Lego owns Bionicle and the name Ketongu. Hasbro owns Transformers and the name Xanthium. Galem owns the characters: Tali, Ava, Amber, Iris, Diego, Alyan, Adhira, Valera, and Kasar.

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Chapter 18: Kasar

As Z began his walk towards a white mansion which basically looked like any generic Hollywood mansion with a large white patio and multiple windows with expensive furniture inside, Z couldn't help but shake his head. 'This guy has billions of dollars and he wastes it on extremely expensive mansion bills'? Z thought. 'Sure, based on what Hollywood tells us, it would be sensible for a billionaire to live in a mansion, but last I checked this isn't Hollywood'. To be fair, if Z were in possession of that much money, he would have so many options that he wouldn't really know what to do. 'Perhaps I could buy a small apartment'. Z thought. 'Or attend a comic con, just a waste some money on valuable autographs. Or maybe I could by the rights to Transformers off of Michael Bay and make FAR better movies'. By better, he of course meant many more explosions and Autobots who actually had a better form of character rather than racial stereotypes. But because this was the fictional realm of FanFiction, Z could do no such things, and whatever else would happen in the story would have to suffice for now.

Z shrunk down to human size upon reaching said building and knocked annoyingly in a repetitive pace on the front door, almost worried for a second that Michael Keaton was going to answer the door. Or that Michael Bay would answer, change the events of the current story line so that dark at the moon would've actually happened, and kill off iron hide. Or that Quintessa would answer, upload a virus that turned his optics purple and then convince him that the earth was Unicron("yes these are spoilers, and yes I'm a troll" #Z). Or worst of all, a Rick-rolled meme!

The door opened a little to reveal a young human girl, about 15, with paper white skin and eyes the color of jade. Her ebony hair was pulled back in a tight braided bun that was pinned in place behind a starch white cap that matched the apron over her night black knee length dress. "May I help you, sir? The little maid asked trembling.

Z blinked at first upon noticing how pale this girl was. 'Is she naturally this pale or was Kasar enough of a douche to starve all of his maids by refusing to provide them breaks'? Z wondered. Either way, Kasar was still a douche but it still made Z worry for the young girl. 'Also why is he hiring minors'? Z thought. Last he had checked, it was illegal for anybody under the age of 16 to work at even a part time job. 'Maybe he kidnapped the poor child'. Z thought. 'With as little muscle as this girl has, a baby could probably kidnap her. Not to be mean, just making an observement'.

Z smiled kindly then as he spoke: "Hi, I'm here for the CDC, and there have been reports of a new strand of Ebola in the area, may I check the place out"? Z wasn't sure what kind of diseases actually existed nowadays, but he hoped this girl would believe it. Otherwise he was going to have to go through the effort of taking a badge he stole from his pocket. Something of which he felt too lazy to do at the moment.

"Oh, yes, of course." The girl opened the door wider. "Do come in. Shall I let Master Kasar know you are here?"

'Sounds like the name of a Sith Lord'. Z thought.

"Yes of course". Z responded whilst still keeping his kind smile.

As the maid left him alone, Z grew to his full Cybertronian size and took a look around the living room. 'Nice marble floor, glass dining room table, and leather furniture'. Z thought observantly. 'It's too nice. If you want to make a wealth statement, don't get a glass coffee table or a marble floor! both are work hazard! What if someone was stupid enough to trip over a newspaper someone left on the floor and cut themselves or cracked their skull'?!

Shaking his head with a sigh, Z took out a Bio Nucleic Acid detector, disguised as an Ebola Detector in case Kasar came downstairs and waved it slowly around the room. Sure, the maid had already told Z where Kasar was, but what if he was hiding down here waiting to attack? 'Or what if this guy murdered somebody'? Z thought, as this device could also detect Bionicle corpses. 'Or maybe Biomarvel will set up another story if I find something'. Z thought. Being unable to find anything in the living room, and feeling too lazy to look anywhere else, Z put the detector into his pocket and turned around as the young maid walked back downstairs, obviously still shaking. Z frowned a bit at this. 'Now I've seen some sick things, but making kids be afraid of you to such a degree is awful'! The only thing Z considered worse was someone saying that Ironman 3 didn't suck.

"So, how long have you and the master been here if you don't mind me asking"? Z asked in a concerned voice and expression.

"Oh, I've been here my whole life." The maid said after swallowing a bit. "My parents use to work for Master Jawara, the previous owner of the mansion. I grew up under him. When he past, his son-in-law, Master Kasar, arrived. He's been here for nine years."

