On a wide open beach basked in a bright orange sunset in the far distance, a large stone monument with six spires in a circle pointing upwards stood in place in the coastal breeze. Several gull like creatures sqauwked loudly as the flew across the location with a chilling breeze carrying a small wave of sand over through the inside of the structure. A circle made of sand and bordered by an outer ring of stone laid in the exact center of this place with seemingly nothing within its grains that could affect the surface in any sort of manner. A wise and elderly voice from everywhere and yet nowhere spoke out, just as the evening's shadow began to pass over the structure itself.
"Gathered friends. Join us as we listen together to a new legend of the Bionicle. Long ago, in the time before time, a mysterious substance erupted from the core of a distant world called Spherus Magna."
Several etchings resembling smaller figures began to appear in the circle of sand with some being depicted as ordinary figures whilst others showed several that appeared to be fighting amongst one another. A small white coloured crack in the very center of the layout began to take shape and light up dimly.
"Known as Energized Protodermis, warriors and all sorts of beings fought over for control of that which could destine them for change or for destruction. The conflict was so fierce and the substance unstable that the resulting chaos had ended up tearing the planet asunder."
The cracks then began to spread out all across the sandy circle, as if they were to respresent the stresses of battle and the unpredictability of this substance these beings fought over as the light within began to flash brighter and brighter the further they expanded. The etchings depecting the warriors and beings prior faded into the sand as near the end of the lower of the border, numerous larger etchings depicted more beings, this time with their arms held out as a large stone began to rise from the sand in the exact center.
"Wise and powerful Great Beings constructed a powerful giant, our Great Spirit known as Mata Nui, to leave the splintered world to study the cosmos and eventually, reunite the two fragmented moons of jungle and ocean with the desert planet that had remained in the many millenia to come."
Several carved lines were noticable within the stone that represented Mata Nui, with some of them appearing to resemble a calm and neutral expression within the face. The two portions of sand that were seperated by the earlier cracks began to turn into colours of blue and green, as if to represent the environments of the moons created by this Shattering. Suddenly, the air around the structure this circle lay within began to grow cold and feel eeriely dark as a large black rock fell into the portion that represented the ocean moon that left Spherus Magna. Unlike the stone that represented Mata Nui, the face depicted on this rock was carved in rather than depicted through lines.
"But before Mata Nui could complete his mission, the Makuta, ambitious and hungry for power crashed his systems, causing him to crash into the water moon of Aqua Magna and fall into a everlasting, deathly slumber. Worse still, the numerous of many inhabitants of that universe, the Matoran, were constantly under threat from the shadows that Makuta and other dangerous foes brought to them."
A series of red sparks from the rock that depicted the Makuta travelled to the stone that represented the Great Spirit, causing it to fall away from the center of the circle of sand and into the blue segment, its shade of colour disappearing from it as it did so. Several smaller black rocks emerged beside the dark being's 'presence' whilst several pebbles clustered together in smaller groups and surrounded the fallen Mata Nui, as if to represent the denizens that lived in fear from the dark shadow that threatened at their very lives.
"But all hope was not lost, for legendary heroes known as the Toa would descend, tasked with the protection of the Matoran and their elders, the Turaga, and fulfilling whatever destiny laid ahead for each of them. Makuta sent many threats against these noble warriors such as the Rahi Beasts that were infected by his tainted Kanohi, the dreaded Rahkshi and others many would consider too atrocious to speak of."
Gently from above, six crystal like stones shone brightly in colours of red, green, blue, white, black and brown descended to the circle, surrounding the rock that depicted Makuta. As light shone brightly from them, the smaller black rocks that represented the minions of their master began to crack slowly before shattering apart, leaving only the master of shadows remaining. Just then, a seventh stone with a gold shine to it appeared in the circle, emitting a blinding white light before the Makuta stone toppled over, cracking into smaller fragments as it did so.
"With the advent of a Toa of Light and the Makuta's seeming defeat, the following journey to save the Great Spirit's life and to eventually awaken him once more, was a treacherous one."
