Chapter 5 -- Boxing Bohrok, 1st Part
Authoress' Notes: This is where the story starts to fray off from the Bohrok Saga. This chapter took awhile in coming, as it has loads of action, and I have a hard time writing it. Tell me how I did, please! The next chapter is already halfway written...so we'll see that chapter VERY soon.
"I think we're lost."
Takua sighed openly at Kapura's statement. "For the upteenth time, Kapura, we are NOT lost. I've been in these tunnels before, and they are not new to me. The only problem is that a lot of their lightstones were dislodged and swept away by the flood, and I can't see very well. Boy, I could use Puku's help right now..."
"Don't you have a lightstone in that backpack of yours? And who's Puku?"
Ouch.
Takua smacked his forehead. "Geez...I can't believe I didn't think of that sooner! Yes, I KNOW I do." Taking the rucksack off of his back, he began to paw through it. "Puku's an Ussal crab I met during one of my journeys. She knows the tunnels very well, and for some reason, has a thing for me...ah! Here it is!" Holding up the lightstone, and looked around. The walls were a little drier here than where they were, and every now and then a cool breeze would reach them. It was a good indication that they were close to an exit.
Moving faster, now that they had a source of light, Takua realized that they were indeed nearing the end of the Onu-Le-Koro tunnel, as the familiar smells of Le-Koro's exotic vegetation had begun to make themselves known. But, why could he not hear anything? Le-Koronans were notorious for their incessant chatter. "It's just like..."
But Takua was cut off as the ground underneath their feet began to tremble, globs of dirt splattering them from the ceiling. There was a loud *bang* as the right side of the wall exploded and expelled two very angry-looking Bohrok. Takua gasped in amazement as the large insectoid creatures emitted a high-pitched chikting sound as if they were trying to contact the rest of their swarm, or perhaps a Va. Was it actually scared?
Before Takua could work out an answer though, he was distracted by a *fwssshing* noise. Through the hole the Bohrok created came a very striking Matoran wearing an orange Pakari, sitting astride a most bizarre contraption that looked like a cross between a Bohrok and a Tarakava. The Matoran riding it forward and pressed one of the levers on the machine, and it's arm moved forward as if it were in a boxing tournament, smacking one of the Gahlok's eyeteeth, expelling it's krana. The Bohrok wobbled and fell over onto it's side.
Both of them watched with fascination as two other familiar Matoran appeared behind the machine, one of them yelling at the machine rider. "Smash its krana, Nuparu! We don't want that thing waiting to infect one of us later on, Taipu stay back!" yelled Onepu. Beside him, watching the scene with as much interest as Takua himself, was Taipu.
Nuparu squashed the Gahlok's krana mercilessly, splitting it in two pieces and flattening it into the ground. The glow left the krana, and though Takua had never seen a krana 'die,' he had a feeling it did just that. Despite it's bulk, the machine was surprisingly quick. At the same time however, it was obvious Nuparu himself wasn't altogether used to it. The other Gahlok dodged one of his punches and shot a gust of water towards the machine. Nuparu coughed and spluttered, and for a moment, it looked like the Gahlok would succeed in krana-ing the Matoran. But at the last minute, Taipu chucked his pickaxe onto the beast's headplate, distracting it. Nuparu took the chance, and the machine succeeded in releasing the krana, which he tromped on without hesitation. The trio turned towards Takua and Kapura.
"Halt! Who goes there!" called Onepu.
Before either of them could reply, Taipu eased out from behind Onepu and ran over to them. "It's all right, Onepu! I know them! It is the Chronicler and Kapura!" Takua felt himself smile as Taipu hugged him and then Kapura. "What are you two doing here?"
"I'm on a mission." said Takua. He glanced over at Kapura, who puffed a stream of fire in the air. "I originally intended to go alone, but Kapura insisted that he come with me." Takua paused for a moment, and then turned back to Taipu. "Nice shot! What happened to you three? Where are the rest of the Onu-Matoran?"
"They evacuated to Le-Koro." said Nuparu softly, getting off of the machine Did you by any chance see if they made it?"
