Whoot! I'm back! WHOOTTT! Anyway, I got some inspiration...and I'm gonna write this chapter! Go! Taseer!

Taseer: Bionicle is owned by Greg, or Lego, not by WWP, only we are, her cute little Toa Akidroh! –smiles-

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The next morning…

Nuju yawned and stretched his arms as the Mata-Nui sunlight hit his eyes. He got up and trotted over to the fruit sack for a light breakfast. He opened the sack and took out a medium green-blue one. As soon as he bit into it, he felt his hunger cease.

Smiling a little, he continued munching on his fruit. The Toa of Ice looked around the campground. Whenua was gently snoring on his stump, and Matau was drooling all over his mat.

Nuju gave a small snicker at his green brother. He looked so innocent when he slept.

When he had eaten all the flesh of the fruit he could, Nuju threw the core in the bushes and stretched again. The white Toa looked into the jungle and decided that he would work-out for little bit before the other Toa Metru awoke. Quietly, he snuck out and left the others, still fast asleep in their dreams.

The Toa of Ice trudged through the thick brush of the jungle before coming to a little clearing. He looked around, and decided that, yes; this was a good spot to do a few exercises. Nuju started with a warm-up consisting of a few one-handed pushups, followed by a few sit-ups, then by a few back flips and front flips. He then moved on to the harder stuff, like swinging his Crystal Spikes at an invisible enemy while back flipping out of the blow of another. More than once, he had used his mask power to summon lone branches and use them like javelins, throwing them at his 'opponents'.

Soon, he was panting as hard as a Muaka cat after it had ran after a Kikanalo. The Toa of Ice sat down for a breather and began working his mind, slowly recalling on what the best way was to defeat an enemy.

While he was meditating, his ears picked up the faint sound of someone 'kee-YAhing'. He looked further into the jungle, wondering if this was the same thing Vakama had heard before he got up and crept to the sound of the yelling, using his lenses like binoculars. The 'Keeey-YA!'s were getting louder the closer he got. Then, his lenses caught a glimpse of something white and pale blue through the trees.

Nuju switched off the binocular vision and soundlessly edged forward. His eyes peered into a small clearing, much like his own, where a sleek, pale-blue-and-white Toa was sparring with trees and branches. He noted that her movements were a lot like an icy-cold river moving through a freezing landscape. She was bending, and stepping out of attacks, but she was also hitting hard enough to leave gashes on the trunks of trees.

The Toa's weapons flashed and glinted in the light. Wavy, Iceberg blue blades with pure-white handles slashed and defeated her enemies. Nuju saw her crystal-blue-and-red eyes widen as she put her blades away.

She growled at an army of transparent who-knows-what, and icy-shruiken appeared in her hands. She gave a quick spin, sending the throwing stars everywhere. Nuju had to duck to avoid getting his head split in two.

Letting out a sigh, the female Toa waved her hand at every shruiken and they disappeared.

The Toa Metru watched as the strange Toa stretched and cooled-down her body. She had done an excellent workout, complete with weapons, and elemental powers, plus she had done a cool-down, which allowed the body to relax and slow down to normal speed. All and all, she had done very well.

Nuju started clapping, startling the Toa. She loosened her blades and stood in a fighting position, her eyes watching the pure-white Toa warily. The Toa Metru of Ice held his hands high, to show he meant no harm. "I will not hurt you. I am a friend." He said, slowly, in case this was a not-so-bright-Ko-Toa.

Her eyes narrowed. "I can speak, Ko-Matoran!" she hissed. "I wasn't born on this island!"

Nuju frowned, curious about this statement. "Then where did you come from?" he asked her.

The Toa looked away. "What does it matter to you? All you Ko-Matoran are alike!" she spat, causing the male Toa to flinch.

"What did we possibly do to you? I've never seen you before in my life!" he argued, throwing his hands up for emphasis.

"They all say that. Remember Lhikan? Toa Lhikan?" she asked, keeping her eyes narrowed.

Nuju nodded and his eyes misted up a little over the memory of the valiant Toa Lhikan.

"His team wasn't so good. Lots of rotten Gukko eggs in that lot."

Nuju shook his head. "No! They were all good! Not one of them rotten!" he defended.

"No. They were not. Lhikan may have been the only good Toa in his team. Remember Nidhiki? Toa of Air?"

Nuju flinched, remembering Nidhiki. "Was he once a Toa?"

The female nodded. "Yes. He was until Roodaka mutated him…remember Tuyet? Toa of Water?"

The Toa Metru flinched again. Tuyet was the only Toa who had ever murdered innocent Matoran.

"There was another one. Toa Shaetune. Toa of Ice. He is the reason I am here instead of Metru-Nui, where my home is."

The Toa of Ice' eye ridges knitted together. "What? What could he have possibly done to you?"

"Long ago, I don't know if you were there, but Toa Shaetune went to Turaga Dume and asked if he could do a little experiment on the misfits of the island none cared about: female Ta, Po , Ko, Onu, and Le Matoran, and one male Ga-Matoran. The Turaga had agreed, as long as he promised not to hurt them.

Together with Tuyet, he created six Toa Stones and gave them to the Matoran chosen to be guinea pigs. When Lhikan found out he was furious. He tried to stop them and even threatened to kill Shaetune and Tuyet. Shaetune managed to change the Matoran into Toa but soon gagged, tagged and bound them, placing them on a boat with no captain. They were smuggled out of the city, and Lhikan could do nothing about it." She paused for a moment, her eyes glazing over at the memories.

The Ga-Toa was the first one to break through his bindings, and helped the others out of theirs. They began steering the boat through caverns and dangers. Together, the Toa discovered a new land, this island. They spoke their language so they never would forget it, but also studied the wild calls of Rahi, and were able to tell animals apart, on just how they sounded. They learned, and survived, but Shaetune never appeared to collect his experiment. That is our story," she finished, taking a breath as she looked down at the broken black transmitter ring on her ankle. "That is why we do not trust Toa. Only ourselves."

Nuju nodded, half-remembering what she had told him. Yes, there had been an experiment involving Matoran, but he couldn't remember anything else about it.

The female Toa started to walk off, but he grabbed her arm. "What's your name?" he asked, only getting a glare in response.

"Don't tell anyone about our meeting," she growled. The Toa twisted her arm out of his grasp and threw shruiken with the other.

Nuju barely had enough time to dodge them. When he looked up, she was gone.

Looking back at the shuriken, he picked up one of the throwing stars and looked out into the forest. "I won't." he promised.

Whoot! That was the quickest I've ever done a chapter! YEAH!! Two days! Take that!!! YES!!!!

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