Fire Vs Ice: The Whisper Canyon Chronicles: Part One

[Ignacis]

Welcome to my ripped off mashed up story! Please note that respective characters, phrases, locations and all other related nouns are the properties of their respective owners. This story is rated PG, and contains mild, Bionicle related violence. I will be updating the story once a day (Oct. 15-21, 2011) for the first six days (as those chapters have already been written) and then about once a week afterwords. Please read and review and enjoy the story!

Fire Versus Ice

The Whisper Canyon Chronicles

A Combination Fan Fiction

By Ignacis

Chapter One

Why Are We Here?

Metru Nui was no stranger to civil war. It had been a few years after the Great Matoran civil war, but tensions were still high among the Matoran of the Great City. So when Makuta Teridax, their new leader, told the Ta-Matoran of the Ko-Matoran’s plot to gain back lost territory during the war near their mines in Onu-Metru, it was only a matter of time before new sides were drawn, and the Matoran were back on the front lines. Now they were divided into the two main elements of fire and ice. This stemmed from the two original groups that started the war, but not all of the Matoran were ready for another full scale, intercity conflict. Some stayed neutral, while others became arms for hire. Still more betrayed their Metru’s to fight for whom they thought were the true victims in the situation. But of all the stories, the battles, and all the platoons in the two Matoran armies, one set of warring factions in particular became the most intriguing, and influential in all the war. Their battle was for a simple canyon, which contained only two bases. The Fire army of Ta, Po and Onu-Metru built one, and another was constructed for the Ice army of Ko, Le and Ga-Metru. This site would become known as the Canyon of Unending Whispers. The conflict would go down in history as the Whisper Canyon Chronicles. These are those soldiers’ stories.

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It was four months after the start of the Second Matoran Civil War. Jala was standing guard on top of the local Fire Army’s base with his partner Nuhrii. Jala wore yellow armor, with a replica of a great Hau on his face. Nuhrii was maroon color from his feet to his Noble Ruru replica Kanohi. The air was dry, the sun was scorching, and above all, Jala was stuck with Nuhrii, who was about biggest suck up in the entire war. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Nuhrii spoke to him.“Hey,” he said, turning to face Jala.“Yeah?” he replied.“You ever wonder why we’re here?”“That’s one of life’s great mysterious, isn’t it? Why are we here? I mean, are we the product of some cosmic coincidence, or is there really a Great Spirit and Great Beings, watching everything, you know? With a plan for us and stuff? I don't know brother, but it keeps me up at night.”“What? I mean why are we out here? In this canyon?“Oh! Uh…yeah…” said Jala, trying to sound like he knew what Nuhrii had been talking about all along.“And what was all that stuff about Mata Nui?”“Ah, nothing.”“Do you want to talk about it?”“No.”“You sure?”“Yeah.”“Seriously though, why are we here? As far as I can tell, this is just a semi-boxed in canyon in the middle of Po-Metru with only two ways in or out, and that’s behind our bases. And the only reason we have Fire base here, is because they have an Ice base there, and the only reason they have a Ice base there, is because we have an Fire base here.”“That’s because we’re fighting each other, Akilini-Head,” said Jala. He was starting to get annoyed already.“But still, if we were to pull out today, and they were to come in here and take our base, they would have two bases in the middle of a semi-boxed in canyon. Whooptidoo.”“What’s up with that any way? I signed up to fight some wild Rahi and crazy Po-Matoran, but next thing I know, Makuta Teridax comes in a kills everything and everyone, and I am stuck here fighting a bunch of blue, green and white guys over some stupid plot of land. Talk about a waste of resources. I mean, we should be finding new and dangerous forms of Rahi and fight them.”“You’re right. That’s why they should put us in charge,” said Nuhrii.