Six smaller Toa stones, with almost identical colours to the ones introduced in this tale, then surrounded the fallen stone, the stone of Mata Nui growing an ever darker shade of grey as it did so with every passing second. As it turned pitch black, the smaller white stone that represented one of the group began to gleam as bright as it did before slowly fading away, in turn, the stone of Mata Nui regaining its once lost colour. At the same time, the seven Toa Stones that had previously surrounded the former Makuta stone had slid across the sand to join the five remaining stones that represented what remained of that team. Energies poured out from them as the Great Spirit's fallen form began to rise from the ground.
"Following many perils and facing off against some of the vilest of foes, on a quest to discover the Mask of Life, a brave Toa of Ice risked everything through sacrifice to save Mata Nui from perishing."
As it reached the top, it appeared as if from what had been depicted thus far that through the sacrifice and unity of these two groups of Toa did they complete their duty and fulfil their destinies, that Mata Nui had at last been awakened. However, the lines that represented the Great Spirit's eyes suddenly turned a dark red as several fragments from Makuta's black rock had now embedded themselves deep into the large stone.
"But as the legendary Toa Nuva were seemingly successful in their destiny when they believed to have awakened Mata Nui, their success had only given his giant body and the universe within to the Makuta who banished the Great Spirit in the very mask that revived him, to the desert world he left in millenia past."
A portion of the stone broke away to form a still humanoid figure with arms and legs spread, one that resembled a feature of the very mask that was being spoke of as it left the portion of the circle that represented the ocean moon that this tale continued across and returned to the desert segment where it had began from, settling into the ground. As slightly larger pebbles came towards the carving, it stood back up as pitch black stones of the same size along with one of white and blue colours amongst them faced them.
"In spite of his brother's efforts however, Mata Nui survived his banishment and upon finding new allies from Bara Magna proved his worth as any of the Toa within his universe would in uniting the Glatorian and Agori species against their fierce adversaries before reassembling a failed experiment of the Great Beings, that failure which would lead to the construction of the body that the Makuta now possessed."
As the white and blue stone sank into the ground, the remaining ones that represented Mata Nui's adversaries on the desert world he found himself on moved away from his group before they spread out, causing a newer stone that was similar to his old form only as rusted and not as large appeared with the figure shape that previously represented him and the Mask of Life crumbled into dust. Slowly, the cracks began to shrink as the stone representing the body that the Makuta possessed moved alongside this old body the Great Spirit was now currently in possession of.
"Just as he began to complete the mission he neglected long ago, he and Makuta, along with their allies and enemies on the desert below their towering forms, fought in a final confrontion to determine if the Great Spirit would fulfil his destiny or if the darkness of his brother would reign across the many stars around them, even beyond the universe they knew."
As the two stones rotated to face one another, several of the Toa stones alongside the larger pebbles that represented Mata Nui's allies from the desert world facing off against dark stones and pebbles that acted as the troops commanded by Makuta and whatever other forces from Bara Magna that sought to claim revenge on the Great Spirit.
"When a certain Toa of Fire turned the tide of the conflict, that gave Mata Nui the edge he needed to end the reign of terror Makuta had insitilled for over a millenia and restore the world of Spherus Magna."
The larger of the two red Toa stones within the sandy circle began glowing brighty as several portions of gold manifested before most, if not over a third of the rocks representing Makuta's forces were obliterated in an instant. The Makuta possessed rock of the Great Spirit's former body fell to the ground, crumbling in places before laying down in the sand with its head near the border of cracks representing the jungle moon and the red eyes fading away. Then, the entire circle of sand glowed brightly as the cracks that were laid in at the start of this tale faded away, with the entire circle now basked in a mixture of sand, tiny patches of grass and small puddles to represent the world of Spherus Magna was now whole once more as the old body sank into the ground, disappearing from view.
"He now resides within the Mask of Life, awaiting the day where the Great Beings will return to their restored home and to await the time to see if the world he restored would be worthy of him being able to walk among the populace, not as their Great Spirit, but as their equal."
