This is the sequal to Takanuva and Gali Nuva: The Forgoten Prophesy. Read it right here! The review to it is linked to the story. The sequal:

The Great Being's Final Trial

Chapter 1: New Toa Arive

The Great Being’s Final Trial


It was a normal night in Mata-koro. Takanuva was keeping the Guard some company that night. He was also helping them in various ways, like saying the reason Jala was late was because he and Hahli were on a date.

“Seriously! She just walks up to him and sticks a flower in his mask! Just like-” He began, but a voice on the path ahead stopped him cold. “Takua!” It was Jaller. Takanuva looked like he was about to have his head cut off. However, if Jaller had heard them, he paid no heed. He had bigger things than that on his mind. “Takau!” It came again. Takanuva noticed a note of panic in Jaller’s voice.

Jaller being panicked wasn’t a good thing.

“Jala? What’s going on?” He called. Jaller came running into view. “Takua! News from the Ga-wahi watch! Seven objects were spotted falling from the sky!” He shouted. Takanuva was on the verge of falling over with laughter at that moment. “I don’t think falling stars counts as guard trouble.” He managed to get out without laughing. Jaller’s next words threw him into shock. “I used a Ko-koro lens to get a better look at them!” Jaller explained as he entered the gate. “Takua, their canisters! And they just washed up on shore!” Every living thing stopped breathing. Taknuva stared at him, then looked through the trees at the distant ocean. “Sound the alarm!” He yelled.


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A Scout, a Laugh, and Seven New Toa.

It was tense. Every living thing was on edge. But one question still lingered. “Are they friend or foe?” Tahu asked. “Well, time will tell.” Jaller answered. “Guard! Don’t fire until I give the command!” By this point the turaga had been roused, though Nuji hadn’t really gone to sleep, unless you count muttering “Freedom…” with his eye’s half closed asleep. “Why does this remind me of the night before the toa came? Why?” Whenua muttered. “Isn’t that a good thing?” Lewa asked. He never had liked things really tense. “Never mind that. Are all the villagers hidden?” Takanuva asked. “All are downtree.” Matau confirmed. A chorus of laughter rose from a group of scouts. “What’s going on? Who pulled a Lewa?” Pohatu asked. Jala was in the process of finding out just that. A moment later he too, joined in the laughter. He then ran over to the toa. “Well that’s a first.” He mumbled to himself, then told the toa, “Kapura came back from scouting, and he appeared on a barrel of water. He got unbalanced and fell into a maha pen! Oh that was good! Anyway, do stop being so serious! He said they looked to be toa. The only strange thing he said was that they each seemed to be carrying an instrument. When you hear a rapid drum beat, then you’ll know there about a mile off.” The atmosphere instantly changed from tense to loose. Even Kopaka smiled. “Well then lets join or long lost brothers! Open the gates!” Takanuva called.



