Hasbro owns Transformers and the name Xanthium, Lego owns Bionicle and the names Jala and Ketongu, and Galem owns Tali, Ava, Amber, Iris, Diego, Alyan, Adhira, Valera, and Kasar.
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Chapter 33: Destruction
That evening thousands of citizens were simply walking around from building to building, from activity to activity minding their own business, each of them looking as happy as usual to spend time with each other. Children ran around laughing, whilst parents talked and laughed with each other. Everything seemed normal. This happiness unfortunately would not last as a few screams were heard outside. Those screams were the first thing that had gotten everyone's attention. The next thing however was much more frightening.
The screams now became more numerous as many Makutacon battleships hovered closer and closer towards the city area. The screams became louder as multiple Bionicle vehicles began to transform into heavily armed Makutacons, each pointing their weapons and hateful glares at the fearful Matoran, Agori, Cybertronian, and human families. Some people began to run immediately whilst others simply remained still in their fear, having never been in a situation like this before and too fearful to do as much as think.
Then those who were running and freezing gazed up at the top of the capital building, to the red, black, and yellow Makutacon general, Xanthium, as he shouted: "CITIZENS OF REEDERBURG! This, is your only warning! Abandon this city as fast as you can, or face an agonizing death"!
The next thing that got everyone's attention was the sound of a missile firing. Everyone running or otherwise looked towards the sound and saw a glowing red missile speed towards a massive building, the upper half of said building exploding on impact and sending debris flying. Each running citizen continued running as fast as their legs would allow, including some of those whom had been broken out of their shock by the exploding building, as the ships began to fire more missiles at every building and road in sight.
Xanthium smiled from the rooftop of which he stood on, already smiling at the fear in these people and feeling the urge to chuckle as burning bodies fell from destroyed buildings only to splat into gory messes on the roads below. After all of the time Xanthium had spent as a slave, after all of the years he had been exiled, after all of this anger he had kept inside from being rejected by the council for helping them, he felt great. 'You punish our people Turaga, we punish yours'. Xanthium thought gleefully.
Eventually unable to help himself any longer, Xanthium began shooting many of the running men, women and children below, killing many on impact as he shouted with a laugh: "ATTACK"!
None of the Makutacons below bothered to wait another second before laying waste to the running citizens around them. Like Xanthium, they had all waited a hundred years for the chance to take their revenge against the races that had oppressed them. Now with Xanthium in charge, and the Toabots finally out of the way, why resist? Each of them had also felt pleasure in the killing, all laughing as they shot each citizen to death, even going as far to shoot pieces off before delivering the killing blow. Some even charged at and tore apart some of the citizens, none of them feeling guilt for it.
But as Killer continued to gaze down and around at the death and destruction, he felt very uneasy. Which was far different from how Killer had expected to feel. 'Why does this scare me'? Killer wondered. 'I've killed a Toa before, so why does this feel any different'? Then again, now that Killer had really thought back to it, he hadn't enjoyed that either. He had tried before to mentally justify his actions by telling himself: 'Their Bionicles and Cybertronians, Killer. They'll never care for our pain'. And yet Gahu had tried to reach out to him before his death.
Killer felt a tear threatening to emerge from his functional left optic as that memory had suddenly taken a new meaning to him. Before Killer had figured that Gahu HAD to have been tricking him into believing there could be peace, only to have the Turaga try to execute him. Looking back now, Killer knew that had never been the case. Gahu could have just stayed back and allowed the battle at hand to happen that day, but he hadn't. Instead Gahu had decided to go out of his way and even risk his life to convince Killer into believing in the peace that could be, and now was as was made evident by the alliance made between the Toabots and the other races, and by the Turaga having taken down the law of exile and the law against relationships between Cybertronians and Bionicles which would have made more of their race.
Killer allowed the tear to emerge finally as guilt overcame him and his liark beat in regret for what he had done. Killer looked back at the destruction and death below him then, feeling even worse for it. Then even more so as he spotted an illuminated cross on the window of a nearby restaurant. Finally everything Paradox had been telling him about Jesus and the fact that he had died for all life, and why that had made the Makutacon cause the wrong course of action, truly began to click.
'Paradox was right'. Killer thought. 'Jesus had died a slow, painful, and undeserved death on the cross for us all, so we could all live in not war and violence, but so we could all live in love, peace, and when our time comes, eternal life. These people never did anything to us! Why are we punishing them?! Better yet, after the blood of Jesus had already been spilt, why bother punishing anymore'?
"Isn't this glorious Killer"!? Killer barely heard Xanthium shout, over the growing sounds of screams of fear and pain.
Killer didn't even bother to answer Xanthium's question, dropping the Skrall blade he had been holding and turned and ran into the house-like area behind them, where hopefully it would be more quiet.
Once he had ran inside, Killer fell to his hands and knees and burst into sobs. He was grateful that all of the other Makutacons were currently outside, for Killer had very much preferred to be alone in this time of mourning. With each scream that he heard, the volume slightly decreased by the thickness of the glass around him, Killer felt his Liark hurt more and more for them. 'Why Killer'?! Killer asked himself. 'Why did you choose this side'?
Killer turned quickly then as he heard a door open behind him, with a glare, intending to demand that whoever Makutacon had entered would leave. But his glare faded upon seeing that it was his wife Zera, who's mask had displayed concern and also sadness. All it took for either of them was to look into each others optics to know that they were currently feeling the same pain for these people, as well as the regret for their actions. Without saying anything to one another, the two ran to each other and pulled each other into a tight hug, both of them sobbing into each others arms.
"What have we done"?
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Galem: (sniffles) Dude, you should have put a tissue warning on this. I'm crying over here!
Biomarvel740: Yeah, I probably should have. I was crying while typing it.
Galem: Aww. (hugs Bio)
Biomarvel740: (Hugs Galem back) God truly is amazing. I believe 100% that he helped me write.
Galem: I don't doubt that.
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