[Author's note: Sinister Forces takes place after the end of the official BIONICLE story, several years after Journey's End. This epic is told from the POV of Toa Itahnu, a Mage/Warrior person. He is going to have to do some interesting things. Read on! But first, you must now this: footnotes. an asterisk indicates one. Or, if there is more than one, a small number marks one. Such as, this: 1.]
In a small-and I mean, really small- city somewhere east of Tesara, was a small residence in which a sort of wizard lived. This wizard was named Itahnu. Yes, you're speaking to him now. I assure you, anything and everything told in this story of mine is completely true. So, in this small dwelling was Yours Truly, simply practicing the ancient craft of Alchemy. Whilst mixing a healing potion, I decided to take a break from my work to check my mailbox. I walked outside and opened a metal box on a metal pole. Sure enough, there was a box marked, "Steel Wool!" I had ordered some of the substance to see if it actually existed. What magnificent and hardy livestock would produce wool made of steel!? So I excitedly opened the package before exclaiming, "This is not wool at all!*" It was a sort of wiry mesh, bundled into a small, brittle sphere of metal.
But, at that exact moment, a party of rough adventurers passed through. One gestured towards me, and said: "Say, you're a mage, right? We need a mage." An archer pulled on the man's sleeve, and said, "We don't have time to recruit random civilians to assist us. We already have a pyromancer." So, the group moved on.
Later that day, I bumped into an armored swordsman in the market. He simply stated, "Well, that was odd." and went on his way. It was much, much later that I realized this was something of significance. So I bought my groceries and went home. When my hut was reached, I found a piece of parchment on the ground at my feet. And so, I began to read...
[*Reference to The Last Stand: Union City.]
Edited by Dude w/ a Hat, Jan 02 2013 - 04:21 PM.