Lego owns Bionicle, along with the names Ketongu and Jala, and Hasbro owns transformers. Everything else in this story is mine.

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Chapter 26: Prison Cell

Green immediately opened his eyes as wide as he could, almost hoping to see his father there so he could a scream a few more insults at him. Instead, he had woken up to a swelling pain or the back of his head, instantly putting his hand on it and rubbing it. UGH!, Green thought. MAN did this hurt. Green had then started to worry. Oh no., he thought. I SWEAR if my dad somehow got me drunk and I'm somewhere I don't want to be-. Wait. Where was HERE?

Green shook his head then, instantly getting a better view of what looked like a moving wall of solid protodermis. No, not a wall., he quickly realized. But a floor. He tried looking somewhere else then, but found himself unable to once he realized that he was currently being carried like a sack of Lima beans. Again, he didn't know where he was, and MAN did it stink like a rotten onion, but he quickly figured out who was carrying him.

Edward looked to both of Greens feet then, both resting on his right shoulder as he walked up to a rather large cage, putting in some sort of code on a keypad. And he did it quickly. Though he might have sort of enjoyed having an equally word-willed opponent, there were still times when he had gotten rather annoying. So regardless of whether of not putting Green in a large cage would be seen as sane in the eyes of the other Turaga, he still felt like he was going to enjoy doing what he was going to do next.

Green had received full consciousness once he had felt himself be thrown like a trash bag onto the floor, being sure to quickly position himself where he would land on anything other than his head. Green quickly came to regret trying this when he instead landed on his lower half in the second place no male wanted to have injured. Letting out a grunt of pain and rolling on his back, he began to wonder if Edward had just destroyed at least a hundred of his chances to have any children.

"Rust in peace maggots"!, Green heard Edward shout before then hearing a metal door slam hard, then locking into place.

Green instantly became filled with fear and close to jumped up from the floor, then looking behind himself to see a closed, cage-like door of hardened protodermis. Greens eyes widened then. Had his father really put him in solitary confinement?! True, it was a load better than anything else Jala could've done to him, but it still felt bad somehow. Though he'd be safe from the harm of fellow prisoners in this place, he would still more than likely be publicly known as a criminal for the rest of his long years.

Plus, from what he had heard of basic psychology, forever alone in a cell with no one to talk to would eventually drive one crazy. And crazy was NOT a place in mind where Green wanted to be. Then again, maybe this was exactly what he deserved for all the bad things he had done. Lying to Angela, misleading the Toabots, getting a Toa shot. If now wasn't a time where he could suddenly think to himself: Yep, this is what I deserve., he didn't know what was. Not yet anyways.

"Funny seeing YOU here"., Green suddenly heard a familiar voice say behind him.

In a light-beat, Green quickly turned to the source of the voice, feeling so relieved upon then seeing Ketongu sitting up against the wall just across from him. So they HADN'T tried to kill him. Thank goodness! Not only now would he now have a chance of not going crazy, now he would also get the chance to at least spend whatever time he pleased with one of the guys he had just tried to defend. But then there was still the issue that he kept failing these guys at times when he never wanted to, which was ALL the time now that he really thought of it.

"I could say the same thing about you"., Green responded with a kind smile. "Seriously though, weren't these guys supposed to be interrogating you or something"?

"Yeah, Pow and Maze kept trying to get stuff from me, but when I kept answering honestly, they eventually got tired of me and put me in here"., Ketongu responded.

Good., Green thought. At least THIS wasn't his fault. Not entirely at least.

"But enough about your boring old guardian"., Ketongu told him. "From what I had heard, you were supposed to be having a dad, son talk". "How did THAT go"?

