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PROLOGUE

Incredibly confused Joey was, as he was being led down a hall of gray by a group of heavily armed Toa, all of them refusing to say a word unless they were asked to. Sometimes they would even give vague answers. As to how Joey knew this, his first question upon seeing these Toa standing nervously in front of his house had simply been: What are you doing here? "That's classified"., was all these Toa had said before then asking him to come with them to a location, of which was also "classified", for a reason of which he had no clue whatsoever.

But with each passing second, all of this was only getting more and more confusing to the Ko-matoran. From a first glance, this sort of looked like an arrest for some severe form of a federal offense. But these still mysterious Toa had never specifically clarified this as such a thing. All they had really told him, if anything through their mysteriously vague answers, was that someone was wanting to meet him as soon as he possibly could, for reasons that were also classified.

Joey nearly tensed then, remembering the events that transpired the last time someone had told him this. But he pushed those memories aside. For those other people were nothing short of evil. He had every right to be afraid them. But so far, these Toa had never made any sort of threats towards him, nor had they threaten to kill him or somebody else if he refused to go with them. Matter of fact, they just told him that their boss had already arranged the meeting there and was waiting to see him. And as tempting as that offer was, Joey wasn't all that sure how his Fiance would feel about a group of highly skilled Toa surrounding the area should she wake up at any second.

Plus these Toa, regardless of what little information he had been given, were still polite towards him, even after he asked if they were Dark Hunters. Matter of fact, a few of them had laughed as if he was joking, also making him wonder a bit if these were the kind of guys who ate Dark Hunters on battlefields for breakfast. And those guys weren't easy to fight nowadays. Heck, there was one in Tommyville right now, but he rarely revealed himself, making it somewhat reasonable that Fireman hadn't been able to catch him yet.

Joey focused his attention back on the surrounding Toa then as they immediately stopped at an iron door to their left side, the Toa in the front opening the door as the others simply moved out of Joeys way, a few of them kindly gesturing to the now open doorway. Joey remained still for a second, looking up at the other Toa who patiently waited before then walking closer to the said doorway. As Joey got closer, he realized that he was now looking into what looked like one of those weird interrogation rooms from the movies. A dimly lit light bulb hanging from the ceiling and another Toa waited patiently inside, sitting in a wooden chair behind an old desk, faced towards the Ko Matoran. This mysterious Toa of whatever element he couldn't tell, wore armor of black and red. He also wore what appeared to be a light brown cloak of some sort, a cape-like cloth hanging down from his left shoulder. His mask was barely visible, hidden underneath a light brown hood that remained on even as he gave a kind notion for him to come in.

Unsure of what this Toa would do to him if he refused, Joey simply walked inside, stopping in front of the long wooden desk that came more clearly into view as he approached the still seated Toa. The Toa then notioned to a chair to Joeys right side. From what Joey could already tell, this guy was wanting to ask a couple of off the record questions, and as Joey complied, sitting down and staring nervously across the table at the hooded Toa, he almost started to wonder if he knew what this was about. Or better yet, if he had been recently framed for something he didn't do. Crap, for all he knew, these guys might've been after Fireman. All he could do now was wait and see just what this hidden Toa wanted.

The Toa slid a brown file out of the dark of the table on his right side, sliding it to Joey as he told him: "A friend of mine recently got a report from a few witnesses that a series of certain and rather curious events had recently transpired. Events involving you".

Joey cocked his head in curiosity, then asking: "I'm sorry sir, did I do anything wrong"?

"No, of course not"., The Toa responded. "The events I'm about to ask about have just made a few people curious is all".

Still unsure of what this Toa was referring to, Joey looked down at the file in front of him, then looking up at the Toa and silently asking if he could open it. After the Toa gave a nod of approval, Joey looked back down at the file and carefully and slowly opening. Joey widened his eyes at the pictures that rested inside. There was one of a recently opened vase, gold in color, and marked in angelic symbols. A few others showed a bit of destruction in at least a couple places, some of the destroyed debris burning in blue flames. And lastly, there were mugshots of a few criminals who had just been token in a few days ago. Now Joey knew what this was about. But now another question formed in his head as he looked back up at the hooded Toa: How did he know it was me?

The Hooded Toa simply leaned back in his chair then, hiding a little more of himself in the shadows as he then asked: "Can you clarify to us what exactly happened the day you entered that temple"?, then taking out a notebook and a pen, laying them down on the table, pen at the ready to write as he waited for Joeys answer.

Thinking for a moment, Joey let out a long sigh before then responding: "Well, what I CAN say, is that it started out as a normal day for me". "Digging, exploring ancient ruins and artifacts, that kind of stuff".

The Toa wrote a few things down, then looking absently up at the matoran as he asked: "That's a normal day as a weapon-crafter"?

Joey scratched the back of his head nervously, then responding: "Well, for a weapons-crafter slash Archeologist. Archeologist being nothing more than a part-time job".

The Toa gave a small nod in understanding as he continued to write down everything Joey was currently telling him.

"But, this wasn't like one of those NORMAL days if anything"., Joey told him.

The Toa stopped writing then, looking up at Joey with a curious pair of red eyes.

"How so"?, The Toa immediately asked him.

Joey looked down at the wood of the table, trying now to recount everything that had happened that day, for the past few days as he responded: "I... came across something. Something very old and very powerful. Something that seems to have changed my life forever". Then leaning back into his seat and looking up into the Toa's still answer demanding eyes as he continued. "I mean yeah, my life was already changed once I was helping Fireman out with his suit and all of his other endeavors, but to be honest I didn't really expect to find myself become someone like him. Let alone, SOMETHING stronger".

The Toa wrote a little while longer, then looking back up at the Ko-matorans honest gaze with a look like he had heard about this kind of thing several other times before now.

"Finding a higher purpose in life can always be pretty shocking"., He told him. "I've seen enough heroes grow and develop to know this as a fact".

Joey cocked his head sideways. Did this Toa actually just indirectly call him a hero? As in, he KNEW what he had within him, as they were speaking? No., Joey thought, remembering then that he had said moments earlier that these certain events made whoever his leader was, curious. As in there was no way he could know what specifically this was. And if he didn't, chances were, neither did this hooded Toa.

"But what I really want to know at the moment is: just what was it"?, The Toa asked him. "What did you find"?

Joey looked down at the hard-wood table again as he began to wonder whether or not telling this guy was at all a good idea. Sure, he knew by now that this guy would be good at keeping a secret, but would he really keep THIS one? Or better yet, just what would he do with this information once he got it? Or the bigger question: what would his BOSS do with it? And could any of these guys really be trusted?

Joey sighed to himself then as he silently decided that it'd probably be the best option to go ahead and tell him nonetheless. This room was guarded on the outside by at least five other Toa, people he didn't want to harm on accident should he be... agitated. Keeping that in mind, it was clear to him now that if he was going to get out of here without harming himself or anybody else here, he didn't really have a choice.

Joey looked back up at the Toa, then lifting his right hand to reveal, in place of a usual white one, a black hand, scorched and burning with a small blue flame as he calmly replied: "Well sir, I guess that's just where my story begins".

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(stretches) Well that's the prologue for my fourth story of Phase 1. And unlike Bioformers 2 Part 1, which I will also be working on at the same time I work on this one, I will be typing this story myself. That's right everybody! From here, I will be typing two stories at a time. Anyways, any of you guys like the story so far? Please be sure to leave a review or PM me for any questions thoughts and/or concerns. Thanks for reading and please, have a God-blessed day! XD