Bionicle: The Zarrak project

Chapter two

Awakening.

1 THOUSAND YEARS LATER THAN CHAPTER 1

Zarrak...Iam Zarrak...You are Zarrak... The time has come, Zarrak. Silence that had been held in the old abandoned lab was broken for the first time in over a thousand years by the sound of shattering stasis tube. The once human form of the Zarrak hit the cool stone floor, and moaned as all of his sences assaulted him at once. Soon Zarraks feeling of vurnerableness was over, and he was sitting up on his legs. Zarrak looked down at himself. His form was not at all crude,

but sleek and black. His Biomechanical parts were all in order, and in top condidtion. Zarrak gave his head a little shake, and was startled to feel something shift on his face. Apon reaching up and feeling it, Zarrak was reassured. 'ONly a mask.' he thought, feeling the eye holes. Something Stirred inside of him, something that suggested that this was

queer. Than somethign else took over, and Zarrak was left with a feeling of contentment Zarrak slowly rose, still feeling a little bit shaky. He took a carefull look at the lab, and decided that he diddn't like it. There was something about it that made Zarrak want to throw back his head and scream for a past now lost. But he diddn't. Zarrak turned again, and looked straight at the Ring of Infinate Earths. Several things happened at once. First, and immense feeling of Nausea swept over Zarrak as a whirl of sound and color washed over him. Memories, though Zarrak was sure they were not his own. Memories of fear, of pain, but, above all, fear. Second, the Ring sparked violently, sending Zarrak scurrying back. Once the Ring settled down, and the uneasyness in Zarrak's stomach was gone, Zarrak uttered a malediction, cursing the ring.it was making his insides writh. On top of all of this, there seemed to be avoice coming from the Ring..voices...murrmurings...

'I have to get out of here!' Zarrak thought, ' but I-I-'

"WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER ANYTHING?"

As Zarrak howeled these last words, he felt a wave of

devistating power leave him, and crush nearly everything in

the lab except for the Ring.

Zarraks temper left him on his knees, gasping for breath.

This new skill both frightened him, and facinated him. Zarrak

knew

That he was something more, wheater created or born, he knew

not.

" I am Zarrak."

With a this thought in his cold heart, Zarrak turned on his

heel, and left the lab to brave the world outside.

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