The End is Nigh is a BIONICLE fanfiction Drama, Mystery written by author TheFireStar97. It is set in an alternate universe Metru Nui, where the Toa Metru didn't become Turaga after waking up the Matoran. 12 years after the Great Cataclysm, the Toa are being hunted and killed by the City of Legends' new government. A vigilante known as 'Zariox' plans to find out why when he uncovers that the Toa have been framed for an unknown reason.
This story is rated T for Some Mature Themes: Extreme Violence, Some Sexual Content, Language, Moments of Terror, Drama and Philosophical Themes.
You have been warned!
The End is Nigh
Chapter 2: Zariox' Journal, Day 16
I follow the Steltian's gaze. He looks at some Matoran sitting at a table, and then looks back at me.
"Is something wrong," I ask him.
"No, not at all, I just thought I saw someone familiar," he replies, a slight smile on his face.
"So, what's your name, bud?"
"I'm Vadorak," he tells me, "What's yours? You seem like a nice enough guy, nice enough for someone from Metru Nui."
"Well not all Matoran from Metru Nui are assholes. My name's Eegard."
"Sorry to ask you this, but what kind of Matoran are you exactly? I can't tell with your green and black color scheme," the Steltian asks, blowing some smoke from his cigarette into the air of the pub and drinking his beer.
"I'm an Onu-Matoran. I know, I know, I got some weird color's but…I can't do nothin' about 'em," I laugh. I look at the clock and realize what time it is, "Damn, it's nine pm, gotta close down the pub."
I pull the handle of the bell, signaling that the pub is now closed. Everyone leaves slowly, like they had all the time in the world. The red and golden Steltian puts out his cigarette and coughs again.
"You, alright? You sick or something?" I ask.
"No, no, I'm fine…Thanks for the beer," he gets off his chair and leaves.
I put out the lights, step outside and lock the door. As I'm walking out on dark, dimly light streets of Metru Nui, I feel eyes burning on my back. I feel like I'm being followed, watched. I look around and see no one. I must be imagining things.
I reach my home and open the door. The light is out…my wife and son must be sleeping already. Suddenly it hits me that I forgot to do something. I silently step back outside and close the door again.
As I walk to my secluded bunker in Ko-Metru, that feeling of being followed hits me again. I look behind me, nothing. I look besides me, nothing…I start to walk again. Walk, walking in the darkness.
After a long walk, I reach the bunker. I open the door and go inside. The young Ga-Matoran was still there. Still tied by her wrists, chained to the ceiling. I lower her to the ground and she wakes up. She starts squirming viciously, big and small trembles overtake her beautiful naked body, trembles of fear…anger.
She yells things at me, well at least she tries. The tape I put over her foul little mouth made it impossible for me to understand anything she tried to say.
I remember how I found her two months ago. It was like it had just happened yesterday:
As I walked home from the pub, I felt the urge to go to 'The Ga-Metru Club'. I am 202 years old. My younger wife of 54 was busy with our 2 year old son, and she wasn't into sex anymore. So I did what every young, healthy man did, I went to the best strip bar in Metru Nui.
After having sex with a stripper behind the building, I gave her about a hundred widgets and went by the Ga-Metru docks on my way home. At the docks I saw a young, beautiful Ga-Matoran sitting on the edge of the dock. She was at least 16 or 17 years old. Curious and still horny, I sat beside her.
"What are you doing here all by yourself?" I asked.
She turned to me, "Why do you ask? I'm sitting here 'cause I'm bored. I'm bored, because my stupid crazy boyfriend just dumped me. And that's it. So why are you here, mister weird looking Onu-Matoran? Or should I say, mister Old-Timer."
"Hey, I'm not old. I'm only 202 years old, if you're 10,000, then you're old," I tell her, she laughs, "And to answer your question, I'm just passing by and curious as to why you're sitting here."
She laughed and smiled at me, "I'm Phillia."
"Eegard," I replied, "Where are you from? I-I mean, who are your parents? Anyone special?"
"No, not really. I'm an orphan," she said, "My parents died in a mugging when I was about 2."
