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L S O 2012 - Team Two
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***Though Raanu did not know it, his thoughts were not private. In the small confines of the guard tower resided another, hidden being, a biomechanical who sat entirely motionless on the stone floor. He prodded into Raanu’s mind and was privy to his every thought. This being was sure Raanu’s plan was the most sensible, and he hoped the Agori would be able to flee safely. This place would not be safe, not for a long time to come.Although the Agori and Matoran in this city did not know it, Marendar visited many other villages, for the beings of the Matoran Universe had scattered all over the globe. Some locations had been more fortunate in their encounter with Marendar than New Atero, while many other had already fallen. The being knew not when or how Marendar would return here, but he was determined to not let it continue its rampage any further.Unfortunately for Marendar, there were many beings from the Matoran Universe whose abilities did not stem from elemental powers...and even more unfortunately for it, not all who derived their power from the elements were dead.The Order of Mata Nui had kept a close watch on every development, bidding its time. Eventually, they knew, an opportunity for a counterstrike would arise. Knowing New Atero was not safe, the Order had taken the Ignika and replaced it with a fake. Only recently, Mata Nui had stirred. At last, he took action. At last, the Order had its chance.He noted Raanu had ceased his pondering, and observed as he left the tower.The being stood and surveyed the now empty battlefield. The corpses of so many he was sworn to protect saddened him. He had had to remain hidden, behind the scenes, while his many comrades died fighting. It ashamed him, but he knew it had been necessary.He turned away and examined one of the stones he carried in his satchel. This sort of object was not unfamiliar to him, although this one glowed with incredible power. He knew (Or rather, hoped) it could turn the tide of this conflict.Toa Krakua put away the Toa Stone. There were deliveries to be made.
Posted Jul 10 2012 - 12:26 PM
[Chapter 3]"We may as well lie down in our graves!"Nuhrii dropped his hammer on the ground and swept his crafting materials off the workbench with a clatter. He picked up his token disc of poison removal and hurled it against the ground. It bounced once and rolled into a corner."Nuhrii." The other Matoran in the room pinched the bridge of his nose, struggling for words. The piles of bodies were still fresh in everyone's mind. Many of the casualities followed in the aftermath of both the Toa and Matoran's destruction as despair, fear, and insanity gripped their waking minds. Those who chose to stay alive struggled against their will to find reasons to stand against the demon Marendar. Some chose fury, the possibility of vengeance. Others secretly degenerated into Stockholm Syndrome, the chance to align themselves with such an immense force. Nuhrii wanted nothing more than see the monster's smoking hulk lying lifeless in the sand, but the method escaped him.The Ko-Matoran picked up Nuhrii's hammer and set it back on the table. "We can't just give up, Nuhrii! There may be others out there! Even if we fight to the last Matoran, we have to know that we were the last ones to suffer this.""Oh, we will be the last ones." Nuhrii smiled grimly. "I'm not giving up. I'm saying that we're not going to destroy it. We can't."The door banged against the wall as a ragged-looking Onu-Matoran stumbled in, his pride barely intact. Nuhrii recognized Onepu immediately. One of the few "veterans" of Marendar's attacks. How he survived time after time--"I need a mask," the Archivist growled, trying to keep his voice from cracking. Tears flooded his eyes and the look of despair was clear on his face. "A great one. We need legendary masks."
The sands of the desert wander far and even the best machines cannot keep out the devastating effects of slow corrosion. When you have a hole in your chest you cannot worry about the germs on your hands. A single matoran gasped for air as he heaved the last body off his chest. He sat up and the sun shimmering across the dunes forced him to squint. New Atero rose above the horizon many kios away. Yes, Marendar will keep coming back, but that will be his downfall. The virus is just as deadly as the wound.
