Each chapter is written in first person, from the point of view of Kiriah or Isarot, the two protagonists. In order to make it clear who is narrating which chapter, the name of the POV character is written in bold underneath the chapter name but before the actual story itself.
Prologue - Isarot
Chapter 1: A Decision is Made - Kiriah
Chapter 2: The Quest Begins - Isarot
Chapter 3: A New Universe - Kiriah
Chapter 4: A Conflict - Isarot
Chapter 5: Identities - Kiriah
Chapter 6: The Plan - Isarot
Chapter 7: Mysterious Writings - Isarot
Chapter 8: Handed over to Death - Kiriah
Chapter 9: A Message Received - Isarot
Chapter 10: Rescue & Recruited - Kiriah
Chapter 11: Put to Work - Isarot
Chapter 12: At World's End - Kiriah
Chapter 13: The Expedition Begins - Isarot
Chapter 14: Him Again - Kiriah
Chapter 15: Confrontation - Isarot
Chapter 16: Questions Answered, Questions Raised - Kiriah
Chapter 17: Explanations - Isarot
Chapter 18: The Final Battle - Kiriah
Chapter 19: The Weeping Gods - Kiriah
Chapter 20: A Decision - Kiriah
So without furthder ado, here is the Prologue:
I awoke, dazed and confused, and wondering what had disturbed my slumber. Looking around the room for the disturbance, even in my sleepy state I could tell that it was around midnight. The window on the wall to my right showed me a dark sky lit only by the stars, shining bright light into my room. I could see my tomahawk, mounted on the wall where I had left it a few hours ago; my stone chest, set right underneath my weapon, where I kept my few personal belongings. A small light stone sat atop the chest, although it was off at the moment, since I preferred it to be as dark as possible when I sleep.
Shaking my head, I did not notice anything out of the ordinary until my advanced hearing picked up sounds coming from somewhere in the Temple of the Time Stone. I listened closely and realized the noises were unfamiliar to me. They sounded like metal tearing through stone and explosions going off, which I knew was not the cause of Kiriah or any of the Toa Tanjo. This led me to the only logical conclusion:
There was a thief in the Temple. And I had to stop him.
Even as I seized my tomahawk from the wall, I realized that this thief had made a smart choice. The best time to commit any theft was at night, when everybody was asleep. He had even managed to sneak in without me or Kiriah knowing, apparently, which meant he either had super stealth skills or else we’re both simply extremely heavy sleepers. I hoped for the first myself.
Bursting out of my room and into the long, narrow hallway of the Temple, I nearly ran straight into Toa Kiriah, Toa of Psionics and Toa guardian of the Time Stone, who had just emerged from her room, which was opposite mine.
“Whoa, Isarot!” said Kiriah, who sounded like she was still half-asleep. “Watch where you’re going!”
“I’m in a hurry,” I said, not even bothering to apologize. After all, what was there to apologize for?
“Did you hear those sounds coming from the-“
Kiriah nodded, now looking more awake and alert. “Yes. Someone’s trying to steal the Time Stone, but we’re not going to let him get away, are we?”
“Of course not,” I said, shaking my head. “We’d be terrible guardians if we let the thief get away without a fight. Now come on. Less talking and more running.”
Kiriah nodded again and we both turned and ran straight down the hallway, the sounds growing louder as we got closer and closer to our destination. I figured that the traps set up around the Time Stone would probably get the thief, but based on the noises I heard that seemed unlikely to me. It sounded more like the thief was tearing the room apart, rather than unintentionally setting the traps off like most thieves would. If so, then that meant he was both sneaky and powerful, or at least intelligent enough to destroy the traps instead of getting impaled by six-foot-long wooden spears.
It did not take us long to reach the Chamber of Time, where the Time Stone – the most sacred object of both the Tagiki, my people, and of the Matoran of Tanjo Nui – was located. Much to our surprise, the heavy stone doors that were reinforced with large metal locks showed no signs of being broken into. I found that odd because I was sure that I had heard a thief behind them, even if the sounds had died down much by now.
Kiriah briefly fumbled with the keys before finally unlocking the doors (quite unnecessary, in my opinion, when we just could have blown them in). Then we dashed inside and stopped on the top steps, using the light stone Kiriah had brought, which illuminated a scene of total destruction unlike anything I had imagined.
Two black craters filled the areas where the aforementioned six-foot-long wooden spears had been kept, almost like someone had melted the stone right off the walls. Several deformed metal spearheads were scattered beneath the craters like leaves under a tree, looking just as bad off as the walls.
Then I glanced at the pedestal on the other side of the room. The first thing I noticed was the net that was supposed to drop from the ceiling and capture any unwary thief was in tatters all around the dais, looking more like someone had burnt it than cut it, though.
