Chazok soared into the hole in the laboratory's roof, closely followed by Iron Knight. Landing in the wide heating duct inside, the bounty hunter then turned to Iron Knight. "Wait here. I need to deal with something." He pulled several metal parts out of hidden pockets in his armor and began to build something as his robot counterpart opened the duct and flew out.
Looking around, Iron Knight saw that the large laboratory was devoid of all life except the Sharaku Argarak, who was standing in the center, typing in a computer console. Landing, he leveled his gun at the being and spoke. "Surrender or die."
Surprised, the Sharaku turned around, then relaxed. "Oh, it's Old Tin Can. Is your master after me for the technology of his I stole, or at the Shadowed One's request?"
"Now is no time for jokes. Surrender or die." The robot's pitted metal face gazed blankly at the Sharaku.
"Oh, very well. Bit repetitive aren't you?" Argarak raised his hands and backed away from Iron Knight. "Do I have the right to remain silent?" As he spoke those specific words, an explosive near Iron Knight detonated, knocking him to the side. As his aim on Argarak faltered, the Sharaku jumped to the side, lifted his feet off the floor of the building and hit a switch nearby. Immediately the whole floor glowed with electricity, huge currents arcing toward Iron Knight. While the robot tried to move, even more electricity poured into his system.
Chazok looked up from the heating duct, his work almost done, to see Iron Knight fall, sparks trailing from his metal skeleton. Startled, the bounty hunter ran a scan from his helmet, looking for Iron Knight's presence as a nearby electronic source. Nothing registered. For the first time ever, Iron Knight was severely damaged, or worse. With a snarl, Chazok launched himself out of the duct at Argarak.
In the throne room, Chompshi had managed to bring the fight of him and Vrael versus the two Sharaku to more manageable circumstances.
Kyraikk had backed him into a corner, whirling his mace like a bola. Chain lightning wouldn't harm the brown brute; it would just be blocked by his stone powers and made him mad. Grinning horribly, he next tried to slice Chompshi with his axe. In a bold maneuver, the Toa of Lightning had sidestepped him, and shot a blast of lightning back.
The blast had weakened Kyraikk, who decapitated himself with his own axe. Now, Chompshi had decided to help Vrael beat Ruhktar.
The black Sharaku, having no powers of his own, was now in a furious rage, swinging his club left and right while shooting his laser gun. Vrael set up a crystal barrier, only to be pummeled down. Ruhktar flung the axe at him, causing Vrael to be trapped under it. He then knocked Chompshi down and aimed his gun at him. "This ends here, Toa," he grimaced.
At that very moment, the Torika had been poking around to get the last salvageable bits of scrap. Hanak had looked into the room, only to see the six Toa locked in combat with the Dark Lord and the other two losing — badly. Vrael was struggling to get up, while Chompshi was facing a blaster at point blank.
The other Torika could only watch helplessly. Hanak in particular was mad, very mad. These Toa had been kind to him, had helped the six to freedom. If there was anything he could do, he would do it. Hanak began to run toward Chompshi, knowing that he would be too late.
Suddenly, time seemed to slow down. Everyone in the room stopped moving, and the other Torika, beginning to find new powers as well, stared. Running extremely fast in a millionth of a second, Hanak slammed into Chompshi, knocking out of harm's way.
As soon as it had come, the time slip ended. The two fell, with Hanak now extremely tired. Ruhktar's blast burned a hole in the wall, and with a roar, he turned around. Unfortunately, he met the bladed chainsaw of Vrael, which cut his head clean off. Now dead, Ruhktar fell beside the already slain Kyraikk.
Chompshi got up and looked at Hanak, amazed. "You saved my life, little one." Turning to Vrael, the two elder Toa ran toward the other six.
The Dark Hunters were fighting a losing battle.
Using his limited invulnerability, Viermoc had knocked out the Silver Scout, and was now advancing on Monster. He threw his boomerangs, which cut all six limbs off of the three-headed Rahkshi. His power ended at that moment, and like Hanak, Viermoc fell down panting.
Screeching with rage in his death throes, Monster hurled a stream of acid at the blue Sharaku. Unable to fight it off, the stream began to burn through Viermoc's flesh. Screaming in pain, he fell down onto the prone Dark Hunter, and both soon died.
Tharaka was sparring with Darkness, who was able to block most of her attacks. In desperation, she flung her spear him, sending the weapon right through Darkness' chest. Attempting to fling a jet of water to freeze him, Darkness swiped his claw and blasted a shot at Tharaka, causing her to slam back into the wall. She did not get up after that.
Keeramak, on the other hand, was locked in combat with Scytale. Having changed to match the wall's color, the green Sharaku was shooting acid, and their weapons continually met in a furious duel. The deer-like Dark Hunter sprang back, as Scytale jumped down and glared, licking his staff yet again. "I will be victorious, Rahi creature!"
Quickly, he lunged at Keeramak, landing on him and preparing to strike. The Dark Hunter was quicker, though. In an upwards slice, he brought his shielded blades up into the Sharaku's gut, while firing with his gun arm.
