Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to get this up. I was suffering from writer's block, but I got that straightened out.
DISCLAIMER II: I forgot to mention that credit for the creation of Toa Kazoku goes to Saya Moonshadow, not me. Also, the Slizers and RoboRiders (the Roboriders being referred to as Lobolids here) are LEGO's ideas, not mine.
Chapter II: Toa, Part I
TIME: 1436 Hours
LOCATION: Near The Base Of Mount Paalnhuii
When the trio reached the fork in the path, they stopped to admire yet another statue carved by Hafu's apprentice, Raaku.
"...another Raaku original," joked Auka, paraphrasing Hafu's catchphrase. Everyone laughed.
They took the left path, towards Hda-Vatasu. No one spoke for a while, as they were too busy admiring the scenery. Then, Lenalhii broke the silence.
"Something doesn't feel right," she said.
"And I know why," said Auka. "Your mask is crooked."
Atthhu quickly corrected the problem. "That better?"
"One out of two isn't bad," said Lenalhii.
What does she mean by that? thought Atthhu.
His thought was quickly answered. When they reached the border between Ahl-Vatasu and Hda-Vatasu, they saw, in the distance, two unknown figures locked in combat. They squinted, and could just barely make out that the two figures were Toa.
But they weren't Mhau, Adhka, Ahlli, Hdatou, Jhouaa, and/or Meioua (the Toa Jemkota, or Freedom Heroes). The three Maoaturans decided to get closer.
When they got close enough, they could make out that one of the figures was dark purple, with lighter purple for its limbs. It was wearing the Kanohi Ahlma, Mask of Lava. It jumped about with incredible agility, and didn't seem to tire.
The other "Toa" was an awful shade of yellow. It was moving around too much for anyone to get a good look at its mask.
The two Toa seemed to be locked in combat forever. That's when the yellow one became distracted, as it had noticed the three Matoran standing just a few Bios away. The purple one used this to its advantage, and lashed out a firey whip at the creature. The yellow thing turned to defend itself, but it was too late. The whip connected with the thing's head, and it fell to the ground, unconcious. Everyone could finally see that its mask looked like a combination of three Kraata and a Krana.
The Matoran turned to look at the Toa, who in turn looked at them. It walked over to them, and bent down.
"You should return to your villages," it - or rather, she - said.
"What was that thing?" asked Auka.
"Please, you must go!" the Toa said again. "These things won't stop until all of Maoatu Nui lies in ruin!"
"But that's exactly why we must stand with the Toa," Atthhu interjected.
"The Toa Jemkota are no more," the Toa said.
"What!?" Auka exclaimed. "How...How..."
He began to tear up. Lenalhii continued where he left off.
"How...did the Toa...become deceased?" she asked.
"Does THAT," said the Toa, indicating the still-unconious creature, "answer your question?"
It was Lenalhii's turn to tear up. Atthhu was the only one left capable of intelligent conversation with the vibrant violet valiant.
"...who are you?" he said.
"I am Toa Kazoku of Metru Nui," the Toa said. "Daughter of the great Toa Tahu Nuva and Toa Gali Nuva, I am the Toa of Fire."
"Tahu Nuva and Gali Nuva?" said Atthhu. "The Great Spirits?"
"There is no time," Toa Kazoku said. "You must go, now!"
"NO!" an unknown voice said.
The Matoran and the Toa turned to find the island's Turaga, Enjahu, standing just behind the still-sobbing Auka and Lenalhii.
"T-T-Turag-g-ga," Lenalhii stammered. "Is...is it true? Are th-the Toa r-r-really...d-dead?"
"I'm afraid so," said Enjahu. "Which is why you are needed!"
"H-huh?" Auka said, surprised.
"All four of you are to accompany me to Vaposu-Maoatu," said Enjahu, using the Maoaturan term for "Temple of Prosperity."
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Soon, Atthhu, Lenalhii, Auka, Enjahu, and Kazoku were gathered at the temple, along with Adh-Vatasuran, Adha (that's "Son of Ice"), Hda-Vatasuran, Anietu ("Chiseler"), Jho-Vatasuran, Onatua ("Tunneler"), and the aforementioned Mei-Vatasuran, Ichawa ("Zephyr").
Enjahu walked (slooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowly) to the center of the temple, and began speaking.
"Chosen Ones," he began. "You have been called here as a result of the return of the dreaded monsters, the Krologycle."
" 'Krologycle?' " said Adha, his voice sounding much like that of Toa Adhka's, whose voice sounded much like that of Toa Kopaka's. "What is 'Krologycle?' "
"Shh!" said Atthhu. "Do not interrupt the Turaga!"
"No, it's fine," said Enjahu. "I will tell the tale."
He paused for a moment, trying to recall how the tale began. Then, after a few seconds, he began speaking.
"In the time before time, an alien race known as the Lobolids descended to our planet. Their leader, another type of alien called a Slizer, was the one responsible for inspiring Mata Nui's creation of present-day Matoran, and the Kanohi Masks.
"Unfortunately, after the gift of the three virtues, the Slizer's basic structure also inspired the Makuta to create the awful Rahkshi, the horrible Piraka, and worst of all, the dreaded Krologycle.
"The Krologycle are similar to Toa in every way, except one: their goal. While the goal of a Toa is to preserve peace and prosperity, the goal of a Krologycle is to eradicate such things. In their forbidden language, their name roughly translates to 'The Order of Death' as opposed to Bionicle, which in a dead tongue means 'life.' "
He paused to catch his breath, then continued. "The Krologycle have long been thought to be dead, destroyed by the ancient Toa, Jovan and Dume. But, as you may have noticed, they're back, and, as you may have noticed, they're quite ticked off."
"Yes, actually, I did notice," said Kazoku.
"That's all well and fine," said Enjahu, "but that's not the point. The point is, with the Toa Jemkota gone, the eight of you are our last hope!"
As if to emphasize this, storm clouds began rolling in from all directions.
"Matoran," said Enjahu, "and Toa, I now declare you the official Toa Maoatu!"
The storm hit so quickly it made light look slow. Lighting flashed, thunder crashed, rain splashed. Finally, six bolts of lightning reached out and zapped the pillars of the temple. It began to glow, and Enjahu stepped away from the center as quickly as he could. The floor at the center of the temple opened, and a tall spire rose from it, reaching for the clouds. Finally, six bolts of electricity burst forth from the spire's tip, and reached out for Atthhu, Adha, Lenalhii, Anietu, Onatua, and Ichawa. They tried to escape, but the bolts caught them, knocking them on their stomachs. They lay there, sprawled on the ground like a bunch of Persian rugs. They felt their limbs growing, their torsos enlarging, their masks mutating. And then, the world went dark.
Author's Note: I'd like to say that I think this is dumber than the last one. But your opinion is what counts. Please, no flames, but do tell me whether or not that attempt stank. And don't worry, something will turn up to get Auka thrown in the war, too.