Posted Jul 12 2012 - 09:24 AM
80,000 Years AgoIt was during this time that we truly realized what our enemies, the Six Kingdoms, were actually planning. Until this point there were rumors only, most stranger and stranger than the last. Mutran was certain that they were planning on taking over our facilities and creating Rahi for themselves. While it would have proven useful, it would in no way have been worth the cost inflicted upon their troops. There were few things certain in this... dispute, but that the Six Kingdoms would not dare harm us directly was evident. They would not send more than assassins to our residence, and none would ever reach as far as the first.But of course, news has a way of showing itself to your foes. The Barraki would learn that in a most painful way. Our spy within them revealed a shocking plan, to take Mata Nui's place in power, along with the city of Metru Nui. I myself saw no real reason to stop them. I held no respect for our creator, who sent us into a life of suffering and woe. His removal would bring no tears to my eye, no sorrow to my life, it would only bring about another of rare events which caused me to actually enjoyed this miserable life for a few moments. Sadly, this plan would not come to fruition.Teridax, oh how I despise that wretched creature. The words I could use for him are not fit for the writing within this recollection. He was chosen by Miserix to lead our entire force, the full power of our Brotherhood. I was there for the battle, given the position of a general. Once again I was stuck working under someone who cared nothing for my own will, using me just as a tool. Instead of to create, now I was to kill. And a slaughter is exactly what I was expecting. The forces of Ehlek were surprisingly skilled in combat, and the surprise did not provide much of a advantage. We slowly forced them into death, surrender, or imprisonment, fighting our way into the fortress of the Barraki himself.We were to capture him alive, so Teridax could end his life personally. It seemed a horribly foolish waste to me. If we were going to kill him, then we would be wise to kill him as quickly as possible. If not, it would mean only more work for those sent to capture him. It was how I lost the majority of my left arm, trying to capture the emerald warlord for our worthless leader. The battle ended quickly enough, but the injuries I was left with were worth far more than capturing the Barraki. Rahkshi of quick healing proved invaluable to saving the remainder of my arm, and possibly my life, but it changed nothing. Teridax had cost me more than my arm, his actions would cost our entire species our lives .There are no words to describe the loss of something as valuable as a limb. It is a part of you, it can't be replaced, it can't be repaired. It is never going to return, it is gone for as long as you live. I can even now, living as a form of energy, feel the phantom pain of my arm from time to time. The results shall last for as long as I live. It was hard to relearn how to work our machines, using only a single hand, like learning from the very beginning again. It was challenging, and frustrating, but I managed to pull through it and return to a relative normalcy in creating Rahi, and more importantly, weapons.Makuta Shrann was not as lucky, unable to defeat Carapar in battle, losing his life to the powerful brute. I never had any connection to Shrann, but it was still strange to see his work space empty. I held no hatred for the being, and he was gone. It was... odd, but nothing more. It would take a while, but eventually there was no void remaining, there was just another empty area, a blank desk of a life that had ended. It is strange how some of my fellow Makuta acted, some seemed upset, even sad for the loss of life. It was a feeling so alien to me, there were none among us that I would feel even the slightest sadness over their passing. At least, that is what I thought for the longest time, but it was a thought that was not to last.
Edited by Wolpertinger, Nov 27 2012 - 09:24 AM.