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[Chapter 7]The two made an odd pair sneaking down the alleyways that night. Rumors of Krakua's survival were starting to circle back room-pubs and groups of frightened survivors in underground rooms. The Toa of sonics didn't have time for the questions that would inevitably arise upon his appearance, so he and Gavla made their way swiftly and quietly to Ahkmou's home.Krakua knocked lightly and stepped back into the shadows, leaving the Av-Matoran to explain, which she did bluntly as the door swung open."Ahkmou. We need toa."Two yellow eyes stared back at her from underneath a black Rau. The years following the Makuta's fall had not been kind to Ahkmou and it showed through blood-red rings around his eyesand a slumped stature."Who--" he began, then stopped as his mind caught a glimmer of Krakua's psychic impulse. "Never mind. No. The answer is no. Maybe you don't understand what I did. Do you know what's it's like to live with the guilt that everything you've ever done was to betray your fellow--"Gavla gave him a hard look and tightened her jaw. "I couldn't care less what you did, but I know I'm not doing this on my own. This will be an awful, short-lived attempt to stop Marendar. We're going to be slaughtered without meaning one way or the other."Krakua stepped into the light and unveiled the toa stone before Ahkmou had a chance to reply. "Die as a coward, a cheat, and a traitor, Ahkmou."The Po-Matoran flinched at the words."Or join our team, and die as a hero for as long as they will remember you. This may not work, I'm not going to pretend that we're not taking a chance. But this is your last chance to redeem yourself before we're all killed."Ahkmou nodded reluctantly and stepped outside, shutting the door behind him. "Who else is on our team?"Three pairs of footsteps echoed down the street as Krakua replied. "If we're going to destroy a robot, we need someone who knows how one works. Thankfully Midak has gone blind so he was underground for the attacks.""Blind? Wouldn't that put him at a disadvantage?"Gavla gave Ahkmou another hard look.
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***The Le-Matoran Vican woke up, alone in his hut. Light from the morning sun shined through the window; it was a beautiful day that nonetheless promised to be no less grim than any previous one. He quickly looked under his cot, where the vibrant emerald glow of his Toa Stone confirmed that the events of the previous night had in fact happened. He sat back and sighed. He was scared. When he had allied himself with Mutran, Vican had hoped he would be transformed into something mightier than his Matoran form, like a Toa. Even after being cured of his shadow infection, he had hoped to do the right thing to aid his Matoran and atone for his actions. Ever since he had arrived in Spherus Magna, however, he had seen every one that tried to be a hero die. Toa after Toa, Matoran and Agori...nobody was safe if they opposed Marendar. Ultimately, however, Vican had had to agree. He had been rescued from the shadows and given a second chance. He supposed this was the reason. He got up; he would have to say his goodbyes before leaving for the Suva.
***Dalu walked in silence in the direction of the central Suva. In her hand was her Toa Stone, its azure glow all too publicly displayed. Matoran and Agori looked at her from their residences, but said nothing. Dalu was not one without hope. It had only been over one year ago that she had helped take down the evil Piraka in Voya Nui. That situation had seemed beyond hopeless, but with the hel of new Toa, they had prevailed. The universe had been saved long enough for the remaining Matoran to escape to Spherus Magna. Many disasters had occurred during the time of Makuta’s reign, and again when they had reached the reformed planet, but she saw these as obstacles to overcome. She mourned her fallen brothers and sisters, as well as those Toa who had once protected her and her friends, but was determined to not let that grief get in the way. She had to stay focused if they ever hoped to defeat Marendar. When Krakua had asked her to become a Toa, she hadn’t hesitated at all. She had no right to have fear or to back down from the opportunity, not when so many had died to protect the rest of them. At least, that’s what she had told him.
***Krakua stood on the far end of the Suva chamber. Around the circular stone stood Onepu, Vican, Dalu, Velika, and Balta. He had had a telepathic talk with Balta to advise him against mentioning Midak’s recruitment the previous night. Now, all five stood nervously, fidgeting with their Toa Stones and looking at him. “Well, my brothers and sister, let us begin.”The five Matoran tentatively placed their stones on the Suva’s slots. Krakua stood by and watched as the final hope of Spherus Magna was born.
***Raanu stood just outside the Suva, watching the event with curiosity. So the rumors were true: a Toa was still alive, and he was calling other Matoran forward for a dangerous task. Raanu saw as the five Matoran underwent their transformation with wonder. Nonetheless, the elder could not see how this would change their situation. If these Toa faced Marendar, they would be slaughtered, and their situation would only worsen. They stood no chance.There was no choice. The Agori would have to leave Atero Nui...perhaps, if these Toa somehow survived and succeeded, the Matoran could forgive them. He would have to accept, however, that forgiveness came second to survival.Raanu turned away from the Suva, and went to seek the other remaining Agori leaders. There was much planning to be done.
