Well, this one is just kind of a filler and some random ideas.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Bionicle, Varia or any of dragontiger12's ingenious characters.
Also, by the end of this chapter, I'll have Kalnur do something highly stupid, reckless and it'll probably come back to bite both of is in the ass. Enjoy.
"What are you doing?"
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(Somewhere)
Kalnur, the Rebel Great Being, was standing on the middle of the Void; after having been sent to train his memory with Vorx again, some of his old memories and pastimes were coming back; trying to regain some of his lost agility, he had taken to the Void to practice.
It was while he practiced his shape-shifting coupled with his power on transmutation that something rather solid and un-disintegrated hit him: a mask.
But it wasn't just any mask, it was Varia's Cimalta! Just lying in the middle of the Void; what if Yistran found it! She'd be helpless without her power; with this and more paranoid ideas in mind, Kalnur set off to find her.
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(Tall Torrent)
Vorx sat down at the desk of his own fortress; he had been asked by Kalnur to review the memory of his exile: it took the slow, calm eye of death to understand what had happened.
Vorx stopped suddenly and turned to look at the east: the constant pull of free atoms had stopped suddenly; not that he didn't know who had been attracting them, but he usually didn't cut it short so fast; raising an eyebrow, Vorx began reviewing again.
It was this small brake that allowed him to notice something amiss the memories: there seemed to be something "cut" from it. . . two things actually, there was a blank gap between Kalnur's outrageous screaming and the answer given by the Nameless One, and another one between him being blasted and the slow fading of his body.
Deciding that this was something remarkable to be announced to it's owner, Vorx sat patiently and took out a small cube with nine small squares in each side, with each one colored a different way, he'd try to solve it while he waited for said Great Being to come to him.
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(Po-Metru)
Varia sat in her small, temporary hut reviewing the plans for her new dimension and headquarters, how many places and climates Halora would have and how would Corrinora be distributed to allow for a better accommodation and things like that.
She also had the nagging feeling that somehow, somewhen, Kalnur would pop up out of the blue and pelt her with questions and his attempted displays of power; sheesh, if only he could shut up and do something else. It was at this moment when she felt a small drifting of atoms towards somewhere: either said Great Being was close and shifting into something bigger, or something strange was happening; shrugging it off, she continued with her musings.
It was during this time that she began wondering if there was a way to revert or annulate the effects of Yistran's meddling, but she quickly put that aside: it was no use to get distracted with those things while there was a universe to create.
There was a ripple in the air before her, as if a heat wave was forming there; she reached out a hand to study the strange phenomena when suddenly, with a bang and a –momentarily- blinding flash, an exact copy of her Cimalta fell to the floor; it was accompanied by a completely organic leaf the size of her fist, on the underside, there was a note scribbled in. . . leaf veins?
"Hey, Varia!
Found this lying in the middle of the Void. Seemed like you lost it during. . . well, something I don't know what. Looked for you in many different dimensions, including something that seems to be just on construction; dunno, will check out later. Anyway: here's your mask, I also made a copy in case you need it.
See ya!
K
P.S. What do you think of the leaf trick? Is it too much?"
Varia rolled her eyes in frustration; when the hell was this guy gonna stop following her around like some kind of puppy? What on Mata Nui did he see in her to spark such curiosity? Thinking it was time to finally send him out and do whatever it was he'd do, she slipped into her Great Being form and into the Void, leaving her mask there again, but with some protection to make sure nothing like that happened again.
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(Great Being Dimension)
Kalnur lay exhausted on the floor; he didn't even have enough energy left to summon some kind of refreshment to heal his aching limbs; infinite power or not, a good job is done with the hands and strength one has, so building himself a headquarter was taxing him more than it should. . . and he was only halfway done through the process.
"Why don't you just simply make it appear with a clap of your hands?" A clone of Vorx said as he walked in on the lying form of Kalnur. "It's way much easier if you do that" He added in a matter-of-fact tone.
"And that's why I'm from the old generation and you belong to the new" Kalnur answered as he slowly rose to his armored feet; he tripped and fell again. "And that's the same reason why I'm on the floor and you're not" He smiled goofily as the help he had indirectly asked for was given in the form of a chair. "Thanks big guy. So. . . did you find anything?"