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It was a hot, summer's day in Po-Metru and the Ice Army was spying on the Fire army. The Ice Army had set up their base first, but by the next day, the Fire army was there, with a fully operation base and a platoon of soldiers ready to fight them. Because they were under direct orders not to attack unless attacked, the Ice army spent most of their days scouting. A light blue, Great Pakari replica wearing Matoran named Takua, (who had transferred over to being a Ko-Matoran because he felt sympathetic with the them and had even undergone reconstruction to become various shades of light blue, to match the Ice army's general color scheme) was scouting with a Le-Matoran named Kongu, who wore a teal Kanohi Great Miru replica. The two had perched themselves on the ledge and Takua was using his upgraded disk launcher to spy on them while Kongu acted as a look out.“What are they doing?’ he asked suddenly.“What?” asked Takua in disbelief of what he was hearing.“I said, ‘What are they doing now?’”“Mata Nui curse you! I am getting so sick of answering that question!”“Hey you got the sniper launcher! I can't see Rahi droppings! Don't sit and yell at me because I am not going to sit up here and clean my Kanohi all day!”“Okay look; they are just standing there and talking, okay? That’s all they’re doing. That’s all they ever do is just stand there and talk. That’s what they were doing last week. That’s what they were doing when you asked me five minutes ago. So five minutes from now, when you ask me, ‘What are they doing?’ my answer is going to be they are still just talking and they are still just standing there.”Kongu paused and look around for signs of incoming enemies, but seeing nothing return to their conversation. “Well what are they talking about?”“You know what? I hate you.” Returning to his view through his disk launchers scope, he could see something different now. A third Matoran, this one in all red and wearing a specially designed Kanohi approached them. Well what do you know? Thing may finally get interesting around here after all.

Edited October 17, 2011 by Ignacis

[Ignacis]

Chapter TwoFire Gets a Delivery

“Ga-Matoran! Front and center on the double!” Jala and Nuhrii jumped at their sergeant’s commands and hurried down off of their base to stand at attention. “Hurry up! This ain’t no pick-up game of street Akilini!”“Pick-up game of street Akilini?” whispered Nuhrii to Jala. “Stop talking you two! Anyone want to guess why I gathered you here today?”“Is it because the war’s over and you’re sending us home?” asked Jala.“That’s exactly it private. War’s over. We won! Turns out you’re the big hero and we are going to hold a parade in your honor. I get to drive the float, and Nuhrii here is in charge of confetti!” “I’m no stranger to sarcasm, sir.”“Mata Nui curse you, private! Shut your mouth or else I’ll have Nuhrii steal your mask while you’re asleep!” “Oh, I’d do it too!” said Nuhrii with glee. “I know you would, Nuhrii,” said their sergeant. “You’re a good brother. Couple of things today, Ga-Matoran. Command has seen fit to increase our ranks here at Whisper Canyon Outpost Number One.”“Curses…we’re getting a rookie,” said Jala. “That’s right Rahi-bones. Our new recruit will be here within the week, but today, we received the first part of our shipments from command.” He turned around and called out to the hill behind them. “Zadakh, bring up the vehicle.” The two Matoran watched as their Vahki and mechanic, Zadakh, came over the hill in a large, ground transport vehicle of some kind. It had an open cockpit and a large disk launcher attached in the bed. The most striking feature of the vehicle was a large hook on the front that seemed to indicate it could be use for towing or getting other vehicles out of sticky situations. “Shotgun!” said Nuhrii. “Shotgun! Curses!” said Jala. “May I introduce our LEP Reconnaissance vehicle? It has armor plating, a suspension system, mounted automatic Rhotuka Spinner launcher position, and total seating for three. Gentlemen, this is the M12LRV. I like to call it the Vako.” “Why Vako sir?” asked Nuhrii. “Because ‘M12LRV’ is too hard to say in conversation, brother.” “No, but…why Vako? It looks nothing like a big horned Rahi,” said Jala. “Say that again,” demanded the sergeant. “I think it looks more like a Muaka.” “What in Ta-Metru is a Muaka?”“You mean like the mask company?” asked Nuhrii. “No, like a Muaka. It’s a big cat, like a Rock Lion,” said Jala. “You’re making that up,” stated the sergeant bluntly. “I’m telling you! It’s a real Rahi!”“Nuhrii, I want you to poison Jala’s next shipment of disks.”“Yes sir!” said Nuhrii with gusto. “Look…see this big hook here? It looks like a horn. Now what kind of Rahi has a horn?”“A Kikanalo,” said Jala flatly. “Didn’t I just tell you to stop making up Rahi?”Across the way, Takua and Kongu were still spying on the Fire army in the hot afternoon sun. Takua was about to leave when suddenly a large vehicle came up over the hill and parked in front of the base. “Whoa! What is that thing?” asked Kongu. “I don't know, Kongu. It looks like some kind of ground vehicle down there. We better get back to base and report it,” said Takua, stowing his disk launcher. “Wait! A ground transport? How come they get a ground transport?”“What are you complaining about? We are about to get a tank, based off a Nui-Jaga, in the very next drop.” “You can't pick up Ga-Matoran in a tank,” sighed Kongu. “Oh you know what? You could complain about anything, couldn’t you? We are about to get a tank, and you’re worried about Ga-Matoran. What Ga-Matoran are you going to pick up? And secondly, how are you going to pick them up invehicle that looks like that?”“Well, what kind of vehicle is it?”“I don't know. I’ve never seen a ground transport like that,” Said Takua, looking at the vehicle through his disk launcher’s scope. “It looks like…some kind of cat Rahi,” said Takua, using his disk launcher to get a better look. “Like a Muaka?” suggested Kongu. “Yeah, there you go.”Meanwhile, the sergeant was finishing up his discussion with his two privates. “So unless anyone has anymore mythical creatures to suggest as a name for the new vehicle, we are going to stick with…the Vako. How about it Jala?”“No sir. No more suggestions,” sighed Jala. “Are you sure? How about Keetongu?” “It’s okay,” said Jala, sounding more and defeated. “Kanohi Dragon?”“No…no really, I'm fine…”“Mana-Ko?”“Turaga Nui?” said Nuhrii. “Hey, he doesn’t need any help,” snapped Jala. “Rahi Nui?”Jala let out a long sigh as he tried to ignore the rest of Vakama’s comments. “Hey Nuhrii, what the name of that bug that eats your muscle?”“That would be the Dust Darter, sir.”“Hey Jala? Darter thingy? How about that? I like it. It’s got a ring to it.”After several more belittling jokes, the sergeant left them for the day. Jala and Nuhrii continued on their watch until the early evening, and then heading inside their base for the night. Seeing the Fire army turn to their bunks, the Takua and Kongu went back to base to prepare for their shipment the next day. As the sun began to set, the soldiers turned in for the night. Little did they know, that even as they slept, and the wheels of destiny were already turning in all of their lives. Tomorrow was going to be a big day, and the day the battle for Whisper Canyon would finally begin.

