Second Life

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Intro
Pridak was bored. When that happened, heads rolled. If you were lucky. He wanted to return to combat, but the Great Pact stated they couldn't declare war. And the Toa watched carefully. And that didn't stop there. He managed to spill juice all over himself, which forced him to visit the doctor. The session was a lot of uncomfortable pokes and hammers. The doctor's head was rolled on the floor by evening. Then a servant almost hit him with a plate. She was tied to a floating log and tossed down the river. However, it was the edge of night that interests you. Pridak was drooping, lost in the nostalgia of conquest and terror in the depths of his evil psyche, when the door flew open. Standing there was a green Toa, a rather vicious blade in one hand, and a Cordax Blaster in the other. His Kanohi was a Faxon, possessing the rather formidable ability to copy Rahi. The soldier in Pridak would notice that. But sadly, a Cordak Blaster pointed at you is a rather distracting predicament. "This is for Sarda," he said, and fired.

Chapter 1
Lesovikk watched Pridak's death, as his Cordak Blaster delivered justice. But now wasn't the time to dwell on it. Already, Mantax and Kalmah, who were studying defenses in the next room, rushed in. Lesovikk fired several shots form his Cordak and ran out the door. The Dark Hunter snipers positioned on the roof noticed him and open fire. Lesovikk activated his Faxon, and searched his memory for an invisible Rahi. That's when he remembered Kualus, and the Gate Guardians. The Gate Guardian was a cowardly form of Visorak, projecting illusions of themselves while turning invisible and waiting to strike. Lesovikk shimmered, and turned invisible, while a second illusion of him ran. And was mowed down seconds later. Lesovikk smiled bitterly and walked into the night.

Pridak wasn't dead. Far from it.