He looked around in horror as the scene became clear. He was standing atop the Coliseum, overlooking Metru Nui…or what was left of it. Rubble and barely upright buildings dotted the city, thick strands of material he could only guess was web connected the Coliseum to various smaller buildings around it, and a thick, dusky green fog cloaked the entire city in an eerie gloom.
"Wh-what happened to my city…" Vakama breathed, his eyes wide and horror-struck. A familiar, feminine voice spoke, and the hooded lady drew near, her tone grave and worried.
"This is the future of our world, Vakama. Desolate, void of the Matoran who once dwelt here and gave it life. Metru Nui is going to fall." The Toa of Fire looked at her in horror.
"No… this can't be the future of this city! I won't let it! This won't happen to Metru Nui as long as I still live to protect it!" The woman sighed, taking hold of Vakama's hand and leading him to the edge. Pointing a gloved finger towards the remains of Ta-Metru, she said.
"Look closely, Vakama. There is still hope for your city." The Toa squinted, staring out at the ruins of his home district. He blinked, realizing that there was a faint glimmer of light coming from one of the old forges.
"Someone is still out there!" He said, unsure if he should rejoice for their lives, or grieve their ill fated luck.
"Yes there is." The woman confirmed. "And they are in your forge. But they are unprepared for what they will find in, and around, the Coliseum." Again she took hold of Vakama's hand, this time turning and taking him to the opposite side of the observatory. This time, she indicated a thick line of webbing, from which six cocoons hung. Five remained in tact, housing their unmoving victims, whilst one of the middle-most ones had burst open.
"What is in those?" Vakama asked, afraid to know the answer. The woman sighed quietly.
"Your team, Vakama. All alive, but all trapped."
"But one cocoon is broken! Who escaped?" She didn't answer him. Instead, she turned and moved towards the center of the Coliseum observatory. Vakama looked at her. "Please, tell me who got free. I have to know!"
"…You did, Vakama." She said finally, her voice quiet. "But if you saw or knew how… I fear it would only cause more pain than seeing this vision has already done." The woman hesitated before continuing to speak. "Train the Successors well, Vakama. They are the only hope this world has left." Everything began to fade out of focus as she finished talking.
"Wait!" Vakama called urgently, running towards her to try and stop the vision from fading. "Don't leave me like this! I have to know!" But his pleading was in vain, and all was plunged into darkness…
Stabbing pain in the Toa's legs woke him fully, and as he opened his eyes, Nuju rasped grimly.
"Another vision about Metru Nui's destruction… how did we die this time?" Vakama shook his head.
"We didn't, but our situation was as bad as death anyways."
"And how do we stop it from happening?" The Toa of Fire sighed, not wanting to tell Nuju about their fates. "…we can't stop it, can we…"
"As far as I understand…no. All we can do is teach those six children everything we can, when and if they become Toa, and pray they can live long enough to save us." Nuju's grim expression turned even graver as he listened to his Brother's words. After thinking through what he was just told, the Toa of Ice whispered.
"They will become Toa, my Brother. They may be young, but each is as strong-willed as any one of us, if not stronger. Remember that one of them grew up on the streets for most of his life, alone. Yet he is the strongest and bravest of the six, even though he could have given up hope and died at any point during those years. Onua isn't the only one who has faced trials either. Tahu had to grow up with his cousins because his parents travelled so much, and Kopaka lost his entire family. Lewa had to grow up in the shadow of his five or six older brothers, Pohatu's mother died because of disease… the only one who's lived a 'normal' life is Gali, and all of these events will change her forever. Her family could be targeted, much like ours were. But through it all, those children have held it together far better than most adults could." He coughed quietly before finishing what he was saying. "So do not doubt them, Vakama. They are out future. They are Toa."
"But what if the Makuta find the Toa Stones first? What if they find Mihkoro and take the Vahi? What if my visions all come true? What if…"
"What if everything works out to be alright, and you are just working yourself into unnecessary hysterics?" Nuju interrupted, his hoarse voice sounding more agitated then before. "All of your worrying is going to make the situation worse for both of us. Let Destiny take its course. We'll all be okay." Vakama sighed wearily, wishing this was all just a very bad dream.
"How can you be so calm and sure through all of this? How do you do it?
"Faith, my Brother. All it is, is faith."
