Lego owns Bionicle and the name Ketongu, Hasbro owns Transformers, and Galem owns Tali, Ava, Amber, Iris, Diego, Alyan, Adhira, Valera, and Kasar.
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Chapter 5: Makutacons
As the sun rose over a grassy and tree filled field in the smokey mountains, the wind brushing against the trees and the grass, a small group of Makutacons, all gathered around a small set of tents, awaited the return of their leader Killer, whom had gone out on patrol to make sure there were no cabins nearby. After their humiliating defeat at the hands of the Toabots, the Makutacons would have to remain hidden until Xanthium had arrived with the relic he had promised to bring, so that the war may finally end, with them emerging as the victor.
Standing around these tents were Solar Scream, whom now had a red right arm with a rifle/heat blade attached to it, Edward, DeathNote, Zera, and an Av-Makutacon who had recently arrived. This Av-Makutacon had a pair of muscular legs, the min green, black, and yellow, a slim right arm, also green, black, and yellow, a left muscular arm of black and yellow that wielded what appeared to be a rifle-sized mesh of multiple firearms in his left hand, a silver chestplate, and a menacing yellow mask (Meltdown's mask from HF), with a single eye that glew a sickening shade of orange. All Toabots knew this Makutacon by reputation as the second most highly skilled Makutacon assassin credited with over thirty thousand kills, and thus was either feared or never underestimated. But possibly the most frightful thing about him was his aim as he had never ever missed a target. Ever. Heck, even some Makutacons feared him, never daring to tick him off in the slightest.
But this Makutacon, known as KillShot, cared little for the fear of everyone around him. Though he could not complain of the respect earned through his frightening reputation, KillShot was loyal to the Makutacon cause, and therefore was willing to follow any order given by any Makutacon, and would not kill one of his own teammates unless they possessed the trait he hated most: cowardice. As he had already killed many Makutacons who had poorly chosen to panic in the middle of battle, it would be no bother for him to kill any other cowards on any other day.
The faces of the Makutacons turned relieved when the noticed the shape of Killers Xtronian jet form quickly approach them, especially Zera whom had been dearly worried for her husband. Since his injury at the hands of Paradox, Zera had been constantly watching Killer to make sure he didn't have a life threatening injury in his thought processor. Killer seemed to be okay at the moment though, despite the conditions of said injury. A slashed right optic, and the right half of his faceplates burnt to a crisp.
Upon getting close enough to the hill, Killer transformed quickly into Toa mode, allowing the motion to carry him gracefully the rest of the way to said hill. In seconds, Killer executed a perfect landing on his feet, just a few footsteps away from a quickly approaching Solar Scream whom had also been concerned for his leader and master. His concern grew as Killer lifted his head, groaning angrily in pain as purple began to leak from his exposed socket which hung loosely from the right optic hole in his mask, streaming down the already purple stained mark down below it.
Zera was the next to approach, bowing down on a single knee as she greeted her husband: "Welcome back my king".
Killer nodded to his wife, then waited for her to rise before planting a gentle kiss on her forehead before walking past her. As much as Killer truly loved his wife, he had no idea how long it would be until he got news from the Liege, proclaiming him as the new second in command of the Makutacons. Not to say he didn't care about Zera. Any moment he could spend with her, he considered precious, and he was always angered whenever someone had important news that conveniently ruined the moment, and though they were both highly experienced in the art of war, and trained by the same masters over the years, he didn't want Zera seeing his angry side on a daily basis, for he knew how angry he could get with his own men, and was afraid that said anger would drive her away.
Solar Scream followed closely behind, hoping that Killer would be in a better mood than earlier as he spoke: "I've prepared a throne for you, and DeathNote has prepared his medical kit for you if you want to get your wound patched up".
"Screw THAT". Killer growled as he whirled around to face his apprentice/second in command. "Do I look like I'm in the mood to be coddled"?
Solar Scream took a step back, a bit fearful of what Killer would do as he responded: "w-w-with all due respect sir, you have taken extensive damage to the head. You're lucky to have survived".
