Something was not right.
“Hey, you! What’s your name?!”
Voltex turned at the sound of the voice – a Ko-Matoran wearing a black cloak and dragging a massive scythe four times his size behind him. There was only one Matoran in Metru-Nui that would carry around a weapon that obnoxious….
“Is that you, Voxumo?” Voltex asked, coughing as he stood to his feet, leaning on the receptionist desk before him.
“It is,” the Ko-Matoran said, eyes glinting. His armor was stained a light gray. “And you are?”
“Voltex,” the Ba-Matoran said, confused. “I was… don’t you remember me?”
Voxumo shook his head, striding forward and pausing several feet away.
“Are there any other survivors?” Voltex asked, ignoring the feeling in the back of his mind that something was not right.
“A couple more are back there,” the Ko-Matoran said, pointing the way he had come. “They’ve decided to work together and search for survivors right now. You’re the first we’ve found, though.”
“That… makes sense?” Voltex replied, unsure.
Voxumo nodded. “You’ll also be the last.”
About to speak again, Voltex could only groan as Voxumo swung the scythe, catching him in the stomach with the tip of the blade. The Ko-Matoran yanked it out and coldly began to walk away, as Voltex fell to his knees, his world fading away.
“You’re doomed, Voltex,” Voxumo called back, his voice echoing strangely. “You just don’t know it yet.”
This isn’t right, Voltex thought woozily. It didn’t happen like this….
Chapter 1 releases Friday, December 19th.