Toa Dierak looked up at the man standing in the middle of the podium. It was dume, a legendary warrior who all toa knew as he single handedly has been defending metru nui for thousands of years. His presence alone has detoured many would be villains about committing crimes in his city. Dume was a tall tanned skinned muscular man who had short messy hair and a scruff bears as well as a few scars on his face, his eyes were a vibrant purple, he was middle aged to say the least. But everyone respected or feared the name dume for a reason.
Millions of matoran and toa cheered as dume watched the many cameras in the coliseum trained on him, he was judging them as warriors, as well as for there so called crimes. He then raised his hand; a hush fell over the crowd. They waited on his every action with bated breath.
"You six toa are herby under trail for the crimes against the Great Spirit, as well as the matoran who call you heroes." His words were like stones on each of their chests, they were innocent but this wouldn't matter if dume didn't see that his words are final.
"NOT GUILTY SIR!" all six toa yelled at the top of their lungs.
Dume smiled but as soon as it was there it was gone, his face illuminated on the large monitor he spoke again.
"You six are brave to lie to me, not many who do get away with it." He began. "So tell me why do I have visual proof that you SIX AIDED THE ESCAPE OF THE SIX WARLORDS THE BARRAKI!"
A video clip showed the six warlords being freed of the bonds, and the toa in question giving them their weapons and letting them go on an undisclosed sea vessel. The six were in shock they didn't do this they helped bring down the Barraki. But their fates were sealed there was no way out of this.
"THAT IS FALSE MY TEAM AND I WOULD NEVER HELP TRAITORS AND ENDAGER MATORAN IN THE PROCESS!" Dierak shouted in protest. This however was in vain.
The crowd began to murmur, the warlord were slave driver, cold hearted killers, all to usurp the Great Spirit. They became such a threat it took the combined effort of dume as well as multiple toa teams and the brotherhood to take them down, only for them to escape with the help of some traitorous toa.
The crowd began to shout in anger; they began to throw anything on hand with surprising accuracy for matoran. A rock hit miya in the side of her head, many rocks and other potential lethal objects were hitting the toa causing slight gashes to them causing bleeding. Dume's lip began to curl and his anger rose quickly.
"ENOUUUGH!" he exploded, slamming his fists down extinguishing all the flames in the coliseum. Harsh shadows filled were bright flames once were. After a few moments flames slowly began to relight and illuminate the coliseum. Dume collected himself, rarely did he outburst like this Helyx and Miserix looked at one another with confused looks dume never lost his temper ever, it wasn't like him.
"Your ranks are here by stripped your names erased off our honored halls. You six are found guilty of treason to your toa brethren, the matoran and the Great Spirit; you will be placed in holding cells till your execution. Take them away." With that dume left not even watching the now struggling toa being dragged off into the deepest cells bellow the coliseum.
Dume stormed out of the podium stairway, anger in his eyes his breath ragged and scarce. Clenching his fist he summoned his will power and calmed himself, and continued walking past his office he passed by a makuta who guarded his chamber. Teridax the sergeant showed no emotion and stared straight ahead and only saluted as the toa walked past him. As soon as he was out of his vision and ear shot Teridax collapsed exhausted. He was in a cold sweat.
He almost was overpowered by that one toa, and was almost discovered. I need to be more careful from now on and not act so directly toward him from now on. He whipped the sweat off himself and began to calm himself. Part one of his plan was now completed now on to part two. He walked off down the long corridors whistling in a joyful tune.
-Later that night in the great forge-
The heat of the forge never bothered dume in fact it paled in comparison to the heat he could create and command. He stood alone next to the loud forge contemplating the events that had transpired. A loud groan of rusted metal doors broke his thoughts. He turned to see Helryx and Miserix in the doorway; he waved them in and motioned to close the door.
The heat made the two nauseous, but they bared it for there meeting was very important. After a brief silence dume spoke just barley over the roar of the forge.
"We have a major problem on our hands." He began. "You two must have sensed it as well. There are other powers at work here; the events that transpired today were all too coincidental."
"Yeah why would a toa team betray the great spirit like this?" Miserix whispered.
Dume sighed, in turn the flames of the forge quivered as if to responding to his breath. "No those six were innocent, on top of that someone was in my mind controlling my actions. My thoughts are they found something or saw something they shouldn't have and are being taken care of in a way as not to draw attention to the true terrorist."
The two stood shocked. Dume continued, "There is indeed a traitor among out ranks but it is not those six, however I cannot go back on my verdict."
This angered Helryx. "so those six are just going to die for no reason taking the fall for some coward who manipulated you!"
Dume glared at Helryx who in turn glared back, soon steam enveloped the room. The two toa of opposing elements were locked in death stares with one another.
Miserix broke the silence. "So what are we going to do to find this traitor and save the toa?"
Helryx didn't even hesitate for a moment as she said a name. "Botar"
Dume nodded then leaned over and whispered in her ear, the location and cell number where the toa were held in.
"this meeting never happened." He stated then the three left the forge. They had work to do.