Toa Rheka-

Heya, Chainsaw Demigoddess here with chapter two. I'm sorry it took so long! (over a year!) Although, I'm not sure if anyone's reading anyway…Love it, hate it, eat it, use it as toilet paper (don't you "ew" me, I'm being opinionated!) I DON'T CARE K? But I shall POST it and if you have read this far, be proud. Or should I? I dunno, but things get a bit weird here. I lost chapter two when my compy had a spaz so this is a rewrite. Happy reading.

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The first thing Lhyran was aware of when he regained consciousness was that everything seemed smaller, and when he tried to move his legs they didn't obey. Then he realised his eyes were shut and opened them.

Makaia, Sanriak, Miran, Cei, and Xahany were gone. In their places were five- oh Mata Nui- TOA.

Toa weren't supposed to have a symbol scored into their masks, that's for sure. Especially not the symbol of the Vhalyn Virus. He stood up shakily, and felt his own mask. The same lines were scored into it, forming an uneven diamond with the bottom two lines overextending. The brown Toa he assumed was Makaia had hers stretch further, over her eyes.

(the Vhalyn Virus symbol is shaped like turned clockwise by 90 degrees.)

Then he realised the lines were bleeding. He cursed and stumbled backwards. Someone grabbed his elbow and hauled him to his feet. The Onu-Matoran Miran, probably.

Lhyran dimly registered someone leaning over him, waving a hand in front of his face, before consciousness left him again.

Hello, Lhyran, Toa of Metal.

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"Miran, put him down. He is probably out from shock, like Cei." Makaia nodded towards the green Toa lying in a corner, her Kakama mask slightly askew. "Having such little base element- stone, fire, water, et cetera, as a Matoran is fine, but having the same amount of base elemental power as a Toa and having the gap filled with an entirely new power is…unpleasant."

Miran blinked at her, then obeyed, backing away from the two comatose Toa and from Makaia. The smaller Toa knew that is was partially fear- seeing one of your teammates panic and then another put a hand on her forehead and send her to sleep must have been odd.

Silence reigned for a long time, broken only by the odd snore from Cei and the mingled breathing of the Toa.

Then two sets of footsteps, one pattering quickly, the other slower and accompanied by the steady clack of a wooden staff against the steps.

Chronicler Nimir and Turaga Mhaai descended the staircase quickly, the dusty-blue of the Turaga accompanied by Nimir's bright green. "Asp has been here." The Turaga commented, looking at the Suva. Sanriak blinked- how had she not noticed the six words now emblazoned on the side of the Suva.

"A…S…P…W…A…S…H…E…R…E, full-stop. B…E…V…E…R..Y…A…F…R…A…I…D." Miran read out, speaking for the first time. Xahany frowned. "Asp was here. Be very afraid. How come you had to spell it out, but didn't register the meaning?"

Miran looked down, his green eyes turning dull with shame. "I...have trouble. The letters…are fine…it's just the reading of them together. My teacher used to say I was detail person, not a big-picture person…but that doesn't change the fact I can't read properly."

A groggy voice sounded from the corner, startling everyone. "Well, my teacher for forging used to say I'd never be able to do mask or complex weaponry because I was a big-picture thinker. Typically, there'll be a mixture of big-picture and detail thinkers in this team. So if we follow the principles of Unity, Duty and Destiny, it shouldn't matter…"

"Thank you, Lhyran." The Turaga said crisply, finding a chair and sitting on it. "It was kind of you to wake up just for your old Turaga."

Lhyran's eyes snapped into focus. "Uwaaaargh! Sorry, ma'am, I just sorta passed out…and…um." He scrambled to his feet, then nudged Cei with his foot. The younger Toa rolled over and swatted at his foot. "I prefer my food when it isn't quick-fast and doesn't wind-fly" she mumbled.

"She sleeps like a child." Miran remarked. "Out like a light."

Cei chose that moment to roll over, open her eyes, catch sight of the Chronicler and then pull a face. "Rouse-wake me when it's over…"

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"I assume you want an explanation for this. And I have one. Toa Vhalyn, as you know, created the virus with the intention of finding a way to restore her lover's diminishing powers. She was unaware of the actual effects of this virus until a captive rahkshi fell in the vat and became a Toa. That Toa is Asp, a member of the Chaos-cult. The rest of the story is unrecorded, but Vhalyn was never seen again and the virus was unleashed on the islands." The Turaga leaned back, finished, and waited for the response.

The six Toa exchanged glances. "How stupid. You can't fight what's meant to happen. She brought this on us through her own stupidity." Xahany snarled.

Sanry shook her head. "It's a well known fact that love can drive one to desperate measures. I do not think she was right, but I think her actions were done on impulse and out of desperation. Therefore, we cannot judge her for her actions as if one must judge someone's character, do it when they are calm and thinking straight."

There was a short silence while everyone computed Sanry's words.

Makaia cleared her throat. "All in favour of voting Sanry leader?"

She raised her hand and then looked at the others expectantly. Miran's hand joined hers, then Lhyran's. Cei blinked, shrugged, then raised her hand as well. Nimir paused, unsure if his vote counted, then raised his hand as well.

Xahany looked around, scowled, then thrust her hand up into the air as well. She didn't like Sanriak, not at all, but then again she didn't really like anyone all that much and the white Toa (who, she noted, appeared to have gained several contrasting black parts) seemed the least unstable candidate.

"Are you sure? Don't rush into any rash decisions." Sanry advised, using the concern as a cover for her surprise.

Silence. She sighed. "So you are sure. Right. Please go back to your villages and we will meet back here in three days time to report the goings-on in our villages and any suspicious activity. Matoran, rahi- even if you notice or someone else notices you yourself behaving strangely. Goodbye."

The newly-made Toa dispersed.

Within Makaia's mind, something shifted.

CLIFFHANGER. I feel kinda bad picking on Makaia...she's by far the nicest Toa Rheka (or are they actually named that?)

I'm sorry, I haven't updated in a horrendously long time and I feel terribly guilty but I do have two original fiction novels that take priority and my homework.