One's Destiny

By Fatala

I just got so much insperation that I finished this part earlier than expected. So here's the second part of the third chapter.

I own the Hadrokshi, Kuroga, and Aedalu, so hands off!

Fatala-singing- "Chichichi chichinpui! Chichichi chichinpui! Papa-papaya-papa Chichinpui no pui!"

Vakama- "What's wrong with her now?"

Tsuzuki- "Nothing. She's just singing."

Vakama- ?...? "You call that singing!"

Tsuzuki- anime sweat drop- "No but who am I to go against her authoressness."

Vakama- "Good point."

Fatala- "Sorry about that. I've been watching a little to much of 'Transformers: Victory' and now I'm going chibi crazy. CHIBIS RULE! -clear throat- Sorry again, I'm just starting another fanfic; this time with Transformers: Victory and chibis. Beware of the madness, coming soon!"

Chapter 3: Rescue in Ga-Koro (Part 2)

There against the wall Takanuva hung helplessly, his wrists and ankles shackled the same way as Vakama's. His armor was dirty and dented; with various size gashes which marred his body, afew of the fresher ones were still bleeding. He looked more like a beaten up rag doll than a Toa.

"Takanuva! What happened?", asked Vakama in shock.

"The Hadrokshi, but how do you know my name?", asked Takanuva looking at his cellmate. Vakama was about to answer the question but decided against it. 'He wouldn't believe me if I told him.', he thought to himself just as Onewa and Nuju began to awaken. Takanuva noticed the look on his face and wondered why he was so unwilling to answer.

"Ugh . . . did anyone get the name of that Rahi that ran me over.", groaned Onewa shaking his head.

"Whatever it was felt worse than a visorak spinner.", commented Nuju. "Vakama are you alright?"

"Vakama?", asked Takanuva surprized to hear that name again. Squinting in the dim light he strained to see his three companions. There was something familiar about each of them, but he couldn't think who they reminded him of. He then remembered about the tales which the Turaga had told of Mata Nui. 'Could it really be them!', he thought to himself. Nuju noticed Takanuva and was about to say something when the door of the cell suddenly swung open violently. Three Hadrokshi stormed in; one, who seemed to be the leader, motioned to the other two. They immediately stalked over to Vakama, undid his chains, and began to drag him away. Seeing this Takanuva tried to struggle to help his friend but was restrained by the chains. One of the creatures turned to see him struggling, went over, and hit him with it's weapon. As he slipped into unconsciousness Takanuva could see them dragging Vakama away.

Jaller and Hahli lead the three "former" Turaga through the ruined streets of Ga-Koro towards the central hall. As they walked Hahli shifted her gaze to Jaller noticing the serious yet forlore look in his eyes.

"Jaller?", she asked laying her hand on his shoulder.

"I let them down, Hahli. First Takanuva and now Vakama. I failed both of them.", Jaller quietly whispered to Hahli. "We just stood there and let them get captured."

"How were we suppose to know who they were?", Hahli tried to reason.

"We should have known! . . . I should have known."

"Jaller it wasn't your falt or anyone elses. There was nothing we could of done anyways." Hahli was right and he knew it; although he hated to admit it. Jaller hated to feel helpless, unable to help his friends. How he wished there was something he could do to change it.

Vakama let himself be lead down a narrow passage by the three Hadrokshi guards. Water dripped from the stone ceiling on to the floor making it slightly slippery. Looking down at his still chained wrists he tried to form a plan of escape. 'No.', he thought shaking his head in dismay. 'Even if I could break these chains there's no telling how many of these "Hadrokshi" are here. And without my mask power-' Vakama's thoughts were disrupted as his guards came to a halt. They were now infront of a black metal door. After opening the door they dragged him inside the dark, dank room and left him there. It was nearly pitch black except for a small torch on the right side of the room which casted eerie shadows everywhere. Eventhough he could barely see, Vakama knew he wasn't alone.