Green was silent for a bit as if trying to remember all that happened. Lets see., he thought. First, we said hi, then he tried to give me a lecture on strangers, then we argued over the Toabots, then I refused his selfish offer to make me into a turaga, then I called him a hypocrite, refused him again and then everything went black. Hm, I guess that that was quite the welcoming dad son reunion. But still being a little unwilling to talk about EVERYTHING that was said, he just decided to answer Ketongu's question without revealing too much. Some of the words exchanged were a little more painful towards him than he had wanted to admit.

"Not too good, at all"., Green answered. "My dad's crazier than I originally thought". "He wants to eradicate both Toabots and Makutacons from the earth". "No re-exile or anything". "He wants you all dead". "We've gotta find a way to break out of here, and warn the others before they walk into a trap". "Any suggestions"?

Ketongu just looked at him with a look of half-hopelessness half knowing in his eye as he replied: "No, I don't". "And now that I REALLY think of it, we can't".

Green instantly showed a face with a mixture of emotions. Fear, surprise, worry and a little anger was what Ketongu was able to find in it. And this worried him quite a bit. This wasn't Green, or at least not the Green that he knew. And by that he meant that this wasn't the way the NORMAL Green would respond to something like this. Normally, whenever Ketongu had tried to drag (LITTERALY drag) Green to the Principle in his High School years, Green would normally start with some form of protests, being both strong willed and very stubborn.

But the Green he saw now, it was like he had close to no faith in himself anymore. Or ANY form of happiness for that matter. Did Green really have anything to be regretful over. Because as far as Ketongu was concerned, that WASN'T his fault. And neither was all of that other stuff he had recently been blaming himself for. Indeed this war was changing him. And the worse part was, it wasn't even STARTING yet. Man., Ketongu thought. If he didn't know any better, he probably would've wished that Green and that Sphere had never crossed paths in the first place.

"What do you mean no way out Key"?, Green asked him. "You have those flip cannons of yours, why can't we just shoot our way out of here"?

Ketongu raised both of his arms then, surprising Green with nothing more than just two bare, yellow armored arms.

"They took my cannons before they started asking me questions"., Ketongu responded. Then lowering his arms and motioning his head outside: "And even if I did, there's turrets outside programmed to shoot us if we step outside". "And YES those bullets are strong enough to pierce our armor".

Green looked outside of the bars then, seeing several armed metal turrets pointing at both Green and Ketongu and not moving. Green decided to test whether or not whoever operated these things was really doing his or her job right by taking a step to his left side and keeping his eyes on the turrets. DANG., Green thought. For at least five of the turrets had followed him from the very second he had started moving at all.

But then he gave these turrets a frown, thinking that SURELY this was some form of overkill for anyone who would even TRY to get past these things. Really, it took FIVE of these things to shoot a criminal? Either whoever programmed these things wanted them to be as accurate of aim as Shockwave or these people were just plain stupid. If the bullets in these things were strong enough to pierce the armor of a Bioformer, then why would five be needed for ANY single prisoner. Seriously, ten of these things in front of their cells was kind of a waste.

"What about hacking"?, Green suggested.

Ketongu shook his head no.

"Already tried"., Ketongu told him. "I got a bullet in the shoulder in the process".

Green just turned to Ketongu with a look of both humor and disbelief.

"THAT'S how you knew these things could hurt you"?, Green asked.

"Pretty much, yeah"., Ketongu admitted.

As much as he wanted to, Green decided not to laugh and instead focus back on how the heck they were going to get out of here. Yeah it was quickly sounding impossible with each suggestion he tried to give, but surely there had to be SOMETHING. There HAD to be! Now that he really thought about all that had happened, he knew that he couldn't just STAY in here! He HAD to get back to the others, he HAD to try and help them! And he HAD to get back to Angela! Good gracious, if he had to suffer in here alone, he should at LEAST have one last talk with HER!

"Ketongu, there HAS to be a way"., Green told him, his tone becoming filled with worry.

Ketongu just looked painfully down at the solid gray floor, shutting his eye closed as he told him: "There isn't". "I'm sorry Green but there isn't". "Regardless of whether either of us likes it or not, we're stuck in here and unless Jala changes his mind, we're not getting out of here".

