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Chapter 6: Night Time

That night, in the mansion centered in his family zoo, all Green could do was sit up in the very center of his bed and think about all of the times he had actually enjoyed his life until coming up to this point. One of the many things that actually made this a really bad thing for him, was the fact that he felt more tired than he wanted to right now. But not even closing his eyes would put him to sleep. And it was 11:00 PM too. Go to sleep PLEASE!, Green mentally screamed to himself. But the part that was still focusing on his dad's butthole move all of those days ago, didn't seem to want to listen. At that point, he just continued sitting up and let his thoughts of anger roam free.

Why dad?!, Green angrily thought. Why did you do this to me?! Did you REALLY feel so careless when you had gotten that invitation that you selfishly decided to just leave not only your younger son, but also the animals and Rahi? And what about ME?! Did you not try to think about how I would feel about that?! It's all because of YOU that I now have to stay here and be the helpless manager while you live live in the prosperity that you don't deserve!

After that, Green decided to try his absolute hardest to calm himself down. To be honest, he didn't HATE working at the zoo or being the only one to properly raise his little brother, but it didn't seem to make it any less wrong. Yeah, Green was the one who had actually CHOSEN to go through all of this crap in the first place, but that was all because he didn't want all the consequences that would've occurred if he had said no, to happen. If he had, Golden would've been given to another family and after the demolition of the zoo, all of the animals and Rahi would've been released into their natural habitats, a horrible fate. Most of them had been tamed and raised by Bionicle hands ever since they were born.

But another reason he had eventually went was because no matter how hard he tried, he could never leave Angela behind. No matter how hard he would ever try, he knew that he would always try to find a way back to her. It was a lose-lose situation until both Golden and Angela agreed to help him. But at the same time, it wasn't exactly enough either. Not for the zoo at least.

With a kid HIS age trying to struggle with the responsibility of running a place that was a thousand times bigger than himself, things obviously weren't going too well. For one thing, his only source of money was his somehow still loyal customers. With as many as there were day after day, it was a MIRACLE that he could still keep Golden well fed. And right next to that, his low income was one of the many reasons why Green could never tell Angela how he felt. Whether she liked him in that way or not, both of those answers would more than likely be bad on him.

If she DIDN'T like him that sort of way and she knew that he did, things would probably get a little too awkward for them to work together ever again. A fate he could never bear well to. And if she DID like him that way, it would be bad on HIS part. If she did indeed like him back and wanted to get into a relationship with him, there was no way he would be able to give her the life he felt she deserved. And for being the friend that she always was to him, he felt that she only deserved the best of everything. Again, something he could never provide.

At that point in self knowledge, Green lowered his head, deciding to speak to the only one he could go to for help with this situation.

"Dear Lord-, Green prayed:-, I'm struggling in ways that I can't do so for much longer". "I am too overwhelmed to keep going on like this and I REALLY need help". "So please lord God, I BEG of you... take my life and change it in any good way that you can offer to change it". "PLEASE Lord".

Suddenly, Green heard the loud roar of a familiar engine just outside the mansion. Upon hearing this, Green lifted his head and jumped off of his bed, running down the long flight of stairs (again) and opened the door, seeing his two seater slowly pulling out of it's spot in the grass. Green was about to scream something then as whoever was in his car evidently saw him. He of course, chose to think of the word evidently because the second he SAW it, it drove off from its spot, down the dirt path as fast as it could.

"Oh NO you don't"!, Green angrily screamed, then pulling a three wheeled bike out from under the porch.

Despite this things superior size, it was used by Golden every once in a while. But it had used to belong to Green at the age of sixteen. His dad had gotten it for him. YES, his dad had gotten him a three wheeled bike instead of a car. But as much as he could mentally complain about this, now was clearly not the time. And the worse part was, Green was alone on this one. Angela was home at the moment, probably asleep, and Golden was still a kid. There was no way he was gonna try and get him involved in something like this.