I stumbled to consciousness. I was dimly aware of the rocking of my canister. Canister? Then it came back. The gathering of the toa, (prototypes as we called ourselves) Mata-nui appearing, the flash of light while we were put into canisters and sent to the island of Mata-nui. Then I felt something besides the rolling ocean. My canister came to a rest. Somewhere behind my head, part of the canister came off and my pieces were flung onto the beach. The first thing I noticed was the air. It was different. Not bad, just different. It smelled- clean! I noticed things scurrying around me. My pieces. They seemed to have a mind of their own. My leg-pieces joined my foot-pieces, and then they seemed to take on one mind. But no matter what mind they took on, they had one goal- get put together. A few minutes later, I stood looking around at the others. Then I remembered that I was missing one thing, my trumpet. I ran to my canister and, to my relief found it lying in the back. I strapped it to my back and ran to meet the others. KopakaGee, LewaGee, MindwormTrainer, Pucateamskater, GaliGee, and Bane. We sat on the rocks waiting for each other. When we were all assembled we decided to do a quick tune up. I should tell you now, we all played an instrument. Bane played the flute, GaliGee played the clarinet, MindwormTrainer played the trombone, LewaGee played the saxophone, KopakaGee played the snare drum, Pucateamskater played the timphony drum, and as I’ve said, I played the trumpet. Whether by some magic in the canister, or a gift from Mata-nui, all our instruments were perfectly tuned. Our next action was to decide where to go. “I say we wait till someone finds us.” KopakaGee said. “But that may not be for a few days.” Pucateamskater countered. “I say we go to the nearest village.” I decided to step in. “I’m with Pts. Let’s go to the nearest village. And if my last dream serves me right, that would be Mata-koro.” “Whatwhere is this Mata-koro?” LewaGee asked. “Mata-nui told me that the matoran now live in one village. It’s based around kini-nui, and is called Mata-koro.” We voted. It was unanimously voted that we would go to Mata-koro. “So who’s going to be chronicler? I was last time.” GaliGee asked. “I will.” I volunteered. “KG, give us a beat.” KopakaGee struck a beat on his snare drum. I matched it on my trumpet. A few minutes later we were playing and marching our way to the gates of Mata-koro.



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NEW! Chapter 3:


The Trial Begins

Unseen, a cloud rolls along the clear sky. It vanishes suddenly, as if it had been watching the entire thing then been called back. In the Halls of the Universe, the assembled Great Beings turned to look at one brother- Brother Mata-Nui. “So.” Brother Tonak accused. “So.” Mata-Nui turned away from his fellow brother. “They deserved to be warned.” He said defiantly. “And that’s that.” At this point a close brother of Tonak stepped forward to face Mata-nui. “Listen Brother. You gave us these powers. Were not afraid to use them. The void may have bore you first, but are still equal.” Mata-nui turned to the void that was looming over them. “Peace, Markot. I am first borne. If I could change that, I would. But I can’t.” He told him neutrally. “Peace?” Makot asked. He raised his voice louder. “PEACE!? My favorite brother was killed! You expect me to be at peace?!” Mata-nui turned to him. There was an edge in his voice when he spoke. “Makuta challenged my authority. He refused to learn his lesson the easy way, so he choose to learn it the hard way.” Mata-nui noticed that his fellow brothers were looking at him in anger. “Are you all going to challenge my authority?” He asked slowly. There were murmurs among the Great Beings. Tonak stepped forward. “Yes, we are.” He said. Mata-nui drew his staffs. Then he let them fall on the floor. “All right, I’ll make you a wager.” He said. There was a note of joy in his voice. Tonak looked from the staffs to Mata-nui, then nodded. Mata-nui continued. “It goes like this. If the island doesn’t survives the last trial, I will give my lordship to you, Tonak, and agree to follow whatever orders you give me for the first day of your reign. If they win, I keep my lordship, and you all will be banished to the void, or you will become a mortal and serve as a slave to the islanders for a mortal lifetime.” Brother Aslan stood up. “I refuse this. I have always acknowledged you’re leadership. I ask your mercy.” Mata-nui smiled. “You are above these plots, and you have always been a good friend and brother. You shall be shone mercy.” There were whispers flying everywhere. Finally Tonak looked Mata-nui in the eye and did something unexpected. He spoke seven words that threw the cosmos into discord. “The rest of us will take it.” Mata-nui smiled. “Then let the trial begin!” He shouted.



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To some very spoiled reviewers, chapter 4:



New guys, meet the old guys.

Takanuva jumped. He had just heard a rapid drumbeat. A trumpet joined it. Then a flute, a clarinet, a saxophone, a trombone, and a deep drum. Then the sound started moving in the direction of the village. He shouted to the other toa, “Brothers! They are coming!” The toa immediately scrambled to their feet. The sound came nearer. He noticed that when someone wasn’t playing, a laugh or a remark came. The bushes on the edge of the clearing shook, then 7 figures came into view. The music stopped and the figures looked at the toa. The toa nearly fell over.

