Chapter 4
The Direction Down
Lekura found himself at the foot of the volcano, in a thick forest. Right where he wanted to be.
Or so he thought.
He had two things on his mind: 1, Lewa. Vakama said he would be here. 2, he must find the entrance to the earth, and get headed there.
Number 1 seemed quite important as of this moment, but while he was searching for Lewa, he would look out for the entrance as well.
Traveling around, he heard in the distance screaming and cursing. He guessed that Konthe was quite infuriated that Lekura had escaped, but also probably realized what a threat he was. He could tell search parties were being made, but none came close to where he was, once he heard quite close shouts, but they quickly said: "No further! The forbidden grounds are ahead."
Searching the volcano for any interesting signs, he suddenly noticed- a stairway. Or, more like a path way- very slim- that went around the whole volcano, spiraling upwards. He knew this had to be something. He started running towards the entrance as fast as he could.
Traveling up, he noticed strange things- such as markings- on the volcano as he traveled up. Such things as "The Uncontrollable" or "You fool". He guessed it was Matoran graffiti, or simply warriors who chickened out.
But it was then when he noticed it- a bit more than halfway up the Volcano.
Lewa's mask. It was painted on the walls- or should I say painted with blood. It showed Lewa, but something was definitely different- more discoloration, larger, or…just…eviler.
Lekura tried teleporting to the top of the mountain- but it was no use. Something was blocking his power.
He tried ignoring it at first. But he knew he felt it- That cold chill- up his spine. Of him coming closer to something that was waiting for him, his doom. The chill he got when he was in the Archives with Takrie*- It was there. Again. *Read Lekura's Adventure, Chapters 3-8
As he approached of what seemed the end of the stairway, it was stronger than ever. Evil was everywhere. If this was a sign of the spirits Vakama had been talking about, then he could almost feel a bit- just a bit- of fear.
Then he came forth. He was at where the path seemed to end, which was apparently still some distance from the top of the volcano- It was to hot to carry on. Lava was oozing down the walls, and it revealed his fate- a small opening to the side of the path's end.
Crawling through the opening, he found himself in a massive chamber- with Lava veins through the floor, walls, and everywhere else you could imagine.
In the middle was a pool of lava- and of course, on the top was an opening- and this made it a very hot room- with very, might I add very, hot bubbling lava.
"Lekura, the last remaining one of the force Elven, Why have you come to this place?"
Lekura looked at where the voice came from- but he saw noone. Just lava- and walls. But he knew he was not alone.
"I demand you to show yourself before I answer any of your questions," Lekura responded to the voice.
"Very well then, Foolish one."
Suddenly a figure appeared, who had obvisiously been using the mask of invisibility to clothe himself. He was not much bigger than Lekura, and had a mighty Spear in his right hand.
"Who are you?" Lekura asked him.
"My name is not important, but what I will tell you is that I am part of the order of Mata-Nui, and my purpose is to not let anybody come any closer." The figure responded.
"Why, would such a thing be needed? I demand to see Lewa." Lekura looked at him with raging eyes.
"Ah. Lewa…He is beyond your help, Elven. Do not be foolish- All that remains ahead is Uncertainty, And tears," the figure said, remaining firm.
"I will not accept that,": Lekura said as he started walking closer to the other side of the pool.
"Very well then. Let your fate come upon you," The figure said, then he vanished, just like he was never there before.
Lekura had gone through many transformations in his life- In the caves of Mata-Nui, In the Towers of Metru-Nui, you name it! He remembered, oh how so long ago, when he was a small Matoran on Metru-Nui. Then, He became the Toa Nuva of Peace and Honor, Then, as he became older and wiser, he became something far much greater than anyone could ever imagine: A Warrior of Mata-Nui. A legend. As he had lived amongst the Heavens, It had made him grow more powerful, and more skilled. He was stronger, bigger.
But still Lekura.