Instantly taking off and peddling his old bike as fast as his legs would allow him to, he sped down the dirt path, following any tire tracks that were visible. Almost instantly, he started to catch up to two, brightly lit tail lights that were trying to get farther and farther ahead of him. But he kept peddling, and didn't even CONSIDER doing anything else until he had finally gotten so close that he was at least nine feet from the vehicles rear window. How had he gotten that far? Due to the aching pain that was already starting a riot-like protest in his legs, he didn't know. But now that he had gotten THAT far, he wasn't planning on giving up just yet.

"HEY"!, Green yelled out, as loud as his lungs would allow him to.

Almost immediately, the car seemed to start slowing down. Green almost smiled.

"Pull over, now"!, Green screamed.

And surprisingly, whoever was driving the car did just that, pulling over to the left side of a corner that he just now realized was on the road. But how did we get HERE?, Green wondered. Then he remembered. The gate was open. But that lead to another question: Why was the gate open? He saw Angela close it just before she left and the gate was locked by an advanced number coded lock. He had never told ANYONE what that code was. Was it perhaps, hacked into? It was possible. But how did he or she or they even hack INTO it?

But Green would save those questions for later. As of right now, he was edging closer and closer to the right side of the two seater. And all he wanted to do right now was get his newly purchased ride back. Then deciding that he wasn't gonna take any aggressive actions against the Piraka (Bionicle word for thief), he then braked next to the vehicle starting to get off of the bike. But the SECOND he layed another foot on the ground, VROOM!, it took off at a seemingly lightning speed down the road, changing lanes.

Green groaned then as he got back on his bike and exclaimed: "Oh yeah"! "REAL FUNNY"!

Green jumped back onto his bike and sped off on his bike once more, towards the barely visible set of tail lights that seemed to get further and further away. No!, Green thought as he forced his legs to pedal faster once more. Not NOW! But upon doing this, his legs still hurt, and seemed to cry out: PLEASE stop! They then gave him an intense urge to stop, which surprisingly ended once Green mentally screamed back: NO WAY! The one girl in my life, whom I cherish more than any OTHER female on this planet, bought me this two seater! Whether or not it was with his money, he wasn't just gonna let his new vehicle get away THAT easily.

But as Green had somehow managed to keep himself going, this chase seemed to go on a lot longer than it should've. Leading down road after road, street after street. With the all the time that seemed to fly by in this now slower chase, Green was growing tired. But he wouldn't dare to let it show. Not right NOW. He wasn't ready to stop, or quit, or do anything of that matter. Not yet. His legs hurt worse than HECK now, so he DID have to try and find SOME way to catch the piraka.

Almost immediately, he noticed a steel mill far in the distance. Green smiled as he quickly got an idea. It would be a little risky, but at this point, there was nothing else he could do. He quickly stopped the bike and collapsed, acting like he was giving up and unconscious. Apparently, the driver took the bait. For after about ten seconds of which Green cracked an eye open on the ground and watched as his car pulled right in to the curb, leading inside of the said steel mill. It WORKED!, Green thought, then getting up as slowly as he could and walking as quietly as he could towards the steel mill, carrying his bike with him.

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As Green had then reached the entrance of the said steel mill, he looked down, across the long sheet of gravel rocks that covered the ground, eventually seeing his car park a few feet away from a furnace. Jackpot., Green thought, then setting his bike carefully down on the sidewalk as slowly as he could, being sure not to make any noise as he entered a downwards tunnel, leading into the massive interior of the steel mill, composing of a few large buildings and a maze of furnaces. As much as Green was impressed by the sheer size of this place, now was REALLY not the time to focus on that. Or at least, that's what he decided once he gave himself a mental slap in whatever part of the brain allowed him to focus on THAT subject.

Greens legs were still in a rising riot of pain, which now seemed to feel like they were burning as he slowly inched closer and closer out of the tunnel and towards his car. Man., Green thought, already starting to get annoyed by this. I REALLY need to start a work out routine once I get the time to do so. Another mental slap. FOCUS Green!, he thought. Distracting thoughts, begone!

