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Sunday, 8 June 2014

Fanfic part 1

So, this is the first fanfiction I wrote.
Its about Bionicles, you know, those Lego toys? Yah.
So, this is about my OC, a Toa of Iron.

Toa Velnan clomped down the street. The Matoran looked at him askance, but that was fine. He knew that he deserved those looks.
He looked like hell, his armour torn up, his cloak tattered, his Mask askew. But he didn’t really care. He was going to get to the boat, and going to find Helryx. And then he was going to get the truth of the matter.
The business on Xia…He would not think about the business on Xia. His chest ached from the loss of his team, from the loss of Allee.
But he would not think about Xia. He would not think about the loss of his team would not think about his failure, would not think of the taunts of the Makuta, and would not think about Allee’s dying words.
No, he would not think about Xia.
“Toa…?” one of the Matoran approached him “We need some help. There was an accident, and an Ussal driver got trapped”
Velnan walked past the Matoran, never slowing. The Ussal driver could sort himself out.
After a few steps he stopped, sighed, and turned around.
“I am sorry Matoran. Where is the accident?”
The Matoran looked at him oddly for a moment, then motioned for him to follow. Velnan tightened the chains about his arms so that they wouldn’t get in the way and then started after him, his longer stride easily keeping pace.
“What happened?”
“It was horrible Toa. The driver, a friend of mine, was delivering new goods to the Coliseum. But as he came around the corner the Ussal flipped, skidded, and something fell off. It exploded when it hit the wall. The debris trapped the Driver, the Ussal, and a few people in the building”
Velnan nodded.
“Sounds like he was carrying some kind of weapon. Did he tell you what it was?”
“No. He said that it was a secret”
Velnan glowered “More secrets. Just what this city needs”
“What was that Toa?”
“Nothing Matoran. What is your name?”
“Matoran Malla”
They rounded another corner and Velnan could see the scene. He cursed himself for his earlier reluctance to help, and dashed forwards.
It was a mess. The side of a building had collapsed into the road. He could see the Ussal’s legs pedaling weakly in the air.
That was where he would start.
“Malla! Make sure that everyone is cleared from the immediate area. I will be throwing the debris”
As he ran forwards he focused his mind on the iron around him. He expanded his sense until he could feel it. He wasn’t sure how other Toa felt about their elements, but to him, iron felt real. Solid. Dependable. It made him feel at home, and at peace.
He reached to the iron under the streets. No, that was pipes. Those could not be used. How about the metal in the buildings? No he could feel the strain on those. Supports.
While he continued his scan of the street for metal he could use the chains warpped about his body, from those on his arms to those around his chest began to snake, move, and squirm. Suddenly they uncoiled, all at once, and set to waving.
He was still scanning the street when he reached the rubble. With a mental shrug he turned his full attention to the pile. There were some pieces of metal that he could move, remove, remake, and use, but they were lower down. If he tried to take them out first he might further trap the driver.
Instead he set to pulling pieces off with his hands while his chains began to coil around smaller pieces and carefully tease them out. When he got to a larger piece the chains stopped what they were doing and moved to help him.
The chains got under it from, the far side, snaking around and about while he got his hands under the close side. With a heave he pulled the piece free of the rubble. Spinning he let go, flinging it to the side even as his chains flipped around and caught the debris that was threatening to slide into the hole he had made.
He turned back to look at the hole. Now that there was a big gap he could really start to work. He took a moment to fully straighten his mask, and reached out with his powers again. The Ussal registered as a large chunk of metal surrounding a void. The Matoran registered as a smaller piece of metal surrounding a smaller void. The Matoran was underneath the Ussal.
After a moment of thought Velnan paused to work the metal out of the chunk he had thrown aside. As the metal ran, and pooled on the ground beside him he sent it questing out to find the Matoran. When he sensed it underneath him he began to work in upwards into a lattice, a frame to protect the Matoran should a further collapse happen, and to take some of the weight off poor driver.
That done he went back to work, pulling pieces off the pile with reckless abandon. Now that the Matoran was safe he could…
He was making a mistake. Just because one package had exploded didn’t mean that there weren’t more.
He cast out with his senses again, and found a cluster of cylindrical metal objects. He knew what these were. Cordak missiles.