Have you ever said some thing into a canyon or someplace where your voice echoes a lot? You know the feeling you get when you hear your voice? That’s the feeling the toa got right now. Only instead of hearing themselves, they thought they were seeing themselves. The each of the figures looked exactly like one of the toa. The one that looked like Takanuva stepped forward. He spoke in a voice similar to Takanuva’s, but deeper. “Allow me to introduce us. I am Tol, Toa of Hope. And you must be Takanuva, Toa of Light. Or better know as Takua.” He paused to look around at the assembled toa, then continued. “GaliGee, Toa of Faith, is the one who looks like Gali. LewaGee, Toa of Joy, is the one who looks like Lewa. KopakaGee, Toa of Peace, is the one- well you get the picture. Now the Tahu looking one is Bane, Toa of Courage. The guy who looks fascinatingly like Onua is Pucateamskater, Toa of Persistence, or as we fondly call him, Pts, Toa of Work Ethnic. And Pohatu’s double over there is Mindwormtrainer, Toa of Certainty.” This drove the toa into deeper awe and confusion. “But-you-us-” Pohatu stuttered. “We do look alike, don’t we?” The one called Bane said. Sarcastically I might add. “One begins to wonder how we know so much. Well let’s just say, in another world, beyond the sea, you’re thought to be a toy.” For saying this, he got a slap on the mask by GG. “You’ll have to excuse him.” She told them, “Though what he says is true, he could still use a few lessons in manners.” There were scattered chuckles among the newcomers. The one called Tol, still chuckling, turned to face the toa again. “But come, let us go inside where we can talk more comfortably. We have grave matters to discuss.” There were a few mumbles of agreement, but Takanuva still had a few questions he wanted answered. “How do you know so much about us? And how do we know you aren’t against us?” He asked. Pts piped up this time. “We told you, we followed your progress in the toys.” Tol nodded, and then answered the second question. “And if we were against you would we acknowledge that we know about the trial?” He asked. In a whisper he added, “I have something that could prove that we are with you, but I will not show it here. With the trial coming, showing it could be disastrous.” This seemed to reassure the toa and they went into Mata-koro, where they were greeted by the turaga, and then they all sat down in a private hut to talk. But only vaguely know to them, the first part of the trial was about to begin.

And unbeknownst to even to the Great beings, this trial would turn into an all out war that would shake the foundations of the cosmos. For in the darkness, a great evil had been revived. And it had a score to settle with an island and a person, both called Mata-nui.


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Chapter 5:


A secret revealed, a few karana, and a whole lot of trouble


“So what can you tell us about this trial?” Turaga Vakama asked us as we sat down in the Turaga Hut. “We were hoping you could fill us in.” KopakaGee responded in surprise. The Turaga and the toa filled us in on what they knew, and we added what we knew and finally summarized that the trial had already started and that we didn’t know allot. “Well we can’t really do much except keep the guard on full alert, draw all our outposts and scouts to here, and keep our guard up.” Jaller told them. He was stating the obvious, but he had a point. “I don’t suppose your thing that proves you’re with us would help us?” Takanuva questioned, though what he was getting at was, “So what is this thing you mentioned and how does it prove you’re with us?” Tol smiled. “No, but while were on the subject, here it is.” He said, and he drew his staff, put it on the table and slid it to Takanuva. He leaned back in his chair and told them, “Take it in and notice the symbols on one side.” Takanuva studied it and then responded, “What? I see 4 strings making a knot, the sign of the guard, a book, and jesters hat.” The turaga gasped. Nearly everyone jumped. “What!?” Takanuva yelled in surprise. Vakama asked, in a rather shaky voice, “M-may I see that, Takanuva?”