As he stomped his way towards the other side of the chamber, Lekura noticed the bubbling Lava was rising- But this wasn't an eruption. This was something…Else.
As the figure stumbled out of the lava, and onto the ground, Lekura knew far too well who it was. Yes, the figure was disoriented- and his mask was rotten, discolored, and he was obviously evil-and he hissed-
"Lewa, could that horribly, and possibly be you?" Lekura asked.
"I dooo….Not answer….to…that…name…." Lewa, the servant of evil answered.
"What happened to you? Who…did this…?" Lekura shrieked.
"Them! The ones I serve."
"Shoulda known, Those Spirits, they need to control themselves."
"How dare you!" Lewa shrieked, and plunged forward.
Lekura never expected it. It didn't really matter though, that he didn't expect it, because it came anyways. Lekura fell face down onto the rock, his head over the pit of lava, after Lewa had struck him.
"Foolish," Lewa hissed.
Lekura used his new mask power to teleport behind Lewa. Catching lewa unexpected, there was a blow, and a very angry Lewa on the ground.
The following hour is hard to describe-
But there is one word- Insane.
Left and right, were blows. Some blocked by Lekura's sword, and to add to that, beams were shot by Lekura off his claw and just deflected by Lewa's deformed Katana.
It was insane, and they both knew it- It was defiantly not even- Lekura was winning, and Lewa knew it. But Lewa also knew that Lekura couldn't kill him. It was quite apparent.
"Lewa, stop this! I can save you, we can do this together!"
"There is no turning back, I have no Honor in my anymore! Shut up you good-doer!" Lewa shrieked.
Then it hit him. Honor. He had a habit of filling things with that. Lekura smiled straight at Lewa, and it was right then lewa noticed his mistake. But it was far too late. Lekura's sword was touching Lewa, and before it was even started, it was done.
Lewa stumbled back and flew to the floor.
"You! You have destroyed me,"
"You destroyed yourself. You are not Lewa, you are some- some- nightmare."
"You have passed." Lewa said, but at that moment I should not say it was Lewa, but it was some other figure that was revealed. A cloud of dust seemed to be removed from the figure, and there he saw a clear vision of the figure- It was the same as before- the warrior.
"You…you mean it was all a trick? Where's Lewa?"
"Far below, but I am not certain where. By the way, my Name is Nimak, I am a part of the Order of Mata-Nui. My purpose here is to stop anyone, who is not worthy from entering the path beyond this Lava. I am sorry to trick you, as I have done others, but it is necessary. You are a strong one, but you should be. It's nice to meet the Legendary Lekura."
Lekura smiled. It had been a while since anyone really knew who he was, besides Vakama, and it was nice to find someone else to wanted to do good.
"Why do you not help the matoran?" Lekura asked, sitting down talking with Nimak, eating some fresh fish.
"It is not my purpose. I guard this door, with my life. Only the Honorable will pass." Nimak took a big bite of a piece of fruit.
They both nodded in agreement. It had been a while since they had fought, and the cave was more than enough warm as the night started to come.
"So, tell me, if you have seen who has been here, what happened…dare I ask…to the toa, or the turuga?" Lekura questioned.
"Hard to say. Takanuva, Toa of light, I am certain is still alive. He's- somewhere- down there…."
As Nimak finished his sentence, he trailed off to look at Lava. Lekura stared also, puzzled.
"That lava, it's a trick, an Illusion." Nimak said.
The lava suddenly disappeared, revealing a hidden metal door underneath.
"My mask is the mask of Illusion, which is why You couldn't see me, why I disguised myself as Lewa, and why I put that lava there," Nimak resumed.
"Makes sense, but what lies beyond that door?" Lekura asked.
"Hard to say, again. Shadows, some say. Others say it's your own nightmares. There is legends of Rahi unknown even to the Metru-nui Archives, and Some say the spirits themselves roam there."
"Doesn't sound like a pleasant place," Lekura smirked.
"But exactly what I'm used to."
To be continued.