From where the stone that previously lay sank, a small sphere with a carving of the figure Mata Nui was depicted as when he arrived on the wind swept desert world engraved into the object with several grooves present beside either of the legs. This represented the Mask of Life, the object that saved his life, that Makuta had banished him from his body through, that assisted him in fulfilling his destiny and now after a long time, was now as of present his new home. But to the many beings that knew of this mask and what it was truly capable of, they knew it held another name. Pebbles representing the Matoran and the beings Mata Nui had befriended came around the Toa Stones and the carving of the Mask of Life, all except for one that remained by the ruin that was their old home.
"But even with the influence of Makuta and his presence seemingly gone from the minds of the Matoran, Agori or other beings forever, there as those among Spherus Magna who hold ambitions as great as his own."
A small fragment from one of the jagged black rocks that had embedded itself in that stone brock off and landed on top of the pebble, radiating it in a familiar dark aura.
"As the Toa and Glatorian begin on establishing their new society with those they have protected, a distant world amongst far more distant stars, one that was not alien to the Great Beings themselves, is about to bear witness and play a part into the newly beginning legend that is shaped through the course of our very lives."
As the sky above the monument began to turn to the dark night that had come across the beach it stood upon, the stars within the universe that lay beyond what was visible began glowing brightly. Some more brighter than others in certain patterns, as if they were forming some kind of constellation, one that was shaped like a sphere with a line crossing over inside and a smaller sphere shape was present in the center. Though the pattern would be jaggy to astronomers who would study those stars, this was yet another sign in the mysteries of what was around them.
"Though the denizens are unaware of the three virtues that the Great Spirit had blessed to the Matoran, Unity, Duty and Destiny, their faith in those aspects in what is to come, is about to be put to the greatest test of all."
Within a dimly lit chamber, a small being with the majority of his body, hands and feet in a dark brown colour along with greyish arms and legs strolled towards a workbench situated at the far end of the room. His hood from the greyish black colour it bore concealed his head and by further extension, his identity for one reason or another. Several tools laid on the surface with a bigger object being hidden beneath a large piece of cloth that was among the center of them for whatever great importance he deemed neccessary. As he was about take it off, he heard a hissing sound along with the noise of scuttling and a heavy object scratching against the Protodermis floor of the area.
"Late again I see," he muttered, his voice also being masked by several vocal noises "I trust you have actually brought good news, Metus."
As if on cue from his name being spoken, a white coloured snake with blue eyes and rows of armour that acted as scales slithered into the room, dragging a sealed vat of some kind through his teeth. One could easily tell that he was tired from having to acquire the contents of what was sealed inside, for one reason or another. He opened his jaw after setting the vat upright correctly before slithering towards the one who requested his assistance in bringing it to this room.
"I do not know why you require such a thing from a place that could have easily been destroyed when he fell at Mata Nui's hands," Metus hissed "But you are aware that my services, even as I'm no longer a once proud Glatorian manager, never come cheap Matoran."
"Naturally," the figure replied calmly "But the Ignika is a riddle in of itself, even if the Great Spirit bore it as his own for a time. You would be wise to remember that from those who tried to possess it before."
He then removed the cloth from the object that was concealed, revealed a large and complete, but heavily damaged mask. Its lower half was wide with two protruding sides with vents present across the very front, just beneath the eyelids. Even from his efforts to place it back together from where he had once found the fragments, several cracks were very much still present from the rough attempt to do so. But with what Metus had managed to recover for him, the day he had been waiting for could finally come. The unidentified Matoran walked over to the vat that the snake had heaved into the room for him and took off the lid.
Inside was a silvery coloured liquid that was swirling gently around the interior of the container as a result of his assistant dragging it through the corridors with his teeth. Taking the cracked, but otherwise repaired mask in his hand, he gently dropped it inside and awaited patiently to see if the properties of this substance would indeed do its work. At first, a minute passed with little happening, much to the impatience of the Matoran's companion, but eventually, a few tiny beams of green light emerged from the surface, intriguing the white snake with a devious smile. The figure then brought over a tool that appeared to resemble a tool of tongs and dipped it into the substance, eventually pulling the mask out of the vat intact.
