Chapter One

A tan Toa with emerald eyes watched two burly Great Spirits from behind a large stone formation on the rocky coast. Night had fallen on the island of Metru-Nui and, although the sunsets of Metru-Nui were famed for their immense beauty, Nahili's focus was not on the sunset. Instead, it was on the two Great Spirits standing on a small dais, who she noted were of the Delta division, judging by their dented copper armbands.

"Easy prey," she murmured, and took out a small canister from a pouch on the belt around her waist. The cylinder was clear, with several luminescent green spheres- Bula berries- packed inside. Once thrown, the explosive properties of the berries would activate upon contact, causing a lethal explosion.

The Toa of Wood took aim and launched the cylinder into the air. The two Great Spirits wouldn't know what hit them.

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Ten minutes later, Sakron-Nu walked down a corridor in the Great Spirit fortress on the island of Metru-Nui. Now, the lavender Great Spirit would normally walk down these corridors with a touch of gravity in his voice and a spring in his step, but today his walk was hurried and urgent; his voice angry.

Sakron took time once again to read the report that had appeared, via the extensive system of message tubes throughout the fortress, in the middle of his bedtime snack. He withdrew the rolled-up parchment from the pocket of his violet robe and read it.

Apparently, two Great Spirits from the Delta division of the army had just had the stone dais they were doing lookout duty on explode, killing them both. As if that wasn't enough, two sets of armour had been stolen from the armoury outpost on the coast at the same time; two sets of armour that would take time and widgets to replace. And Sakron had a very good idea of who was behind both incidents.

The Resistance of Toa.

Now, the Great Spirit army used Toa as its footsoldiers due to their control over elements, large numbers and easy transport, but recently a small group of Toa had rebelled. And that was when the trouble had started.

Sakron sighed and looked up at the stone ceiling of the corridor. If only there was a way to get rid of the Resistance for good...

Wait. The Great Spirit's mouth curved upwards into a smile. There was one person that could be used to destroy the Resistance. Sure, he would require plenty of training, but the end result would be worth it.

Whirling around, Sakron dashed down an adjacent corridor past several rooms of empty bunks- their inhabitants participating in a drill- and stopped at a gleaming silver door at the end. After typing in a long, complicated code on the control panel affixed to the wall beside the door, it slid open with a hiss and admitted him inside.

The room was pure white, with frigistones installed throughout to keep a constant level of icy temperature. In the middle of the room was a crystal coffin with a single Toa, adorned with a Great Huna, lying inside.

Sakron lifted a lavender finger to the surface of the coffin and tapped gently, murmuring as he did so.

"Wakey wakey, Hikan..."