Takua shook his head. "No...I'm sorry I didn't. We just got here about an hour ago, and were about to visit you guys..." As Takua spoke, more dirt clods fell on top of the quintet, this time much more frequently. "It seems we don't have much time to chat in here...let's get out of here before we get buried. Nuparu, that machine is amazing! What's it called, and could you make a couple more? I have a feeling they could come in real handy in Le-Koro."
Nuparu nodded quietly. "The machine is called Boxor, and though I suppose I could make more of them, we'd need to get more Bohrok parts. Could you guys haul the Bohrok out of the cave?
Takua nodded, and motioned to the others. "Two to each corpse. Keep moving and don't look back." he stated briskly. Galvanized by Takua's sudden sharp words, they quickly made their way to the exit.
-*-*-
Upon reaching Le-Koro, Takua was dismayed at the eerie stillness of the usually noisy village. It would be natural to assume that the stillness of the village stemmed mostly from the fact that it was night-time, but Takua knew from years of experience in this sort of thing, that something was very wrong.
*fwpppt*
Takua jumped about ten feet into the air, as did the others. Turning around, Takua shot angry eyes towards a blushing Kapura. "Dangit, you fool!" he hissed. "Why don't you just walk around carrying a neon sign that says: 'Hello Bohrok, I'm Kapura. Please feel free to launch your gummy brains to my face. I'd like that very much!?" Kapura flinched at the intensity of Takua's gaze, and backed away. Nuparu, who had been bringing up the rear, widened his eyes in disbelief.
Onepu put a finger to his lips. "Shhh! I hear someone!"
"Who's out there? Uphurry and show yourselves!" squeaked a little voice.
"It's a Le-Koronan" said Taipu. "I know their speech."
Takua stopped glaring at Kapura. "It's Tamaru." he said softly, moving swiftly forward. "Tamaru...it's me Takua."
A small figure wearing a Rau mask stepped forward hesitantly from a makeshift leaf tent, but then upon seeing Takua, embraced the adventurer. "Praise the Great Beings, it IS you!" Looking behind Takua, Tamaru waved at the others and motioned them to follow. "Inside you come, but uphurry! Nuhvokbugs are about!"
Authoress' Notes: This is where the story starts to fray off from the Bohrok Saga. This chapter took awhile in coming, as it has loads of action, and I have a hard time writing it. Tell me how I did, please! The next chapter is already halfway written...so we'll see that chapter VERY soon.
"I think we're lost."
Takua sighed openly at Kapura's statement. "For the upteenth time, Kapura, we are NOT lost. I've been in these tunnels before, and they are not new to me. The only problem is that a lot of their lightstones were dislodged and swept away by the flood, and I can't see very well. Boy, I could use Puku's help right now..."
"Don't you have a lightstone in that backpack of yours? And who's Puku?"
Ouch.
Takua smacked his forehead. "Geez...I can't believe I didn't think of that sooner! Yes, I KNOW I do." Taking the rucksack off of his back, he began to paw through it. "Puku's an Ussal crab I met during one of my journeys. She knows the tunnels very well, and for some reason, has a thing for me...ah! Here it is!" Holding up the lightstone, and looked around. The walls were a little drier here than where they were, and every now and then a cool breeze would reach them. It was a good indication that they were close to an exit.
Moving faster, now that they had a source of light, Takua realized that they were indeed nearing the end of the Onu-Le-Koro tunnel, as the familiar smells of Le-Koro's exotic vegetation had begun to make themselves known. But, why could he not hear anything? Le-Koronans were notorious for their incessant chatter. "It's just like..."
But Takua was cut off as the ground underneath their feet began to tremble, globs of dirt splattering them from the ceiling. There was a loud *bang* as the right side of the wall exploded and expelled two very angry-looking Bohrok. Takua gasped in amazement as the large insectoid creatures emitted a high-pitched chikting sound as if they were trying to contact the rest of their swarm, or perhaps a Va. Was it actually scared?
Before Takua could work out an answer though, he was distracted by a *fwssshing* noise. Through the hole the Bohrok created came a very striking Matoran wearing an orange Pakari, sitting astride a most bizarre contraption that looked like a cross between a Bohrok and a Tarakava. The Matoran riding it forward and pressed one of the levers on the machine, and it's arm moved forward as if it were in a boxing tournament, smacking one of the Gahlok's eyeteeth, expelling it's krana. The Bohrok wobbled and fell over onto it's side.