She was perfect.
"How would you feel if I could give you some company, if you know what I mean," I told her, smiling.
"Well if that's the case, you can just leave me in peace and go on your merry way, yeah."
What did she say? Anger filled my blood, my heart. How dare she tell me off like that!
"I'm not going anywhere, young lady," I tell her, a serious tone in my voice.
"Well, someone is a creeper! I'd better go now," she says, I could see the fear in her eyes.
She got to her feet and tried to walk away. But before she could I grabbed her and put my right hand over her mouth, "Now listen, you little slut! You're going to stay still, and do as I say. I'm the superior being here. If you don't…if you don't, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to hurt you, really, really bad. Do you understand?"
She nodded, my hand still covering her slutty little mouth. I walked her to a bunker in Ko-Metru that had belonged to my father and I in the war of just a few years ago. No one ever came there, it would be the perfect place to hide my new sex slave.
I tied her wrists, put tape over her mouth and removed her armor and clothes. As I started to rape her, she screamed, it felt…glorious…I was alive…
That same sensation befell me every time I raped her, harder and harder each time.
As I'm raping her now, looking at her breasts, I picture having sex with my lovely wife again. The young Ga-Matoran screams in agony, I moan from pleasure and excitement. I adore my life.
After doing my daily pleasure twice, I pull the chain backwards, she gets pulled up, back to the ceiling. Hanging there, naked, crying. A smile forms on my green Noble Hau.
As I walk home, that awful feeling sends chills down my spine. I must be getting paranoid. I open my door and go upstairs to my bedroom. I take off my armor, and go naked into our bedroom. I open the door, my wife's hands and feet are tied together, she's lying there, in sexy lingerie, probably waiting for me, on the bed.
Suddenly everything fades to black…
"Zariox' Journal, Day 16, 12 AGC…
The crime scene from yesterday left bad taste in mouth. I shall find Nyha's killer…and he shall pay for his crimes.
The photograph of Nyha's husband I found brought me to several shady Matoran, who all led me to this pub in the vicinity of the Coliseum. Of course they didn't live to tell about me.
As I'm sitting in the pub, no one notices me. I was in disguise. I noticed a strange looking Steltian sitting at the bar. I'm almost certain he wasn't what he made himself look like. As he smokes his cigarette, he coughs. A sign of why smoking is bad for your health.
A news report was playing about me, the police of this stinking gutter of a city couldn't catch me. I was too tough, well trained, well prepared. They frame me for Nyha's murder, just another sign of how lazy and corrupt they are.
The 'Steltian' looked around and saw me staring at him. I noticed something in his eyes, something familiar. Can't place him. Must've met him somewhere, sometime long ago. I can't remember.
I looked around and noticed a picture of Nyha's husband and the barkeep. He was the one I had to talk to.
When the pub closed and everyone went away, I stayed in the shadows. Waiting for the barkeep. I followed him to his house. He hesitated. This was strange. Followed him further to investigate, noticed where he was going, an old bunker in Ko-Metru. I managed to get a glimpse inside, when he started to brutally rape a young Ga-Matoran. Rage filled my senses.
I went back to his house, climbed to the roof, found open window, and went inside. A young child saw me, I placed my finger to the mouth piece of my mask. He understood, and went back in his room. Opened other room, found the barkeep's wife, waiting in lingerie for her husband.
Before she could scream or do anything, I knocked her out and tied her hands and feet together. Placed her on the bed and waited in the shadows. Waited for the sick bastard barkeep to return home…
The door opened, there he was, naked, ready to get laid after his little rape party. I punched the back of his neck as hard as I could, training had come in handy. He fell to the ground, unconscious. Tied him the same way I tied his wife, placed him next to her and waited, waited for them to wake up."
The wife opened her eyes, I had taken precautions and put tape on her mouth. She struggles to get free, but can't. She notices her husband lying beside her, and starts to panic. The barkeep finally wakes, I put my hands to his throat and don't ask nicely, "Where can I find this man?!" I show him the picture of Nyha's husband.