Solar Scream had seen quite a lot of injuries that were impossible to un-see for the past one hundred years of this war, and with that being said it was quite rare for someone to survive an injury like this. His survival from from getting the sphere shoved into his head was lucky enough. Now he had a hole in his right optic socket that still bled on occasion, and a harsh burn on the right side of his face that made it look like it would shatter at the slightest touch. Solar Scream even cringed on occasion as he noticed a few cracks in it.
"I'm well aware of that, but I'd prefer not to do anything about it". Killer stated, as if he were discussing the weather, once again walking past Solar Scream.
Solar Scream raised an opticbrow as he asked in a concerned voice: "May I ask why master"?
As one of Solar Screams most loyal Makutacons, the last thing he wanted to do was question his judgement. But without him and his leadership here on earth, they were nothing against Paradox and his Toabot forces, and the Toabots were already starting to win this war as it was. If this wound was left untreated, it could kill him slowly and painfully. 'So why then is Killer being so careless with this fatal injury'? Solar Scream wondered.
Killer let out a short sigh, trying to relax from the pain that would occasionally set in with the slightest breeze against the burnt side of his mask as he turned back towards his apprentice. "The appearance of this injury is somewhat terrifying, no"? Killer asked him.
Solar Scream looked over the slightly gruesome nature of the injury for a moment before slowly nodding.
"That's why I keep this". Killer continued. "When a soldier dares to refuse my commands, he looks deep into a frightful image, so he may beg for mercy as I threaten to rip their liark st right from their chest plates".
As risky as it sounded for Killer to keep his faceplate injury, his reasoning for keeping it did make sense. Solar Scream couldn't deny the fact that he was pretty terrified of Killer's new look. Being able to survive with a look like this for possibly the rest of his life would most certainly strike fear into the liarks of all of his Makutacons soldiers. 'Maybe even Toabots would run at the sight of this'. Solar Scream thought. Solar Screams fears worsened when he thought of the idea of waking up to this same face, which had looked the most terrifying with a glare Killer had given another Makutacon earlier for dropping his meal. Solar Scream had no idea how said Makutacon had gotten out of that situation without Killer violently attacking him, but one thing was certain: That Makutacon, whoever he was, was going to have a lot of nightmares tonight.
"Anything else"? Killer growled, startling Solar Scream from his thoughts.
Before the Makutacon could answer no, Solar Scream heard a beeping sound coming from the miniature radar on his right wrist. Solar Scream lifted it quickly, gazing at it and spotting a blue dot coming their way. Solar Screams fear quickly turned into happiness, a dark smirk gracing his mask as he looked back up at his master.
"Yes master". Solar Scream told him. "Our ally is about to arrive".
Killshot tilted his head. "The Toabot traitor"? He asked in his low growl-like voice.
Solar Scream nodded. "Indeed Killshot".
A sickening smile also graced Killers lips. "Good". His smile quickly became a frown as he turned to his right, noticing DeathNote staring at the injured side of his mask, with a medical kit on a wooden table in front of him. Killer snarled and pulled his Skrall sword from the magnetizer on his back, quickly shooting a Thornaxx Fruit at the table. The table exploded on impact, knocking DeathNote on his back, and the medical kit a short distance away. As offended as Killer was that DeathNote still wanted to repair his face, despite having been given the order not to, Killer wasn't stupid, thus why the medical kit hadn't been destroyed. Plus, the table was his only target, to purposely install fear into DeathNote. DeathNote rose to his feet quickly, a fearful look on his mask.
Killer placed his sword back on the magnetizer on his back as he growled: "Now DeathNote, I'd prefer you stop staring at my masterpiece and get back to weapons assessment".
DeathNote nodded quickly. "Yes master". He responded, before then running quickly towards another long wooden table, laced with hundreds of Xtronian firearms, working on them as quickly and carefully as he he could retaliate in a single move, he didn't dare to. If Killer was able to survive his head being blown to bits, and the wound he had received earlier, who knows what else he could survive? Who knew whether or not his elemental power would even work on him. Even if it would, he wasn't too far away and he had a very high resistance to pain. Not only that, but Killer was also arguably the most the most skilled out of all of the Makutacons there, and possessed the element of fire, and was highly skilled in his elemental power as well. He had personally seen Killer engulf a Toabot in flames with a single kick in point two seconds. Bearing that in mind, DeathNote dared not to attack Killer now. Or ever for that matter.