And as he inched closer and closer towards the vehicle, he looked in the drivers seat, seeing what looked like an Av-matoran (Matoran of light). Not THIS was a bit strange to Green. Weren't these matoran supposed to be a bit more honorable these days? If the answer was yes, then what good was this matoran doing in stealing his two seater? Whatever it was, didn't really matter to him at this point. He was here for one thing only, and THAT was what he was going to do. And hopefully not get spotted while doing so. These Av-matoran were a bit too awesome when it came to combat, so Green hid behind a small platform in the tunnel, planning not to get severely owned anytime soon.

But quickly jumped, nearly making a sound out of surprise as he heard a loud dub-step-like technical sound. Now Green didn't exactly have any dub-step tracks as of right now, so he wasn't exactly sure as to where THAT had come from. Maybe the Av-matoran had high-tech weapons and was plannig on seeing if they worked? Either way, Green knew that he had to get closer and stepped quickly and quietly towards another platform. And as he did this, he watched the car's driver very closely, making sure he wouldn't be seen.

But as Green tried to keep his attention focused on the piraka, he jumped and almost screamed out in shock as he heard more technical sounds and saw the Av-matoran glich before disappearing into seemingly thin air. Green made a close to JUMP movement behind the next platform, a wide eyed expression on his face as he peeked over and watched the vehicle once more. What was THAT?!, he thought.

But more questions rose once he heard dup-step-like sounds roar like a rama-bull from the vehicles interior. For a second, Green tilted his head and wondered to himself if this was a transformer. Another mental slap. No dufous!, Green thought. Transformers and Bionicles were close to the same size, yeah. But like Green had been told this morning, this vehicle was made out of nothing but Bionicle parts (vehicle wise). And Transformers couldn't transform into a Bionicle vehicle. He had seen enough of them try to know this for a fact. And there was no way that there were any Bionicles out there who had the ability to transform. The only kinds of Bionicles in recorded history that could seem to transform at all were the bohrok. But those transformed into BALLS. There was no way that this thing was a-.

But Green's thoughts were interrupted as he then saw the vehicle shake for a second before the armored engines, lifted up from the front of the vehicle, shifting into two, heavily armored legs. The feet slammed down on the ground as the vehicle then lifted itself, STANDING as more parts began to shift, twist and turn, much to Green's disbelief. The doors became arms, the left arm, holding a three-claw like machine-cannon, the right was just an arm of a shade of gold. The hood shifted back into a chestplate, a light glowing from the center of it's chest.

As truly amazed as Green was that a Toa-like being was forming out from all of this, what happened was a bit of a shocker to him. The trunk lifted up, the sides folding down a little, and slid back, forming a helmet that now rested on top of a familiar one eyed face. Greens eyes widened then. Both out of pure astonishment and instant recognition of the... whatever he really was.

Back at high school, this certain Toa (Least that was what he said he was in that time) had been associated with the high school principle. These two had even managed a half friendship. And by HALF, Green meant that this toa had always managed to catch Green whenever he pulled off some sort of prank. And as annoying as this would often become to him, the Toa was also very patient and remained calm around him. Once, Green had even yelled at him, and he just laughed at the end of it.

As bad as Green now felt for that, he couldn't help but feel that thought become overpowered by the thought that he not only discovered a Toa who somehow had the ability to transform, but also by the fact that he KNEW him. Green stood his full height then as his name quickly popped popped back into his mind, which he then thought in the form of a questioning statement: "Ketongu"?

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Well, there's your first Toabot for ya. The reason he's named Ketongu was because when I built him, he actually started out as an untransformable Keetongu set. But after enough work, I had managed to build him into one of my many Bioformers. I actually have all of this stories characters up on shelves right now as I continue typing this, but I don't play with them. I just build MOC's for a hobby, and this is my only solution to reveal them to the world since I suck majorly at making stop-motion videos, so... Anyways, action next chapter, so look forward to that if you've kinda been missing it. And please tell me what you think of the story so far by posting a review or PM. Thank you all once more for taking the time to read this story, and please have a God-blessed day! :0)