"Well, there is something peculiar about that memory of yours; there are parts that someone cut from it, probably one of your old comrades who didn't want you to know something" The clone answered as he slowly began to fade away. "By the way, I'll leave you two alone, I don't like yelling; too noisy and un-calm"
Kalnur was pondering the meaning of these enigmatic words when he suddenly heard it. It was faint at first, as if a low buzzing was in the air, but it slowly increased both in strength and volume, and it wasn't long before it felt like a Kikanalo stampede getting nearer by the minute.
As he turned around, he saw what was unmistakably the silhouette of Varia in her Great Being form; and by the looks of it, she seemed to be rather angry about something. Great, just freaking great; why had she come to "say hello" right at the moment where he could get very easily beaten, caught and/or berated? It's as if she had almost planned it, but there was no use crying over spilt milk; resigning himself, Kalnur just waited for her to arrive.
"Ok, what the hell is wrong with you?" She vociferated as he tried to stand up, run away and hide, but failed miserably. "You have NO business with the things I did, do, or plan to do, you hear me?!?" She said as the path she walked on caught on fire. "Now give me THAT MASK!!!"
"(Z- )90° - (E-2NW)90°t=1" Was everything he responded as he used a little power to use the minerals in the soil to patch his armor.
"I don't know what the hell that means, but instead of resting here or meddling with my mask in the Void, you could be finishing whatever THAT" She gesticulated at the walls of the fortress. "Is supposed to be!. . . What is that supposed to be anyway?"
"My old fortress. . . or something akin to my old fortress" He said as he could finally stand up on his own. "Ah, much better! I needed to rest a little; building with your hands is really taxing, don't let anyone tell you otherwise!"
"You're completely ignoring everything I say, aren't you?" She said as she raised her eyebrow. "Why do you feel the need to be near me or anything related to me?" She continued as she calmed down a bit and moved the chair so that she could wait for whatever excuse he'd come up with.
"No I'm not! I'm merely not listening to the parts where you berate for doing something good" He shrugged as he rummaged a bag for the mask. "You need to learn to calm down, you're generation's just too impatient" He added as he finally found it and offered it to the creator of the original.
"OK, THAT'S THE FINAL STRAW!!!!" She shouted as she stood up in all her Great Being-y power and mightiness. "EVER SINCE YOU GOT TO METRU-NUI, YOU'VE BEEN MEDDLING IN MY BUISNESS ONE WAY OR ANOTHER; YOU ALWAYS APPEAR NEAR ME WHEN THINGS HAPPEN, GET YOURSELF IN MY TEAM AND EVEN BECOME A GREAT BEING!!!!! WHY?!?!?"
"Just because I felt like it" Kalnur answered as he clapped his hands together and the stretched them at thin air; there was a surge of blue electricity and water instantly fell into a pair of glasses he had ready. "Here, drink some before your voice runs coarse or I become forced to stop you by any means necessary"
"STOP ME? STOP. ME?!?!?" Varia said as her last ounce of patience and self-restraint was shredded apart by Kalnur's apparent indifference and senseless comments. "HOW DO YOU PLAN ON STOPPING ME WHEN YOU CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER HOW TO DO BASIC THINGS SUCH AS FLYING?!?! EH? EH? AND WHAT WILL YOU DO? TAKE CARE OF THE WHOLE UNI"
Varia was –how to say it? - completely and utterly dumbstruck. . . to say the least; not only had Kalnur walked up to her and knocked her mask off with a backhand swing, but, since she had still kept trying to talk, Kalnur had kept true to his promise and made her stop by any means necessary. . . in his small crazy mind, he thought: what better way to avoid someone speaking than locking his/her lips shut, and if you also want to say "thank you" at the same time, what better tool than your own?
It lasted two seconds at the most, but it couldn't have been more effective for the Rebel Great Being if he had taken an entire hour doing the same; grinning a little, he began gathering atoms as he ran; slowly changing into a winged dragon, he tried to maximize the small head start that would avoid him dying in the near future.
". . . . . . KALNUR!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Well, there goes another chapter; I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! R&R
Now, if you excuse us, Kalnur and I need to go find a place to hide before Varia and/or dragontiger12 decide it's a good idea to kill us.