Edited October 19, 2011 by Ignacis

[Ignacis]

Chapter Three

The Rookies

The sun above Metru Nui blazed as the Fire Army stood at their lookout spots. It had been three days since Command had sent them their new vehicle, the Vako, and now the Fire troops were “eagerly” awaiting the arrival of their new teammate. Today, Jala and Nuhrii were talking about a previous battle they had been in together during the first Civil War that the Matoran had fought.“Well, that’s not exactly what happened,” said Nuhrii.“Yes it is! You said ‘I’m not going to Le-Metru,’ and then next thing I know you hitch a chute and…”“Excuse me sirs?”Nuhrii and Jala turned to see a Matoran, dressed head to toe in tan armor, including his Hau replica mask. He carried a simple disk launcher.“Sirs?” asked Nuhrii.“Ah curses,” said Jala.“I was told to report to Whisper Canyon Outpost Number One and speak to whoever’s in charge,” said the tan Matoran.“Sorry brother, Vakama is at Command getting orders. Ain’t nobody in charge today.”“Actually private, he left me in charge while he’s gone,” said Nuhrii.“You are such a kiss-mask,” said Jala.“Also, he told me if I had any trouble from you, I should,” Nuhrii paused to clear his throat. “‘Get in the Vako and crush your head like a Bula Berry.’”“That’s the worst impression I’ve ever heard…”“Okay rookie, what’s your story?” asked Nuhrii, returning his attention to the new Matoran.“Private Hafu reporting for duty, sir! I’m ready to fight some Ko-Matoran.”“Couple of things here, rookie,” said Jala. “First off, Private Hafu? I think someone needs a new nickname. Secondly, what’s with the Kanohi?”“This is the standard issue Hau,” said Hafu.“Yeah, I know. Listen, only two types of Matoran wear standard issue Kanohi. Officers and recruits. And since you’re not threatening to gut me like a Razorfish, you’re probably not an officer.”“Well, you’re wearing a Hau.”“No, I'm wearing a yellow Hau. It’s not a typical secondary Ta-Metru color. It’s different,” said Jala bluntly.“Well, how do I get a different mask?”“I bet the Ko-Matoran don't have to put up with this nonsense…” mumbled Nuhrii.

