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» Click to show Spoiler - click again to hide... « <Day 56, 12:00 PM>
Fate frowned. Things were going as foreseen, but a tiny push was needed for the full fulfillment of events to come. Destiny twitched, and the flow of time changed slightly, flowing into a new course in the riverbed of history.
Solara felt like she was slowly walking into a lit room, moving with her eyes squeezed tight from the growing glare. Slowly, painfully, she cracked her right eye open, hoping that the lens of her Akaku would filter the glare. She was flat on her back, gazing at the sun far overhead. “How long was I out?” she wondered. She remembered, with a mental shudder, being possessed by that horrible shadow creature and forced to combat that odd pair of Toa. She remembered the enormous blast of light that had seemed to fill her up completely, and then, she remembered the brief freedom of being free from her disgusting captor. “Why am I lying on the ground?” Solara tried to sit up, but could not coax a single muscle or piston to obey her commands. And then, she remembered the last thing the Shadow had said to her before it was forced out of her body.
<I leave,> it had snarled, <and you die!> Solara then realized that her heart was not beating.
Those who knew Solara well, both in her personal life, and in her job as a camera-Toa for a popular news telecast, could attest that Solara had a will of tempered protosteel. And, as she lay there, dead on the pavement, Solara decided that death, inescapable though it might be in the long run, was not going to keep her from doing what was right. Her will sliced though the dead nerves that controlled her muscles, and Solara lurched to her feet. It was a whole lot more difficult than it had been. She hadn’t realized how much her brain did automatically, until it became a dead-weight in her head.
Slowly, as Solara became more used to controlling her body manually, she reached into a pouch at her waist and pulled out a video camera. Clumsily, she unfolded the viewscreen from the side, and rotated it so that she could see video footage of herself as she shot it. She thumbed the record button.
When the INSF troops found her maskless body hours later, lying alone on the street, they immediately noticed several things. The corpse was completely unmarked, lying in a position of calm repose, and clutching a camera. When the forensics team arrived, one of the technicians took the camera, and played the video.
The dead Toa of light’s face, covered with an Akaku, appeared on the screen. “To whom,” she croaked. She shook her head, and cleared out her throat. “To whom it may concern: My name is Solara, and by the time you see this, I will be dead. I was possessed by a Shadow Elemental, and forced to fight The Gardener. The Shadow Elemental was on commission from The Leader to kill The Gardener, but it, and therefore I, was defeated. I was mortally wounded when the shadow left my body, but I wish to tell you that the Gardener is good! He never used a single deadly attack against me, consistently focusing on eliminating the parasite within me. I was only killed by the shadow elemental.” Solara paused, looked like she was forcing herself to take a deep breath. “Tell my family I love them.” The video stopped.
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