Kopaka: No. She doesn't own Bionicle.
Chapter 2 stats: Revised (1x)
Chains of Memories
Dragon of Courage
A New World
Gali Nubano stepped out of a brightly colored bus. She was out of the hospital when she suffered a near coma caused by a heat stroke. After her three days of recovery at home, she returned to school. Wearing a blue tank top and dark pants, the girl walked towards the buildings, tying her blue hair into a ponytail.
The sun was barely peeking over the hills, its ray of light touching the metal rooftops of the buildings.
It was a steady walk up towards the gate. The girl looked around in curiosity at the many different types of trees. A cool breezy wind swept the grounds, picking up dead leaves that fluttered from the sky. Kids around her shivered, laughed, or lulled themselves to sleep. Gali understood, "School is torture. Why do we have zero period?"
"Hey! Gali! Yer back!"
"Eh?" Gali turned around and saw an dark tanned boy running quickly up towards her, carrying his black backpack and an overlarge duffel bag. Brown hair flew this way and that. He's not like any other boys who either gelled or used hairspray on their hair. His height was short, the size of Gali, but bulky.
"Umm… Sorry?" She couldn't recognize him. Maybe it was the coma in which she forgot a few people.
"Oh, Gali," The boy slapped his forehead, brushing away the dark brown bangs, revealing strange ginger eyes. "I almost forgot that ya had that accident. Letme reintroduce myself. Name's Pohatu."
"…" Gali blinked as the boy brought his hand, a sign of old friendship. She brought out hers. "I'm sorry that I forgot, but is your name really Pohatu?"
The boy raised his brow, "Ya can't doubt my name, Gali. I was born a pacific islander. Then I was raised in Australia. I'd got a pretty bad tan there. Then I became a US citizen. End of history lesson."
A mix of joy and sorrow overwhelmed Gali. A feeling that somehow, Pohatu, Toa of Stone, had crossed this dimension, but somehow he was not the Pohatu.
Gali started walking, and the boy followed after. She asked him in a quiet voice, "Have you ever heard of Mata-Nui?"
"Mata-Nui?" Pohatu looked at her for blurting a random question. Then he nodded, "Yeah, I've heard of a storyline about something like Mata-Nui. They called it Bionicle."
"Uhh…" She was lost in her words. Bionicle? A storyline? These questions were confusing her.
"Yeah. It was also a toy line, but then it got really technical. Now, they're actually robots that ya can move just by commanding them. They even got arenas to fight them. I've got this brown one. He's neato. He finishes cleaning my room in ten minutes. But he's awfully small…like this small."
He showed her the height of his toy with his rough hands. It was less than a foot high.
"Oh…" Gali said in interest, but caught sight of her locker. She dialed her number combo on the lock and it clicked. Pohatu was a locker away from hers. The school organized the lockers in alphabetical order and then by grade. Both Gali and Pohatu were sophomores; their last names were Nubano and Nubao. The locker in between them was a mystery.
As both of them slammed their lockers at the same time, there was a muffled cry. Gali heard it first.
"Do you hear that?"
Pohatu bent down, tying his shoes. "Hear wut?"
"That cry." Gali looked around and saw several students meandering the halls. Several of them were chatting and others were sheltering themselves against the frigid west wind.
"Eh? Must have been Nubama. Ever since you've been in the hospital, he's been getting picked on a lot."
Pohatu got up, picked up his books and his large duffel, and walked to the locker next to Gali's. With a kick, the locker shook and the similar yelp seemed to emanate from it.
"Yo, Pohatu here. What's yer combo again?"
"…3…27…49…" answered the locker.
"Alrighty then." His fingers were quick on the dial. As the last number was turned, Pohatu flung the locker opened, revealing a stout young freshman with bangs sticking outwards like a star. His hair was long and blonde with hints of neon green here and there. He looked fairly tall as his shoulders were hunched in the cramped space. The boy looked at Pohatu with yellow-green acute eyes, clutching his blue backpack like a shield.
"Well, mornin' Lewa!"
Lewa peeked outside of his locker and then stepped out. He sheepishly answered, "Hullo."
"Good morning, Lewa," Gali smiled. Even though Lewa is not the happy-go-lucky Lewa she knew a long time ago, she hoped that his true heart would come out soon. Or, maybe he might remember something.
His eyes lit up and saw Gali next to Pohatu.
"Gali! I thought you're dead!"
"Huh?" Gali blinked at the boy. Maybe he remembered.
"I mean, through the heat stroke and all…"
Well, he didn't. Gali smiled, "Oh, its nothing now. The past is the past, I might as well forget about it."
Somehow saying her last statement was ironic to her. She could not help stop thinking about her dead allies standing right in front of her as Homo sapiens…
… "Lewa died?" asked the white figure, sitting on a chair in a Ta-Koroan hut.
The crimson toa nodded. Something was consuming him on the inside. His eyes were starting to become dull, as if dying on the inside. Gali saw his fist shaking, trying to fight against whatever was bothering him. His armor lost its shine and his mask was scratched in so many places that she didn't bother to count.
Gali faced Kopaka, the white toa. His head was down, thinking hard about their reality. Already his body was discolored, his whiteness into a more yellowish tint and his gray to a pale color. He was practically worn out from the battles he recently fought… and lost. His lens was broken, and he didn't have time to repair it.
She was concerned about the casualties inflicted by this great power. The unity shattered into useless pieces, like broken glass. The remaining Toa had nothing left to do but sit and wait…
"Hullo? Earth ta Gali!" Pohatu waved his hand in front of the girl's eyes.
