Search of Sacrilege

"I can rise...to Teridax's adviser...then...a 'little...accident'...will happen and...I'll rule the Brotherhood...of Makuta!"

- Makuta Oquanti

Search of Sacrilege is a serial taking place at the time of the Toa Nuva in Karda Nui, featuring Harong, Enorak, and Reidak in their search for Artakha.

Introduction
Hammering on steel bars, hoping for them to crack, is never a good pastime. It can get rather monotonous, doing the same thing over and over again - and making the same ugly noise. It can also blunt the tool you are using.

Nevertheless, it was what the Makuta named Oquanti was doing. The 'hammer' in this case turned out to be the sharp blade of a dagger. His dagger was his only hope if he was going to get out of the prison. Of course, he would have to swim a long way, but it was worth it.

Oquanti had been imprisoned by the assassin Cairona, who was hoping to get a large sum of money off of him. Well, Oquanti wouldn't have it. He was going to escape this foul sea prison on Cairona's smelly boat, and give the assassin a big shock when she was going to ransom him back. then the Brotherhood would punish her for wasting their time (and really for capturing him). He was going to tell them what had happened, and she might spend a few centuries in Brotherhood jail. "Assassin begins with ass twice," Oquanti muttered.

He pushed the blade further and grunted. Oquanti was not the best Makuta for physical strength. In his tri-team, (which he was the leader of) Ransog would be better for forcing the bars open. But Ransog was not here. Even the third member of his team, Zeviglire, would be better at wrenching bars open. Oquanti was the weakest physically, but the sharpest mentally in his team. That was why he led it.

"There!" he exclaimed. The penultimate bar fell off, into the sea. "I suppose I could squeeze through...no. I want to give Cairona a real shock. It'll also cost her more money to get these bars replaced." Oquanti moved his dagger over to the last bar.

His thoughts moved to more self-benefiting matters. "If I escape," he mused out loud, "I might get a promotion. I could become a competitor for the official strategist of the Brotherhood. That would give Gorast something to think about!" Oquanti grinned. "And the faster I escape, the higher I will go. Bye bye Cairona. Next stop, Destral!"

Oquanti pushed even harder, spurred on by his thoughts of promotions. "I can rise...to Teridax's adviser...then...a 'little...accident'...will happen and...I'll rule the Brotherhood...of Makuta!" His exertions forced him to speak in breaths; at the end of the sentence the bar broke and Oquanti fell onto the ground, exhausted.

"There we go," Oquanti panted. "I'm free! Destral, I'm coming!" He sat up to get his dagger, but found that it was broken.

"Well, I guess it's a sacrifice," he decided. "I can handle that. I can get a new one."

He didn't notice the piece of paper that fluttered out of his backpack. This was a problem, since he needed that paper as if it were his life. If he lost that paper, he might get a demotion, and Ransog or Zeviglire could be the leader of his team instead. But he didn't notice the paper, so it was blown by the fresh sea wind blowing into the cell. The paper ended up in the corner.

Oquanti put his backpack on, not knowing his loss, fastened up the straps and snaps, then leaped out the window, ready to do a serious job of swimming. "Can I swim to Destral?" he asked himself outside Cairona's boat. "Yes, I can. I'll swim to Destral."

Fortunately, none of Cairona's guards were on that side of the boat, or Oquanti's plans would have failed completely. But that might also be good, if a guard came: Oquanti would get his paper back, if he were to go in the same cell.

But oblivious to the loss, Oquanti started on his journey.

Soon to be Chapter 1

Characters
Makuta Oquanti