A/N: Heeeeeeeeeere's Johnny! And by that, I of course mean here's Eliza, and here's a new chapter of Masks.
Interestingly, I hardly ever plan out my fics. This one, for example, has no plan, no arc, nothing but "I should write some Bionicle slash!" I just hope my writer's block wears off soon. Then again, if you're reading this, it has. :)
Title's baed off a line from "Ugly" by Christina Grimmie. She's amazing, go check her YouTube channel out: /zeldaxlove64 .
Eliza Loves Yaoi is proud to present...
Happy Endings Are For Things That End (Masks Version One)
Chapter Three: Get The Underneath Exposed
Soon after Chapter Two, the Toa symbols are stolen and the elemental powers of the Nuva are gone. The group is disorganized, helpless, and to top it all off, Lewa is getting worse. He has abandoned all efforts to pretend that he can still speak Treespeak. We join him in his home in Le-Koro, a few hours after he almost falls to his death and is rescued by Kongu.
A green fist smashed met a wall. -Damn this unbreakable structure,- thought Lewa as the plant matter-based structure easily absorbed the force of the blow.
-Why am I so weak?- the thought stopped the destructive rage of the Toa. -Why can't I be strong like the others? Why am I always the one who gets rescued? Even by Matoran? Why, after I get maybe tough enough to finally defend my damn self, is my power torn from me?- An animalistic scream tore through the village, startling the Matoran.
Turaga Matau was also surprised, but he recognized that scream. That pain. Something he hadn't heard since...since Vakama was a Hordika. Something was truly wrong with Lewa, that much was certain. He had to be stopped before he hurt himself. Or worse, if he hurt someone else. Matau called together a few Matoran.
"Friends, something is deeply wrong with our Toa-hero. Take Gukko, and quick-fly to Kopaka, Gali, Tahu, Pohatu, and Onua. We need their Toa-powers, and we need them now. Go!" The three Matoran sped off to follow their Turaga's orders.
-Three hours later-
The aforementioned Toa were found, and the message was given. They each made their own path to Le-Koro, fearing the worst.
Their fears were confirmed.
As he arrived, Tahu saw Gali, Pohatu and Kopaka standing amidst a field of uprooted trees. "Oh, Mata Nui," he said breathlessly, clutching his chest. "Please tell me that Le-Koro isn't buried somewhere in here."
Gali shook her head slowly. "It's a few minutes north of here. No, this is where they managed to get Lewa when he went crazy. Good thing the Bohrok were handy, or he probably would have destroyed the village instead. Several Matoran have been taken to Ga-Matoran clinics for treatment, and..."
"And what?"
"Turaga Matau is in critical condition," said Kopaka. Tahu thought he heard a slight quaver in the Ice Toa's voice, but dismissed the very idea. Kopaka didn't feel emotion over something like this.
"Then, where is Lewa now?" asked Tahu, although he didn't really need to ask.
"We don't know." This time Tahu definitely heard repressed emotion. -What's up with him?- he wondered as Onua appeared. Instantly, the Fire Toa's brain kicked into leader mode.
"Alright. Our course is clear. We need to find him before anything else happens. No matter what his state of mind is, he's not stupid enough to stay in Le-Wahi. I suggest we all go back to our regions of Mata Nui and search for him. If you do find him, send up a blast of your elemental-" he stopped as he realized that they couldn't do that anymore. "Karzahni! These Bohrok-Kal are getting annoying!" he yelled.
Gali touched his shoulder. "Tahu, our only solution is to split into two small groups."
He sighed. "Yes, you're right. Pohatu, Kopaka, and Onua, you head north and search your regions. Gali and myself will head east to do the same. One week is all the time we can allow to search. If that goes by without finding him, we meet at Kini-Nui. Unity!"
"Duty! Destiny!" And with that, the groups split apart.
Onua, always observant, couldn't help noticing the odd behavior of the Ice Toa.
"Something's up with Kopaka," he whispered to Pohatu.
"What makes you think that?"
"Just look at him! He's constantly clenching his staff. He's unsteady on his feet. He's twitching, for Mata Nui's sake." Pohatu observed the Toa in question, and realized that Onua was right.
"Should we talk to him about it?" he wondered.
"No," replied Onua, "whatever's bothering him is obviously important. We'll confront him if it affects his abilities. Agreed?"
"Agreed." They increased their pace, drawing level with Kopaka. The three kept heading north, thoughts of Lewa in all their minds.
Meanwhile, Tahu and Gali had already made it to Ta-Koro. They were talking with Jaller, both impatient to leave.
"There's been no sign of Lewa. Or, for that matter, anything really at all." said the Captain of the Guard, looking pensive.
"Thanks anyways. I'll see you later," barely repressed anger was evident in Tahu's voice.
"Wait, no! I remember something," called Jaller. "One of those Bohrok-Kal things was sighted a few hours ago. Be careful out there, heroes."
Tahu and Gali looked at each other with a grimace. "Thanks, Jaller," Gali said quietly, and the two Toa left for Ga-Koro.
"I hope that we don't meet those...things again," Gali thought out loud. Both warriors were remembering the power of the Bohrok, and hoping one thing: that the Toa found Lewa before the servants of Makuta did.
A/N: I love Madonna :) Almost as much as I love slash. Not quite, of course.
Panic! At The Disco is the greatest thing to happen to my ears since I got new super-good headphones. Music is my life, it seems...
Okay, time for something a little more serious. A chat buddy of mine is currently dealing with the suicide of a friend. So I want to say something to everyone out there, inspired by this experience: people do care. You are never really alone, and if you look, you'll find somebody who will cry if you leave. Please, don't end your own life. There is too much in this world to live for.
Have peace, friends, and I'll see you next time.
