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Chapter 7: MARL

Furno's eye jolted open as he heard the sound of a metal door closing in its place. Furno quickly sat up, realizing that he was laying down on a piece of hay. What the heck?, Furno thought. Unsure of where he was, Furno quickly got up, looking around at his surroundings for the source of which the sound had come from. Far to his right, he saw a solid protodermis door, closed and surrounded by dark stone walls. This and the small barred window in the high ceiling, proved one thing to him. He was in some sort of prison cell. But Why was he here? And where was HERE?

"Where am I"?, Furno decided to ask aloud. His question just echoed across the cell, not receiving anything close to a reply. What Furno did get, was a sense of relaxation from the window above, warming his skin. Furno looked first up through the ceiling window, staring at the sun. He instantly turned away in sadness as this warming sensation, as it reminded him of the relaxing sensation he had normally gotten whenever he would wrap Breeze in a hug to comfort her in a time of need.

Instantly he started to remember what had happened before getting locked in here. The crime scene... The wall... The Fight against... "STARGE"., Furno said aloud. Furno felt his tounge burn at saying that name. The same anger from before, returned to him at an even faster rate than even Stormers own temper. And now, he was ready for a round 2!

"WHERE IS STARGE"!?, Furno exclaimed.

"He's not here"., Furno heard a voice say from behind him. "Not yet"., The voice added as Furno then turned to the source of which it had originally came. Out of a dark corner, came a bionicle, about as tall as Furno, a yellow maskless face, an orange chestplate, blue arms and green legs. Furno had also token notice of the clear-colored sword, magnatized to his back.

"Who are you"?, Furno asked him.

"My name is Dukan"., the bionicle replied with an expressionless face.

"DUKAN"?, Furno humorously asked him, looking back up at the ceiling-window. "Now, not to be mean or anything, but what kind of a name is Dukan"?

Dukan chuckled a little before then answering: "I dunno". "What kind of name is William Furno"?

Furno quickly looked back at him. NOW he was curious. YES, Furno was pretty famous for his inheritance of money from his parents, but as far as he knew, the only bionicles who knew his real name, were his parents, Breeze, Surge and Omega. Plus, his name had been legally changed to Furno before an actual news report was made of the murder. But this bionicle was a complete stranger to him. Bearing that in mind, he HAD to know the answer to his next question: "How do you know my name"?

"We've been watching you for a VERY long time"., Dukan explained, stepping closer to Furno. "Ever since you were a baby".

Where were you the night my parents were murdered?!, Furno wanted to ask, but he resisted the urge to ask it. He wanted to know as much as possible and the best way to do it, was to do so with apositive attitude. "who's WE"?, Furno asked.

"The MARL"., Dukan answered. "Or as most like to call it, Martial Arts Resistance League".

Furno almost laughed as he then asked: "So you're criminals"?

But Furno HAD to know more. Now he knew WHO they were, or at least he thought, but with every question Furno asked, Dukan seemed to provide an answer that demanded at least a hundred more questions. Again, Furno didn't know much about these guys, but he wanted to learn as much as possible before surely leaving.

"No"., Dukan answered. "Criminals are people or Bionicles who commit evil deeds with full pleasure, a desire for power and no remorse". Amen to THAT., Furno thought. "But we-,Dukan told him: are something more".

"More how"?, Furno asked almost immediately.

"In time, you'll see"., Dukan responded.

Furno was about to ask more, but he stayed silent, figuring that it would be better to stay quiet awaiting further explanations instead of asking fifty something questions.

"Anyways, I came to inform you that I have currently been assigned to train you"., Dukan then told him. "You will learn all of our skills and when your training is complete, you can either join us, (Like THAT'll ever happen., Furno thought) Or you can simply return home and act like none of this ever happened".

You don't know anything about these people., Furno thought. What if this all ends up being some sort of gang or terrorist organization? HECK, they could even be something worse! Whatever it was, Furno didn't want to take the risk.

"And if I don't"?, Furno decided to ask.

Dukan gave Furno a simple look and asked: "Well, why wouldn't you"?

Furno looked sarcastically thoughtful before then saying: "Well, for one thing, you guys are associated with the monster who killed my parents".

Dukan sighed and mumered something in another language before then telling him: "Look, I don't like Starge any more than you do, but I'm afraid that if you refuse to train us, you will be executed by our leaders". "Just like that one over there"., Dukan told him, pointing to a dark corner.

Furno looked carefully into this corner, seeing a swarm of flies hovering over a headless Bionicle. Furno nearly gagged as he smelled the stench that seemed to roar into his nose with each breath he took. Dead bionicles weren't as gruesome as dead humans, but they did smell a WHOLE LOT WORSE. But Furno didn't flinch. He'd seen enough investigation photos for this one to seem like nothing. Looking back at Dukan, Furno then told him: "I don't fear death".

"THAT'S because you haven't thought of your friends back home, and the consequences it will bring to them"., Dukan told him. "If you die here and now, you will never see each other again".

NOW he had him. Furno didn't want to do this, but he knew Dukan was right. If he died here, the same emotional pain that took him when his parents died, would overtake everyone he knew and loved in Tommyville. He had also never been able to tell Breeze how he really felt about her. So for his friends, he would do this.

"Fine"., Furno said, earning a smile from Dukan. "How long will it take"?, Furno then asked.

"One year"., Dukan answered.

Furno sighed. GREAT., He thought. Another reason for people to assume I'm dead!

"All good"?, Dukan asked him.

"Yeah"., Furno forced himself to say, staying silent for a few more seconds before then asking: "So when do we start"?

Dukan made a face and said: "Now". In that very moment, Furno felt something grab his ankle and send him flying back into a wall. Completely Unaware of what was happening, he quickly looked up, seeing Dukan pointing his clear sword at his neck. Whoa!, Furno thought. He was both amazed and a little terrified.

"Lesson One: Always pay attention to your environment"., Dukan told him, before putting his sword back onto his back in a spining motion and holding out his other hand. Furno took it, replying; "Lesson learned". Dukan smiled, knowing a constant wisecracker when he saw one. "So, what's next"?, Furno asked

Well that's chapter 7. Expect chapter 8 to come either sometime this weekend or the next. Have a good day and God bless! :0)