This is my entry for the FFM contest "Find the Power"
It is also a brief tale about Kranos.
Just yesterday, I was a handsome Av-Matoran. Now, I'm a monster. A small, green and black Matoran thought as he sat down in his cave. What will I do now? Both sides hate me. All I can do is sit here and fight my own battles.
"Hello Kranos." A familiar voice said. "Made a decision yet?"
"No." Kranos replied flatly. "And it doesn't matter what you think. You're dead."
"Oh come on. If I were dead, then how could I be here?" The voice said, stepping out of the shadow.
"Zek, you died five weeks ago when the Makuta first attacked. I know because I saw you roll off that cliff and plummet into the swamps below. No one could have survived that." Kranos said.
"And yet, I am here." Zek said.
"No, you're not." Kranos said, annoyed. "You're just a figment of my imagination."
"Oh really? Prove it." Zek said, snickering.
How Kranos would love to pick up his sword and stab this ghost. But that was the evil talking.
Five weeks ago, the Makuta began their assault on Karda Nui. Zek, Kranos, Kirop, Radiak, and Gavla had all been struck by Shadow Leaches, creatures that sucked the light out of you, leaving nothing but a shell full of darkness, hate, and evil. Zek had rolled off of a cliff in his agony and fallen at least forty-thousand feet into the swamps below, where the beasts that dwell down there would feast on his flesh.
Kranos had ripped the leach off of his face before he lost his mind. At least, not all of his mind. Kranos' body had changed, but his mind was in a state where a perpetual conflict existed. A battle between good and evil; light and darkness. How easy it would be to let the evil take over, but Kranos would not allow that to happen. He would fight to find the power to keep the darkness at bay until he could find a cure.
"Well? What are you waiting for Kranos. Kill me." Zek said.
"I can't kill you. You're not real Zek." Kranos said. "Nice try, Makuta." He finished as Zek disappeared.
"You're right, misfit. You can't kill him. But I can kill you." The Makuta said as he dropped from the cave ceiling. "This will be extremely fun. But I'll give you one last chance to side with the Makuta."
"Why would I do that after what you did to me?" Kranos said, drawing his sword.
'What I did to you? I made you stronger, faster, deadlier. I made you perfect." The Makuta sneered.
"Perfect? I'm anything but perfect." Kranos said, edging closer to the dark entity.
"Well then, it's been nice knowing you, Kranos." The Makuta said.
It was a fierce battle between Kranos and the Makuta. But in the end, with a sword though his thigh, Kranos fell.
"Farewell, Kranos. My work is done." The Makuta said as he flew away.
White was in the edges of Kranos' eyes, he knew that his time had come. Thank you, Makuta. Kranos said, he didn't even think that he would ever say those words. But the Makuta had ended his suffering and helped Kranos find the power to follow the light. Kranos lay still on the cold, hard ground, greeting Zek on the edges of reality.
Edited by Phantom Terror, Jul 02 2013 - 12:02 PM.