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Across the canyon, the Ice Army’s shipment had just flown in. It was an impressive sight. The tank was twice as large as the Fire Army’s ground transport, and its massive Cordak Blaster mount could easily blow apart the entire base. The new recruit was a pretty typical solider. He wore a white, Noble Mahiki-styled Kanohi and his main armor color was white. He was equipped with a standard disk launcher. Takua was slowly getting more annoyed by the second as the new recruit spoke. He had not stopped talking since the ship had put him down, and seemed to have almost no patience or respect when it came to rank.“So I said to the guy, ‘How are you going to get the tank down into the canyon?’ and he goes ‘I’ll just put it on the airship,’ and I go ‘If you have a airship that can carry a tank, why not just put disk launchers on the ship and use it instead?’”“Hey Ehrye,” said Kongu.“Yeah?” he answered excitedly.“You’re ruining the moment. Shut up.”“Oh…okay. You got it, brother,” said Ehrye awkwardly.Takua continued to stare at the tank. It was truly a masterpiece of Le-Matoran ingenuity and Po-Matoran craftsmanship. In all, it had four large treads that would allow the vehicle to not only travel at high speeds, but also take 90-degree turns. Its thick armor plating was designed to not only protect the Matoran inside, but also defuse any special powers the disks might have that would otherwise disable, shrink or teleport the tank. Finally, the large, 360 degree spinning cockpit came equipped with a rapid firing Rhotuka Launcher and Cordak Blaster, which automatically reloaded and could fire a single round every four seconds.“You know what? I could blow up the entire city with this thing…” he said, imagining himself driving the tank from Metru to Metru, taking out all hostile opponents to bring and end to the war.“You know what, forget what I said before,” said Kongu, now turned to Takua. “We can definitely pick up water-sisters in this thing. Probably two, three sisters a piece!”“Oh brother, listen to you. What are you going to do with two Ga-Matoran?”“Brother, water-sisters are like Toa Kaita: The more you can hook up, the better it gets.”

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Back on the Fire Army’s base, the Matoran were still trying to figure out what Hafu could do until Vakama got back. They could not have him just stand around with them; that would drive them insane. Also, they could not give the rookie any real orders, as their orders from command had not yet come in for the week. Suddenly, Nuhrii got an idea.“Okay, Private Hafu, here’s the deal...”“I just refuse to call him Private Hafu!” said Jala. Nuhrii ignored him, and continued speaking the rookie, who was at full attention.“We’ve got a very important mission for you. Do you think you can handle it?”“Absolutely!” he said. Mata Nui, this guy is dumber than he sounds, thought Nuhrii.“We need you to go the trading post, and get two quarts of elbow grease.”“Yeah, and uh…pick up some headlight fluid for the Muaka, too,” said Jala, catching on to Nuhrii’s plan.“The what?” asked Hafu.“He means the Vako,” said Nuhrii.“You do know where the trading post is, right rookie?” asked Jala, leaning toward Hafu, and looking out the top of his Kanohi’s eye slits.“What?” said Hafu, obviously flustered. “Yeah…yeah! Of course I do! Sure. No problem!” he finished, gaining false confidence with each word.“Well, get going then!” said Nuhrii, pointing away from the base. Hafu took off at a dead sprint. Jala shouted after him.“Other way!”“I knew that! Just got turned around! That’s all!” he called back, and did a full 180-degree turn and began to run away from the base.“How long until you think he figures out there is no trading post, or that we did not give him any widgets to buy anything?” ask Nuhrii, chuckling slightly.“I’d say…” said Jala, counting off on his fingers. “At least a week.”“You think that we were too mean to our brother?” asked Nuhrii, staring out as Hafu ran towards one of the cliffs.“Naw,” said Jala, waving his hand. “He’ll just wander out on the cliffs for a few hours. What’s the worst that could happen?”When he was sure he was far enough away, Hafu stopped and look back at the base with disgust.“Elbow grease? How stupid to they think I am? Once I get back to the base with that headlight fluid, I am going to talk to the sergeant.” Invigorated with his new frustration, Hafu powered it into his legs and took off into the cliffs. After several minutes, he could see another structure on the horizon. That must the trading post! He thought eagerly, and took off at a sprint. As he neared, his excited boiled over and he suddenly exclaimed “Finally! There it is! Oh sweet! They sell tanks!” As Hafu neared the building, he could have never imagined that he was walking into not only enemy territory, but the enemy’s very base.Review the story here --->http://www.bzpower.com/board/index.php?showtopic=905&st=0&p=13074&&do=findComment&comment=13074