Killer turned quickly to the sound of running thrusters approaching them, spotting a familiar yellow and red Xtronian ship flying towards them, a sack of some sort on the back of it, as if it were being carried in the trunk of a car. A few seconds later, the ship slowed down, hovering up the hill and stopping a few feet away from Killer before transforming and landing in a crouched position in front of the Makutacon general. Xanthium stood a second later, carrying the sack on his back, smiling darkly into Killers face, not seeming to be phased in the slightest at it.
"Greetings Killer". Xanthium greeted. "It took me some time to get away, but I did". He raised a finger: "Oh, and I brought some trophies for you". Then tossing the large sack to Killers armored feet.
The bag tilted to it's side a bit, servos, feet, legs, arms, and heads of different Toabots spilling from it. Killer chuckled silently at the sight, acting as if he were not any more impressed than he thought he should be. Killer lifted his head up to gaze into Xanthiums now lava orange optics, which looked like they were sizzling hot and could burn down a brick wall just by staring at it. Killer ignored the new shade of color in Xanthiums optics, deciding not to even acknowledge their existence as he spoke.
"Off how many Toabots"? Killer asked, referring to the parts in the bag, which Edward immediately dragged away.
"Twenty". Xanthium responded in a tone that clarified pretty clearly that he was proud of himself. "The Toabot forces have increased in size". Xanthium informed him then. "There are at least ninety now".
Killer sighed. "Yes yes, impressive". Killer responded in a tone that told Xanthium that he really didn't care about that detail.
Xanthium frowned a bit,resisting the urge to strike Killer down where he stood. Not that he couldn't. Xanthium possessed one of the most powerful and rarest elements known to Bioniclekind, one that could easily beat fire. Plus, he had also had part in Killers own training before he had joined the Makutacons. He really wanted to, and could take Killer down easily. He wanted to show him that he wasn't the only Prime around, and humiliate him in front of all of his shoulders and take on his well deserved mantle of second in command. 'But now is not the time'. Xanthium decided. 'No, but the time will come when I can overthrow Killer, and prove myself superior enough to lead his men, and maybe even the entire Makutacon army one day. But that day is not today'. So for now, Xanthium would keep his angry thoughts to himself.
Killer chose to ignore Xanthiums frown and asked: "Now, I believe you have brought us something else, right? Not just that sack of worthless parts to show off"?
Xanthium chuckled. "Last I checked, you needed those parts for your men so I wouldn't exactly call them worthless". He responded. He took a step closer. "You really should thank me for this". Xanthium added, earning a sneer from the Makutacon general, clearly aware that the Ex-Toabot was attempting to intimidate him. A few tense seconds passed before Xanthium then gave him a kind smile. "And Yes, Killer, you good lapdog you, I DID bring you something". Then pulling a small golden case from the magnetizer on his back, kindly offering it to Killer.
Killer refused the urge to slit Xanthiums throat for the insult as he harshly snatched the case from his servo.
Xanthium smiled darkly, at Killer as he added: "One of many powerful relics that I stole from the Transformers before we were exiled all those years ago, and one that I knew would give us a better winning edge over those wretched Toabots than that cannon Insidious tried to use". Xanthium rolled his optics at the memory. 'What a waste of such a powerful weapon'. Xanthium thought. He could only imagine how stupidly the Insidious would've used this relic.
Killer wasted no time, quickly lifting the box up to his face and opening it carefully so as not to damage it. Upon fully opening it, a dark smile graced the lips of the Makutacon general. This smile was followed by a dark chuckle that would send shivers down the spine of any Toabot. 'Oh this will most certainly help us win'. Killer thought, before carefully shutting the box.
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That fire kick move mentioned is a reference to Avatar the Last Airbender, which is owned by Nickelodeon. And sorry for not revealing what relic was in the box just yet. But the relic will be revealed in time, I promise. :) Anyways, what did you think of this chapter? Please feel free to leave a review to tell me what you thought, and please have a God-blessed day! XD