Gali blinked and realized that she was not in his room anymore. The bell rang, signaling a warning to go to class.
"Huh?" Gali was not accustomed to this strange noise, but she knew that it was not of danger.
"Aw, darn." Lewa picked up his bags, "I gotta get to class. I'll see ya!"
Then he ran off.
Pohatu gave Gali one last look before he heading to the boy's locker room.
"Well, I gotta go, too. I'll see you after school." He waved before dashing off.
She waved back and took a peek in her binder for her schedule. "AP Art?"
"Well, today, we've should have finished your paintings of still life, but that was surprisingly short. Since I have nothing I can give you today, you've might as well draw or do something, but keep the noise level down." Mr. Jordan gave the good news.
Gali smiled. Well, at least I can observe the room for anyone that might be a toa, but what are the chances of that happening?
She looked around, trying to take in am much information as she could. There were girls dressed in halter-tops and short skirts or tight pants sitting in one corner of the room, chatting about the latest hot guys at school. The boys sitting in front of her were whispering about the stunning football game last night. Several students were dotted everywhere else, either dosing or drawing their random doodles.
She leaned back and let her dreams take her to another world…
…Gali knocked on the door. It opened, revealing Lewa, saddened. His bright eyes were changing to a darker green color. He shook his head, telling her that it was over with Pohatu. Death was waiting next to him.
She pleaded, "Please, let me see him before he goes."
Lewa shrunk back into the room, but another voice cried out, "Lewa, please let her talk with Pohatu."
The green armored toa was lost in confusion. He looked over his shoulder, "But Takanu-."
"It is better to let her in instead of never seeing a friend ever again."
Lewa's tall body shrank even smaller as he let the toa of water in…
"New kid, huh?" Mr. Jordan looked up at a woman of late thirties, dressed in black slacks and a violet blouse.
"He will attend your class from today until the end of the school year. I would apologize if he is currently sleeping because he had just got back from Hawaii…"
"Naw, Ms. Tuamani. He can't be much of a problem now." He grinned at the lady. She returned the smile and walked out of the room with perfect, delicate grace.
Gali perked up at the phrase. New kid…
She looked around the classroom before she busied herself drawing something from her mind.
Meanwhile, a young man of fifteen walked through the front doors to the school. He walked casually down the hall, donning a pair of sunglasses that reflected light from the morning sun. The boy was wearing a black sleeveless turtleneck shirt and black pants. His spiked hair, white as snow, had reversed his dark appearance. The albino was strangely attractive; the early female students trailed their eyes to him, as if he was holding a giant magnet.
He flicked away his long bangs that trailed to the side of his cheeks. He gave another heave to his large bag, containing hockey gear, and took long, powerful strides to the gym.
The girls sighed as he passed. The boy was well aware of this and became frankly annoyed. Sure he was the top guy on every girl's lists, but this was ridiculous.
"Where is he?" he murmured to absolutely no one but himself. He stopped to take a peek at the clock tower that rose above the school office.
"Zero should end right about…"
The bell ring blared across the speakers.
"…Now."
The school bell pulled Gali from her deep thoughts and saw the students piling up at the door, attempting to get out at the same time. She looked down at her page and saw horrific images of each toa's death, except for the last one. Gali never knew, but soon she would realize the whole truth.
She closed the sketchbook and packed it inside her backpack. The girl slung the bag over her shoulder, pulling her long hair from the discomfort that the slightly heavy backpack offered. She left the classroom and turned a corner to the stairs.
Ms.Tuamani wearily sat on the sofa in the teacher's lounge, drinking her morning coffee. The teacher had soft hazel eyes and auburn hair was wrapped in a bun with frills of hair trailing out of it.
It is another day at school. Kids, they just drive her crazy. And zero period was just enough for her!
She sighed and looked outside the window. A butterfly fluttered about the window and then flew off.Tuamani smiled, sipping the brown hotliquid.
The morning flew by well, and Gali was up in spirits by the school's activity. She laughed with her friends, bought snacks, and was well on her way to third period. She looked again in her binder and then was confused. "Japanese 01…?"
She entered the classroom and the teacher was up and about, chanting "Ohayo!" about the room. The student who entered looked at their weird teacher precariously before they took their seat. The desks were arranged in groups of four that was scattered all over the classrooms.
Gali walked to her seat and sat down. The bell rang again and Mrs. Weiner strode to the front and said, "Today we will learn the use of 'mo'. Will you turn the packet to page 38?"
Gali brought out her papers and faced a boy, a sleeper, tilting his head forward. His face was unknown because of his black hood that covered his head. Once in a while, he bobbed his head up and down, like a bobble head.
Worried that he might get in trouble for sleeping in class, she leaned forward and tapped him on his shoulder. "Wake up."
With a snort, he rubbed sleep from his eyes and yawned, leaning back far into his chair. He didn't have a care in the world that some of the students watched him yawn. The hood from his black sweatshirt fell from his head, revealing shoulder-long blond hair with flame-like patterns at the tips. Stretching his arms, the entire class looked at the boy as the teacher chatted about how she had an experience with the sentence structure of 'mo'.
His eyes still closed, he scratched his neck, revealing earphones hanging on his ears. Then he sneezed.
The teacher turned around, angered that her entire class were ignoring her, "Nani?! Onamae wa?!"
The boy opened his calm red eyes, and said in a slur, "Boku wa Nubava Tahu desu. Doozo Yoroshiku."
Gali stared.
Madonna
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