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#1 Offline Nujanii: Kanohi Master

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Posted Sep 13 2017 - 06:10 PM

A golden glint from the field beyond was the only warning he received before Vakama was plunged into the void between dimensions.


Vakama’s combat instincts were on high alert as he tumbled into a cluttered forge in Ta-Metru. He was invisible before he hit the ground. Even his battle-hardened reflexes, however, were insufficient as he watched Krekka bind Lhikan’s hands with energy. Nidhiki dropped Matoran Vakama, and Lhikan kicked his hoverboard towards the falling Matoran. With a vindictive hiss, Nidhiki contemptuously knock the board off-course with a force bolt. Turaga Vakama rushed towards the vat of flames, but he was too far away. In horror, he watched himself melt and burn. The stench of burnt flesh wafting towards him as the agonizing screams echoed in the ears of a beaten, broken Toa Lhikan. Again Vakama was reminded that he wasn’t all machine, and that a Ta-matoran’s heat resistance only goes so far.

And so it was that the invisible Turaga looked up too late as the Dark Hunters soared off with their prisoner. In the aftermath of the heated action, his mind took stock of his situation. Thanks to centuries of Matau’s pranks, Vakama had a great trove of experience with illusions. This was either reality or a superb fantasy. He reasoned that Miserex was the only living being who could so thoroughly deceive him. So this was probably real. And Lhikan had been taken away while he stood by. Again. And this time, he was an ancient warrior Turaga, not a scared young Matoran, created only after the Civil War to repopulate Metru Nui. This time he could have saved Lhikan.

At this point another thought crossed his mind. Where had he hidden his Toa Stone all those years ago when he had done this the first time? Picking his way through the clutter, Vakama found the odd little package underneath a half-finished Kanohi. He smiled and tucked it into a fold of his cloak. Vakama was glad that Nokama had conceived of pockets in their honorary Turaga apparel.

Now what?

Assuming this was an alternate dimension, five Matoran are headed to the Great Temple. An ancient, overpowered supervillain has captured and impersonated the beloved Turaga Dume. Moreover, this Makuta has control over the entire Vahki force. And he has the commissioned the services of two Dark Hunters. And a giant matoran-eating plant based in the Great Furnace. To add to the difficulties, the only Toa left on the island has just been seized. Turaga Dume is comatose and the Rahaga are skittering around the sewers. Keetongu and Krahka are hiding who-knows-where.

Saving Metru Nui mght be difficult.

But Vakama knew his enemy. Last time he had charged up and simply attacked the Makuta in hopes of stopping him. His time as a bestial horror reminded him how horribly that had turned out. Vakama had failed to make the fundamental connection at the time: the enemy is smart. It was probably because the only thing Vakama had known at the time about the Makuta was that they had ended the Civil War through slaughter. Well, now Vakama knew better.

As he walked towards the Great Temple, the unseen Turaga plotted a number of courses, all tenuous. In all fairness, however, that was how most Toa plans started. Raw heroism had usually carried the day for him.

Usually, it had to.

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