Jakura Nuva

IC: Anhar Anhar exhaled with relief at the sound of Ranama's voice. "I am all right," he rasped, his voice exhausted from screaming. His body slightly trembled, and he could still feel the burning pain within him, though it was much smaller and withstandable now. He still couldn't see, and his ears slightly ringed. "Little brother... what happened? Where am I? The last thing I remember was being flung off of a Nui-Kopen... and where are the others?" Depite the searing pain that came with sudden movement, Anhar attempted to yank up his upper torso and prop himself up with his hands. "Are the others safe?"

IC: Anhar Anhar felt the blow connect with his face. It was not a hard, or in that case, painful, blow, but it still angered Anhar. How dare he hit me! Anhar thought. I will - . But then he remembered. Ranama. His partner. His - his friend. No. No, this won't do. Anhar painfully staggered upwards, both physically and mentally. Pain racked his body, as the being inside him tried to subdue Anhar. Anhar stared into the creature's face, and, with a dreaful shudder, arched his back and screamed to the heavens. Then, Anhar began to heat his body. Hotter and hotter, until all reality seemed to crumble. His eyes flickered from normal yellow to blood red, and then back again, back and forth, back and forth. Anhar, then believing his end was near, bellowed to the very center of the universe, "UNITY! DUTY! DESTINY! AAARGGHH!!!" But then, the evil being screamed with an intensity that seemed to be able to shatter mountains, and with a mighty quake, the being was gone. Immediately. Anhar fell to the ground, surpisingly conscious, but exhausted and trembling with pain and fright. "Hello," he croaked. "Is - is anybody there?" That's when he noticed that he was blind. Anhar struggled to rise, but fell backwards, and, eventually, assumed the only obvious explanation. He was dead. But... he heard a voice. It came quietly at first, but gradually became louder. Anhar smiled when he heard the voice. "Anhar?" It said. It belonged to Ranama.

IC: Anhar Anhar continued to dream... but a voice began to break tthrough he fog in his mind. "Anhar," he thought it said. "No!" A different voice, deep and husky, came in. "You are mine!" "Never," Anhar moaned out loud. " I... belong... to... no one... ARGH!" The following pain was unbearable, and Anhar began to writhe in the mud, shouting curses to the voice. "Never... NEVER! UGH!"

I come in. I use a Kanohi Mahiki to appear as though I am Teridax and that you are in my realm. I take the mask while you are stunned silent, and then run away, laughing. My mask.

IC: Anhar Anhar lay motionless. His breathing was steady. He dreamt. Dreamt of the Secret. His Secret. A Secret only he knew. If only the other Matoran knew. They would be horrified. Frightened to the point of insanity. He dreamt that all knew the Secret. All feared him. He ruled the Universe and beyond. Why? He wasn't that poweful. No. It wasn't because of power. It was fear. Pure, undying fear. He used to work for... no! That's past! NONE must know the Secret! MY Secret! ALL MINE! He panted in his dream, and slowly calmed himself. I will rule, he thought. Alongside Makuta, my master. My friend. My - what? No! Who... am ...I? Why me? But... then again... why not me? Anhar chuckled in his dream. Soon. Very soon.

Unfortunately, Teridax rose from the depths of darkness with an army of 3,000 Rahkshi, intent on crushing the Toa...

OOC: Oh, my bad... I'll edit my post.

IC: Anhar Anhar heard Mahkta shout, "Rip off the infected masks!" With a burst of smoke, Anhar rocketed up into the sky using his power jets. He dropped on to the nearest Nui-Kopen, and struggled to rip off the infected mask that adorned the upper part of its face. Yanking the thing off, Anhar jumped off and watched as the Nui-Kopen slowed down, and suddenly bolted off further into the jungle. Taking a power leap, Anhar managed to grab on to a second Kopen's forelegs, and was almost successful in ripping off this creature's mask, when he happened to glance over and saw Mahkta pulling out several different items. When he looked closer, he saw what Mahkta planned to do. "Mahkta, NO!" he shouted. But it was too late, and with a blinding flash of light, the Nui-Kopen, startled into a rage, began to buck, and bolted. Anhar struggled to keep his grip, but was thrown off, then rammed into the air. He flew 300 feet, tumbled through the trees, and collapsed to the jungle floor. And everything went black.