He doesn't respond, so I try again, "If you don't tell me where he is, I'll tell your wife everything you've done and I'll kill your child in front of you!"
"I didn't do anything!"
"Yes you did you pervert," I say as I look at his wife. She stares at me with confusion, puzzled, "I know that you chained up a young girl and use her as a sex doll! You raped her, probably multiple times, you're sick!"
His wife looks furious, I remove the tape from her mouth.
"You sick son of a bitch!" she screams at him, "How could you?!" she starts to cry.
"Must I get your son now?"
"No, please! I'll tell you everything…everything you wanna know!" he pleads me.
"Where can I find this man?" I ask him again, showing him the picture.
"At 'The Ga-Metru Club'," he whispers, "He goes there every day, at 11 pm. Now please let us go, please!"
"Is that what you did? Did you let that young girl go when she pleaded you to? No you didn't. How long did you keep her there? How long?!"
"Two mo-two months…" he says, his wife starts to cry even harder, "Stop crying, Vivia! Stop it! It was all your fault!"
"My fault? How dare you say that you sick pervert?!" she responds, crying angrily.
I punch the barkeep in the face. He blacks out. I cut his wife loose, "Don't tell anyone about me, or I will hunt you down," I warn her.
She nods, tears dripping on the bedroom's floor.
"What will you do to him?" she asks, still crying.
"I will make him suffer for what he did, that's justice. That young Ga-Matoran deserves that much," I tell her, "Now go take care of your kid."
She leaves the room and goes to her child. I look in the drawers and find an energy gun and some clothes. I put it away and pick up the barkeep's naked body.
I enter the bunker in Ko-Metru. Place the unconscious barkeep on the floor and lower the poor naked young girl. I release her of her bounds and give her the clothes I took.
"You're safe now. Do you have anywhere to go?"
"Th-thanks," she whimpers, "No..no I don't. I don't have anywhere to go."
"It's alright, there is a boat in the docks of Ga-Metru. You can take that and find your way to another island, somewhere better," I tell her, "Now just wait over there in the corner, and try to keep warm."
I tie the barkeep to the chains and pull him up to the ceiling.
He wakes up. Scared.
"No, no, no! Get me out of here you freak! Give me my clothes! I'm freezing here!"
"Now you know what you inflicted on that Ga-Matoran you filthy animal! Filthy animals don't deserve clothes!" as I say this, the young Matoran looks at me with her bright blue eyes, I nod and pull out the energy gun, "This is a nice weapon, where did you get it, barkeep?"
"From the war, okay! Now, you gonna cut me loose or what?!"
"No I'm not! You haven't felt what she felt yet!"
"Are you sick you fucking piece of shit?!" he yells at me.
"Nowhere near as sick as you!" I reply. I aim the gun and pull the trigger. I shoot off his rotting eggs and stinking pickle. He screams, screams. I enjoy it, and so does she.
I help her up from the floor and leave the filthy animal hanging there, freezing, bleeding to death. Painful, but well deserved. Justice…
"Zariox' Journal, 11 pm, Day 16, 12 AGC…
Interrogation of the barkeep did not go as planned, but I still got the information I needed. Soon I shall find out who Nyha's killer is, and he too shall face justice for the crimes he's done.
I had taken the young girl I rescued from the rapist barkeep to the docks of Ga-Metru. I jumpstarted the Kanoka powered boat I told her about and sent her to another island. She hugged me and thanked me. She even asked if I could come with her, I tell her I can't and to go to a better place. There she can begin a new and better life, and hopefully forget about her tragic past.
This is what we all should do, to find a better life. But not me, my life was fine like this, I won't be satisfied until I have brought every thug, rapist, corrupt politicians and all the other vermin of this rotting town to justice. And that was not something that could be done overnight.
I was close, it began to rain.
After tonight, I would have some closure on Nyha's case.
There it was, 'The Ga-Metru Club'. A strip club. That's where he was. But finding him won't be easy in such a crowded place. I removed my mask, put it in my coat and entered my disguise.
