2nd Chapter typed in one day! WOW! I'm amazed at myself! This chapter has a 'word' in it. But if I didn't use it, I couldn't have written this chapter. And if I didn't write this chapter, you wouldn't have the rest of the story! Enjoy!
Chapter 8: Darkest of Dark
Makuta looked at his prisoners. They were unconscious in the chamber of which they were chained. He could not see the pain an horror on their faces. Even though he knew they knew that they were in the hands of Hell itself. He smiled to himself and left the chamber. He walked over to a small pool of liquid protodermis.
"I want to see the eighth Toa!" Makuta commanded. There was a ripple in the liquid and inside the pool was Eli. She was standing next to Toa Kopaka and Toa Tahu. A smile crossed Makuta's pitch-black face. At last, a weakness! She was now telling Toa Pohatu something. The eighth Toa will not be beaten so easily... Makuta thought to himself. He knew her weakness, but it was also her power. Makuta thought for a moment. He turned to the gateway of which, his brother, Mata Nui, still remained trapped. Even after Takanuva had tried to free him, but Takanuva had failed to free Mata Nui.
Makuta turned his thoughts back to the pool of protodermis. The eighth Toa must be rid of, but how? Hmmm...he thought. Her weakness is her power. Or otherwise she is weakened by her power. Makuta smiled again. He had a plan.
"Turahk!" Makuta called. A hissing red figure bounded to Makuta's side. "Get me number eight and number two...I need to speak with them. The red figure hissed again and ran off into the shadows. A few seconds later, two other figures emerged and stood before Makuta.
"Yes, Master?" one asked.
"Why are we here?' the other said.
"It has been so long since I have been able to see anything but the blackness of your lair. I need to see, I have changed, Master, literally..." the first one told Makuta. Makuta ignored the first one. Makuta turned to the second figure.
"I need you..." he told the second figure. "To go on a mission." The second figure remained quiet, listening to Makuta. Makuta whispered something to it. The first figure remaining silent.
"Indeed," the second said and hurried out of the room. Makuta stared and smiled, watching the figure run into the shadows. He was back. Back in power.