Though its colour was still a rusted orange as a result of what had become of it before previously breaking apart, all of the cracks save for a tiny few had all but faded away as if aside from age, nothing had happened to it.
"So it is true," the Matoran spoke as he picked up the seemingly repaired the mask from the ground before sealing the vat "The Brotherhood were in development of an essence that could assist in the repair of even a damaged beyond repair Great Kahoni Mask."
"Well, at least my trip into this Mangaia as you called it wasn't a complete waste of time," Metus muttered with a hiss "Everything else of importance seemed to have already been taken from there."
He then turned to the one who had called for his services which had now seemingly led to fruition as he was observing the mask from every detail, much to his chagrin.
"Now then, I believe we were going to discuss what it was you were planning to do with this Olmak you've now seen to it to have been repaired," he continued.
"All in due time," the figure replied, placing the repaired mask "Whatever it is that the Great Beings have hidden beyond Spherus Magna will be most certainly of great use to us with the Olmak, once I learn to control it. In the meantime..."
He then walked over to a large cylinderical container that was sealed with two doors before they immediately opened up within his close proximity to them. Inside was a dark worm like creature with a mix of blacks and purples across its body and several spines were sticking out of its back, straightening up as it awakened with a loud screech. The Matoran carefully grabbed ahold of it with his right hand, ensuring his grip was tight enough to prevent it from wriggling free or biting him. The sight of which was enough to slightly spook Metus who slithered back upon seeing how hostile the creature was.
"Once my little pet has completed its task," he spoke "You know what to do."
The snake merely nodded before regaining his composure and slithering out of the room, muttering quietly to himself as he did so. Once he was gone, the figure then set the worm like creature he was holding to the ground and it immediately slithered towards a pile of numerous Kanohi Masks that had lost their colour or hadn't been melted down for their flaws as a result of previous events. As it was going about its task, biting down on one of the masks causing it to seemingly rust with a black aura enveloping it as it took effect. He then took ahold of something that was held on his back beneath the cloak and brought it in front of him into view.
It was a black Kanohi Mask with long narrow eyeholes on both sides with a small extended piece across those edges, almost forming a V shape with the lack of one in the center. Across the front of the mask was three small upside down V shaped grooves whilst the forehead had three open horizontal vents and atop the mask was a pair of alternate smaller eyeholes and three more vents on each side of the alternate face. The Matoran stared intently at it, as if it was fuel for the motivation behind his plans and a commerative to one he knew well in ages long ago.
"It won't be much longer Makuta," he spoke "Soon, the world the Great Beings have hidden their secrets upon will be conquered and then Spherus Magna will be reclaimed. In your name and memory."
He then placed the mask that was associated with his late master on the table alongside the Kanohi Olmak before leaving the room to allow the creature to continue infecting the pile of Kanohi Masks on the floor and attend to business elsewhere. When was finally absent however, a very faint dim light of red shone through the eyeholes of the black mask for a brief few seconds.
The air was still for the Toa of Fire that overlooked the site where Mata Nui and Makuta held their final battle, the place where the giant robotic body had fallen in the aftermath and had since been disassembled into its individual parts for various purposes by the Matoran and Agori since. Through his Kanohi Mask that had two small cylinder shapes protuding from the lower half, the silver and red clad being observed the only body part that was left, that being a place where neither of the two species dared to touch. Though most took their reasoning of the 'Curse of Makuta' as a reason to not step towards the damaged head piece as a jest, in truth, it was all of the bad memories of the Matoran that was their reasoning to not go anywhere near it.
"Why so glum Norik?" a voice asked.
He turned around to see a Toa of Air clad in gold and dark green suddenly appear in front of him. His gold Kanohi Mask had two long protuding sides and several grooves carved into the forehead. Despite the fierce seeming demanour the eyeholes were shaped as, the being who wore it was otherwise far from that assumption.
"All Matoran, even those strange otherworlders the Great Spirit had befriended, are finally free from Makuta and have a huge planet we can call home," he spoke.
