The End is Nigh Chapter 2, a bionicle fanfic

The End is Nigh is a BIONICLE fanfiction Drama, Mystery written by author TheFireStar97. It is set in an alternate universe Metru Nui, where the Toa Metru didn't become Turaga after waking up the Matoran. 12 years after the Great Cataclysm, the Toa are being hunted and killed by the City of Legends' new government. A vigilante known as 'Zariox' plans to find out why when he uncovers that the Toa have been framed for an unknown reason.

This story is rated T for Some Mature Themes: Extreme Violence, Some Sexual Content, Language, Moments of Terror, Drama and Philosophical Themes.

You have been warned!

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The End is Nigh

Chapter 1: A Toa's Memoir

"Vakama, Vakama, come to me…" she whispers in my ear.

I try to reach her, but I can't, it's too late. As I look at her beautiful face, I suddenly start to realize that she isn't real, not anymore. As I awake from my dream, the only thing I see is her face with her bright blue eyes, the only thing I feel is the touch of her lips, the sensation of seeing her again.

As I snap out of it, I look out of my window, I look at a once beautiful and peaceful city. A city that has been plagued by corruption and violence.

It was still raining, raining to wash away all the filth from this once proud city, so that in the morning, when the light of dawn illuminates the island, everything would be back to normal. But it wasn't enough, some things can't be washed out. Some things are forever, eternal.

As I look at her photograph, I realize how much I miss her, how much I miss my life from the past. But living in the past wouldn't make anything better, it would only make things worse.

'All we see of stars are their old photographs. They can help us to understand the past, to make a better present and to predict and dream of the future.'

A wise friend of mine once told me this, until now I didn't stand still to think about its truth, the meaning it holds.

Often I would think about ending it all. About killing myself just to be with her. Tears fell from my eyes as I tried to cut my wrists, but I couldn't do it. I never could, no matter how many times I tried, I couldn't do it.

I thought she was dead but I had no assurance. Was she alive? Was she dead? I didn't know, without knowing, ending my own life seemed pointless. Maybe there is no heaven, no life after death. Does Mata Nui exist? If he did, he doesn't care what happens in this world, he never did, he never would. Why would he? He doesn't exist, he doesn't exist…

"After the Visorak war, I wanted to sacrifice my powers in order to wake up the sleeping Matoran. Nuju laid a hand on my shoulder, telling me that it wasn't our time yet, that Mata Nui had something different in store for us.

"Then what more does he want from us?" I asked, "We already gave everything, we saved the heart of Metru Nui."

He looked at me, a small smile formed on his Kanohi, "I don't know, Vakama. Whatever it is, it must be important."

We awakened the Matoran using Toa stones we found, at long last Toa Lhikan's whish had come true, the heart of Metru Nui was saved.

We celebrated, at least the others of my team did. I still felt guilty for what had happened. How I had hurt my friends.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by a very friendly Ta-Matoran named Jaller. He said he wanted to take a photograph of us, the Toa Metru.

As we stood together for the picture, Matau pulled funny tricks on the others and made funny faces. I tried to crack a smile, but I couldn't. I felt Nokama's gaze, she reached for my hand, and grabbed it. As our fingers touch, a small feeling of happiness bestows me.

Jaller takes the picture. Matau complains about the sparkles in his eyes, we all laugh, I laugh, for the first time in months.

When I finally sat down on my bed, someone knocked on the door. It was Nokama. I opened, and asked her, "Is there something wrong?"

"No, not at all," she responded with a smile, "Can I come in?"

"S-sure…" I managed to say, my throat began to ache.

I let her in my room, and shut the door.

"Vakama, are you feeling alright?" she asked, a concerned look on her pretty face.

"Why-Why do ask?"

"You don't have to feel responsible for what happened during our time as Hordika. You know that, right?" she looked me right in the eyes, I couldn't say anything.

She came closer, and kissed me. My arms folded around her waist, I returned the kiss. As her warm lips left mine I whispered, "I don't know what to say."

She leaned her forehead against mine, "You don't have to say anything, I know Vakama. I know that you love me, and you know…that I love you."

The 30th day of the second year after the Great Cataclysm, Nokama and I make love for the very first time. As our naked bodies are thrusting, pressed against each other, I can see in her eyes how much she loves me. I tell her that I love her, and that I want to spend the rest of my life with her.

She says she knows, and that she feels the same way.

I rub her beautiful thighs, she folds her arms and legs around me. She moans of pleasure and happiness.

