Disclaimer: Bionicle is not mine. Only Kiia.

Onua: Um… Gali? Have you seen GW?

Gali: Yeah. She's unconscious upstairs, locked in her room.

Pohatu: She's unconscious? WOO HOO!

Tahu: Why is she unconscious?

Gali: Her favorite book series comes out with a new book next month. GW couldn't take the strain.

Lewa: -with red marker- Let's go have some fun!

Gali: HEY! I may not like our author that much, but she is a GIRL. You just can't walk into a girl's room when she's asleep.

Lewa: Awwwww…

Kopaka: GW would like to thank her loyal reviewers:

To Bioniclefangirl: -laughs- thanks.

To FightingFox: I can't leave the Toa alone. It's just so much fun torturing them!

To shadow dragon04: yesssssss. Orlando Bloom. –gasp-

Kopaka: Hey! Can we do the story now?

"Who- who are you?" asked Gali.

Matau, still stunned, said quietly, "A friend."

Onua just looked at him and pondered. Since when do Toa just fall out of the sky? he wondered. Where did he come from, and why? Who is he? The strange Toa, our beloved Matau, struggled to get to his feet. Onua stepped over to help him, but Matau waved him off. Matau leaned against the side of a building for support.

Gali frowned and asked, "Where did you come from?"

Matau shook his head, sighed, and said, "Too many thought-questions Gali. I onlyjust hard-fell out of a window."

Gali gasped. "How do you know my name?"

Matau put his hands to his face and rubbed his temples. He did not answer. "Answer the question," demanded Onua. Matau still didn't reply. Onua decided he was just being defiant.

Matau looked straight into Onua's eyes. "I've known both of you for a very long time Onua Nuva."

Onua twitched. The strange Toa had said Nuva. How had he known that? However, there was not time to answer that, because at that moment, one of the walls on the Coliseum exploded.

Tahu flew out of the building. Since he had been locked up in that awful prison of glass, he had started super-heating his body. It was a slow process, because he didn't want to hurt Lewa or Pohatu. Eventually, he had gotten impatient, and whizzed his external body temperature up to a near dangerous level. The glass melted. Unfortunately, Kiia had added a nice little pool of flammable, energized protodermis outside of the pillar. Fire met protodermis, and protodermis went BOOM! Sending the three Toa Nuva flying out of the room, threw five walls, and a heavy metal door. Kiia was going to pay for that.
GW: I know, I know, the chapter stunk. I'm currently facing writer's block, so, ick. Got the sequel planned though! Want a preview?

Lewa: -reading Island of Doom- HEY! Why are basing our sequel on… -is suddenly cut off by the sight of GW holding dollar in face-

Lewa: I'll be quiet.

GW: Good boy!