A long silence passed then as Green then looked away from Ketongu and gave the angriest glare he could think of at the turrets outside which seemed to do nothing in return but stare back, like an unresponsive audience. Green lowered his glare then, wondering what these turrets would say if they could even speak. Perhaps they would laugh, maybe they would tell him they were sorry for having to do this. If they had even had FEELINGS surely at least one or two of them would actually feel pity and try to urge the others to set them free, only to be silenced in return. But then that would mean that these turrets would be going through the same thing HE was. Only he was the two and everyone else was the other eight.

Then looking down at the floor with an emotion that could only be explained as a depressionate surrender, he slowly turned back to Ketongu who was looking up at him in an even bigger sense of worry, and walked to him, taking a seat on the floor at Ketongu's left side. Now more than ever, Ketongu wanted to try to be the one to tell Green that everything was going to be ok, that they were going to get out of here, that the Bioformers were finally going to make peace with their parenting races and that the Toabots were going to finally win this war. But deep down Ketongu knew that he wasn't the one to tell him that.

Ketongu didn't know HOW things were going to go between the Toabots , of whom he knew were undoubtedly coming for them, and the Turaga. Nor did he know if they would be able to find the Sphere and get it to safety, or if they would win against the greater number of Makutacons with an even less number of Toabots and a team of Toa and a single Autobot who could only HOPE to help them fight. From the looks of things there was only one of whom Ketongu could turn to now.

Ketongu lowered his head in prayer then, silently praying: Lord, I know we have all done wrong things in this life you have graciously given and courageously returned to us. That is why I instead of asking for a change in course I will only ask that whatever our fate should be, let it only happen by your great, loving and merciful will.

Then lifting his head with a smile, feeling as if he had nothing to worry about now, he looked to his left as he then heard Green say: "You shouldn't even be in here with me". "It's MY fault that you guys are going through what you are now". "You didn't do ANYTHING, it was all ME".

Ketongu kept his smile, putting an armored left hand gently on Greens right shoulder as he then told him: "No it isn't Green". "NONE of this is your fault, nor is it ours". "It's the fault of our ancestors". "Not you". "And I'm glad that I got to be your guardian". "I hardly believe that anybody else would be fun teasing".

Green let a smile briefly reveal itself on his face, before then returning to that face of regret as he responded: "Now THAT I can believe, but that other thing, about this not being my fault, I don't know Ketongu". Then looking back to the floor, saying: "I'm actually starting to wonder if that's true".

Ketongu was about to say something else before he and Green both lifted their heads to the sound of a blaring alarm.

"WARNING"!, an automotive voice said on the intercom. "AN INTRUDER IS APROACHING THE BASE"!

Both Green and Ketongu tilted their heads in curiosity as they heard this. At this point in time, there were at least a FEW names these two could come up with as to who this said intruder was. But seeing as this was clearly happening outside, that still begged the question as to WHO this mysterious intruder was...

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Green: (glares at me) It wasn't funny dude!

Me: LOL. It was KIND OF funny. Alright, I'm sorry.

Edward: Hey Green, have those things grown back yet? That thing back there was fun and I'd like to try breaking them AGAIN.

Green: You even come NEAR me-

Me: (hits mute button) Well, THAT escalated quickly. Anyhow, you still enjoying the story? Please be sure to leave a review to tell me what you think or PM me for any questions and/or concerns. Also, be sure to-(looks at Green and Edwards position) what the crap? (turns off mute button)

All cast members: (arguing about numerous topics)

fart noise

All: (look to direction of farting sound)

Jaller: HELLOOOOOOO!

Billy: (sighs)

Edward: Oh no.

Me: Uhhh, anyways thanks for reading and please have a Lord-blessed day!

-end of transmission-

P.S. If you've watched any youtube channel that parodied Jaller, you know why they're worried. LOL!