This was one of my happy days, a day the 'Twin Suns' kept shining. Shining bright, brighter than ever before…

Two months later, Nokama bursts into tears. I held her in my arms, tried to comfort her. She doesn't stop sobbing. Nokama found out that she couldn't get pregnant, this came as a complete and utter shock to her. She really wanted to have kids, I wanted to have kids with her. We both knew that was impossible now.

"It'll be alright, honey," I whispered to her, "This is not the end, everything will get better, as long as we have each other."

I kissed her forehead and rocked her in my arms. I started to softly whisper and sing a song I remembered from my time as a Matoran.

"Only you, can do make all this world seem right…
Only you, can do make the darkness bright…
Only you, and you alone, can thrill me like you do…
And fill my heart with love for only you…

Only you, can do make all this change in me…
For it's true, you are my destiny…
When you hold my hand, I understand…
the magic that you do…
You're my dream come true…
my one and only you…

One and only you..."

About a month later, war broke out in Metru Nui. The Brotherhood of Makuta and the Dark Hunters wanted revenge for what had happened during the Great Cataclysm and the Visorak war. For this one occasion, they joined forces. We were outnumbered, but reinforcements from other islands soon joined the chaos.

Matoran had had been seeking shelter underground or tried to get off the island.

Toa were slaughtered left and right, explosions and war vehicles everywhere. We were losing.

The war had been going on for a year now, we had suffered heavy losses. As of that moment, 1,521 Toa had lost their lives trying to protect Metru Nui and the Matoran. They died protecting an island that wasn't even their own home.

Our team was still intact. Whenua and Nuju thought of it as a sign by Mata Nui that we would survive this war and that it may be our destiny to stop it.

I began to doubt this when Nokama and I were pinned down by enemy forces. As we were crawling there in the dirt we held hands. She looked me straight in the eyes and told me that she loved me.

"I love you too," I said. Tears were falling from our eyes, waiting for it to end, but it never happened.

The Dark Hunters that tried to kill us had vaporized, a God-like Toa stood there, offering his hands to pull us back up. This mysterious golden Toa wearing a Great Hau had saved us.

In the morning, the battlefield was resting. At our camp I tried to find the golden Toa. But I didn't, there was no trace of him anywhere, it was as if he had never existed. When I asked others about him, everyone denied seeing him.

Another year had gone by. We were starting to win, but on the other hand we were losing. One of my closest friends was losing it. War had driven him mad, and hungry to viciously kill our enemies.

They were powerless against his heavy tornados, his quick moves, his furious anger, his swords. He put people on fire, made them eat grenades. The Matau I knew was gone, a monster had taken his place.

"Matau, stop!" I yelled. I tried to stop him from killing a Dark Hunter who was pleading for his life. He had already cut off this poor man's legs.

"Please, I have a wife and kids," the Dark Hunter said, crying, "I didn't want to do this, I swear. If I didn't they were going to kill my family!"

"Like hell they are you piece of shit! I don't believe a single word-thing you say!" Matau responded.

"Matau, stop this! He needs medical attention," I tried to explain to my 'fallen' brother.

"Fuck no! You believe every fucking thing these bastards quick-tell you to quick-save their lives?!"

"No, but-"

"That's settled then," Matau interrupted me, he pulled out an energy gun and shot the Dark Hunter in the head.

I couldn't move and looked in shock at what my fellow Toa had done.

"You could've easily quick-stopped me, but you didn't. Why would you care about these sons of bitches? They try to kill us, our friends, our loved ones! They try to take our home! Deep in our mind we all know what these bastards deserve! Deep down we are all nothing but monsters. It's in our nature, always has been," after he said this he walked away, we had yet another victory in this new war, but Matau's words and cruel methods still shocked me to my heartstone.

"Get him on the table!" Onewa shouted.

Nuju had been stabbed and shot multiple times. He was dying, dying as no one should die, painful.

"Nokama, can't you heal him?!" Whenua asked, deep concern in his voice.

"I'll try!" Nokama tried to use her healing powers, but to no avail.

I grabbed Nuju's hand, and held it, "It's going to be alright, brother."

"No it's not," he said in a painful voice.

"You can't die on me! I won't let you die!" I yelled.

"It's okay, Vakama. Mata Nui has a plan for all of us."

"How can I think that if he lets you die like this?!" I asked with a shivery voice, tears rolling down my Kanohi.

"It's okay, Vakama. One day, you'll understand. Just as I do now," he said softly.

"Please don't…" I cried. I cried like I had never before.