"So, this is the Toa Metru of Fire.", a voice echoed in the small room. The voice was cold and smooth like water, yet cruel with a hint of sarcasim. A pair of acid greed eyes glowed a few feet away eyeing him carefully. They stared at him as if they were waiting for a response. But Vakama just glared back at them making sure not to show his uneasiness. The silence dragged on for a few minutes before a slight chuckle filled the air. "I see that you are just as stubborn, if not more, than that golden Toa.", the voice said again as it moved closer to him. As it moved out of the shadows Vakama got his first look at the Hadrokshi leader. He stood atleast three feet taller than him, but his body was shaped like the others. Besides his eyes and height the other difference was his armor. Instead of being dark grey/blue it was a pale grey with light, ashy blue streaks on it's head and lower arms. Instead of walking animalistic like the others he held himself high with arrogant pride. He walked up to Vakama until he was only a foot away, then he lowered his head down to Vakama's height. "But I will break you. Just like I did your friend.", he hissed with pleasure.

Several drone Hadrokshi roamed down a street seaching for any of the other Toa. In a sidestreet Nokama, Matau, Whenua, Jaller, and Hahli watched them uneasily as they passed by.

"These 'things' are everywhere.", said Matau as the Hadrokshi turned a corner.

"How many of these creatures are there?", asked Whenua looking down at Jaller.

"Atleast a couple hundred if not more.", he whispered making sure the coast was clear. "Ok, lets go.", he said running out towards another hiding spot.

"Just afew more streets and we'll be there.", informed Hahli as they ran after him. 'Onewa, Nuju, Vakama. Hang on we're coming.', thought Nokama to herself as she followed Jaller and the others.

When Takanuva regained consciousness he could feel his head throbbing as a small amount of blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, Takanuva? Are you alright?", asked Onewa noticing that he had recovered.

"I've . . . had worse.", he said coughing.

"Where do you think they took Vakama?", Nuju asked Onewa after a moment of silence.

"Most likely to Kuroga.", replied Takanuva.

"Who's Kuroga?"

"He is the leader of the Hadrokshi. The one who gives them their powers."

"Is that why we can't use our mask powers?", asked Onewa. Takanuva grimmly nodded his head.

"That is only the least of what he can do."

Vakama was slammed back into a wall causing the stone bricks to crumble under impact. Kuroga chuckled to himself as he withdrew his tail and strolled over to the downed Toa. Vakama just laid there unable to move. Both his body and mind were wracked with unbareable pain. His form was marred with bloody slashes and gashes as a thin coat of blood covered the ground beneath him.

"The more you resist, the more fun I have. Now . . . give me the Mask of Time!", Kuroga growled. Slowly Vakama could feel his mind beginning to slip away as Kuroga began to take control.

"What do you mean, 'he can use our mask powers'!", Onewa asked almost yelling.

"It's just as I said.", answered Takanuva calmly. "If any of us even try to use our mask powers he will steal them from us and use them to his advantage."

"What about our elemental powers?", asked Nuju.

"No. He has no power over the elements." Onewa and Nuju gave a sigh of relief. "But then he doesn't really need them.", concluded Takanuva grimly.

Vakama felt his left arm beginning to raise against his will. Although he tried to fight it he knew he was no longer in control of his body. Kuroga forced Vakama to pull out the Mask of Time for subspace. As soon as he snatched the mask from Vakama's hand he released his mind control. Vakama slumped to the ground, drained in both body and mind.

"Take him back to the cell. He's of no more use to me.", Kuroga ordered the Hadrokshi who were waiting. They walked over and began dragging Vakama away. As soon as they were gone from the chamber a dark figure emerged from the shadows.

"I have returned, Kuroga. Just as I said I would. Now . . . do you have it?", the figure asked coldly; his blue eyes glaring at the Hadrokshi leader.

"Ofcourse. Have I ever failed you before, Aedalu?", he asked sarcasticly. Aedalu just stood there with his arms crossed over his chest, not looking impressed. "Never mind. Here it is, the Mask of Time; as you requested.", Kuroga said handing it over. Aedalu took it in his left hand and examined it critically.

"Master Makuta will be very pleased.", he replied after a long moment of silence.

"So tell me. Why does Makuta want this mask so bad? Tell me Aedalu, what is so important about it?", asked Kuroga suspiciously. Aedalu turned away into the shadows from which had he came.

"Even I don't know that. But whatever it is, it shall be fun.", he said before departing.

