DiabloCat: Yay, another chappie! I know, it's not very long, and nothing very interesting happens, but the action will come eventually. This is just more of a linking chapter.

To my wonderful, wonderful reviewers…

Chessrook44: Way ahead of you. I've already seen it, and even read the book. A few years ago yes, but I've got a relatively good memory. If I make a few mistakes, I'm very sorry. But hey, nobody's perfect, right?

Nightbug08: Thank you inspiration! I adapted it slightly, but the idea was very helpful. Thanks!

Jade: Ooh, nasty. I bet it was strange popping up as a boy (as I well know from experience), and especially as a Matoran boy. At least I'm usually human!

Kira, Toa of the Blade: Aw, thanks. I'm touched.

Shadowed Suit: (Waves) Hey, great to see you again! Yeah, Le-Koro speak is confusing to read. But believe me; it's even harder to write! And I'll try to keep up the work.

Fred: No, thank YOU.

Queen of Africa: If you're who I think you are…you just wait till school restarts…

CHAPTER 5: YOU CAN'T ESCAPE THE PLOT

It's times like this I wonder why Demon picked me. I'm not very athletic. I don't belong to any sport's clubs, I don't work out, I never come first in races. I spend most of my free-time lazing around with a book, or playing on the computer.

I looked mournfully about me. While I had been tackling the ONE Rama, the Matorans – most of them a little shorter than me – and Lewa had finished off all the rest. Sheesh, they didn't need me at all!

Tamaru and Kulani bounded over. I was thankful to see they both looked okay. When one doesn't know many people, one does not want to lose the only people they do know.

"Did we win?" I asked jokingly. It was kind of obvious that we had.

Tamaru bobbed his head gleefully. "It's the best battlefight so far. No badhurt Matorans, only a few smallhurts."

I was pleased to hear that. I was beginning to really like and admire these people. They were perky, brave and knew how to have a good time. The following celebration proved that.

The next few months kept me extremely busy. I travelled around Mata Nui, checking out the various villages. I swam in lakes at Ga-Koro, skied down the slopes of Ko-Koro, climbed the piles of rocks at Po-Koro, explored deep in the caves at Onu-Koro and marvelled at volcanoes at Ta-Koro. I was enjoying have nothing pressing to do. Sure, I had a few tussles with various creatures, but nothing major.

And then the story came back to bite me.

I was watching a few Po-Matorans kick a round rock to one another through of lidded eyes. It was a hot day, with only a couple of clouds in the sky, but a cheerful gust of wind that stopped you getting overly heated. A perfect day for windriding, Lewa would have said.

Up, down, across – it was very restful just watching them. Sometimes I reckon the Po-Matorans would give the soccer players on Earth something to worry about. I myself didn't play often. For one thing, they use rocks as balls. Ever tried kicking a round rock that's as heavy as three maths text-books? It hurts. A lot.

A tan blur shot past, then skidded to a halt in front of me. Here's a tip – never challenge Pohatu to a race. He'd beat you hands down. Probably has something to do with possessing the Kanohi Mask of Speed.

"Hey," I said, waving my hand lazily.

Pohatu grinned back in return. "Enjoying yourself?"

"Immensely," I sighed, leaning back to soak up a few more rays. "There's nothing like lying around in the warm sun, watching Matorans kick rocks."

Pohatu's smile widened. I could tell he was pleased. I found it quite amusing that all of the Toa were eager to show off their villages, and anxious in case I didn't like them. So far, it had not been a problem.

"You ever heard of Koli ball, Carleigh?"

I tilted my head to the side and considered the word. "Koli ball. Hmm. Isn't that the game that's a bit like hockey?"

"Hockey?" The rock Toa raised his eyebrows.

"Never mind." I really had to stop using words the Toa wouldn't understand. I kept mixing English with Toarion (as I liked to call it) and sorting out the confusion that followed wasn't all that fun. "It's just a game we play back in my…dimension."

Pohatu nodded understandingly. "Ah. Well, Koli ball is a fairly traditional game played here. Ta-Koro has recently had a new field built, and to celebrate, there will be a tournament held there."

"Are all the villages playing?"

"No, just Po-Koro, Ga-Koro and, of course, Ta-Koro."

I winced at the thought of Gali and Tahu meeting. The two hadn't been on the best of terms lately.

Pohatu seemed to share my thoughts. "Those two will have to face their differences someday. Perhaps this friendly competition will break the ice."

I sighed. "It's more likely to send the ice flying in deadly shards."

"Maybe we should bring Kopaka," laughed the Toa.

"I have a feeling that would only inflame the situation. Oh well. I guess all siblings fight every now and then." I thought of my younger brother back on Earth. Oh yes. Siblings fight a LOT.

"Would you like to come to the tournament?"

I jerked my head up to look at him. "Really? That'd be great!" If I could remember correctly, the Koli tournament was where it all started. Time to get moving and do my job, I thought, a touch wistfully. I'd liked having nothing pressing to do.

I got to my feet and stretched. "I suppose I should start getting ready?"

Pohatu nodded. "We leave tomorrow."

I didn't mind leaving soon. I didn't exactly have much to pack, after all. Demon, after I complained to him, had dropped down a backpack for me, with changes of clothes and a few other necessary items, like a toothbrush. This had never been a problem before, because there were usually other humans around. This time however, I was the only homo sapien for miles around.

No, scratch miles, and add planets.

Isn't life great?

DiabloCat: And now to go back to the computer and stare at the screen waiting for the right words to come. Ciao!