I just wrote it here, so there could be spelling errors, etc., but I just wrote this off the top of my head and I need input. Should I write this as an epic?

Toa Matau got off the ground. It had been so long since he felt this sort of raw energy coursing through his body. A smile spread across his face, continued by confusion. He was a Turaga last, not a Toa, and he had died. He knew he had been dead for how long? One hundred, two hundred thousand years?

Then how was this possible?

He looked around, sure enough, his Aero Slicers were at hand, as was his Great Mahiki. He saw the fallen bodies of his old team, the Toa Metru. All of them were still unconscious, and all should have been Turaga, or dead. He looked around, seeing more bodies, ones he recognized, ones he didn't. He saw something that shocked him greatly, the bodies of Toa Lhikan, Toa Tuyet, Toa Nidhiki, Toa Naho, the Toa Nuva, Takanuva, the Toa Mahri, including Matoro, and many bodies he didn't recognize, including a Toa of Sonics wearing a Suletu, and a Toa of Water with mace.

"Ok, will someone quick-tell me what's going on?" He yelled.

The chamber became flooded with light, revealing them all in an arena, a small enclosed area within the larger arena itself. All around them were spectators yelling and watching, but he didn't recognize any of their species.

"Welcome Toa...Matau!" A voice yelled. The being it belonged to stood at the main box at the edge of the arena, closest to the assembled Toa.

"Who are you? Where are we? Why are we alive?" Matau demanded all at once, his words spilling over each other.

The other Toa were starting to stir by now, but the being paid little attention. The being was a humanoid with razor armor and some bestial attributes, all shod in deep tan armor.

"Where are we?" Tuyet demanded as she lifted her Barbed Broadsword in protest, ready to strike.

Helryx rose, "I am Helryx, leader of the Order of Mata-Nui! Answer the question!"

"Order of Mata-Nui?" The being laughed, "A fine jest indeed!"

"What are you talking about?" Helryx demanded, lifting her mace and generating moisture from the air into water daggers.

"They all died, just like you! Not in battle, no," he laughed, "it was pathetic. Once you came up against a true enemy, the enemy that still exists to this day, you all died!"

"What are you talking about?" Tahu demanded, he and his team no longer had their Adaptive Armor. He lifted his Magma Swords and aimed the tips at the being.

"Oh, there'll be plenty of time for information later. For now, I'll tell you all why you're here." He paused, no one interrupted, "I brought you all back from the dead, some of the best Toa to live, to...play a game. Toa, Turaga, Matoran, no longer exist to this day. I brought you all back, now, you can survive the challanges and preserve the memory and honor of Toa, by defeating your past adversaries, and new ones from this day and age, or you can fail, and your honor will be lost."

"Fight our old enemies, and new ones?" Kopaka asked, "That's it? What are the...rules...of this?"

"Just fight, use your skills, your tools, powers, masks, and you will face them, all of their powers, and you will fight and live, only to die when this is all over, or you will fail, and die early, losing your honor." The being said, "Now, will you fight?"

Helryx stepped forward, "As the first Toa, leader of the Order, former Order," she corrected, "I will answer. We will do it."

The being smiled, "Excellent."