"It's not that I do not share your celebrations Iruini," the Toa of Fire answered "It's just that, a part of me wonders if we could have prevented the slumber of our Great Spirit had we not divided after the retrieval of the Avohkii from the Brotherhood of Makuta."
"Norik, that was all in the past," Iruini replied "We all didn't know what Makuta truly was when we accepted our position of Toa Hagah for our initial purpose. And you need to stop worrying about things that have or have not yet happened, Gaaki and Pouks have managed to find the Toa Mahri."
"That will be good news for Kopaka when he and Pohatu return to the central village," said Norik "I only hope we can get to the bottom of why they were amongst those Skakdi, willingly or not."
The Toa of Fire then turn his attention back towards the damaged and severed head piece of the Great Spirit Robot, feeling a little more contempt with discussing his concerns with his companion, who walked up alongside him to gaze down at the remains.
"I'm not gonna pretend when you say that looking at that still gives me the creeps," the Toa of Air muttered "No wonder all the Matoran wished to obtain from there was anything that wasn't broken from the destroyed Metru Nui and nothing else."
Norik said nothing, but even one could tell from his eyes that in spite of his happiness of Makuta's final defeat at the hands of Mata Nui, there was still much he was uneasy about, much not even being about the new world they were now looking to establish together with the Matoran and Agori. He could only hope that the wisdom passed down through the Turaga and other such beings would be a starting point for their guidance in fulfilling that task. Perhaps Iruini was correct and that he was overthinking about mistakes from the distant millenia of the past being repeated so easily and effortlessly because of ambition.
"Now, we should find Kualus and see when we can meet up with Gaaki and Pouks," he spoke "Bomonga will likely be at the central village waiting for us."
The Toa of Air nodded in agreement as the two left the site of the Makuta's final failure, leaving it to be to its own and hoping that the evil that still made their minds uneasy remained far into the past with no influence on the future.
Far above the atmosphere of Spherus Magna, a celestial object orbited around the planet across the depths of space. It was covered completely in a bright opaque red light with reflective a white shine which trailed off the end of the object as it flew like the tail of a comet. To the beings of the Matoran Universe on the ground below, it went by a name they could only refer to from its presence amongst the cosmos, the Red Star. Bolts of energy were crackling around the enigma of their known universe, moreso than usual that one would normally notice with the correct telescopes that could track its orbit around the planet.
Then as the energy from those bolts intensified in number and strength, it suddenly discharged and shot out into the distant cosmos in the form of a large bolt of lightning. The Red Star otherwise remained unfazed, still continuing around its orbit as if nothing had seemingly happened out the ordinary and that discharge of energy was something that needed to be released into the universe beyond Matoran and Agori knowledge, whose destination as of yet was still unknown to the naked eye.
Elsewhere, on a world far distant from the planet of Spherus Magna, it was nighttime over the vast ocean that mostly covered over this world. The surface of the water glistened from the sight of the stars and crescent moon from the sky above, just as a large boat sailed through the darkness with the small waves beneath it parting to make way for its presence. On the deck of the vehicle, overlooking the early night sky and the ocean from the safety of the wooden floor there, a young human female was standing beside a smaller creature who was mostly pink in appearance save for her brown tipped ears, having small eyes and a curled fluffy tail.
The girl on the other wore a white dress and skirt with shoes matching that colour as well as a pink bag on her back carried by the straps on her shoulders. She had light green eyes and blonde hair, some of which was tied behind her head whilst two bangs hung loosely beside her face. Her expression was one of wonder and awe as she looked out at the sky before her as well as its relfection on the ocean ahead.
"It's beautiful," she breathed before looking down to the creature beside her "Thank you for bringing me up to see this Clefairy."
Clefairy then let out a peaceful and happy cry, happy that her human companion has able to enjoy the beauty of the night that she had brought her out from the boat's interior to see. The girl smiled back, appreciative that she had a chance to see something like this from the advice of her creature, knowing much about what her species were capable of and why nighttimes such as this were special to them.
