A/N: Hi I'm back. Sorry it took so long, it took a while to get this ready to be posted.
And I realized that the last chapter did not have a disclaimer. Whoops. I don't own Bionicle. If I did there would be more to the story. I only own my OCs. There happy now, Scary Lawyer People? Good.
Ok, that's done and now On With The Show!
*An Hour Earlier*
Elizabeth Toren looked up from her seat high in a tree, in the backyard of the orphanage where she lived and worked. The backyard was clear of young children for once and was peaceful and silent. She sighed and set down her sketch pad on the flattened shelf-like branch of the old oak tree.
My job is never done,she thought. Carefully she stood, grabbed the top-most rung of the ladder embedded in the tree, swung herself out and climbed down. She jumped off, falling 5 feet to the ground. Almost no one at the orphanage knew about her hiding place in the oak tree, and few people would have been able to climb up to it. She strode over to the main lawn of the back yard and started grabbing the toys and clothing, dishes and other assorted objects that were strewn across the yard. Once the stuff was gathered, she began the slow process of hauling it all back inside. Carefully she stacked the toys back in their proper places, put books back on the shelves, took all the dirty clothes and blankets to the laundry room and placed the cups and empty bowls in the sink.
As she was heading back out, Mrs. Keats, the woman who ran the orphanage, called to her.
"Lizzy? I have to go to the drugstore. Anna's cough is worse. Do you need anything?"
"Just my sanity and a family." Elizabeth muttered under her breath, then she said, louder so that the woman could hear her, "No I think I'm good, for right now."
"Alright then, I'll be back soon."
"Ok."
Lizzy sighed, grabbed the room monitor for the younger children's room and headed back outside. Once she was back at in her tree, she looked back at the Orphanage, where she had been staying for the last eight and a half years. St. Dominic's Orphanage was a small place, started by the local Diocese, the newest in the city. Lizzy had been one of the first to live there, after gone through foster care since the age of two. The orphanage looked like a normal house, tucked away between two industrial buildings. Lizzy sighed, thinking of the enormous amount of upkeep that Mrs. Keats, Myrna, the little Spanish girl who worked there too, and herself had to do in order to keep the place running. At the moment, there were twelve other children other children who lived at St. Dominic's, full time. Lizzy lived there also, she was the oldest at 16-and-a-half years, and she was paid, by the Diocese to work there. In all the years that she had been as Saint Dom's, she had only seen one family that had shown interest in adopting her. Lizzy had been hopeful that this was the Family. She had seen many kids come and go, and was worried that she would never be adopted. Sadly the family lost interest, when they had seen Lizzy telling stories to the younger kids. Apparently, this particular family disapproved of any type of fictional stories, like fairy-tales and even comics. Lizzy had laughed at that, with Mrs. Keats.
So Lizzy had stayed at St. Dominic's, working, cleaning and helping other kids to find homes. She was happy, mostly, and did her job well. She did wish, from time to time, that she could get away.
Then, it happened.
A strange swirling vortex opened up in the backyard, about ten feet from Lizzy's tree. Out of the vortex fell a stone tablet. Lizzy climbed down and inched over to the vortex, wary of the green swirling thing. She grabbed the stone and retreated. When she looked at it, it was covered in strange symbols. Lizzy gasped and scrambled back up the tree, grabbed and paper and started to shuffle through a stack of papers. She had recognized the symbols; they were Matoran. Lizzy was a Bionicle nut, she loved the whole thing especially the story. She could recite the stories, (Books, Movies, Comics, you name it) from memory.
Finally she found what she was looking for; a sheet of paper covered in the Matoran Alphabet. She had figured most of it out from different places. She carefully compared the tablet to the paper and wrote it down. Below the vortex swirled on, heedless of its surroundings.
Lizzy finished translating the stone and read her work.
It read: Destin_ is in need of heroes. _ou are well _ersed in the Bionicle tale and your unwa_ering sense of Lo_alt_ have led to _ou being chosen to be a hero. Pack _our bags, Eli_abeth Toren, _ou ha_e a long trip ahead.
Lizzy narrowed her eyes. Her Alphabet was incomplete; missing "m" "v" "y" and "z" but the message was discernible. She grabbed her sketchpad, all of her incomplete manuscripts (She did a lot of creative writing), shoved it all in her backpack and climbed down the tree again. She ran inside the house and ran to her room. She pulled a decent sized grey duffel bag from underneath her bed and threw a bunch of clothes and toiletries inside, then ran downstairs again. She wrote a note for Mrs. Keats, telling her not to worry about her, that she wanted to see the world and get away from the orphanage; she would come back if she could and she left all her money in her account, begging Mrs. Keats to use it to hire some new help (She wouldn't need it where she was going). Lizzy also left a list of the things that Mrs. Keats should know about each of the kids and what else needed to be done around the house. Then she said farewell and good luck.
Lizzy taped her letter to the fridge, grabbed her snow boots and hiking boots, shoved them in her bag, and left the house. She stood in front of the vortex and took a deep breathe. She wasn't sure what she would find on the other side, but she didn't really care. This was her chance to leave.
The teenager walked forward and stepped into the vortex. Behind her, Mrs. Keats watched from the doorway, a smile on her face, Lizzy's letter in her hand.
"Good bye, Lizzy." She whispered, "I hope you find a family."
*Inside the vortex*
Lizzy floated along, staring around her, as the streaks of green and white traveled past. She thought she heard voices, like listening to one of the Bionicle movies. Then she saw something, and angled herself so that she would float over, closer to it.
It was like a window, or a TV screen. In it she saw a small girl, climbing out of a car. It was dark, but Lizzy could just barely make out the shapes of boxes and stuff piled up. "A garage," She muttered, "Why does it look familiar?" Lizzy watched as the toddler, no more than two years old, walked slowly to the open door that led to the house, through which could be seen a happy couple, holding a baby, laughter floating through the door.