Posted Jul 18 2012 - 04:13 PM
[Chapter 11]"Eight Toa," the programmer mused to himself. "They must know how many my Marendar slaughtered already. Is this one last foolish attempt to bring him down?" He shrugged and cut the video feed. To each their own, really. He did what he had to survive, they did what they had to. He felt a pang of guilt as a small piece of the larger picture formed in his mind. They simply had no chance and he was commiting genocide against a fantastic group of beings with the ability to control the elements. What power!He stood up, stretched, and stepped outside onto a thin catwalk overlooking a vast hangar. He hadlaunched Marendar back to the planet several hours earlier and it always seemed so desolate afterwards.Ah, not that it really mattered. He never really cared for the company of others, and particularly not that of his own homicidal creations.He cracked his neck and stepped back inside. If things went well, this would be the last time he'd have to see his monster in action.
***The assembled Toa team stood in an awkward semi-circle outside the Suva, each trying to wrap their minds around the fantastic amount of power rushing through their bodies and the overwhelming, adrenaline-laced urge to take down Marendar.Midak had taken surprisingly well to being paired with Ahkmou and Gavla. He was always a little laid-back and though he hadn't forgotten the tales of horror that emanated from the pair, he was quick to forgive and eager to help. The three of them stood just a little distanced from the rest of the group and Ahkmou shifted on his feet, avoiding eye contact with the rest of them.There was a long pause as they all tried to put words to what they were feeling, and knowing that they were transformed to march to their death put a heavy weight on any feelings of celebration they might have had.Finally, Vican nodded at Gavla. "It's been a long time, Toa-sister."Gavla nodded back but said nothing. What happened in the past was irrelevant now, especially if they wanted to stay together as a team and not tear one another to pieces before Marendar could."So, when do we leave?" The voice was heavy, sharp. New bodies, new voices. It didn't matter who said it anyways, it was what they were all thinking in the end.Krakua smiled grimly. "Marendar will be back within a matter of days. For now, we train."
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***Later, after the Toa had settled into an empty room, the courtyard at the center of the fortress saw unexpected movement. A lone being pulled itself out of the piles of bodies. She was wounded, but not fatally. Somehow, she had survived the attack. Her left arm hung loosely, barely connected to her shoulder. She looked around her, witnessing the destruction that had fallen upon the Dark Hunters, and sighed.
Posted Jul 23 2012 - 11:07 AM
[Chapter 15]With a loud hiss, Nuhrii dipped the finished mask into the water once more and stepped back to admire his work, but felt only remorse. Even if this worked, it would be the last mask ever forged. His legacy was over and his talents would fade into obscurity regardless the destruction of the monster. He sighed and skipped his creation into his satchel. Time to go find Onepu.***As the Toa settled down in the Dark hunter's lair, the sun dipped below the horizon. The sky faded to black, revealing a glimmering light in the sky that, had anyone been watching, would have heralded the final arrival of the Great Demon, Marendar.The earth thundered and with an ear-shattering crack the robot tore through the atmosphere and touched down with all the poiseof a cannonball. Through the billowing dust clouds the vast figure emerged, its armour still white-hot from entry. It craned its neck upwards and gazed with calculated, emotionless hatred upon the darkened city of New Atero. One order flashed constant through its mind.***Several kio away, the thunder echoed through a cave where the Matoran's last hope lay dormant, nigh-oblivious to the imminent destruction of those they were created to protect. Ahkmou was the first to awaken, and through blurry vision spotted a sharp glow on the horizon. He stood up and simply stared in shock, apathy, and resignation as the monster tore through the outer walls. There was no way they could get there in time. Why had they all come out here on such a gamble when they knew Marendar's coming was so imminent? No, he had forgotten. There was only the three of them-- the rest were still in New Atero. He could only watch.MAhkmou reached down to his belt and fingered one of his daggers. Marendar was too powerful. If the Toa lost this battle, if even one Matoran survived, they would live with the nightmarish realization that even the last Toa on earth could not save them. Nobody deserved that. If they lost, it would serve whomever was left to know that the battle was lost because the great traitor and coward was their protector, and he had given up. They deserved to know that he was irreconcilable, that the Toa would have won if not for him. He pulled the dagger out and placed it to his throat. Yes, they deserved to know that there was a reason they lost, and he was it.***Nuhrii ran through the streets, gasping for breath even as dust clouded his lungs and stung his eyes. Rubble and bodies were strewn everywhere, shattered masks and limbs paved the streets. And suddenly, there they were, five Toa mounting a furious assault against the enormous metal creature."Onepu!" Nuhrii screamed, his voice barely carrying about the noise. He pulled the mask out of his satchel and held it above his head. "Use this mask!"Marendar whirled at the voice, and with a short, sharp movement, crushed the Ta-Matoran beneath his foot. The mask skittered across the ground, coming to rest in a darkened doorway. The mask glowed brightly for a second, its unstable force slowly leaking despite the Crafter's best efforts. Several pebbles nearby dematerialized into another dimension.
