Well it is nice to see that some interest has been generated for this story. I was afraid that it wouldn't see much due to it being a cross over. So here is part two. Please remember to review. I now most of you won't but even just a handful would be nice.
Yes that was a hint...
Anyway on with the show.
Makuta Antroz stepped towards his brothers and sister. It had been many years since he had seen them. He and Gorast and Vamprah and Chirox had been killed in the Biostorm which raged in Karda Nui after the Mata Nui robot was re-activated. He didn't remember when Novex was originally killed and Mutran had evidently found a way to survive.
"It is good to see you again brother." Said Chirox. The others greeted him, aside from Vamprah who simply nodded.
"Who else is being resurrected?" Asked Antroz, still getting used to being alive again.
"Most of the others aside from the two newer traitors are in storage. There is one more who is being resurrected now." Said Mutran. If the knowledge that there were two more Makuta traitors as well as Makuta Vorsis surprised Antroz, he did not show it. He instead wandered over to the only remaining tube in Mutran's dark lair. One look on to the mask of its occupant caused Antroz's hideous mask to break into a pleased smile.
"Soon brother. Soon."
Ezekiel paced through the halls of the Turaga's underground facility. He thought best when he was moving. Currently he was thinking about his impending trip to the human world. The reason for that trip was in his hand. Ezekiel could feel the power of the mimicry morpher through its case. It was a different kind of power. Ezekiel was used to feeling the different forms of elemental energy. The barely contained heat of fire, the cool peace of water and the unpredictability of electricity. But this was different. It was a power meant to enhance, but there was something else that Ezekiel could not put his finger on. He shook such thoughts from his head as his sister appeared from around a corner.
"You done thinking?" She asked.
"Yes. I'm thinking that we should seek out these power rangers first. We can't just find someone and hope they will get along with them. I believe that if the rangers agree to our plan they should pick a candidate. Are we ready to leave.?" He asked her after divulging his thoughts. She said yes, saying that word had been sent to the team stationed on the other side of the portal. But before they could say any more to each other the facility shook. Alarms rang and the pair rushed towards the portal room, intent of finding Turaga Vakama and keeping him safe.
Unfortunately for Ria's children, they quickly ran into the cause for the alarm. A massive hole had been blow into the side of the mountain, leaving the halls below exposed. And currently, hanging from the top of the hole was a strange bat winged creature. It stirred when it heard the pair arrive and unfurled its black, membranous wings. It dropped and landed on all fours, using the tips of its wing claws to walk on. With a crack of metal and bone like substances it stood on now stronger looking back legs. Its wings moved to sprout from its back and from its shoulder sockets grew a new pair of arms, each one ending with a deadly looking claw. Both Ezekiel and Ismene drew their weapons, Ismene a spear with wing like decorations on the tip and Ezekiel his signature longsword, which automatically adjusted to accommodate a two handed fighting stance he settled into.
"And what exactly are you supposed to be? I've seen Makuta and they are much more intimidating than you.
"Ismene, this is a Makuta." Stated Ezekiel. The power of shadow suffused the creature and Ezkiel could sense it keenly.
"But thats not possible. They are all dead. Aren't they?"
"Of course we are not. I mean apart from your triumvate of traitors, we are standing before you. And our brothers and sister are currently ransacking your little play-den. I think it is safe to say we are very much alive daughter of Ria." This voice came from a second Makuta who literally stepped out of the shadows. He was instantly recognisable to Ezkiel from his black and green armour. He fitted the descriptions Toa Takal had given of him perfectly.
"Mutran." Said Ezkiel.
"I see your mind is as sharp as your father's." mocked the Makuta. Ezkiel lunged at him and was thrown to the ground by a blast of shadow.
"And your temper is just as fiery as your mother's" Said Mutran, once again mocking Ezekiel.
This time Ismene attacked. While here brother was on the ground she sent bright bolts of electricity into the green and black Makuta. The other came at her next. But with a beat of her wings she leaped over him and kicked him to the ground. The silver and blue Makuta rose and attempted to attack Ismene, but her brother rose to her defence. With a roar Ezekiel delivered a crushing blow with his sword, cutting a servo in the Makuta's leg and causing him to fall forward. He would have fallen onto his face if Ezekiel had not grabbed his throat and slammed him into the ground on his back. With another roar of rage, Ezekiel stomped his foot down onto the Makuta's chest causing the metal to dent and a small amount of the Makuta's antidermis to escape into the air. Throughout his brutal attack, Ezekiel had not noticed Mutran charge his staff with shadow energy. As Ezekiel finished he struck him over the head, knocking him unconscious. Ismene tried to fight, but Mutran shot her with a blast of shadow, knocking her into a wall and sending her unconscious as well. With a grunt he hauled is brother up, supporting him as he used his shape-shifting abilities to repair what damage he could.
"Come on Vamprah. Let us go and meet with the others."
Ismene was the first to regain consciousness. She hauled herself up, almost every muscle, joint, wire and piston in her body complaining at the movements required. She recovered her spear which had fallen on to a pile of rubble from the breach in the wall. She quickly located Ezekiel who was lying face down. He stirred when she shook his shoulder. With his parts complaining in much the same way as Ismene's he too rose.
"We have to get to the portal chamber. That is where the Makuta are heading. We have to protect it." Said Ezekiel as he tightened his grip on his blade and stalked deeper into the facility. Ismene sighed and once more drew her spear. She looked out of the breach in to the blue sky of Bara Magna. Something terrible was going to happen, she could feel it.
"Pitiful. You have become so weak Vakama." Said a grating voice that many being would describe as pure evil. The owner of the voice currently had Turaga Vakama by the neck in his taloned hand. Vakama struggled to free his throat but it was useless.
"At least I did not betray all I had sworn to protect." Said the Turaga defiantly. The being laughed, the sound was like tortured metal.
"I have always admired your spirit Vakama. And you are a skilled mask maker. You could have a place amongst us if you desire." In reply Vakama spat on the being armour. In retaliation he tightened his already vice like grip.
"You have no where to run. Soon almost every Toa and free being will be here to put an end to you and your misguided brotherhood." The being laughed and gestured to the pulsating portal with his staff which was held in his right talon. The staff was known in legend as the Kohlii staff of darkness.
"Ah, but you see Vakama, you and your peons have kindly excavated my escape for me."
"You will never win Makuta. Your reign of shadow will never restart." Said Vakama with a strained voice.
"You cannot stop me Turaga. Not this time." As he said this Ezekiel and Ismene rushed in, weapons drawn. As they arrived, the newest of Makuta's allies stepped from the shadows. Many of the most powerful Makuta. Antroz, Gorast, Chirox, Mutran and Vamprah. As well as a black clad female Vortrixx. The Vortrixx walked up to the Makuta and placed a hand on the gun metal coloured shoulder plate. She held a menacing looking Rotuka spinner launcher in her left hand.
"Look Makuta. More guests." She said in a dark voice. Ezekiel and Ismene could only stare in shock and disbelief at the Makuta currently holding Vakama by the throat.
"That's not possible. How can you be alive?" Shouted Ismene in disbelief. Ezekiel gripped his sword tighter and growled a single name.
"Teridax."