Suddenly, the door slammed shut and the light vanished. The child gasped, and spun around, too fast for her little legs. She fell on her butt and froze. In front of her loomed a pair of blood red eyes and a voice, dripping with malice and evil, whispered to the girl.
"Come little one… Embrace the darkness… Join me…"
The girl whimpered a little, scared. There was no movement, no sound for a moment. Then a tendril of darkness reached out, grasping, the toddler cringing away, tears coursing down her face now. Behind her, there was a flash of light, silhouetting the child and a tall bright figure stepped forward. The red eyes vanished a moment, then came back as the voice spoke again, this time in a different language. The bright figure responded in kind, and then gestured with its hand. A beam of white light shot out and lit up the darkness. The eyes vanished. The child stared up from the floor, wondering, up at the figure behind her. The figure stopped glowing brightly and revealed itself to be Takanuva, the Toa of light. The little girl, seemingly unafraid now, reached up toward the Toa. He leaned down and picked her up, a gentle smile on his mask. The little girl grinned and hugged him around the neck. Takanuva looked surprised, then gently hugged back.
"Tank Yew." The little girl said.
"You're Welcome, little one." The gold and white Toa chuckled. (Lizzy giggled herself watching this; the little girl's voice was so cute.) "Here, I have something for you." Takanuva set the little girl down then knelt on one knee. He reached behind him and pulled something out of his subspace pocket, where he kept his staff, then held out his hand. Resting on his hand was a necklace with a charm on it, a glass oval that seemed to glow from within. The little girl took it, shook it, and looked at it for a long moment. She then looked up and grinned at the Toa.
"It's pwetty." She said. Takanuva smiled again.
"Promise me that you will always wear it, okay? So that those scary eyes don't come back."
"Okay!" Another grin.
"Good, now let's get you inside." The little girl grabbed his hand, and pulled him to the door. She clambered up the stairs and banged on the door.
"Mommy, Mommy. Look at what I have."
The door opened with a jerk, and the little girl's mother picked up the little girl.
"Lizzy, darling, are you ok?"
The screen went blank. Lizzy stared at it, even as she began to float away.
"What was that?" She whispered. She then reached into her pocket and pulled out a necklace, the necklace with the charm, still glowing, hanging off of it.
I had forgotten where I got this. She thought, that must have been one of my memories.
"It was." Said a deep voice. Lizzy jumped and spun around.
"Who's there?" She demanded. She gasped as she felt herself being lowered down, and then felt her feet land on something solid. She let her knees bend, and lowered herself to the ground. She glanced warily around, looking for the source of the voice, but all she saw was nothing; just a blank white space all around.
"You don't seem scared." The voice said. "The others were very frightened."
"The others?" Lizzy asked
"Yes, the others who answered Destiny's call for heroes."
"I know that voice," Lizzy muttered, then called out "Who are you?"
"Have you not guessed? You have heard it before, I believe."
"Mata Nui!" Lizzy breathed, "But I thought you were trapped in the Mask of Life and on Bara Magna?" The voice chuckled.
"Smart Girl. I am not yet anywhere. I am currently trapped in the Mask and hurtling through space. But that is not why you are here. Are you ready to meet your Destiny?"
"I-I… yes, I am. I want to meet the Toa." Lizzy said, eyes bright with eagerness and anticipation.
"Then let me show you." Lizzy turned as a group of figures appeared to her left. There were eight of them, a team of Toa, recognizable by their colors, and two others, a Gold and White figure and a Grey and Purple one. The Toa looked at each other, then looked at the Gold one.
This one is yours, sister.
Lizzy shivered as she heard the voices, not with her ears but within her mind. The Golden one smiled and came closer to Lizzy, who jumped up, while the other Toa faded away behind her.
Greetings, little one. My name is Takaena. I am the Toa Atriz of Light. My team and I no longer linger on the land. We were killed in a great battle long ago, before the Toa that you know came to be. But I have been searching for a worthy being to pass my power on to. I will give you my power if you accept it.
"I guess I accept. It would be a great honor and a huge responsibility to be your successor" Lizzy said softly, "But I have one question. Why do you have the Mask of Light?"
All in due time, young one.The old one smile gently,Do you still have the necklace that Takanuva gave to you? Yes? Good. That will become your heart-light, and holds my power. It is very special. Good Luck on your journey, little light. The old Toa said as she faded away. Lizzy was left alone, standing by herself.
"Well that went well." Said the disembodied voice of Mata Nui.
"I don't understand. I thought Makuta Teridax had taken over, that's why you left."
"Yes little one, but the Toa Nuva have retreated to the Island of Mata Nui. There is a lingering protection there, that keeps Makuta from taking over. The Toa Inika are guarding Mahri Nui. But the Toa Nuva have vanished. And that is why I need you. The Atriz have been gone for almost a millennia and their power is very strong. If you can learn to use it, the Nuva have a chance of being rescued."
Lizzy nodded and smiled.
"Good luck to you on your travels then, O Great Spirit."
"Yes, thank you."
Behind Lizzy, another vortex opened up. She walked over to it. Just before she stepped into it she glanced back.
"Oh and when you get to where you are going, remember this: There are Toa everywhere, they may just not know it or they may not have the same powers that you are used to… yet." She grinned and stepped through the vortex.
Hmm… I wonder what she meant by that. Mata Nui thought as he continued his journey through space. And what is Bara Magna.
Angel: AAAAANNND SCENE!
I realize that I only covered about half of what I wanted to in this chapter. But I'm new at this ok? I didn't want to do a crappy job because I rushed. Give me a break.
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