Hi! I'm LightningNinja20, a young writer just wanting to unleash her ideas. My stories are impro-fanfics, so don't judge. I like Bionicle and PMMM, so... you'll be seeing lots of that. I don't think anyone's tried these crossovers, but... well, you're in my profile now. Let's see what kind of stuff I come up with :D

"Every time I stop and stumble into the darkness

I close my eyes and think back to you

We made a vow, a promise to carry onward

I'll see it through~"

"Vakama?" A voice from behind asked. The fire toa paled and whipped around, shaking as his siblings stared. Onewa snickered.

"Singing is for wimps, Vakama." He chuckled, smirking. "You would know all about that, wouldn't you--" Just then, Vakama opened his mouth and uttered a high note, creating soundwaves and knocking the Toa of Stone into the wall. He growled.

"That song is all I have to remember my best friend. . ." He growled under his breath. "And that power, what I just did, I got it from her herself. So make another remark on it and I will personally shatter your eardrums. Got it?" Onewa gulped, fearful, and scampered away. Vakama glared at him, then looked around.

"Who else wants some?"

Some random thing I wrote that Imma put in my story.

"How old are you? 12?" The lifeguard asked.

"11." Crystal replied. "I'm underage."

"Oh, you're 12, ok." He said, turning away. "It's okay you don't need the wristband."

Lifeguard logic; if you're eleven then you're twelve.

"Madoka, why do you pretend to be someone you aren't?"

"Nagisa, this is a world where I'm someone who's expected to be hotheaded and arrogant. If I show anything else, then they'll cast me out. Who wants a shy girl with low self-esteem to protect a village?"

"Madoka, if they can't accept you, then you shouldn't protect them!"

"Better to be someone I'm not and save lives rather than be myself and have people die."

Excerpt from my WP fanfic Puella Magi-Souls Reborn

"One day, the light of love

Though it may seem far away

Will shine again in your eyes

Transcend and rise above~

But there's only one dream

And it's been ripped at the seams

This world will end in ruin

And I'll lose all I love~"

"Vakama?" A voice asked from behind. "What language is that? My Rau won't translate it." Vakama turned to see Nokama standing there, confused. He shrugged.

"I understand it just fine."

"But my Rau--"

"It's a language you wouldn't know, no matter how long you scourage through every language every Matoran knows or ever knew." He cut her off. "Don't ask. If you want to know the song, it's called Magia. A girl named Homura wrote it." As Nokama waked away, Vakama clutched the egg-shaped gold-cased purple gem in his hand, his voice a whisper.

"It's a song I wrote for Madoka."

I have a story idea where Vakama is really Homura from PMMM. Yeah, I'm obsessed and I'm proud I am!

That is all, bye!