I inwardly smiled. Even if I didn’t know the full extent of my staffs powers, I was sure the turaga did. For a Year and a day, I had searched for those symbols, and now I only lacked one. I was seeking, what I called, “The Truth.” I had convinced myself that finding the souls of the songs of virtue would give me this. For a year and a day, and still I could recall the moment I found each of them. However at this point, I dropped back to earth. The turaga had started to explain. “These markings are symbolic of the virtues. The knot represents Unity, the guard is symbolic of Duty, the book is symbolic of destiny, and the jesters hat is symbolic of wisdom.” I could tell that More than one person was confused at this point. “If I can say this in a word, huh?” Kopaka asked. Vakama sighed. “Nuji? Would you?” He asked his fellow turaga. Nuji walked forward and spoke in a grave manner. No wonder, as what he said was indeed a grave thing. “Yesterday, as has happened recently, I went to the wall of prophecy and found new writing. This writing spoke of a 7 new protectors would come and that we would know they were on our side by the fact that one of them would be carrying a staff with the symbols of the virtues. However, this passage triggered a memory of another one, witch goes like this:

To find the truth,
The one must go,
To the corners of the world.

And here he shall find,
What he seeks,
If he seeks it for us all.

For only when the seeker finds,
Each individual song,
Shall the truth be revealed,
And the island be found ‘fore long.

And only if the island long forgotten,
Is reunited with us all,
Will we be strong enough to survive,
The Great Beings Final Trial.

But be warned while you have the chance,
That only one amongst us all,
Will make the final sacrifice,
A sacrifice of all.

An evil will come against us,
An evil known to all,
And unto this evil,
Will every barrier fall.

Here, now you have been warned,
Now you may save us from the one,
The one that for a hundred years,
Was thought to be over and done.”