IC: Anhar Anhar was fascinated as he watched Ranama set his trap, and began to remember of his many adventures as a Matoran... he shook off the memories. "No time to reminisce," he mumbled to himself. Just as the swarm seemed to be coming ot its end, though, Anhar heard a horrific sound, a buzzing ten times as loud as that of the whole Nui-Rama swarm, a buzzing that seemed to shake the ground. Anhar looked off, and saw, no more than ten yards away, three things approaching unbelievably fast. The very things causing the Rama "stampede". The corners of his mouth tugged into a smile, a smile of both fear and grim delight. "Nui-Kopen. This is my type of day."

IC: Anhar Anhar turned and shouted, "If we don't take care of these creatures, the Le-matoran will have more to fear then a fire!" Anhar heeded Mahkta's warning, though, and shut down his powers. Instead, he began to fight using his combat skills, slicing at Nui-Ramas with his lance.

IC: Anhar Suddenly, Anhar heard Ranama shout "Rama swarm!" Shaking off Tepi's rudeness, he cupped his hands over his eyes and scanned the area. He stopped and growled at the incoming horde. For the first time since arriving, Anhar whipped out his lance and shield, and then grinned. "Time to bring the inferno!" Anhar leaped from the ground onto the first Rama in sight, grabbing the insect-like Rahi's wings, jerking him from the sky, and jumped off as the creature crashed to the ground. Landing on his feet, Anhar protected himself from another beast by holding up his shield, and then sent a blast of fire through the air, roasting the next three that came swarming down.

IC: Anhar Anhar followed Ranama up to the surface. "Well done, little brother!" He slapped Ranama against the back and gripped his shoulder happily. However, when he heard Tepi's retort, he angrily leapt out of the water and yanked Tepi up by the arm before he could scramble away. "Have some respect! This Le-Matoran, who did not even know you, risked a bunch to rescue your little box, and this is how you thank him?!" Anhar's eyes flashed angrily. He then looked up at the new Matoran standing there. "And what is your name?"

IC: Anhar Anhar smiled. "Come on in! Any help is appreciated!" Anhar then dived back under to aid Ranama. Looking over, he spotted Ranama holding a mysterious-looking box. He swam over to see.

IC: Anhar Anhar showed no effort to mask anything. "We are in search of this Matoran's," he gestured to Tepi, "missing part."

IC: Anhar Anhar's popped up from the surface, looked at the newcomer, and shouted,"Hello there! Do you wish to join us?"

IC: Anhar Anhar frowned. "No need for the mockery, little fire-spitter. Anyways, I've been needing a bath!" And with a flip in the air, Anhar somersaulted into the lake, and then popped up, beckoning for the two Matoran to join him.

IC: Anhar Anhar flashed a grin. "Deal."

IC: Anhar Anhar shifted his attention to Ranama, and then Tepi. "Agreed," he said with a determined grin. "I too will help you retrieve your missing part."

IKR?

IC: Anhar "I am Anhar."

IC: Anhar "And who are you?" Anhar asked the Le-Matoran. OOC: Hey guys!

OOC: Thanks! IC: Anhar Anhar turned to the Le-Matoran and grinned. "Any help willing to be given is any help I'm willing to take. It's been a long time since I've been on Mata Nui, and you most likely know the layout of the island better than I do." He then looked over to the two Matoran and said, "By the way... I didn't catch your names."

IC: Anhar looked off into the distance. "As far as needed." He kneeled down so as to get a better view of both Matoran. "I will tell you both something I haven't told many. I am on a special mission. A mission to find a malevolent assassin." IC: Anhar then shifted his gaze to the nervous Onu-Matoran. "Missing what?"