Author's Notes: So, I've wanted to do something like this for a reeeaaally long time, but just never got around to starting. However, Jeremy requested I write an OnuaxLewa songfic (a really long time ago, so I'm so very sorry it's so late!) and I figured it'd be a perfect way to kick this thing off. So this one's for you Jeremy! (And now it's also a birthday present from myself to myself. Haha, I'm a loser. XD)

This collection will be composed of chapters/tracks that will be stand-alone one-shots with their own warnings and pairings. Basically this is just a fun thing for me to do whenever I have free time or want a way to get myself back on track with writing if I fall into a slump again, so it won't really be on top of my priorities list. Feel free to request songs and pairings to go with them, though 'cause I'll write whatever, slash and het alike. And with that said, please enjoy! X3

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters mentioned in this story. They all belong to Lego and/or anyone else who owns them. This fic also contains yaoi, slash, and/or shounen-ai, which all mean boyxboy love. There is also mention of character death, so if you don't like that sort of thing, I suggest turning back before your eyes are burned out of their sockets. Enjoy! XD

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"Bionicle Melodies"
By: Green Devil
Track 1: "Your Star"

The night sky had never looked so alien.

Lewa looked up at the inky blackness, to a familiar cluster of stars, and felt tears well up in his lime green eyes, blurring his vision. His legs gave out and he fell to his knees, sobbing into the palms of his hands.

It wasn't fair.

I can't see your star
I can't see your star

"Toa Lewa, you should be resting." Tamaru spoke up from behind him, tentatively placing a hand on his shoulder. Never had he seen the Toa of Air so broken. He was always so happy and carefree. It hurt to not be able to do anything for him.

Though I've patiently waited, bedside
For the death of today

The emerald one didn't seem to acknowledge the statement or the gesture, even the matoran's presence. His tears fell like waterfalls and wouldn't stop, only one thought—one memory—replaying itself over and over in his head.

It just wasn't fair!

I can't see your star
The mechanical lights of Le-Metru frightened it away

They told him he could be saved; they said he'd be okay; he said he wouldn't leave . . .

Feelings of loneliness plagued his consciousness, mixing with his sorrow and turning it into something else, something he wasn't known for. He jumped from the balcony of his home in Le-Metru and broke into a run once on the ground, leaving behind a very scared and concerned matoran.

And I'm alone now
Me and all I stood for

He could care less where he was headed, stumbling through the outskirts of his city with no real destination in mind. He was trying to outrun the sky—the testament to how very wrong everything was now.

Spirit stars weren't supposed to die, and neither were the ones connected to them!

His jigsaw puzzle of a heart had been torn all apart and never would it be able to come together again. Parts were missing and they could never come back.

We're wandering now
All in parts and pieces
Swim lonely

The emerald Toa ran until his legs finally gave out on him and he collapsed onto the cool, supporting ground, the earth almost reaching out for him. He laid there on his stomach, panting, turning the dirt to mud with his tears.

Find your own way out

He dug his fingers into the soil, gritting his teeth and choking back the wails that desperately wanted to tear from his throat.

"Onua," snuck its way past his lips, a small pathetic cry, "why?"

Up above, the sky continued to mock him.

I can't see your star
I can't see your star

The light of the twin moons and the shine of the stars provided no help against the black blanketing the area, what was left of the jungle canopy blocking it out. Lewa had learned to cope with the darkness from his many times in Onu-Koro and Onu-Metru, but now it felt different. His old fear was awakened, orbs of jade no longer there to see things he could not.

How can the darkness feel so wrong?

He hated being alone, that's why he surrounded himself with so many friends. How could he still call himself a Toa when he'd lost everything he stood for—the only thing that truly mattered to him?

But what of Le-Metru and the matoran that still called him their protector—their hero?

He didn't know. Nothing made sense anymore. Things were jumbled and so, so wrong.

And I'm alone now
Me and all I stood for

The Air Toa couldn't bring himself to move anymore, his body numb and his mind too muddled to even send the signals to his limbs. He had always been the one that needed protecting, no matter how much he despised admitting it, even to himself. He was weak, even though Onua would constantly assure him otherwise. It was obvious. He couldn't even save the one he loved. How pathetic was that?

He clutched the dirt in his fist even tighter, small, jagged rocks digging into his palm and drawing pinpricks of blood. The pain didn't matter anymore, however.