'This guy has seriously been on the loose for the past nine years'? Z thought. 'Somebody at the police station is definitely not doing their job. Seriously, you'd think shows like Bones or Numbers would serve as SOME kind of inspiration to those people'.

Z leaned down to the maid then, before quietly asking her in the way a detective would, even going as far as to add in a monocle for dramatic effect: "Between you and me, have you heard any rumors regarding the new owner? Anything a bit out of the normal character of most modern people"?

The girl looked around the room fearfully before answering. "Well, I had heard that he is prone to severe anger fits. He nearly killed one of the servants last week because the coffee was too hot. Is that what you are referring to?"

Z nodded. "Yes actually". He said dramatically. "That was exactly what I was referring to". Z took another look around then, still waving his false EVD around as he asked: "Do you know where he is now"? 'Also, is this maid ever going to figure out that I'm not really with the CDC'? Z wondered. 'I've been looking in the same area for the past ten minutes just to make sure he doesn't pop out from behind a corner and surprise me'. Not that it would really do much, but considering the fact that he was practically invincible in comparison to any Toa, a sneak attack would just come off as rather annoying. 'And certainly not as annoying as that orange that is still a center of attention on the internet'. Z thought. 'At least HE'S actually funny'.

The maid nodded. "He's in the master bedroom, on the adjoining balcony. If you wish, I could take you there but I can only go as far as the door. Last time, I went there, master nearly took my head off with one of the antique vases." She shuddered in fear at the memory.

Z frowned a bit at that. 'Somebody who doesn't preserve antique vases'? Z thought. 'This guy is getting worse and worse by the second. I just hope he's not pathetic. Otherwise I'm not wasting my talents on him. If I hear he hates kittens though, I might get a little unhinged. Even more so if he hates Transformers hats'.

Z grinned at the maid as he responded: "Believe me, there's nothing he can do to me that no one else hasn't already attempted".

'Seriously, people have tried to blow me up, lock me in a freezer, put me in a furnace, suffocate me, throw water balloons at me, give me robo-wedgies, bore me at masquerade balls, spoil the ending to Zootopia("That one worked though, and I'm still mad about it"! #Z), force me to re-watch X-Men Origins: Wolverine, send people in spandex suits after me, toss buildings at me, force me to re-watch Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, and even tried to force me to eat greens. Whatever this guy has planned will be nothing'.

"Very well. This way." The maid led Z though the mansion and approached a pair of tall, dark mahogany doors. "This is as far as I go. Will you be needing anything else, sir?"

"Just one more thing actually". Z responded, before then leaning down to her again, whilst wondering if she ever got a bit irritated at the though of being so much smaller than him. "I'm actually here to tie this man down". Z whispered. "He's a criminal wanted in Turpinville for blinding his son Toa Alyan. All I need from here is for you to wait out here. When I'm done, you can call the cops. And if by some VERY lucky chance he ends up walking through that door-" Z paused mid-sentence to both hand her a human sized pistol and half annoy any readers with OCD. "You know the rest, right"?

The girl's eyes widened in shock at the sight of the gun. She had known there had to be more to this visit than a simple virus search but she never thought she would be appointed with a role in it! "Y...yes, I do." She stammered a bit as she took the gun. Yes, she knew how to shoot a gun but she just didn't like it that much. Her nerves settled a bit when she remembered something he had said earlier. Alyan was alive. "He told us all that Alyan was dead."

"Well, knowing what kind of a monster he is, he probably WOULD say that". Z thought. 'He already abuses kids and expensive pieces of art, so not really a surprise'. "But I assure you, Alyan's awake and alive". Z responded, hoping that at least one reader would recognize that reference.

The girl smiled in relief. "Thank goodness."

"But remember, if he comes through that door, which believe me should not happen at all, you shoot him and without hesitation". Z responded. "He is a very dangerous man. The kind they send people like me to deal with".

'Ironically, sometimes the other Toa and Autobots also send me to pet-sit or find the sources of odd smells in their houses'. Z rolled his optics. 'Seriously, I have enhanced smelling and that's what Billy sometimes prefers to use it for? I would do better sniffing out the flaws in Michael Bay's Transformers films. you can practically smell that a continent away'.

"I understand." The maid nodded, determined and ready.

"Good". Z responded, then waiting for the maid to walk to the end of the hall before quietly opening the door, and peeking into the white room.