[Ignacis]

Chapter Four

Head Akilini-Head in Charge

Takua continued to marvel at the tank they had just received in their latest shipment. It filled him with so much enthusiasm; he could feel it spilling over into his conversation. Even Kongu’s endless jokes about picking up Ga-Matoran were making him chuckle, but he soon realized what he was doing. Kongu knew nothing about love or dating. His idea of a date was going to a club, getting as many girls to follow him home and then spending the whole night up with them bragging about how awesome of an Akilini player he was. To be honest, Kongu’s comments often offended Takua more than they had made him laugh. Ga-Matoran deserved respect, especially since they were out numbered five to one on the island and were probably the greatest victim of the war. After mentioning how Ga-Matoran were like Toa Kaita, Takua had to speak up, but was careful about how he went about showing his displeasure.“Yeah, I’ll let you in on a little secret. I’ve actually got a girl back home.”“Oh yeah?” asked Kongu. “Sister-friend or sister-mate?”“No brother, she’s just my sister-friend. We were going to be united but…I got shipped out and…ah, you know how it works.”“Oh…well, you going to be united when you get back?” asked Kongu.Before Takua could answer, Ehrye suddenly interrupted.“I’m not going to get united. My teacher always said ‘Why buy the Mahi when you can get the milk for free?’”“Hey private,” said Takua, stepping forward. “Did you just call my sister-friend a Mahi?”“No, I think he called her a Kraata!” said Kongu.“I’ll tell you what, Eyre,” said Takua, already formulating a plan to get rid of the recruit for the rest of day, possibly the week. “I could sit out here listen to you insult my sister-friend all day long, but as it turns out, I’ve got a lot more important job for you to do.” “Great…” mumbled Ehrye.“See, we’ve got this general,” he said.“Yeah, the general brother…” said Kongu, half catching onto Takua plan.“Who likes to come by and make random inspections of bases. So what I’m going to have you do, is I’m going to have you go in the base, and stand right next to the flag at attention, just in case he decides to come by.” It was one of Takua’s more brilliant plans. Not only did it get the rookie out of the way, but kept him out of the way no matter what he wanted to do. It was as if they had an actual commanding officer giving them orders.“When is he coming by?” asked Ehrye.“We never sure-think,” said Kongu. “It could be today, it could be a week from now.”“You want me to stand at attention for a week?” asked Ehrye, his eyes growing in disbelief.“You know, you don’t sound very grateful,” said Takua, mustering up every ounce of authority he could into his voice. “This is the most important job at the whole base. You’re going to be right there with the flag!”“What’s so important about the flag?” asked Ehrye, looking more confused and nervous than ever. Takua had to stop himself. For once, the rookie’s stupidity had actually helped him. Takua did not have an immediate comeback for such a ridiculously stupid question.“Ah come on,” he said, trying to sound as confident as he did before. “Don’t they teach you guys anything in training?”“They didn’t tell us anything about a flag,” said Ehrye, now regaining his composure. “Why is it so important?”“Because it’s the flag, brother, you know…it’s the flag! It’s the fl…It’s…Kongu! You tell him why the flag is so important!” The words flew out of his mouth before he knew he had said them. Well, at least Kongu can bumble around for a bit while I think of a more impressive answer.“Well…it’s…it’s complicated,” he stuttered, slowly grasping a hold of what he was trying to say. “It’s got our Akilini symbols, we live out our Akilini symbols…”“It’s just important, okay? Trust us,” said Takua, sparing Kongu from saying something really stupid and nonsensical. “So when the general comes by the first thing he’s going to want to do is inspect the flag.”“Right!” said Kongu.“So just go in there,” said Takua, pointing to the base. “You know, far away from us, and wait for him.” As soon as the words exited his mouth, Ehrye took of for the base at a brisk jog. To Takua’s displeasure, when he got about half way there, he turned back around and called out to him.“How will I know when I see him?”“There’s only three of us out here, Akilini-head! He’s the only Matoran who doesn’t look like one of us,” said Kongu, rolling his eyes.“Now get in there and don’t come out!” said Takua, forcing himself to keep his disk launcher lowered. When Ehrye was inside the base, he turned to Kongu. “Man, that Matoran is dumber than you are!”“You mean he’s dumber than you are,” he replied smirking.