And standing in front of the plinth – one hand grasping the Time Stone – was a tall Toa-sized figure wearing a black coat that hung loosely around his body. He had his back to us, like he was ignoring us. Whether he was deaf or was intentionally ignoring us didn’t matter. What did matter was that he was obviously attempting a theft, something that we, as guardians of the Time Stone, had to prevent at all costs.
“Hey!” I yelled, startling the figure so much that he nearly dropped the Time Stone. “Put the Time Stone down right now, or else we’ll be forced to use violence. Trust me; we’re not as peaceful as we look.”
The figure slowly turned around, the Stone in his hand. But even now that he was facing us I still could not make out his face, for he wore a hood over his head. I could only see two glowing red eyes, which gave him an eerie and evil appearance. I wasn’t afraid of him, though, because he didn’t look as threatening as some beings I’d seen before.
He made no hostile moves as he looked at us. For a moment, I figured that he had not been expecting us to come bursting in on him like this while the theft was still in progress. I knew he had been thinking that he would get in and out with no problem at all, but we had obviously messed up all of his plans just by showing up. Now he would simply have to face the-
A dimensional portal exploded into existence behind the thief, totally startling us. The whole room was illuminated by the strange blue hues of the portal, which were so bright that I had to squint to be able to see the thief, who still stood in front of the podium without having moved an inch.
Then, while we were still surprised, he turned around and kicked the pedestal out of his way. It took me only a second to realize that he was attempting to escape through that portal. If he went through there, then he may very well successfully escape with the Time Stone in his grasp. The idea of telling the island elders that the Time Stone had been stolen for the first time in 100,000 years was unbearable. Kiriah and I would be disgraced and probably punished for this unforgiveable failure, since we were responsible for the Stone’s wellbeing in the first place.
It was that thought that broke me out of my trance and caused me to act. I leapt off the steps, landing gently on the stone floor with the help of my large wings, and ran as fast as I could toward the podium, ice and light energy swirling in the palms of my hands. My attention was focused totally on the thief, who looked like he was about to enter the portal very soon. If I didn’t hit him now, then he would likely escape.
But before I could fire my elemental powers at him, the thief whirled around and hurled two bolts of a burning substance that struck the ground beneath me. The false floor – which I remembered just now existed – gave way, which caused me to fall into a bottomless pit from which I would surely not emerge. I cursed myself for not remembering the fake flooring, which had been designed to capture any thieves who stepped on the wrong part of the floor.
As I fell, I hurled a bolt of pure light energy at the thief, who was just entering the portal. The bolt struck one of his hands, but I couldn’t tell which one. As the darkness grew blacker, all I saw was the back of the thief as he went into the portal. I knew I had failed and that I was going to die for my failure. I attempted to fly with my wings, but they simply weren’t strong enough to get me back up. The floor was too far up for me to do anything other than stare at it as I fell farther and farther away. I closed my eyes, ready to feel the inevitable bone-shattering impact of the bottom below.
Without warning, I abruptly stopped in midair, but then continued falling and fell a few more feet before I stopped again. Dazed and hurting slightly, I looked up and saw the outline of a figure I recognized as Kiriah, holding her lightstone above her head to brighten the area. I realized that she must have caught me with her telekinesis powers, as I had no powers of my own that could do that.
“Hang on!” Kiriah called, her voice echoing distantly from above. “Can’t really see you well, so be prepared for any sudden movements, although I’ll try to be as gentle as possible.”
To be honest, I did not have much faith in Kiriah’s ability to lift me safely up and out of the pit, considering she wasn’t a particularly experienced Toa, plus I’d never seen her use her telekinesis on anything heavier than a lightstone before, so I wasn’t sure she could lift me out. But since the only other option was to fall to my death, I decided not to complain as I slowly and unsteadily began rising out of the pit with the occasional abrupt stop. It was uncomfortable, yes, but I was still alive, at least.
Five minutes later, I landed hard on the ground at Kiriah’s feet not far from the rim of the pit. After murmuring a brief “thank you” to her, I leapt to my feet and scanned the area. I was secretly hoping that the thief was still there, but I knew that that was a false hope. I had seen the thief escape with my own eyes. It was foolish to believe that he might have lingered, for I am certain that Kiriah would have dealt with him had he not escaped like he did.
That was when the full force of what had just happened sunk in. We had not just failed to stop a thief; we had failed to protect the Time Stone. The most sacred and beloved artifact of our peoples was gone, stolen for the first time ever. There was no way to bring it back, for how does one chase a dimension hopper? That thief could be halfway across the universe by now or else in another dimension entirely. It was almost pointless to even inform the elders of what happened, but I knew we had to do it anyway.
Gesturing to Kiriah, I said, “Come on. There’s no point in hanging around here any longer. The thief’s gotten away. All we can do is make sure that the elders know what has happened. Let’s go.”
Edited by TNTOS, Jan 16 2012 - 09:43 AM.