Z refused the urge to let out a moan of displeasure. 'Stone white floors, white cabinets, a white bed, and a white deck'? Z thought. 'Somebody really decided to take a day off of being creative. Kind of like how M. Night Shame-alon did in The Last Airbender'.

Across the room, standing within the doorway leading out to the balcony, stood a tall Toa staring out over the vineyards. His armor was as black as pitch and polished to a brilliant shine as a prized onyx. Browns and tans split the armor into sharp, threatening angles that caused shudders to run up the spines of the servants at a glance. In his hand, he held a half filled crystal wine glass, the liquid within sparking red as blood. Anyone who looked upon him would see that he clearly saw himself as a modern day Caesar, rich, powerful, and the dictator of his own little kingdom.

Z rolled his optics at the sight. 'Kasar may look like a powerful dictator, but as far as I'm concerned he's as harmful as Caesar Salad Dressing'. Z silently face-palmed. 'If I find statues of the guy anywhere, I'm pooping on them and waiting for him to notice'. Among them any things that Z couldn't take seriously, somebody who was full of themselves was one of them. 'If I catch the guy wearing a toga, then I'm REALLY not going to take him seriously'. Upon then noticing that Kasar was distracted, Z stepped silently inside of the room, closing the door behind himself quietly and dashing to cover behind a dresser, as quietly as a breeze in the style of a TV action hero, whilst also ignoring a news report of Fireman on the TV on top of it.

Unaware of his silent "guest", Kasar proudly took a drink of the wine as he walked over to a small side desk and picked up yellow piece of paper that looked fragile in his hand. Almost a second afterwards, Kasar felt a sharp pressure on the back of his neck, as the blade of Z's tail pressed against it.

"Set the note down please, I'm bored back here and I want to get back to watching Last Man Standing". Z said from right behind the Toa.

Motion frozen in shock for a moment, Kasar's hand slowly set the paper down. "Who are you?" He demanded, not daring to turn around. "What do you want?"

Z blinked in surprise for a moment. 'Seriously, this is all it takes for him to surrender? For all he knows, I could be holding a toothpick'.

"Nine years ago, Turpinville, you had a son, and you blinded him with an acid of sorts". Z responded. "Now I will admit to being a sick person myself, but even to me that's cold. Taking away the sight of the son you produced fluids in order to create, how can you live with yourself? Actually, don't answer that. I already know the answer. The answer I DON'T know is why".

Kasar looked over his shoulder at Z with red so dark they were almost black, and scoffed. "Why should I tell you? That worthless brat is long dead. If he can't see, no one would care for him. He'd die on the streets in a week."

Z turned the Toa around then, the blade of his tail now pointing at his forehead as he poured himself a glass of Kasar's expensive wine to agitate him as he spoke: "Well here's the thing, your son was the one who sent me. He's friends with the Toabot Alliance and despite being blind he has quite the skills with a sword. Skills so great he could easily cut you in two". Then with a threatening smirk: "Not as easy or quick as I CAN. That's why you're going to tell me".

"WHAT?!" Kasar nearly screamed in shock and rage. "How the hell is he still ALIVE?!" How was that possible?! A blind, weak runt like Alyan should have been dead years ago. Run over by a car, mugged to death, fall of a cliff, there were thousands of ways he could have died and yet, here this thing tells him that Alyan, his good for nothing, pathetic son, was ALIVE?!

Z shrugged. "Edward, another Toa almost as bad as you, managed to survive being shot in half, surely your son could survive less". 'Seriously though, how DID he survive that'? Z wondered. 'Also how did Killer survive having a powerful relic shoved into his forehead? Maybe it's because the author doesn't have the stones to kill them off'. Z thought.

"But back to the fragging question: why did you blind your son"? Z asked.

Sure, Alyan had sent Z there to kill the guy, but not without answering that question first. Plus, Kasar HAD to have a reason. Or a reason better than just not liking his own child, though Z wouldn't doubt it if that was the case. Plus, based on Kasar's reaction, he hated his son more than a Teen Titans fan hated Teen Titans Go. 'Although in their defense, that show DOES suck'. Z thought. But the question still remained: why? Not why people hated Teen Titans Go, as the answer to that was obvious to anyone who had ever watched it. Why did Kasar try to murder his own son?

"Fine!" Kasar snarled and snatched up the yellowed paper, slapping it down on the desk near Z. "The last will and testament of Leo Jawara, Alyan's grandfather. He disapproved of my marriage of his daughter, my deceased wife, and gave EVERYTHING to Alyan, leaving me with NOTHING!"

