Disclaimer: I only own Kiia. Mine. Hiss. Also, the word "frell" is not mine either.

Jaller and Hahli wandered around the ruins of Le-Metru. They had volunteered to man a two person life-boat to try and find Metru Nui. They had been successful. Hahli pressed close to Jaller. Everything was so, so quiet. Too quiet in Jaller's opinion. He held the lightstone bravely out in an attempt to scare away any wandering rahi. Suddenly, something crashed in front of the already spooked Matoran. After the dust settled, their UFO turned out to be a Toa Nuva of Air named Lewa.

Lewa groaned as he rolled over onto his back. His left leg was bent at an odd angle. It was most likely broken. He heard someone whisper his name. Looking up the Toa Nuva of Air saw the two Matoran. "Chronicler! Fire-spitter! What are you two doing here-now?" he gasped.

"Well… we volunteered to scout b-because," mumbled Hahli.

Lewa sighed. "No time for need-explaining. Hurry-quick! Go hide. Hopefully, she doesn't though-know that you two are here-now." He stood and bit his lip as his leg seared with pain.

"Are you okay Toa Lewa?" asked Jaller.

Lewa tried to grin. "Yeah, sure-fine," he croaked. He stood up tall. Well, at least, that's what he tried to do.

"No, you're not 'sure-fine'," said Jaller. "What is going on here?"

Lewa took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. "You don't want to know. Not at all."

Kiia scanned the surrounding area with her unique powers. Those rambunctious three had escaped her glass prison, and her prey had escaped. That was not acceptable. Not at all.

Like any good predator, Kiia picked out the most vulnerable of her prey. Let's see she thought. One's already on his feet. One's unconscious. Hmmm… the nonawarness takes out all the fun in torture. Hmmmm…ah. Ahah! Worry, fear, pain, concern. What do you have for me, little wind spirit?

Twin metallic wings suddenly erupted from Kiia's back. She grinned as she soared over to Le-Metru.

"Shhhhhh," whispered Matau. He led the Toa Nuva of Water, Gali Nuva, and the Toa Nuva of Earth, Onua Nuva, down a musty corridor in a section of the Coliseum that hadn't exploded. The three heroes had already encountered troops of strange spider creatures. Matau, who still had yet to tell Gali and Onua who he was, said that they were visorak. When Onua questioned him on that bit of knowledge, Matau simply shrugged and kept on walking. He was beginning to feel a tad bit guilty about not telling them. After all, hadn't Matau just learned that Knowledge was the key to life… and trust? No time for thought-thinking he said to himself. Time for hero-action.

"GALI!" Onua called from somewhere up ahead.

"What is it?" the Water Toa yelled back.

"It's Pohatu!"

"You should be sanctioned-safe here," Lewa said. He finished the "nest" of bark, leaves, debris, and rubble.

Jaller stared at the shelter in disbelief. "Let me get this straight. We're hiding from a lunatic that's a female?" He got a kick in the shin for that last comment.

Lewa sighed. "You have no idea-thought on what that shadow-iris can act-do." He cocked his to one side. "She- she's coming. Quick-fast too. Hide!"

"But,"

"NOW!"

Jaller couldn't do anything as Hahli pulled him into the shelter. He slowed his breathing down and strained to hear the heated conversation outside.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? It seems the bird is grounded," said a malevolent, silky voice.

"Better than then being will-controlled than a mind-freak!" That comment came from Lewa.

"Tft. Cut the cute talk Lewa. I know for a fact that you're hiding something from me. Your eyes say everything, even your deepest darkest secrets. Tell me, or I'll inflict more pain on you than your feeble mind can comprehend."

"Do it then."

Jaller gasped. What was Lewa thinking?

"Do it. I'd rather dark-die than home-live under your tyranny."

A moment of silence followed. It was broken by a pain filled screech. Lewa's screech.

"There. Disabled in both legs. Tell me what you're hiding!"

Jaller closed his mind at that point in time.

Lewa screamed in pain as the boulder that Kiia had held aloft came crashing down on his one good leg. He only hoped that Kiia did not have the ability to read minds. If she did, then his pain was all worth nothing.

"I'll ask you again. What… are… you… hiding?" The malevolent Toa asked. "Face the facts, Lewa Nuva. There is nowhere for you to run. Nowhere to hide. I will find out your secret, even if I have to pry it from your cold dead mind. I…" Kiia's voice suddenly trailed off. Her eyes gained a warm glow, and a lost look appeared on her face. But the transformation lasted only a fraction of a second. She shook her head, as if to clear it.

Lewa looked at her in a different perspective. Now, come to think of it, Kiia's eyes were those of a dead being. One whose will had been sapped away. Could it possibly be that Kiia was a prisoner of something more malicious than herself? Lewa didn't have any more time to think about that though. He needed to lure Kiia away from the Matoran. Slowly, the Toa of Air edged towards the edge off the plateau. It was the only way…

Kiia mentally slapped herself. She had almost let herself slip-up. Also, that mangy "Toa" could have escaped! But, for some odd reason, he was slowly moving towards the end of the tree line. Kiia frowned. There was nothing beyond that line except empty space, the edge of the plateau. She didn't understand. Then, a spark of realization hit her. Frell she thought. She swore aloud as the Toa of Air glared at her, and took the last agonizing, pain filled, fatal step off the edge. All Kiia's answers went with him.

GW: Yay! A plot! I'm changing the genre and it's probably going to get some PG-13 stuff so… yeah. For all you Lewa fans… I promise I won't kill him… yet. -Evil grin- A big thanks to all my reviewers out there! Spoiler was just a tester. A good day, or night, to you all and may the Force be with you. I have got to stop drinking Coke before bed.