I would find him, and bring him to justice. One less criminal to deal with. One more pixel of light that appears…"
I walk inside the strip club. I'm greeted with bright purple and pink lights. Loud music. Scantily clad women dancing on poles. Men throwing money at them. A lesbian couple making out on one of the couches. All these sex addicts, cheaters, cheering and laughing. This is what Metru Nui has become.
I see the red and golden 'Steltian' again. What is he doing here? I let it slip my mind, finding Nyha's husband is more important.
He goes to these things every single night, no wonder Nyha had an affair. I walk by dancing people, strippers pointing at me, shouting sex related words to get my attention. I'm focused, I'm focused on my mission. And I shall not compromise.
As my eyes search through the massive, dimly, yet attractively light building I find him. I found my suspect. He's chatting with some other Matoran. I sit down on one of the couches and carefully watch his every move.
"Do you want to have amazing sex with me, baby?" a stripper, obviously a whore, dancing behind me asks.
I don't reply. Like a predator stalking its prey, I don't make any noises or suspicious movements.
"You're no fun at all, loser!" the girl yells at me. No one except me hears this, the loud music prevents the voice of this annoying woman to reach anyone else.
He starts moving, I slowly leave my seat and stalk him. One of the strippers follows him. He's obviously going to one of the bedrooms for some alone time. I shall pay him a visit he shall not forget.
I wait by the pink and gold door of the private room they just went into. I done my mask, my real face. Sex noises come from the room, the loud music can still be heard here. I kick the door.
As the door flies open in pieces, the whore runs out, not knowing what to do. I grab Nyha's former husband by the neck and push him against the wall.
"Why did you kill Nyha? Why did you kill your wife?"
"I didn't! I didn't I swear to Mata Nui!" he denies in fear.
"Swear to me!"
"I do, alright?!" he whimpers, "I didn't kill her, but I know who did."
"Who?!"
"A guy man! A guy! I don't know his name! He owns a warehouse in Le-Metru, that's where he took the guy she had an affair with!"
I think and punch him in the stomach. He yells in pain, "How do I know you're telling the truth?!"
"You don't, but-but you gotta trust me. It's warehouse 71B5C. Le-Metru, it's secluded. That's where he is! Alright, now let me go!"
I loosened my grip and let him go.
"The bitch deserved what happened to her. She shouldn't have done that," he whispers.
I take out my knife and stab him. I stab him several times. Blood splatters on the walls, my face, "You were no different!"
As I finally reach the warehouse, heavy rain and hail had forced everyone to stay in their homes. I continued on with my search, my search for justice.
I open the heavy doors and pull out my lightstone-holder. I open it, a beam of bright yellow light emerges from it. I look around, there's nothing here.
My suspicions raise, I look on the ground and find a hatch. I open it with brute force, breaking the lock and descent.
I am met with the foul stank of rotting corpses, the corpse of a Toa hangs in front of me, throat cut. I recognized him, this was Toa Whenua from Onu-Metru. His smell matches the one I picked up in Nyha's room. He was her lover.
Was she killed because she had an affair with a Toa? That answer seems the most probable.
I look around and find various notes, these must be important.
They all bear the same insignia, these were notes from the government of Metru Nui.
"Dear 'Angel',
Your payment for the assassination of Turaga Dume is waiting for you at the Ga-Metru docks.
We are grateful for your services.
Sincerely,
The Order of the Empire."
Dume was assassinated. More evidence against the government.
"Dear 'Angel'
You have our eternal gratitude for framing the Toa like we requested. This takes us one step closer to our goals.
Our road has been made easier.
You shall receive your payment at the rendezvous.
Sincerely,
The Order of the Empire."
The Toa were framed? But for what reason, what could they be planning that was so dangerous, only the Toa could stop them? These notes reveal more questions than answers. I must investigate, I must find out why. No matter the cost. The Toa may be out of the picture, but I'm not. And I never surrender, never give up, never compromise…
Author's Note: I hope you all enjoyed the chapter, please review, I would really, really appreciate it and it will help to speed up the update time as this is going to be a very long story. Please review :) The next chapter, titled: "The Times They Are A-Changin'", will be uploaded on Saturday, 5 September!