Z blinked in confusion at Kasar's statement, whilst still keeping the blade on the end of his tail pointed at his forehead as he spoke: "Wait just a dang minute, you knew he despised you for marrying his daughter, I'd despise you too". Z had a thoughtful look. "But then again I'd despise ANYONE who married my child". Z looked back at the Toa. "Anyways, you knew your dad-in-law hated you and actually EXPECTED something"?

'Also, how does a guy as rude as this get married'? Z wondered. 'The only explanations I can think of is A: She was forced to somehow via blackmailing, B: She was too dumb to know any better, C: She's way too easy to impress. Either way, not a wise move to marry somebody like Kasar. If MY kid tried to marry someone like him, I would probably kill the guy'.

"Well hold on a second". Z said, snatching up the will and putting on ridiculously sized glasses as he read it, still not moving the blade of his tail an inch away from the idiot's head. "Hm. Oh... OOH, seeing THAT had to suck". Z commented, resisting the urge to smirk as he had to keep what this note said from the readers of this story. 'For now at least'. Z thought. 'Or maybe I should keep it as blackmail to keep the story from moving forward, so that I can finally get my novel that the authors keep "promising".

Kasar clenched his fist. "Yes. It declares Alyan, my pathetic excuse of a son, the sole heir and master of all his estate." Then his snarl slowly grew into a sick smirk, his eyes glinting darkly at Z. "But this place would never thrive under such a weakling. Stupid kid couldn't do anything right." The kid couldn't even lead a horse to water to save his own life. He would never know the first way to handle an estate such as this.

Z immediately lowered the yellow paper back onto the desk, as well as lowering his bladed tail from Kasar's face before letting out a fit of hysterical laughter. 'This guy is pathetic'! Z thought. 'This Kasar believes himself to be more deserving of the estate that was promised to his son, and he tries to defend his actions as if he were doing something right? This guy is far from worthy enough to have any of this, and he expects to reason with me? Sure, I can be sick at times, such as the time I put Muaka poop on Ops's computer chair, or the time I placed all of his DVDs into the wrong DVD covers, or the time that I replaced Iris's daggers with butter knives and blamed it on Maze. But even a Cybertronian as sick as I, would never have done such sick things as blind my own child, OR steal the money that's rightfully his. Even if it IS a lot'.

Upon finishing his hysterical laughter, Z looked at Kasar with an unamused smile. "You honestly expect that to change my opinion on this matter? Believe me Kasar, I have murdered, YES murdered, a total of five hundred and forty million abusive parents. And that's what makes this all the more hilarious. They ALL said the same thing. And you, you're no exception. You committed this terrible crime not because you hated him, it was all because you were jealous of him".

'Other than the fact that he's an abusive douche bag, it is a very logical explanation'. Z thought. Alyan had more patience, wisdom, kindness, and education than his dad could ever hope to have. To be honest, Z didn't have a problem with college drop outs as work experience was more valuable in the long run. What he did have a problem with, was the fact that Kasar had dropped out of Uni, simply because he wasn't allowed to get away with stuff. Kasar had been caught selling illegal drugs, beating people, and cursing out any professors who gave him a bad grade. 'No wonder Alyan's grandfather didn't like Kasar'. Z thought to himself. 'If I had a daughter who brought home a boy like this, I wouldn't have liked him either. I would've actually beaten him up and told him to keep his aft away from my family'.

Kasar's smirk turns into a snarl. "If you think you can just waltz right in here and threaten me, you've got another thing coming." He snarled, readying a hidden blade in his wrist.

Z resisted another chuckle as he spotted the totally Assassins Creed hidden blade in the mirror behind Kasar's back. "I wouldn't use that if I were you". Z told him. Then walking up to him, and gazing threateningly into his eyes with his own red optics: "Oh and by the way, yes I do think I can come here and threaten you. If you truly think otherwise, than you have NO idea who I am".

Suddenly something snapped in Kasar and he threw himself at Z in rage. "He will NOT have his inheritance! It is MINE! you hear me?! MINE! And I will NEVER let him have it!"

As Kasar dealt harmless blow after blow, Z just decided to stand still to amuse the dumb Toa. Kasar must've realized that his fists weren't doing the trick, because three seconds later Kasar attempted a stab into the Ex-Cons spark didn't go well in the Toa's favor either, as the blade broke off of his chestplate, clattering to the ground. Z rolled his optics then as Kasar kept punching his chestplate.