Nothing mattered anymore.

We're wandering now
All in parts and pieces
Swim lonely
Find your own way out

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a star dimming, growing colder, as if dieing. He felt the same way. The ground was like ice now, feeling like the lips that had captured his own in his lover's final moments. Was the earth dieing along with its elemental master? It felt like it.

So far away
It's growing colder without your love

"Onua . . .come back, please." His voice was hoarse from the tightening of his throat that came along with his tears. He whispered the name like a mantra, praying for the Great Beings to allow his love back into the world. Deep down he knew it'd never happen, but that didn't stop his broken heart from calling out.

Why can't you feel me calling your name?

The silence that ate up his pleas was deafening. Nothing stirred, not even one of the usually plentiful insects, yet he still couldn't hear his lover's reply. Or maybe Onua couldn't hear him?

It was no use then. He couldn't call out his name; his voice would no longer come. He laid there shattered and useless, silent tears dripping into the mud against his cheek.

Can't break the silence; it's breaking me

Something came over him then. Orbs of lime, so known for shinning with the light of innocence, became dull, lifeless things. The emerald Toa pushed himself to his knees, mechanically wiping away the dirt from his face to stare at it.

All my fears turn to rage

Lewa suddenly snapped and a whirlwind came into existence, a frenzied disaster all around him. He sat as the eye of the storm, lime green orbs alight with rage. All fault for his partner's demise lied with the darkness and he wanted it gone. All rational thought flew out the window—the knowledge that he couldn't hurt the black for it had no physical form. All he saw were eyes of blood almost begging to taste his vengeance.

Various trees and plants were uprooted and forced to fly with the current, breaking down more of their brethren, adding to the destruction. The Toa of Air cared not and expanded the tornado to reach a greater area—to sweep up those eyes.

And I'm alone now

But he couldn't. The darkness couldn't be cleared away and he fell forward, catching himself on his hands before he hit the ground, panting from the amount of energy he'd wasted. The swirl of devastation dissipated, his power spent, and silence reigned once more after the trees had crashed down, punctuated only by his harsh breaths.

Me and all I stood for
We're wandering now
All in parts and pieces
Swim lonely

The tears came again in full force and his frame was again wracked with sobs. The area around him had been decimated, but he couldn't bring himself to care. The jungle that he use to cherish and protect meant nothing to him anymore.

Find your own way out now

The emerald one's inability to banish the darkness ate away at him. He couldn't even exact his revenge. He really was nothing. How could he call himself a Toa when he couldn't even do what was expected of the title?

Nothing worth fighting for

He didn't know what to do. He was lost and alone and his world was crumbling right before his eyes. It hurt; he felt ill; a frustrated, agonized scream finally ripped from his throat. He pounded his fists into the dirt, bloodying his knuckles on the rocks in the process.

We're wandering now

Lewa collapsed back onto the ground on his back, the stars' betrayal still showing for the entire world to see. He turned away from it, eyes shut tightly. He couldn't stand it. Why couldn't it just go away already?!

All in parts and pieces

He felt warm then. Something shone across his chest and fought away the cold that had seeped into his limbs. He cracked open an eye and saw that it was a ray of light; he looked upward and found the black to be turning purple, lightening with each passing second.

Swim lonely

A look to the east had him squinting against the shine of the twin suns at sunrise. The darkness was banished right before his eyes from all around him, as were the stars in the sky. He found solace in their radiance and wrapped his arms around himself. It was as if he could feel his lover surrounding him now.

Find your own way out

With this reassurance, he'd be able to go on another day, so long as the suns shone in the sky and hid away the testament that was six spirit stars when there should be seven.

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A/N: Changed one word of the song to make it fit. Did you notice? XD Confused? Well, let's just say that Onua didn't make it back after the whole Piraka/Barraki/etc. thing. That train of thought is pretty much where this sprouted from. Well, hope you liked and look forward to the next one! Please review to feed the cute little plot bunnies! X3

Also, I've created a Yahoo!Group called Bionicle Slash. Can you guess what it's for? Yes, it's for archiving Bionicle fan fiction featuring yaoi, slash, and/or shounen-ai. If you're interested, come join. I'll have my fics up there as well, even the unedited versions of some, meaning there's lemons there that cannot be viewed here because of new (Or should I now say old?) policy. Want to see? The link's in my profile since it won't show up here.