Okay...this is way below par to my usual writing. To be fair, this was written nearly three years ago, when I was far less experienced. Still, I don't think I'll revise this much, except to correct spelling and grammar. I only hope this isn't poor enough that it causes you all to hunt me down. XD.
Chapter 1
"Come, Toa." the Ix Eliminator, an elite soldier, said quietly to Fairon. "You will join the Eternal Game."
"Where are we going?" Fairon asked, shocked that he'd been chosen.
"Follow me," the Ix replied curtly. Fairon followed them into a large transport aircraft the likes of which he'd never seen in Gigas Nui, the city he'd grown up in, before. Apprehension raced through him, making rational thought almost impossible.
"We are here." The Eliminator snarled, and entered the Coliseum. Fairon gasped.
Within the building, there was a large raised podium surrounded by a crowd of Kodax and Toa standing beneath it. Atop the stage stood a tall, gaunt Ix lord. Standing to one side of him there was a tall, jet armored Kodax.
There was no time to ask the Ix guards about anything the Games entailed. The Ix on the stage spoke in an ancient, twisted voice.
"Greetings, warriors of the Ix Empire, and welcome, contestants, to the Eternal Games!"
Maniacal cheering filled the air. Fairon, still in a state of shock he'd been chosen, could not process what they were saying. His only thought was one of shock and fear.
No. How could I have been captured so easily? I-
The Ix on the stage began to speak a lot of gibberish in the Ix's nasal, scratchy language, which was greeted by more maniacal cheering. Then Fairon heard a phrase that he recognized.
"... we crushed the Hand of Mata Nui... and threw all those that rebelled into an ever changing arena to fight forever."
The audience's cries reached fever pitch as the crowd roared and screeched.
"Now we will send in more, to replace those that have died."
No...no..., thought Fairon desperately. Not me. Not now...
"And they will fight, as their forebears fought before them."
The Ix lord began to read off the names of the other contestants: "Spirak, Girahk, Nightwatcher..."
A tall Toa of Shadow stood as the Ix spoke the name "Nightwatcher."
Fairon shuddered. The being was vicious. He could never fight that.
"...Iruka, Ghost, Kawa, Alloy..."
These four joined two of their other competitors, whom Fairon heard referred to as The Fallen Six. All looked as deadly as Nightwatcher.
"...Leviathos, Millennium, Spiruk…"
Five more warriors joined the already impressive crowd.
"...Brominax, Dredzek, Maserix, Harlen…"
The list went on.
"..Fairon, Fyxan, Fyxon, Crystillix!" finished the Ix.
Fairon and the Toa known as Crystillix stood numbly when their names were called.
"Contestants, follow me." ordered a tall Ix soldier after a few more minutes of cheering. Hopelessness washed over Fairon. He was completely trapped.
And if the Ix didn't kill them, the other competitors would.