Tired of waiting for the guy to do anything interesting, Z responded: "Lucky enough for him, I'm not giving you the option", then wrapping part of his tail around Kasar's neck, lifting him up, and slamming him against the wall, making a large crack in it. Z silently hoped that Kasar would finally do something worthwhile as he squeezed his tail tighter and tighter around the dumb Toa's neck, gazing playfully into his eyes, practically playing with his life at this point. 'It's a good thing he's not wearing a Mask of Control from that crappy reboot, or I'd totally be referencing that self-control meme'. Z thought. 'Considering the fact that this guy probably has no belief in love whatsoever, maybe I should compare him to Greg Farshtey instead and toss the Bionicle Borhok animations of Hewkii and Macku in his face'.

Kasar struggled in his grip, kicking his legs and clawing at the tail, trying to land a hit and get loose while glaring at Z with pure hate and rage. Z continued gazing up into Kasar's hateful eyes with his creepily playful gaze before then letting out a storm of laughter. 'Oh how amazing this scene must be'! Z thought. 'I said before that I might not kill this guy since he's not that much of a threat towards me. And yet, killing him would definitely be satisfying with all of the stuff he's done. Blinding and abusing his son. Even stealing said sons promised estate. Even I don't know what I'm going to do.

Z finished laughing and smiled simply at the struggling Toa as he said: "Man, the suspense is killing ME".

Suddenly the doors flew open as Amber ran into the room with Pow behind her. "Z, wait!" She cried in panic when she saw Z about to kill Kasar. 'I don't care what Alyan told Z, I won't let him kill his dad!'

Z looked to the two Toa with a confused expression. 'How did those two get here so conveniently on time before I could make a definite decision'? Z wondered. He didn't doubt that they would find out about this, or even the possibility of them getting into another country within minutes as there were advanced ships made to travel across continents fairly quickly. But the fact that the two had managed to get upstairs just in time to stop him seemed a bit too coincidental.

"Z, I know what he did was evil and wrong, but this is not the way you need to do things". Pow told him. Sure, Pow and the other Toa and Autobots had killed before, but that was different. That was war and they had to kill in order to save people and make it out alive to fight another day. What Z was doing was just for the sole purpose of making a quick buck, and he didn't even HAVE to kill Kasar. All Alyan had wanted to know was why his dad had even blinded him to begin with.

Z looked at Pow with a humorously pouty expression as he jokingly whined: "But it's much more FUN this way".

"Just because it's "fun", doesn't make it right." Amber frowned, upset that Z was seriously considering killing Kasar but more that he thought such an act was "fun".

Z frowned a bit at first. 'It was just a joke. Sure, killing CAN be fun for me, but I was still kidding. Besides, as overly stated, I only kill things that can fight back'. Z looked at the wine glass in his hand, then smashed it on the floor to make a stain, purely just to annoy Kasar who already looked hilariously mad enough. 'He's already red! A bit ironic as it was red wine'.

"I know". Z said.

Pow blinked in surprise for a moment. "So you're gonna let him go"?

Pow had only known the guy for a few days, so maybe he would be judging Z a little too harshly for doubting he would spare ANY foe. But he had seen Z fight in Maya, and the whole time he had had this smile on his face reminiscent to that of a child going to see his favorite movie for the first time. Those moments proved easily enough that Z didn't really mind killing anyone as much as the other Toa did. Though the Toa were forced to kill in times of war, it didn't mean that they liked it.

"No, of course not". Z responded, looking at Pow as if he were stupid. 'Kasar can't hurt me, but if I let him go, he'll definitely start hurting other people. He might even try to hurt your girlfriend! What are you thinking'?!

Amber blinked in confusion, at a lost of what to say. "What? But, Z...?"

Z chuckled. "Oh relax, it's not like I'm going to kill this worthless sack".

Pow blinked in surprise. "Wait, what"? 'So Z is willing to kill hundreds of Makutacons, but he's not willing to murder an abusive dirtbag who brings disgrace to all Toa of Stone? How does THAT work'?

"He can barely fight back in any way that could hurt me". z explained. "He didn't even scratch my paint job. He's not WORTH killing". 'Plus, at least those Makutacons actually put up a fight that was worth my time'. Z thought.

"Then, what are you going to do with him?" Amber asked, confused.

"I'm going to turn him in and make sure he doesn't hurt anyone ever again". Z explained. "It wouldn't be right to let anyone else be harmed by this criminal".