Both of them watched with fascination as two other familiar Matoran appeared behind the machine, one of them yelling at the machine rider. "Smash its krana, Nuparu! We don't want that thing waiting to infect one of us later on, Taipu stay back!" yelled Onepu. Beside him, watching the scene with as much interest as Takua himself, was Taipu.
Nuparu squashed the Gahlok's krana mercilessly, splitting it in two pieces and flattening it into the ground. The glow left the krana, and though Takua had never seen a krana 'die,' he had a feeling it did just that. Despite it's bulk, the machine was surprisingly quick. At the same time however, it was obvious Nuparu himself wasn't altogether used to it. The other Gahlok dodged one of his punches and shot a gust of water towards the machine. Nuparu coughed and spluttered, and for a moment, it looked like the Gahlok would succeed in krana-ing the Matoran. But at the last minute, Taipu chucked his pickaxe onto the beast's headplate, distracting it. Nuparu took the chance, and the machine succeeded in releasing the krana, which he tromped on without hesitation. The trio turned towards Takua and Kapura.
"Halt! Who goes there!" called Onepu.
Before either of them could reply, Taipu eased out from behind Onepu and ran over to them. "It's all right, Onepu! I know them! It is the Chronicler and Kapura!" Takua felt himself smile as Taipu hugged him and then Kapura. "What are you two doing here?"
"I'm on a mission." said Takua. He glanced over at Kapura, who puffed a stream of fire in the air. "I originally intended to go alone, but Kapura insisted that he come with me." Takua paused for a moment, and then turned back to Taipu. "Nice shot! What happened to you three? Where are the rest of the Onu-Matoran?"
"They evacuated to Le-Koro." said Nuparu softly, getting off of the machine Did you by any chance see if they made it?"
Takua shook his head. "No...I'm sorry I didn't. We just got here about an hour ago, and were about to visit you guys..." As Takua spoke, more dirt clods fell on top of the quintet, this time much more frequently. "It seems we don't have much time to chat in here...let's get out of here before we get buried. Nuparu, that machine is amazing! What's it called, and could you make a couple more? I have a feeling they could come in real handy in Le-Koro."
Nuparu nodded quietly. "The machine is called Boxor, and though I suppose I could make more of them, we'd need to get more Bohrok parts. Could you guys haul the Bohrok out of the cave?
Takua nodded, and motioned to the others. "Two to each corpse. Keep moving and don't look back." he stated briskly. Galvanized by Takua's sudden sharp words, they quickly made their way to the exit.
-*-*-
Upon reaching Le-Koro, Takua was dismayed at the eerie stillness of the usually noisy village. It would be natural to assume that the stillness of the village stemmed mostly from the fact that it was night-time, but Takua knew from years of experience in this sort of thing, that something was very wrong.
*fwpppt*
Takua jumped about ten feet into the air, as did the others. Turning around, Takua shot angry eyes towards a blushing Kapura. "Dangit, you fool!" he hissed. "Why don't you just walk around carrying a neon sign that says: 'Hello Bohrok, I'm Kapura. Please feel free to launch your gummy brains to my face. I'd like that very much!?" Kapura flinched at the intensity of Takua's gaze, and backed away. Nuparu, who had been bringing up the rear, widened his eyes in disbelief.
Onepu put a finger to his lips. "Shhh! I hear someone!"
"Who's out there? Uphurry and show yourselves!" squeaked a little voice.
"It's a Le-Koronan" said Taipu. "I know their speech."
Takua stopped glaring at Kapura. "It's Tamaru." he said softly, moving swiftly forward. "Tamaru...it's me Takua."
A small figure wearing a Rau mask stepped forward hesitantly from a makeshift leaf tent, but then upon seeing Takua, embraced the adventurer. "Praise the Great Beings, it IS you!" Looking behind Takua, Tamaru waved at the others and motioned them to follow. "Inside you come, but uphurry! Nuhvokbugs are about!"