The Sea Gate Mission:
Today, I received a summons from Turaga Dume. It was very early in the morning, so I didn’t really want to get up. However, the Vahki escort at my door told me I should probably get up see what it was about. I arrived at the Coliseum and the two Zadakh directed me to Dume’s private chambers. When I arrived, I saw Naho, Toa of Water and the silent Toa of Ice known only as Freeze.
“Welcome, Kodan. I trust the Vahki weren’t too…persuasive. It’s all to ensure your safety. You and these Toa have an important mission ahead of you,” said Turaga Dume.
“And what is that mission?” asked Naho.
“You will be going to the southernmost Sea Gate and closing it so that we can have a barricade against any attacks that might come that way. We already know that dangerous Rahi are coming in through them so it is imperative that they are closed,” explained Dume.
“But won’t that halt our trade with lands like Xia and the Tren Krom Peninsula?” asked Naho.
“It will weaken them, yes, but then they don’t really have much to offer us, do they?” asked the Turaga.
Both Toa shrugged.
“Well, then you shouldn’t have a problem with this task!” said the Turaga, enthusiastically, “It should take you maybe four days maximum, but remember; take all the time you need. Now, Chronicler; I need you to go with them to record their story.”
“OK, but I don’t see what could possibly happen,” I said. Why would a chronicler need to go on a mission that was supposed to be easy? I went with it though.
“You never know where an adventure could turn up,” he said.
“Alright, if you say so,” I said dismissively.
“Excellent! Your airship leaves from the Moto-Hub at noon today. “
And I thought, Oh joy.
I arrived at the Moto-Hub and realized that I had forgoten my Reconstitute at Random disk. I take it with me on every trip I go on and it’s kind of a symbol for luck.
On my way to the boarding dock I ran into a strange looking Ta-Matoran with a blue Pakari.
“Oof! Sorry, I didn’t see you the-oh! You’re him! You’re the Chronicler!”
“Yes, and I’m in a hurry so could you please stand aside,” I said, then realizing that I might have hurt his feelings I said, “Look, I’m sorry, I can’t sign anything right now, just take this,” and I gave him a souvenir that I got from Ga-Metru.
“Cool!” he exclaimed. He told me his name was Takua as I was running to the loading dock. I got on before I could hear anything else.
It is a nice airship, with a cargo bay, auto pilot, observation deck, multiple floors and rooms, and spare Kanoka disk storage compartment. I’m no expert on aircraft -- or vehicles in general for that matter -- but it is a thing of beauty.
I found Naho in the cockpit. She looked concerned.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Something just seems…I don’t know …off,” she said slowly.
“With what?” I asked, although I had a feeling I already knew what she was talking about.
“This mission to close the gate, I mean, how would it benefit anyone by doing this? Rahi numbers aren’t really as high as the Turaga is trying to say. Trust me, I take care of a lot of Rahi in Ga-Metru.”
“So what do you think the real reason for this mission is?” I asked. She paused for a full minute.
“I don’t know. But he is the Turaga, and he knows what’s best,” she said, and then she scanned the cloudy horizon for the sea gate. At that moment, a tiny passing thought came into my mind. It was a small, idle thought, yet a disturbing thought.
What if the Turaga doesn’t have the Matoran’s best interest at heart?
However, I dismissed this idea as ridiculous.
After all, Turaga Dume would always keep the safety of the Matoran first, wouldn’t he? He wouldn’t purposely put Metru Nui in danger, would he?
Naho snapped me out of my daydream. “There it is!”
Freeze ran in and looked to see what she was talking about, while I pulled out a small telescope from my pack to get a better view.
It was hard to make out what it was due to an overhanging fog, but sure enough, there was a large hole in the Great Barrier that was big enough for a ship to pass through. When we landed near the ledge by the hole I noticed a wheel off to the side embedded in the wall. It was obvious what it was; a wheel that you turn to open and close the gate. How easy that would be, I had no clue, but it had to be turned to close it. We got out and I put my hands on the wheel and tried to turn it with all my might, but it didn’t budge. A hand laid itself on my shoulder. I looked up to see that it was Freeze, almost as if to say that it’s not my place. So I backed away.
Both Toa put their hands on the wheel. They strained for many minutes before they decided that they needed a new method. So Freeze created a pillar of ice that was wedged between a rock and a spoke in the wheel while Naho created extra moisture for the pillar to expand. When the pillar’s length expanded, the wheel turned. When the pillar got to be too long for the wheel, Naho would smash it. This process was repeated multiple times, but even then, by the time night had fallen, they were exhausted. But they did it, they closed the gate.
Naho said, “Well, I think that’s the hardest I’ve worked since that swim to get more Toa to help us in the War!” Freeze nodded.
We boarded the airship and I went to my quarters to write this chroni
The report sent to The Shadowed One by Eliminator:
By the time you receive this message, I will have killed two Toa on their airship from Metru Nui. Also, I killed a Po-Matoran chronicler named Kodan who was also on the trip.
I slipped onto their ship while they were closing the gate and took a 117, a 368, a 656, a 188, and a 527 out of the disk compartment and obliterated them, taking their masks and weapons as trophies. I also stabbed the Po-Matoran with the staff he had with him (the one that showed his rank), and attached the chronicle that he was writing to this report. By the time you get it, I will have sent their airship to the bottom of the sea and moved on to my next location.
Be sure to send our client my regards.
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Edited by TNT-DJ Vezon, Dec 20 2012 - 03:31 PM.