'Besides, with the Makutacons, small subgroups of the Skull Gang, and Teridax's forces running around, this world has enough problems'. Z thought. 'Better to just deal with this guy now rather than later. Oh and the stain of Bruce Banner and Natasha Romanoff's relationship in Avengers 2. That's another problem. That and the fact that Quicksilver got killed off'.

Pow blinked in surprise. "Wow, that's the most selfless thing you've ever said".

"But I still want some money when I get back home". Z spoke.

Pow slumped a bit. "There he is".

Amber stifled a chuckle and shook her head. "Alright, Z, we'll make sure you get paid when we get back home."

Z nodded. "Thanks".

Almost immediately, Z lowered Kasar onto the bed via tail, similar to the manner Doc Ock had done in Spider-man 2, then held him tightly down before strapping him down in knotted chains and ropes. Something of which he was sure the police was 't going to have a splendid time with. 'But at least it'll keep him down for long enough'.

Z then placed duck tape over Toa's mouth and offered a kind smile as he said: "My sincerest apologies Kasar, we'll have to reschedule sometime, the talk was fun".

Z suddenly had a thoughtful look. 'I wonder if this "arrest" is going to set up a villain for another sequel'. Z thought. 'It would seem kind of pointless for him to only be in one story for short amount of time after all. Especially when a character like this has a tense biological relation to one of the stories protagonists. It would probably be an interesting side story'.

Amber smiled at Z's words before noticing the flutter of paper on the nearby desk. "Hey, what are these?" She asked as she approached the desk quickly to get a better look.

"Everything to be given to Alyan once this scumbag is sent in jail". Z responded. "Tell me, is that maid still outside"?

'You know, the maid in this story who has close to zero character because she's not a main character'? Z thought. 'It's a good thing Michael Bay isn't directing this. Otherwise ALL of the women would be treated like that. For as much zero character as he gave Megan Fox, he must've never learned about the female civil rights movement in history class. Which couldn't possibly be because he was dumb enough to set his room on fire when he tried to make his first home movie'.

"Yes, she is." Amber answered, distracted as she quickly looked though the will. "Whoa." She breathed, eyes wide in shock.

"I know right"? Z agreed. Z turned dramatically away from the others as he mumbled to himself: "It's not like one rich character is enough in this universe or anything".

With an eyebrow raised in curiosity, Pow walked next to his girlfriend and took a peek at the will. Pow widened his eyes upon reading it. "Dang"!

"This is Alyan's inheritance?" Amber questioned. The Toa Rahayu of ice then spotted an envelope in the pile, eying it curiously as she pulled it out.

While the two stifled through what might as well be Alyan's families personal belongings, Z zoomed over to and opened the door, half expecting a glass slipper somewhere just to give the maid some bigger form of significance. Upon noticing her simply standing what must've been four feet away, Z nodded to her, letting her know that everything was okay now.

The girl entered the room hesitantly. "Sir? Is it done?"

Amber turned to the two, quietly subspacing the letter.

Z nodded politely to the characterless maid. "Yes ma'am".

"Thank you." The girl smiled in relief. "Thank you so much." She handed Z the pistol. "I believe this is yours."

Z blinked in surprise at first. 'Generosity'? He thought. 'I guess we CAN giveback ground characters personality'!

Z shrugged then. "Meh, it was no trouble". He offered the maid the pistol back. "You can keep it. I've got plenty back home". 'Plus, if Alyan ends up going insane we have a plan B'. Z wanted to say, but decided to keep in, so as not to risk another lecture from the opposing elements couple.

The maid blinked rapidly for a moment, obviously startled by his words. "Uh, thank you, sir." She expertly brandished the gun, showing that she had experience with such weapons, before smoothly placing it in the pocket behind her. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" She asked with a kind smile, her eyes glinting a bit with life.

"Just the police would be fine". Z responded with a kind smile, hoping that Kasar would be dumb enough not to think about having any of the officers under his payroll. 'Although that WOULD make an interesting side plot'. Z thought. He frowned then. 'Then again, we've got too many of those going on right now so I'm not going to risk pressuring the authors to do it. "Thank you for the offer".

"You're welcome, sir." The maid bowed before running off as though light on her feet and the stillness of the house was shattered by the ringing of joyful laughter as she went.

Pow blinked in surprise. "Wow".

Z turned to Pow, also blinking in surprise, a bit mockingly as he responded: "What"?

"I never expected to see you be THAT nice to an absolute stranger". Pow responded. 'He certainly wasn't very nice to US at first'.