"I can't wait to tell Elio and others about this and introduce all of you to them," she said as she stroked her head gently "I just know you will all get along with them."
Clefairy enjoyed the presence of the girl's hand for a while before its expression immediately changed to one of curiosity, puzzling her owner. Letting out a confused and quiet cry, she pointed towards the sky, prompting the human girl to turn around and upon seeing what it was the creature had seen, she could only let out a silent gasp of surprise.
The peaceful night sky had been tinted a bright red as a white glow from among the bright stars was seemingly becoming larger and larger from their field of vision. Using her right eye to shield some of her face from the intense brightness by just looking up at it, the girl could only ponder about what was really going on. What was disturbing the sky above and why was it growing brighter by the minute? She didn't have time to answer that question as the water around the boat suddenly began rippling and emitting small waves had only made her realize she was mistaken. Whatever was up there wasn't getting bigger, it was getting closer, towards both her and Clefairy.
Then in an instant as the creature beside her leaped back in an attempt to escape a possible direct impact with herself, the girl was not as fortunate. Too slow in her attempt to stumble backwards away from what was about to come her way, the surge of energy that had left the Red Star and travelled across many of the cosmos made contact and in a surge of blinding white light, several images suddenly raced through her mind, her eyes widening at the fast flurry of whatever it was she was seeing. Eventually after the barrage of images stopped, she found herself in a black space with herself as the only visible entity within. Seeing that she was alone, she looked around the area in panic.
"Clefairy?!" she cried out "Are you out here?! Wicke?!"
But instead of recieving a response from the creature or this other entity she had called Wicke, a series of circles suddenly enveloped around her with several lines and smaller circles, each of different patterns within their boundaries.
"What are these?" the girl breathed, trying to observe and memorize each one at once.
Immediately however, all of them began flashing brightly and striking her head one at a time, causing her to fall to her knees and clutch her head in pain. When the last symbol had entered her head, the pain suddenly stopped. She felt dizzy from the whole ordeal and more questions were now brewing in head than answers, yet despite that, the memory of the symbols and what each one was suddenly became knowledgable to her. Then looking up, she saw yet another symbol, yet this one was vastly different and much larger from the rest.
Two sharp circular edges, each with an additional curve on the inside hovered before her and within them were three oval shaped spheres, the one inbetween being slightly larger than the other two. The girl braced herself for another onslaught of her aching had much like the previous symbols, but instead, this one began to grow a blinding white light that consumed the entire space and herself, until she knew no more.
...
"Thank goodness, she's coming awake."
Upon hearing a voice enter her ears, the girl slowly tried to open her eyes with little success at first from the blurriness of her vision. But eventually, after finding the strength to lift up her arms, she rubbed them with her closed hands and was able to regain her full eyesight. Lifting her upper body up from where she was lying, she saw a woman looking over with worried eyes before her expression turned to one of relief.
"Thank Arceus," she breathed "You had me worried Lillie."
Lillie then looked to the other side of the bed she was rested in to find a worried Clefairy who then smiled in relief that the girl was fully conscious again as if nothing had happened.
"W... What happened?" she pondered before looking back to the woman seated beside her "How long was I out for Wicke?"
"Thankfully, you were only unconscious for half an hour," Wicke answered with a smile on her face before her expression turned to curiosity "What happened out there? We detected some seismic activity on the ocean before I found you unconscious on the deck."
"I..."
The girl bit her lip, unsure of how to answer her question with the seeming absurdity of the situation that led her into seeing... whatever it was that she had believed to have seen. Clefairy let out a worried cry, uncertain about what had truly unfolded before her.
"I was on the deck watching the moonlight with Clefairy," she began, slowly plaming her head "The last thing I remember was watching something from the stars coming down towards me and..."
"And?" Wicke pondered.
"Well... actually, do you mind if I borrow some paper?" asked Lillie.