There was silence following this. “Uh, so this tells us?” Tahu finally asked. “Basically this speaks of 3 things. Firstly, the one who seeks the songs of virtue must seek them for the good of all. Was this your plan, Tol?” Onewa answered and asked. I thought for a minute. “I had set out on my quest to find it for myself, but I had always assumed that I would not withhold it if someone asked me.” I finally told them. “Let us hope that that is good enough.” Nokoma said wearily. “Another thing it speaks of is that an evil will come against us, an evil known to all. What evil isn’t widely known?” I could name several. However instead of naming them, I decided to give an idea. “Well what’s the first thing you think of when you think of evil?” I asked. Vakama’s eyes widened. “No.” He mumbled. “No. It isn’t… It can’t… KAPURA!” He finished with a call. Two seconds after that, Kapura appeared. Vakama whispered something to him and he disappeared again. “A wigdet for your thoughts?” Pohatu asked. “No.” Vakama responded sharply. A few minutes later he returned. He whispered something to vakama and then stood there. Vakama sighed. “My worst fear is confirmed. One hundred years ago, Takanuva had just found out who he was. One hundered years ago, the toa’s unity was put to the ultimate test.” He told us. He sighed again. Then it hit me. “One hundered years ago, Makuta’s reign of terror ended.” I whispered for him. “But the Great Beings wouldn’t revive Makuta just to test us! They wouldn’t revive him for anything!” Lewa exclaimed. “But it doesn’t say that he’s part of the trial.” I reminded them. Takanuva glanced at me with a little surprise on his mask. “True. You’re suggestion is?” He asked. I noted that he had lost the suspiciousness in his voice. “I think that since Great Beings can’t die, he has been reborn and has yet to reveal himself.” This apparently made sense to them. There was a murmur of somewhat approval. “And the, well it’s the second thing, it talks about is a sacrifice. A sacrifice of all.” Whenua said, trying to move the discussion along. “Well, that’s kind of obvious, isn’t it?” GaliGee responded. “One of us will sacrifice ourselves to defeat Makuta.” There were nods around the table to this. At that moment, a scream was heard. In a minute the toa were outside. The rest of us, less trained and in tune to our senses weren’t far behind. I grabbed my staff and sprinted for the door. I looked around and all seemed quiet. “HEADS UP!” Lewa yelled. I ducked just in time. A buzzing noise barley missed my head. I looked up and saw the last thing I expected. “Nui-Rama?” Mindwormtrainer asked in surprise. “I’m more worried about what they’re wearing! Look!” Kopaka Yelled. I looked. I nearly dropped dead. Nui-Rama attacking anything isn’t good, but 14 toa are more than a match for a swarm. But then I saw the krana. And I noticed round objects that weren’t the right shape for Rahi. But they weren’t any better. They were- “Borohk! Rahi and Borohk! Mata-nui protect us!” Bane yelled. But there was no time for awe. Takanuva had just grasped that and was yelling orders. Before you could say “knife” The best fighters in the guard were with us and the Kahu Air Force was taking off. But the Swarm was attacking again. At first, I just waved my staff around hoping to hit something. I soon came to my senses and realized that this wasn’t doing any good. I finally said to myself, “Well what do I gotta lose?” And used my eyes. I spotted Bane, trying to fight a Korahk, Levahak, and 2 Nui-Rama. Without thinking I ran forward and, using my staff as a bat, swung at the Levahak. I made contact. The Levahak made a “chirkt” like it was annoyed then turned to face me. Then I realized just how much fighting has to it. The Levahak had a strong head, two pincers and the ability to shoot acid. I had a staff and some untrained powers. I decided to let my reflexes take over. That was my first good decision. The Levahak tried to ram me. Instinct made me flip over it and spin around, using the force of the spin to slash the acid-spitting Borohk. That was my first score. “Nice move, brother.” Bane said. “Looked like a dance move.” I smiled. “Life is a dance.” I responded, quoting from one of my songs. “Time to dance for our life.” And in that moment I realized just how much truth there was to that. “Yeah, time to dance.” I thought. A knock on my armor brought me back to Mata-nui. The Levahak had just rammed me. “So, you wanna dance? Top this!” I yelled and sprang forward. Or more technically, I jumped on its head, swiveled around, hooked my staff on its jaw, jumped forward, reached behind me, grabbed my staff and heaved forward. In three seconds I had
1) Created a move later called ‘The jaw heave’,
2) Made a Borohk fly 3 feet, unaided by a vu,
3) Knocked a Borohk senseless.
Needless to say, I was later very proud. However at that point, I was more worried about who was next than I was about what I was doing. “One down, three hundred to go.” I mumbled. Then I got an idea. I spotted a Niu-Kopen. Mustering all my strength, I jumped. I managed to get hold of one of its claws, and as it tried to shake me off, I used the motion to swing onto its back. I quickly grabbed a karana and pulled. It was practically glued to the Nui-Kopen, but it came off with a loud ‘Splop!’ The beast behind the Karana seemed to realize what I was doing, and started fighting it. I speared the one I was holding, and the other soon followed. The Nui-kopen was without a mask, but it managed to help me before it fell into unconsciousness. Giving a loud cry, it apparently called some of the rahi back. As my vision cleared, I managed to spot someone on the ground. “Thank you, my friend.” I whispered to it as I jumped off its back. Falling next to the figure I spotted, I shouted, “Cover me!” “I’m on it!” The person yelled, I realized it was Lewa. My mind still racing, I pulled my trumpet out and started to play. I played from my heart, and I tried to weave my powers of hope into the song. At that moment, two things happened.

1) The rahi seemed to freeze, and then they started to fight the karana.
2) The toa I could see through my newly cleared vision were fighting with new strength.

I stopped playing and started taking advantage of the Nui-Rama’s fighting. In less than 5 minutes, I had freed 15 Nui-Rama, and felled 7 Borohk. But I wasn’t without a few scratches myself. My right foot was numb, a Levahak had nicked me with it’s acid, and I had quite a few bruises. After what seemed like an eternity (It was actually only a few hours), the beasts started to fall back. Cheers rose from the matoran who were hiding, but the toa were too weak to join them. I had the heart to join them, but I was feeling a little weak in the legs. My last though was, “Life is a dance, and I danced for my life.” Then shadows took me.


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