Amber smiled over at the two boys from where she was standing at the door to the balcony. She had to admit it was a view. The balcony overlooked a vast vineyard and in the horizon was the deep blue sea. Quite the view.

Z waved a hand and responded: "Don't think anything of it. It's the decent thing to do in case Kasar gets out of these ropes before the cops get here". Though Z kind of doubted the maid knew how to use a firearm, at least he would be giving her a fighting chance. "And I'm not wasting any more of my time here than I have to". Z told them, allowing the boredom to be heard in his voice. For as rich as this guy was, Z had expected a bit more from him. 'Maybe bodyguards, trapdoors, other booby traps'. But he hadn't, therefore making Z's task to bring Alyan's cruel and unusual dad to justice, more boring than anything. 'Seriously, Grimlock's mispronunciational monologues are more entertaining than this'. Z thought. "Also most of the "strangers" I've met so far have been Makutacons so..."

"You are definitely Iris' type." Amber chuckled.

Pow turned to his girlfriend for a second with a smile. But before he could joke about what a disaster a relationship like that would be, he spotted the envelope in her hands and raised a curious eyebrow. "What is that"? Pow asked her.

Amber brought the letter back out. "A letter to Alyan from his grandfather. Probably to tell him the good news."

Pow smiled brightly at that. "Wow, imagine how exited he's going to be to see THIS".

'Seriously, this guy is getting a ton of money, his dad is going to jail, and he's getting a letter from his long deceased grandfather'. Though that last part was sad, at least Alyan would have something proper to remember his grandfather by. If Alyan hadn't met his grandfather by then, at least this letter would tell Alyan he loved him very dearly. Dearly enough to bestow all of his money and the mansion to him should he choose to use it.

Pows happy thoughts were interrupted then by a storm of laughter from the Ex-con. Pow turned to Z curiously. what demented thought is this guy laughing over now'? Pow wondered.

"Y-you really think I'm a fit for I... For Iris"?! Z asked, laughing a few more minutes afterwards. Once he had finally calmed down at that hilarious thought, "Guys really, I'd feel a lot of pity upon whoever preferred to like me that way.

"Oh, don't be so sure, Z." Amber smirked. "You two are a lot alike. Back before she joined our team, Iris was a highly skilled assassin who preferred to work alone." Minus the crazy attitude, of course. Iris had always been serious about everything.

Z scoffed. "I'm much more than that. Personally I KNOW I would never do good for a relationship anyways. I am after all the most selfish, ignorant, arrogant, self centered dirtbag that you could possibly have the displeasure of "liking" at all, and I'm pretty sure she's smart enough to know this".

From what Z had gathered on the Toa Rahayu and Voya, most of the team members were rather intelligent and resourceful in the worst of situations. Hence why both teams were considered the best and also hence why they were put on a team to fight alongside the Toabots. Out of all of them, Iris seemed to be one of the most intelligent and skilled. Every second on that battlefield in Maya, Iris had made sure to take quick glances everywhere just to ensure that no one snuck up on her or any of her friends, and though aggressive at some points was still an intelligent woman. 'But for someone like her to be physically attracted to a guy with a head shaped like that of a Vakhi's'? To Z that seemed both disgusting as only weirdo Toa liked Vakhi that way, and stupid as they still didn't fully know him. 'Iris surely can't be that dumb, can she'? Z wondered.

Amber chuckled. "Really? I saw the look she gave you when you came flying through the trees back at the battle in Maya. It was brief but it was there." Amber herself had thought she was seeing things when she caught the concerned glance Iris had sent to Z during that battle. It had seemed that the purple Autobot of the Toa Rahayu had some feelings for Z but the exact kinds were still uncertain to Amber.

Z frowned upon hearing that. "Really? I'll have to ask her about that later".

"Word of advice, challenge her to a duel and win." Amber gave Z a pointed look , as she was not joking about this. "It's the only way you're going to get her to talk about that sort of thing."

Z shook his head almost immediately. "Not a good idea".

Pow raised an eyebrow at the Ex-con. 'If that's the only way for him to get his answers, and since he almost has a higher skill set than hers, why wouldn't he challenge her to a duel? Plus, this is Z! the guy loves to fight, and I honestly don't think he's afraid to hit a girl if he has to'.

"Why not"? Pow asked him.

"I want to ask her a question not accidentally murder her". Z answered.

