Deignition

[Arzaki]

So, this is a fanfic based on a (rather flawed) theory I made a couple weeks ago, about the Toa Inika being dead and "revived" using the souls of other dead beings from the Red Star. Soon after posting the theory, a fellow BZP member, Ghidora131, said that it would make a good fanfic. So, I PMed him and we started planning. What we came up with makes one of the darkest years of Bionicle even darker, and the ending will leave you questioning your very existence. We've changed events prior to 2006 as well, such as the deaths of characters that did not die in canon. So, without further rambling, here's what you came for.

 

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Deignition

A fan-made story written by BZP members Arzaki and Ghidora131.

 

 

 

Okay yeah, so this chapter was absolutely god-awful and I hate myself for writing. I know that literally no one is ever going to see this, but just in case someone ever does, they'll know just how absolutely terrible this is and they don't have to waste their time reading it. Trust me, it's terrible. Ghidora and I might continue back on this soon. Maybe. Hopefully I put more effort into the chapters that I write, because wow, this one was so terrible. I really should just nuke this epic. Just clean it off the face of the earth.

 

 

Chapter 1

A Bit of Exposition

 

Takanuva was lost in thought as he led the Matoran to their destination. Of course, not much thought really remained in his mind. He had lost some of his sanity during his adventures around Mata Nui. He had seen almost half of Po-Koro wiped out by the plague, and witnessed the destruction of Ga-Koro firsthand. The main causes of his slight insanity were watching Jaller die and himself going through the experience of being fused with another being. Despite being a bit off his rocker, Takanuva was still relatively competent, and knew that he needed to the protect the six Matoran he was escorting.

 

Jaller, the leader of this group, picked the bravest Matoran he knew for this mission. These five brave Matoran were Kongu, Hahli, Nuparu, Hewkii, and Matoro. Hewkii and Hahli weren’t at the peak of their strength, but they were still bold.

 

Hewkii was severely weakened and slightly senile due to contracting the plague of Po-Koro and witnessing most of this closest and life-long friends drop dead in front of him. Despite overcoming the sickness, his body never really got over its effects, and he still feels terrible for being too weak to help Ga-Koro during the Bohrok invasion. He blames himself for the destruction of the village and for the extreme injuries Maku took during it.

 

Hahli, too, was scarred by the destruction of Ga-Koro. Other than being injured herself, she saw Maku get nearly killed by debris. Due to the terrible things that happened in her life, she lost faith in Mata Nui, and blames him for all that has happened. When she heard that he was dying, she was almost glad. However, she could not refuse Jaller’s invitation to this mission. He was one of the few friends she had left.

 

After a while of walking, the group of seven came across a tunnel, which absorbed all waves of light and sound. The group tied their hands to each other to prevent getting lost, and made their way through the tunnel with little commotion. Matoro, however, thought he felt another being with him, and helped this being escape the tunnel with him. He exited last, and when he looked back into the tunnel after making sure everyone else was there, he saw no one. It was at this point that Matoro started to that he might have been going insane, or maybe he was hallucinating due to the lack of senses.

 

After a few more minutes of travelling, the group came across an old gateway, made of some sort of gray stone. On the other side was a lonely looking Matoran, who ran away upon seeing the group. Everyone chased after him, but a barrier of some strange substance materialized in front of Takanuva just as he was about to go through the gate. He and the Matoran were separated, and it didn’t take rocket science to figure that one out. After attempting to bid farewell through some sort of wall, Takanuva reluctantly headed back through the tunnel to his home of Metru Nui. The rest of the group resumed their chase.

 

The startled Matoran led them to a land known as Karzahni. The land where dust rises, fire is cold, and ice burns. Dangerous Rahi ran rampant, and all around were strange looking Matoran who appeared absolutely miserable and lonely. Soon after they entered, they were approaching by the ruler of this land, also named Karzahni, who captured them and took their masks, replacing them with strange new ones. He forced them to work in the furnaces and forges of the land, but kept Hahli so that she could tell him of the outside world.

 

Hours of work and hard labor led to exhaustion for the other five Matoran, and it was a relief when an obviously senile Matoran approached them. He told them to follow him and gather any friends they had. While Kongu went looking for Hahli, the other four followed the clearly insane Matoran to a room that had sort of strange cannon-esque devices overlooking an ocean. The odd Matoran told the other four to enter the canisters mounted on the walls, so that he could bust them out of there.

 

Before they could manage to enter the canisters, Kongu and Hahli sprinted into the room, very out of breath. Seconds later, the thundering footsteps of Karzahni could be heard before the entire wall came down in an explosion of flame and stone. One stone hit Hewkii directly in the head, knocking him out cold. Oh, the irony. As Karzahni stepped over the small remaining part of the wall, his foot landed directly on Kongu, crushing and killing him. He switched his attention to Hahli, the closest living Matoran, and struck her with his flaming chains. She died soon after due to impact.

 

Laughing maniacally, Karzahni continued to whip his chains throughout the room, eventually killing every Matoran in there. He stuffed the dead bodies in the canisters to dispose of them, and launched them using the cannons in the room. He watched as they flew through the air, toward the area known as Voya Nui. He used his Kanohi Olisi, the Great Mask of Alternate Futures, to see what might happen to the canisters.

 

What he saw surprised him greatly. He saw the canisters washing ashore Voya Nui, with bodies larger than those he placed in them emerging from the cylindrical vehicles. They were cackling with crimson colored electricity, the likes he had never seen before. Weapons had somehow materialized with them, and the six beings crossed said weapons above them. A magnificent beam of light shot forth from the point where the tools crossed, straight into the air, parting the clouds as it pierced them.

 

The storm was coming, and it wouldn't stop for anything.

Edited March 22, 2016 by Arzaki