making more masks even though some won't accept it.

"brother?"

i turned my head to where the familiar voice came from and i saw ekimu standing there behind me. "what do you want..?"

"you've been quiet lately. are you okay?" ekimu said as he went towards me.

i turned my head back to the forge. "yes i am okay. now..will you leave?"

"you don't have to be angry at me if anything you should be angry at my mask heh. well i could let you borrow my mask for you to use." ekimu chuckled as he took off his mask and started handing it to me

"no its okay I'm fine and please leave." i said as i push the mask away to ekimu.

"alright fine if you don't wait it's okay." and with that ekimu put on his mask and left. and from what i can hear outside the hut as i forge the masks are the villagers asking ekimu to lend them some more of his masks.

"making masks again makuta?"

i turned my head from behind and saw the protector of fire in his usual brown cloak that covers his entire body but his head and with the staff of fire. "oh vakama i didn't see you there."

"indeed you didn't because i was here just now. so..what bothers you?"

"what? nothing is bothering me what are you talking about?" i hesitated.

"oh really? but the tone of your voice it does."

i sighed. "yeah your right. its just people don't appreciate the masks i make for them anymore.."

"that always bothers you...your lucky i still wear the mask you provided me with despite the other protectors assaulting me with there humour about my mask."

"so..how do i make them appreciate my work?"

"the time will come makuta but for now. rest up you must be tired."

"fine.."

"also makuta..."

"hm?"

"don't forget the meeting."

"i won't."

"okay see ya later makuta."

"see ya." and with that i went to my bed and slept.

Authors note:

first chapter woohoo! sry for it being short i made it short because its still isn't that "time" yet hehe. also how do you think i should make makuta reach his breaking point? send in the reviews quick!