"You don't have to kill her to win. Just pin her down and get her to concede. If there is one thing Iris hates more than anything, it's to admit defeat in a battle. When she fights, she fights to win and she is not going to stop until she does." Amber was not kidding. Iris hated to lose in battle. It irked her worse than being teased by her friends.

"I don't WANT to kill her". Z corrected her. "I'm afraid I'll do it on accident".

When it came to fighting on the battlefield, Z had a tendency to as crazy as possible on it. Even when he had fought human gangs he had left quite a few corpses. 'And yes, they're worth killing more than the bozo tied to the bed'. Z thought. Half of the time it was way too easy for him to kill whatever villain he came across. If he was put in a cage match against Iris, he'd be through with her in seconds. 'Plus, her main weapon of choice is a dagger and I'm skilled with multiple weapons so if I get too into the fight, the odds are really not in her favor'.

"Then you'll never get your answer. This is the ONLY way to get her to talk about something personal." Amber sighed sadly.

Pow smirked at the ex-con then, knowing exactly how he was going to get him to cave. "Aw, is someone getting SOFT"? Pow teased.

Z glared at the Toa Voya of Stone. 'Seriously'?! Z thought. I've killed hundreds of bad people, and enjoyed doing it, and these guys have the nerve to think I'm soft?! Very well, if that's what they think, I'll give Iris a challenge and prove all of those overpaid Toa who's the best fighter, and I'll be sure to humiliate her whilst doing so! But in a more friendly manner, she used to be depressed and I'm not sparkless'.

"Very well". Z responded. "I'll challenge her".

Amber smiled victoriously. "Give her a good battle. She's been itching for one lately."

Z raised an opticbrow. "Really"? Then with a grin. "So have I". 'Seriously, after such a boring fight with Kasar, I desperately NEED a good one'! Z thought.

Z also honestly hoped that Iris had no such interests in him. Z did not feel the same way for her for one thing, and personally he thought that Iris would have summoned the courage to ask out Alyan by now. It was probably the reason why Iris thought that she liked him. Perhaps a part of her wanted to make Alyan feel jealous, and Z was NOT going to be involved in that kind of relationship. There was definitely another reason for this as well, but Z wasn't going to reveal THAT one unless he finally got his solo novel.

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Biomarvel740: (sighs) You just HAD to leave all of those references, didn't you Z? Transformers is owned by Hasbro, Sith Lords and Star Wars are owned by Disney/Lucas arts, Spider-man Homecoming is owned by Marvel/Disney, that phrase about being "cold" is a reference to the Joker from The Dark Knight, Bones is owned by Fox, Last man Standing is owned by ABC, Teen Titans and Teen Titans Go are both owned by Cartoon Network and DC, Assassins Creed is owned Ubisoft, the "Crappy reboot" Z was referring to was Bionicle G2, which is owned by Lego, as is the Mask of control. Greg Farshtey is the author of a large majority of the Bionicle books. The Bohrok Animations, Hewkii, and Macku are all owned by Lego, the self control meme Z is referring to is a Bionicle meme on google images regarding Makuta, Z's suspense comment is a reference to the Blacklist which is owned by NBC, the Skull Gang is from Ghost Warrior, Teridax is owned by Lego, Bruce Banner, Natasha Romanoff, Quicksilver, and Avengers 2 are owned by Disney/Marvel, that line about Z being a bit selfless only for him to still appear selfish afterwards is from Red Vs. Blue owned by Rooster teeth (which I do not watch anymore), Spider-man 2 is owned by Sony/Marvel, Doc Ock is owned by Marvel, the rescheduling line is a reference to one of the best scenes from the Blacklist Season 1, the joke about Michael Bay not giving women character was inspired by stuff from Nostalgia Critic regarding the same topic, the glass slipper is a humorous reference to Cinderella which is also owned by Disney, Grimlock is owned by Hasbro, the part where Z calls himself: the most selfish, ignorant, arrogant, self centered dirtbag that you could possibly have the displeasure of "liking" is a reference to Sherlock owned by BBC, and Vakhi are owned by Lego.

Z: (smirks) I should definitely try to make more references next time.

Biomarvel740: (frowns) Please don't.

Galem: (rolls on the floor laughing out loud)

Biomarvel740: (raises an eyebrow at her) lol! What?

Galem: you two are so hilarious! Lol!

Z: Thank you. I must be off now! Catch you two later! (zooms off)

Galem: (chuckles) ah, that felt better.

Biomarvel740: (chuckles) He's alright. (to the readers) What did you all think of the chapter?

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