Scytale fell down as a smoldering carcass, still grinning insanely.
Meanwhile, Darkness had lumbered to where Shadow was. After destroying scores of Drones, the Dark Hunter was beginning to tire. Lightning bolts shot throughout the air, arcing towards the four remaining Captains surrounding him. But Shadow was tired, and he knew that his time was limited. Unless . . .
Putting his bow aside, Shadow began to gather electrical energy around him. His Kraata inside his shell began to arc around crazily, thumping in zigzagging arcs of electricity. Soon, a supernova blast was forming.
Darkness, seeing Shadow being covered by the horde, shouted out, "Shadow, no! It's too late! . . ."
With a titanic explosion, Shadow released his power. The electrical blast destroyed every single Drone around him, as well as the three Captains. Darkness too was unable to escape or use his heat-proof power, and he fell as well. The room exploded in a shower of lightning.
Keeramak and the Silver Scout were barely able to make it outside.
"You can never win against me, Toa!"
The Dark Lord had backed into the corner of his room, now surrounded by all eight Toa. Together, they had managed to block many of his shadow attacks, and he was losing.
"You're wrong, Makuta," Matoba replied, hefting his fire staff high. "Together, all of us can defeat you. Mata Nui's light will always triumph over darkness, and Terra Nui will survive!" He motioned to the others. "Ready, my comrades?"
"Ready!" Chompshi, Vrael, Lyse, Heaka, Pacha, Attar, and Nuukor slammed their fists into his. Channeling their elemental powers, the Toa aimed their weapons at the Dark Lord.
"Wha . . . what are you doing!?" The lord began to scramble backwards, only there was nowhere to go. "I will rule over this island! I will have the Mask of Nature! I will . . ."
The eight Toa Terra released their power, forming a great Nui blast that shot out towards the Dark Lord. As he screamed, it engulfed both him and the retreating Spikerahk, forming a whirlwind around the figure of darkness, in a rainbow of colors. Soon, it rose to the ceiling, and nothing inside of it could be seen.
The Toa cheered, as the blast faded as quickly as it had come. Dissipating, they watched as a black Kanohi and a heap of rusted gold armor fell to the floor, along with a few wisps of ash.
The Dark Lord was gone. Forever.
Hakeahu stepped through the gaping hole he had just cut in the corridor, finally into the control room. He smiled in satisfaction. It had taken a long time, and resulted in to destruction of countless Drones, but he had made it. Now, all he needed to do was make a few adjustments to the controls, and the Toas' victory would be complete. He reached for a console.
A voice behind him spoke. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Hakeahu turned to see Zakarath, standing with his sword at Hakeahu's throat.
"Sorry, I only listen to the advice of sane beings." Hakeahu brought up his axe, knocking the Sharaku's weapon aside. Then, he held his weapon in a fighting stance.
Totally unprepared for Chazok's onslaught, Argarak still was able to step out of the bounty hunters way, then press another switch to his left. Immediately, heavy combat Drones entered the room, led by Gamma, the green Captain. The robots formed a defensive barrier between themselves and Argarak. Chazok, however, was unfazed, and filled with murderous rage. Activating his laser staff, he threw himself at them, slicing them to pieces and using the weapon to reflect back many more bolts that they fired at him. Even the captain he casually cut into smoking pieces, his eyes on Argarak the entire time.
Seeing the mood Chazok was in, along with the astonishingly quick destruction of his defense, Argarak began back away. Even as he did, Chazok finished the last Drone and flew toward the Sharaku, his staff in hand.
Realizing that there was no escape, Argarak pulled out his own weapons: two flamethrowers, speaking all the while. "Why must we fight each other, Chazok? We aren't so different, you and I."
He lunged at Chazok even as he finished his last sentence. Gouts of flame burst from his weapons, engulfing Chazok and setting him ablaze. However, the fires soon died on flame retardant armor, and the bounty hunter used his staff to cut the tank of one flamethrower. Argarak then dropped the other, unsheathing his long, metallic claws. "I see we'll have to do this the hard way."
The two began to circle each other warily. Abruptly, Chazok lashed out with his staff, the Sharaku catching the attack just in time. The two began to spar, staff versus claws. However, Argarak had much more experience fighting in such a way, and disarmed his foe after a few minutes. Argarak grinned. "Aren't so great are you, now?"
Chazok said nothing, backing away until he bumped into a wall behind him, near Iron Knight. He spoke after a few seconds, as Argarak drifted near him, both flamethrowers now in hand, and pointed at Chazok's head. "You mentioned we had to do this the hard way. I suppose you were right."
His speech was punctuated by a popping noise. Aragark looked down to see a small dart sticking out of his chest, in a small gap between armor pieces. Gurgling, he collapsed as the neurotoxin spread through his body.
Chazok barely noticed. He had kneeled down, looking at the remains of Iron Knight. He was gone. Chazok's only companion, only friend in the world, was gone forever.
Chazok's vision blurred. He put his hand to his face, and felt it wet with tears. For the first time in centuries, the most feared bounty hunter in existence wept.