“Wow Kongu…that was a great comeback,” he said, rolling his eyes.“Uh, Mr. Takua! Sir!” called Ehrye, poking his head out the door to the base.“Mata Nui protect me,” he mumbled to himself. “What?” he called out to Ehrye, then turned to Kongu and said, “Kongu, I swear. I’m going to kill him!”“Sorry about calling your sister-friend a Mahi…”“EHRYE! SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP! YOU’RE DRIVING ME CRAZY! GET IN THERE! Kongu? Are you laughing at me?” he said, as he turned around, preparing to raise his weapon.“Excuse me sir, can I ask you a question?” said a voice from behind him. Takua flinched as he stopped himself from spinning on the spot and firing his Kanoka Disk of Teleportation at the Matoran behind him. Without spinning around, he spoke in a slow, clear voice.“Pray to Mata Nui above, rookie. If I turn around and you are not inside, I…I can't be held responsible for what I am going to do to you!”“What did I do?” asked the Matoran. That was the last straw for Takua. He loaded his disk launcher and started counting out loud, still facing away from the base. “One…”“Aw, give me a break!”“Two!”“Fine!”Relaxing as the Matoran’s footsteps faded away into the building, Takua stowed his launcher and turned to Kongu, a new cheer resounding in his voice.“Well, enough gabbing out of us! Let’s take this bad boy out for a spin!”As Hafu entered the trading post, he immediately saw a Ko-Matoran, standing next to a bright white flag covered in symbols of some kind. He could not see any sign of other goods, but the sight the Matoran was more than enough to raise his spirits.“Wow! You got here fast!” said the Matoran, straighten up.“Why is everyone so rude in this canyon?” he asked, pausing for a moment to catch his breath.“I’m not, sir! What can I do for you?”“Finally,” said Hafu, straightening up. “Someone with a little respect around here.”“Yes sir!” said the Matoran, also straightening his posture. “I assume you are here because of this.” He pointed to flag. Hafu’s spirit fell slightly. If this was the trading post, then they must have been out of stock of supplies. He had no need for the flag, but at the same time, he should at least come back with something. I should double check to see if they keep their supplies somewhere else. They might be having a sale on these or something so that’s why he’s trying to get me interested in it. “Wait, is this all you have?”“Uh, yes sir! That’s it!”“Ah man…this figures…Rahi droppings!” he muttered, staring at the floor. “What about elbow grease? Headlight fluid?” he asked, looking up at the Ko-Matoran.“Umm…no! All we have is this flag!”“Well, I can't go back empty handed. I guess I will take that,” he said, and pointed at the flag.“Sure. That makes sense…I guess,” said the Ko-Matoran, and handed him the flag.“Man, they are going to give me such a hard time for coming back with just this stupid flag…”Takua turned to Kongu, a new cheer in his voice. Now that the rookie was gone, it was time to test drive their new vehicle.“Let’s take this bad boy out for a spin!” he said, stowing his launcher on his back. “Go ahead and hop in Kongu.”“Me? I can't drive that thing! I just operated the chutes, remember?”“You’re telling me you have no idea how to drive any kind of vehicle?” said Takua, not believing what he was hearing. It was a Ta-Matoran telling him they did not know how to make Kanohi or Kanoka Disks.“I don’t even know how to use your disk launcher. Don’t you know how to drive that?”“No! Mata Nui protect us! Who is running this army?” he called out to the sky.“Hey! Just wanted to let you know the general stopped by and picked up the flag!” It was Ehrye calling from the base. Just the sound of his voice made Takua want to shoot something. He had no time for the cool dudes at command, let alone the ones in his platoon too.“Yeah, okay! Whatever Akilini-head!” he called back, then turned his attention to Kongu and the tank. “Why would they give us a tank, if nobody here knows how to drive the blasted thing?” As he fumed over the current situation, Takua felt like shooting something, even the tank, was the only thing that was going to keep him from going insane in this canyon. Between the tank no one could drive and Ehrye going on about the general…“Wait a second…what did he just say?” he asked Kongu. The Le-Matoran froze, a look of pure shock on his face. Without speaking, both Matoran drew their weapons and headed for the base. There were only three other Matoran in this entire canyon besides their squad, and now one of them had just taken their flag without any of them noticing. This brush with death made Takua realize that the war had finally come to the Whisper Canyon.