"What are we waiting for?", Matau asked impatiently. Him and the others had arrived in this part of the villiage about fifteen minutes ago. Since then all they had done was watch the Hadrokshi troops from their roof top perch, as they continued guarding the central hall.

"Patience Matau. We must wait 'til there is an opening between the guards.", told Nokama calmly.

"There is no opening, they never drop their guard, or stop patroling. It's their only purpose in life.", replied Hahli.

"What do we do then?" Just as Whenua asked the question Jaller heard the faint sound of claws on stone. He looked to the ledge above them.

"Jump!", he yelled as the rest turned to see five Hadrokshi above them. Taking Jaller's advise they jumped to the ground below. Unfortunitly they failed to realize that they were falling right into a trap, for a group of Hadrokshi were waiting below.

"Great, now how do we get out of this?"

"We'll just have to fight our way out!", said Matau pulling out his twin aero slicers.

Vakama was barely aware about what was happening as he was being dragged back to his cell. All he could feel was pain, the pain which he had sustained both physically and mentally. To make it worse he could feel an infernal heat burning. It was as if the fires of the Great Furnace were growing inside of him. The Earki on his chest began to glow as the torches in the hall suddenly went out. Drawing power from the little bit of fire in the area Vakama could feel the Earki taking that power and magnifying it. 'I . . . can't . . . hold it back . . . much . . . longer . . .' Then suddenly the world around him exploded in a burst of crimson and indigo flames.

Nokama and the others, including the Hadrokshi, stopped their fighting to see half of the central hall explode in an amazing display of fire and rubble. 'What in Mata Nui is going on in there?', thought Jaller in shock.

The blast not only destroyed the cell where Takanuva, Nuju, and Onewa were being held but the private chamber of Kuroga. Kuroga bursted out from under the rubble which had burried him. His green eyes burned with anger as he looked around for the one responsible for the mess. He didn't have to search for long as a familiar figure walking from out of the flames. It was Vakama; many of his wounds had now been sealed by the heat of the flames. His eyes burned with obvious contempt.

"The Mask of Time . . . where is it!" Vakama's eyes glowed a dangerous shade of amber which mirrored that of the Earki glowing on his chest.

"If you want it back so bad then you'll have to defeat me first.", replied Kuroga smuggly. 'So this Toa is more than just a stubborn Matoran. It's been a while since I've had a challenge.', he thought happily to himself.

"Then so be it!", answered Vakama. At that moment he called forth the elemental power of fire to create a glowing, plasma hot fireball in his right hand and hurled it towards Kuroga.

To be continued . . .

(It comes down to this, an all out battle between the Toa Metru and the whole Hadorakshi army. Who will win this epic struggle? And what does Makuta want with the Mask of Light? Find out next time in the final part of Chapter 3: Rescue in Ga-Koro.)

Kuroga-"It's about time you introduced me."

Fatala-"Well I know how you like to make a dramatic entrance."

Aedalu-"You were always a glory hound." -stands in the background with his arms across his chest looking at Kuroga-

Fatala-"Don't worry Aedalu I could never forget about you." -jumps on Aedalu's back and starts hugging him-

Aedalu-"Get off!"-runs around trying to get her off while Kuroga just stands there laughing-

Vakama-starts sneaking away- "Now is my time to get out of here." -a lasso suddenly comes out of nowhere and snags him-

Maya-"Oh no you don't! Mistress Fatala isn't done with you yet."

Vakama-"Help me!"

Tsuzuki-sighs-"Looks like I'm stuck doing the reviews again:

Eagles Heart & Bioniclefangirl: Thanks for the reviews.

Greenswind: Don't worry I have no plans to kill any of Toa. (Yet . . . Muh Ha Ha Ha!)

Dalek Gun07: Don't get too comfortable. Just because I kept Hahli and Jaller around doesn't mean they won't be out of harms way. And Kuroga loved the complement about the Hadrokshi being creepy. He tries his best.

Shadow Dragon04: You can have Takanuva all to yourself. I've got my hands full especially that Kuroga and Aedalu have now been introduced.

Well that's all for now. Just one more part to do now. Once that's done, on to chapter 4."

Fatala-"See yah later. Until next time; bye, bye now."