Epilogue: A New Beginning
“Turaga Vakama?” Takua hurried up to the Suva, where Vakama stood, hunched over the Kini-Nui. “Is everything okay? Did you throw out your back again?”
Vakama snuffed, rolling his eyes as he turned around. “Just because I’m a Turaga doesn’t mean I’m old. In fact, you’re probably older than me.”
“How could that be possible? I’m small!”
Vakama looked up at Takua. “And I’m small too. No, it’s because you’re an Av--I mean, abnormal specimen.”
“Well, I can’t particularly argue that.”
“Not to mention you summoned the wrong Toa. With rocks.”
“Wait, what?” Takua walked up to the Kini-Nui, where he had placed the stones up to summon the Toa. Six oval-shaped stones with special markings sat upon their pedestals. “They’re the Toa Stones. Of course they’re rocks.”
“No, Takua. They’re literal rocks.” Vakama removed Tahi’s stone from its place, and, reaching into his bag, pulled out another stone, which radiated with heat and shone scarlet. “Look. The one you picked was literally painted red.”
Takua took the stone, scraping it against the ground. As the red paint flaked off, Takua noticed the gray color underneath start to show. Frustrated, Takua hurled the stone to the ground, where it shattered.
“Frankly. I’m not entirely mad,” Vakama said, handing off the real Toa Stone to Takua. “It was a humorous experience, at the very least.”
Takua didn’t answer as he put the real Toa Stone upon the Fire Pedestal. The stone flashed red as it shot a laser beam directly outwards and towards the ocean. “It was okay.”
Vakama set the bag down carefully, took his staff, and motioned for Takua to finish the rest. As he departed from the Kini-Nui, he muttered under his breath, “What a fool. I hope he forgets this ever happened.”
In the Tunnels of Mangaia…
“So, is that it?” asked Kopaku. “What do we do now that we’ve defeated Makutu?”
“Well, technically we didn’t defeat Makutu. He just conceded and sprinted away in horror,” Galo retorted.
“He still gave up. We were too strong for him.” Tahi brandished his Wax Sword, molding the warm wax into a sharp point. “Now we bask in victory.”
“Do you think we’ll get a victory tour?” Onuu asked, digging his dirty fingernails into the door leading out from Mangaia. After a few huffs and wheezes, he was able to open the door a crack, just enough so the RET could slide through.
Lewu scoffed. “What do you really comprehend-think? Of course we will!” Sliding through the door, he emerged in front of the Suva. “Look! They even bedazzled-decorated our Toa Stones for us! Such glow. Much Adobe-flash.”
Kopaku looked skeptical, as he focused his Okay Akaku at the stones. He couldn’t exactly identify what the stones were, but they didn’t really look the same as the ones they had seen before entering Mangaia. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small blue-masked being escape towards Ta-Wahi. “...Interesting.”
“What, you don’t believe we deserve this? My feet went through a lot of pain the past few days!” Pohati grumbled, limping to the Suva.
“No, I totally think we do! But only if we can all actually walk there.”
“Enough bickering.” Tahi motioned for all of the RET to get into a circle. They promptly formed an oval, and Tahi stood in the middle as the other RET put their arms over their shoulders, swaying back and forth. “We have just won our first battle. And let Makutu tremble this day. We stand together, and we will not rest until…”
“Galo, give me a minute. I don’t exactly remember if the Turaga told us what our destinies were. But whatever they are, we will not rest until we fulfill them!!!” Tahi pumped his hand up in excitement as the other RET followed suit, and a mini-celebration ensued. If you weren’t with them, you would’ve probably thought it was the lamest thing ever, second only to a chemistry lab where the teacher demonstrated different types of mixtures by playing with Barbie dolls.
After a few minutes, the RET settled down, and an awkward moment of silence followed. A minute later, Tahi shrugged. “I mean, considering we don’t know what our destinies are yet, we can probably just rest. Let’s go home.”
On Ko-Wahi Beach...
A canister washes ashore a beach, surrounded by tall, intimidating mountains covered in snow. A horde of Ussal crabs scuttle up to the canister, inspecting its various divots and mysterious markings. Suddenly, the canister begins to steam. The Ussal crabs disregard the steam, not expecting the mechanism to fire the top off and explode into their horde, because the last one didn’t. The steam quickly explodes, though, and any built up energy inside expels the top of the canister into the mainland. A large puff of smoke emerges, along with an arrangement of parts that automatically starts constructing itself.
Kopaku screeches as the lid of the canister ricochets off the sand and into him, knocking him to the sand as he enters the beach. He had planned to meditate here, since it was low and he did not have to worry about climbing any slippery mountains.
Well, he was right in that sense.
The Ussal crabs, meaning, the ones that weren’t brutally massacred by the Toa Canister, quickly scuttle away from the auto-constructing being in fear. They notice his white torso, hands, weapons and mask are as white as the snowcaps of the region. As the Toa’s mask is put on, a rush of power energizes him and things happen the way they’re supposed to.
The Ussal circle around the Toa as he stands up, awakened. His eyes are wide open.
“I am awakened. Now the scattered elements of my being are rejoined. Now I am whole. And the darkness cannot stand before me, Kopaka, Toa of Ice,” the Toa says, raising his sword up into the air.
Kopaku squints. “Wait...he looks just like me. This is not okay.”
As Kopaka walks towards the mainland, Kopaku eyes his canister, which is a little ways down the shore. Standing up, he hurries towards it as Matoro meets Kopaka on the beach, giving him a really long hug.
In Aqua Magna…
“Look guys, there’s no need to be discouraged. We’re better than whoever they are,” Onuu assured the RET. The entire team was all floating some distance away from Mata Nui in their Toa Canisters, after the coming of the Toa...the real Toa.
Tahi nodded. “I agree. This is only the beginning.”
Galo watched as a large tidal wave approached the RET. “No, actually, this is the end.”