“Helryx” he growled “You’ve a lot to answer for”
He couldn’t move them, or even touch them with his powers for fear of detonating them somehow.
He moved with caution now, taking a moment to analyze the patterns, the debris, the slabs of rock and iron before trying to move them. A single wrong move and he could blow the entire street to the wrong side of Mata Nui.
He clenched his fists as he stared at the debris. It was like a puzzle. Just a puzzle.
Thus decided he looked at it differently. If he shifted this piece that way, and this piece this way, and held up this piece with his chains for a moment until he could slide this piece into place then he would have…
A piece fell free, and he dived to catch it. Tossing it far away he looked in. There, nestled together, were a bundle of cordak rockets. The chest that they had been in lay broken in two off to one side.
He breathed a sigh of relief and cast about for another piece of metal. There was nothing readily available so he sacrificed one of his chains. A sturdy box with slots for each rocket formed at his feet.
He reached in, and pulling the rockets out one by one, slotted them into the slots, then closed the box.
Now that the rockets were secure it was childs play to free the Matoran. With a wave of his arm his chains flew forwards and began to tear the pile to shreds. Pieces went flying in all directions, and then his chains detached themselves. Wriggling their way deep into the pile they began to squirm, push, and then pieces began to lift into the air as the chains pushed the pile apart from the inside.
The Ussal rolled out, and lay still. It was likely still alive, but if not he needed to get the Matoran out and healed first.
Finally the last of the debris moved and he saw a Le-Matoran lying under his cage of iron. As the cage dissolved into a chain he dashed forwards and lay a hand on the Matoran’s forehead.
His mask started to glow, lighting up the hollow formed by the debris as healing energy flowed from him into the Matoran.
His heartlight grew regular again, and finally his eyes grew bright.
“Whaaa!” He yelled, trying to scramble away from Velnan.
“It is OK Matoran. You are safe now” Velnan picked up the Matoran under the arms and lifted him free from the rubble “Now give me a moment to see to your Crab, and then you can be on your way”
Velnan walked over and performed the same healing on the crab as the Matoran stammered his thanks.
“Enough. Who were you taking the Cordak rockets to?”
The Matoran looked about guiltily “I’m not supposed to say Toa”
“Was it Toa Helryx?”
The Matoran’s eyes widened in surprise “How did you know?”
“Call it a warrior’s intuition” Velnan shook his head in disgust “Oh Sister you will be the death of this city yet. You and your secrets”
He shook his head at the confused look on the Matoran’s face and walked over to pick up the box. As his chains snaked their way back to him and wrapped themselves around his shoulders he turned to look at the Matoran.
“I’ll take these to Toa Helryx. I’m going there anyways. You make sure that you get home and get some rest. And make sure to notify a repair crew about the damage caused here”
With that Velnan turned and walked away. He had to go meet with Helryx about Xia.
No. They were back. The thoughts.
He would not though. He would not think them. Not think about Xia.
As he continued towards the Coliseum he realized that he had not even thought about not thinking about Xia while he was helping the Matoran. Maybe helping others was what he needed to keep his mind off his loss.
As he reached the Coliseum he came up with two options.
By the time he reached helryx he had made his decision.
“Toa Velnan. Welcome back. I heard about what happened on Xia. I am sorry for your loss, and for the loss of your team. They did not deserve that”
Velnan plunked the box down on her table.
“These are Cordak rockets Helryx. Being transported on Ussal back. In a badly sealed chest. Because of your Order’s negligence an entire block of Metru Nui was almost destroyed. If I hadn’t been walking past when the accident happened then it would have been. If you are going to keep putting the lives of Matoran at risk like this, not to mention sending Toa teams on missions that result in death, then I want no part of it”
“Velnan, calm down. We need you here. You can fight against the Makuta. You can do what needs to be done. You can protect more Matoran by-”
“No. I’m done Helryx. I wish you and your order luck, and I hope that you find the truth, that you figure out what you have been doing wrong, and that you find the proper path again.
“But I know my path. I’ll walk the land and protect Matoran where they need protection. Because that is my Duty. I know that for now I forsake Unity, but it will help me find my Destiny. Maybe when I have found that, then maybe I can find some peace. Until that day, goodbye Helryx”
He turned and walked out, ignoring her words, her speeches, and her lies.

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