The woman though confused, nodded in reply and left the room for a minute to grab the object of the girl's request, as she in turn reached for her bag and took out a series of pens and pencils. She was believing that they would be more useful in conveying whatever it was she was trying to tell Wicke rather than words, uncertain if she would even believe what she was saying. Once she had returned, Lillie closed her eyes, trying to focus on what she remembered of the symbols in what she had seen. Luckily, she didn't have to think too much on the ponder as the symbols when she visualized them in her head appeared clear as day to her closed eyes.
"Is something wrong?" asked Wicke.
"No... I think I've got them," Lillie answered, though she still felt a little uncertain.
As Clefairy came around to see what was going on, the girl starting drawing out the symbols from left to right in the order she believed she remembered seeing them from. Although her attempts to draw the border circles they were contained in were not entirely perfect as a result of her earlier dizziness, it wasn't enough to stop her from depicting what was held within them. As both the creature and woman beside her watched on, they couldn't help but be intrigued by the intricacies of each of these symbols, like they were formed from something else that only Lillie seemingly had the answer to. When she had gotten halfway through drawing them, she felt her head beginning to hurt from trying to draw them out and focus on memorizing all of them at the same time.
"I think you should stop for now," Wicke said as she helped the girl out of the chair she had seated herself in to draw these symbols "It's clear that you need rest from whatever it is you have just witnessed to even draw these strange glyphs."
"But... I don't know if I might forget the symbols," Lillie protested weakly.
"Then have faith you won't forget," the woman replied as she helped her back to the bed she was previously resting in "I promise nothing will happen to what you have sketched out. Tomorrow is the day we reunite with your old friends and you want to be in good shape for your homecoming."
"I... understand," the girl smiled "Thank you Wicke. I'll see you in the morning."
And with that, she tucked herself into bed and immediately went to sleep for the rest of the night. As Wicke left the room after Clefairy too went to sleep, she switched out the lights and closed the door behind her, looking down at the sheet of paper shortly afterwards.
"The Unown were always believed to have been remnants of an ancient alphabet," she pondered, looking over the symbols that were drawn out "And yet, this is nothing like what has been discovered of their kind."
She had questions brewing in her head about Lillie's exact knowledge of what she was in the midst of trying to draw out, yet they all came to the same conclusion, one that she was certain most would never even believe her about. Someone or something had given the girl access to a written language none of them had any knowledge about and the fact they were as intricate as they appeared so far had also confirmed that these were no mere scribbles of the much younger human child's imagination. But why that was, no one, not even herself held the complete answers to that mystery.
Wicke knew that this wouldn't be the first time that there was an ordeal Lillie had to overcome in her life through one way or another and that like before, there were now new mysteries that needed to be answered. She only hoped that whatever it was that caused her to witness the strange symbols when the mysterious energies made contact with the girl would not have lingering effects that would impact her negatively and that this mystery could be resolved sooner rather than later.
Little did she or anyone else know was that the region that they were returning to and many of its inhabitants would soon play a part in the continuing legend from far beyond their domain and their knowledge.
And done! Hello there everyone, Pokémon or Bionicle fans alike! Welcome to the first of a series of fics that expands the story of Bionicle Generation 1 to the world of Pokémon where worlds collide, beings encounter one another as strangers, and secrets are unveiled that close the gap in how alien the two are. Secrets such as those the Great Beings are believed to have hidden on the Pokémon world after Mata Nui's creation, secrets that one who seeks to continue the dark legacy of Makuta Teridax aim to control for their own enigmatic purposes. As many Bionicle readers may remember, I once attempted a crossover between the Generation 2 canon and that of the franchise RWBY, which has been discontinued following my disappointment in G2's abrupt ending and the way the story of RWBY was being taken (despite plans to branch away from the exact same story after Volume 3 was adapted).
In the meantime whilst chapter 1 takes shape, I await to see if 's staff will heed my request to have Elio's name added to the Pokémon character tabs (whilst I use the manga name Sun as a temporary placeholder). Until then, I hope you've enjoyed this prologue leading into "Book 1: Challenge of the Rahi", please share a fav, follow and/or review and I'll see you next time!
*Plays Bionicle Age by Paul Hardcastle*