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***Lariska sat on the highest tower in the Dark Hunter fortress and saw the spectacle with amusement. Earlier in the day she had sat by and witnessed as the cowardly Toa faked his own death and fled. Soon after his companions left, he saw a lone Toa depart form New Atero, going southeast to a camp of Skakdi. Then, Marendar had arrived on New Atero again, and seven new Toa had risen to fight him. Their efforts had been fruitless, of course, but they had eventually succeeded in pushing him back. The land had been quiet for some time, but as the night approached the city of New Atero seen some activity. A steady exodus of Agori had begun to flee from the city, apparently deciding it was no longer safe. They fled from the east, the villagers making one last act towards survival.Just as the Agori were departing, the red star had crashed into the ground, and the Toa that had left earlier was now leading back a large company of Skakdi.The scene was set for a major confrontation.She saw as the monster ripped through the star’s shell, and waited.
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[Chapter 19]Over they years since Mata-Nui's rising, Toa teams from innumerable locations had banded together to seek out Matoran and led the evacuation into space. This exodous had created the population and society that once thrived in New Atero. Sixteen-hundred unique beings amassed from all corners of Mata-Nui and beyond ready to begin anew beyond the grasp of the evil Makuta.Now, as the moon rose high in the night sky; gleaming off the armour of the bodies in the streets, little less than two-hundred survivors hid in the catacombs beneath the city, cowering as the elements raged overhead, shaking the walls and shattering ear-drums. Their thoughts were as one, simultaneously hopeful and resigned to their fate. The Toa would not win.Onepu shifted on his feet and ducked under Karzahni's blow with lightning-fast reflexes, pounding the exterior suit with stone as hard and fast as he could manage. Adrenalin fueled by rage blinded his consciousness of the environment around him and more than once he grazed one of the others with a careless attack.Gavla strafed the creature using short, controlled bursts of energy to specific points around the knees and ankles. The beast faltered, mere inches off balance, and she called out to Midak, who took advantage to reach out to the microscopic grains of sand in Karzahni's armour to inch closer to vital functions; gears, tubes, electronics, anything left vulnerable. It was true they couldn't destroy the Marendar armour with elemental attacks, but if they could force it off its creator they would stand a chance.Their resident Toa of air stood back at a distance, carefully altering the airflow around the environment to guide his team-members to the most strategic attack positions. From the monster's viewpoint, it probably looked like an awful, scattered attempt to kill him with feeble elemental attacks, but all they needed to do was to drive Marendar into a point where he would be forced to charge forward in desperation. If Midak was successful in pulling even a tiny bit of armour off, Karzahni would panic and become careless. Then, if Onepu could pull himself back long enough to create an interdimensional gate...
***The Agori fled in a straight line towards the cliffs, hauling their tattered, sand-worn belongings; the less scrupulous of them carrying items looted from dead matoran's homes and bodies. Behind them lights flared and screams rose into the sky. The benevolent hid their faces under cloads to hide their horror and shame at their actions wile the cowardly gazed over their shoulders at the spectacle, proud to be safe from their bretheren.Suddenly the train stoped as two cloaked figures stood in their path without light or weapon. "We're all part of this world," the thin one growled with a sickly tinge to her voice. "We live and die as brothers and sisters. To abandon otherworlders to such a fate is irreconcilable. Isn''t that right, Ahkmou?" Lariska pulled back her hood and gave a bright look at the Toa of earth. She was enjoying this far too much. Whether she cared about the fate of anyone was always open to debate.Ahkmou simply nodded, feeling more ashamed that he now had less honour in the company of the infamous assassin than ever before. He was beginning to wish he hadn't simply faked his death.The Agori leader began to protest. "We're not about to--"Lariska stuck a knife between his eyes and shrugged as he dropped to the ground. "There's going to be a massacre one way or another. I don't care if I'm the one to start it."
***Krakua marched paralell to the motionless line of Agori, his army silent under cover of the night. This was a desperate gamblde to be sure, but so was te creation of the Toa. He only hoped that his psychic power was enough to keep the beasts under control long enough to drive Karzahni back into the portal.
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