"All we see of s-stars are their old photographs... They…can help us to understand the past, to make a better present and to…to predict and dream of the future. When the time is right…you will understand…" Nuju whispered painfully. He breathed heavily until his heartlight went out. The light behind his eyes faded. He was dead.

"No, no, NO!" I screamed, "Don't you fucking DIE on me! Don't you die on me!"

I smashed anything I could smash. I sat down on the floor and cried.

Whenua and Onewa looked at the floor in shock. Matau dropped his cigar and left the room without saying a word. Nokama sat down with me, she tried to comfort me. But I heard her sobbing as well.

As we cried on each other's shoulder, I silently cursed at Mata Nui…

At the end of that year, we were winning. After Nuju's death we had become more violent, more bloodthirsty. With only one hundred Toa remaining, we pushed the enemies out of Metru Nui. More Toa came to help us, but that wasn't necessary anymore. The remaining Makuta soldiers had left and the surviving Dark Hunters surrendered.

We had won the war. We celebrated, rebuild. Mourned for our fallen comrades and took care of the wounded.

Matau had the hardest time dealing with the fact that the war was over, the friends he'd lost and horrible things he had done. He secluded himself in his home in Le-Metru. I tried to visit him several time, so did the others, but he always yelled at us to go away and leave him alone.

Not everything that came after the war was good, we weren't branded as heroes. In war, there are no heroes, there's only survival and the bad things people do to each other.

A couple of months after the war, Turaga Dume died. A new government was formed. Toa started disappearing.

Not everything was bad though. Nokama and I got married. Whenua fell in love with a Ga-Matoran. We were all happy, except for Matau. No one ever saw him. I often went to check on him if he hadn't disappeared like other Toa who had been staying here after the war. But he always replied, telling me to go away and leave him in peace.

He didn't show up at our wedding, the old partying Matau was gone. Gone, but not forgotten.

The following year, Nokama told me something unbelievable.

"Vakama, honey?"

"Yes? What's wrong?" I asked.

She smiled, "I'm pregnant."

"What?"

"I'm pregnant," she laughed and hugged me.

"But, but, how is that possible? I thought you weren't able to get pregnant?"

"The doctors said those tests were faulty. Isn't it great?!"

"Yes it is, Nokama, yes it is!" I kissed her, like I had never kissed her before, this was the happiest day of my life.

It's been a while since I've written in this thing. Sorry about that. But, it's-it's just, with Nokama and the baby and all.

It was the day Nokama had to give birth to our child, our daughter.

I was so excited, you couldn't imagine.

I heard her scream in the other room of the hospital. I couldn't take it. When the screams stopped, doctors rushed in the room. I didn't know what was going on.

After ten minutes, a nurse approached me, "I'm sorry Toa Vakama, but we did everything to save her."

"What do you mean?" I asked, tears dripping on the floor where I was standing.

"Toa Nokama is fine, but-we couldn't save your daughter. Something went wrong…"

I stared in front of me for over a minute. I didn't know what to do, I just cried. Cried like I had cried when Nuju died. Only this time, Nokama wasn't here to comfort me.

I close my dairy. It became too depressing for me, tears were already forming in my eyes.

"Hey bud, what you readin' there?" the barkeep of the bar I'm currently in asks.

"Just some personal stuff."

"Alright, alright. Can I get you anything?" He asks nicely.

"I'll have a beer, thanks," I reply while lighting a cigarette. I cough, every day it gets worse.

The barkeep gives me my beer, "There you go bud."

"Thanks"

I look up at the screen above me. A news report's playing.

"The Metru Nui Police Squad has put out a warrant for the violent vigilante known as Zariox. Zariox was last seen yesterday by a Po-Matoran when he jumped from a roof and disappeared into the night. He is wanted for the murder of a Ga-Matoran who was pushed from her window and fell to her death. If any individual has any information on the whereabouts of this violent offender, please inform the Metru Nui police as quickly as possible."

"What a world we live in, huh?" the barkeep asks me.

"Yeah, what a world indeed." I sigh.

"You got a girl, my man?"

"No, I did. But she passed away," I reply.

"I'm sorry man, you know what. I'll give you that drink for free."

"That's not necessary."

"I insist," the barkeep says, "If you're still looking for some lady action, I'd suggest going to 'The Ga-Metru Club', really nice looking chicks there."

"Uh, thanks."

As I'm about to drink my beer, something golden and familiar catches my attention. I turn around and see nothing, only some weird looking Matoran staring at me.

Author's Note: The next chapter, titled: "Zariox' Journal, Day 16", will be uploaded some time tomorrow. I hope you had a pleasant read.