Disclaimer: Nope. Sorry. Do not own Bionicle. Only the little toys Lego sells –hugs Matau Hordika toy-

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Lewa Nuva stood in front of the big iron door. "Are you quite sure that no one will think- know that we will be fardown there?" he asked.

Kiia smiled. "Of course. It will be, our little secret." She took out a key, inserted it into the lock, and the door swung open. "after you," she gestuered.

O……O

Kopaka watched as the Advisor and his younger brother descended into the shadowy depths of the forbidden room. I must find out what's down there.

O……O

Lewa: Erm… I don't like where this is going.

GW: Be quiet.

Lewa: Would if I don't want to. Would if I want to reveal the entire plotline to the world!

GW: Ok. You can either 1) shut- up, or, 2) keep talkin and share a smooch with me after the story.

Lewa: … Ok, option 1.

O……O

When they reached the bottom of the stairway, Lewa became confused. There was nothing down here! Only 3 black walls. NOTHING!

"Looks can be deceiving, Lewa Nuva," a cool voice hissed from behind him. Lewa turned to see… Kiia. But she was smiling. And the door was closed.

Lewa stared in horror as Kiia's body changed. Her mask went from smooth and contour, to rough and spiked. The bronzes, reds, and greens phased into magenta, black, and gray. Her armor became that of a Toa Nuva's. And in each clawed hand was a deadly- looking mace with sparks of dark energy dancing around the head.

GW: Hmm, might make a picture of her.

"Toa are so gullible these days, don't you think?" asked Kiia in a cool, metallic voice. "Anyway, I have a job for you Air- head."

"A- and what would t- that b-be?" Lewa stuttered.

"It's simple. Bring your brothers of fire and stone!"

"And if I refuse?" Lewa asked.

Kiia smiled. "You won't have a choice. See this?" She gestured the strange object that had been forced outof her back. "This is a Rhotuka Spinner. In it contains a powerful energy. Mine happens to be loyalty. Try as you might, the other Toa are still doomed."

GW: Well, it's New Years Eve, and this is the 3rd chapter this night! Partly because I have written most of it in a journal that is now lying open in front of me.

Lewa: You are a mean writer.

GW: Lewa, you know my job as an author means that I cause as much pain as possible on you.

Lewa: -glares-

GW: You know, you're cute when you're mad –bats eyelashes-

Kopaka: Okaaay, well since GW is preoccupied with other trivial matters –Looks at Lewa running away from a sugar- crazed/ love- struck author- I'm here to thank FightingFox for the wonderful reviews. Thank you.