Mata Nui the Conqueror

The Mata Nui the Conqueror is a story that takes place in an alternate universe. It shows how the author, Squidzo, thought Mata Nui, a former god, would really act on Bara Magna.

Chapter 1
Hurtling towards Bara Magna was a comet. A comet known to inhabitants of another world as the mask of life. Like many comets, it held within it a prophecy. A prophecy that foretold doom and destruction for Bara Magna. The mask broke through the atmosphere, hurtling towards a remote patch of the desert. Several of the planet's more bestial denizens, known to the civilized people as Vorox or fallen ones, rose from their sand burrows to investigate the large smoldering crater only a mile from their home.

An unlucky Scarabax Beetle had stumbled upon the site, approaching the mask cautiously. The mask of life was no ordinary object, it contained Mata Nui, the former god of another world. Mata Nui was driven from his realm by his own creations which he had neglected. The sand began to whirl as Mata Nui fashioned a new body for himself. The Scarabax beetle began to run, but it was picked up by the newly formed being. Seven feet tall in shimmering tan-gold armor, Mata Nui was a gaudy oasis in the desolate seas of sand. He used the powers of his mask to meld and transform the beetle into a tool for his own use, a sword.

A sword, a tool to conquer. The god had decided that his downfall was because of his mercy, not his neglect. The Vorox had arrived on the scene. They shouted screeches at the new warrior to leave their domain. Mata Nui walked steadily toward the Vorox, his stature tall and imposing. The Vorox shrunk back in fear as the god raised a golden hand to smite them. Using the powers of his peculiar mask he fused them together into one, lopsided being.

"That is your punishment for attacking. Now you must serve the great spirit and the three virtues of unity, duty, and destiny. In other words, work together, do not disobey me, and do not try to change the course of fate." The being groaned in an attempt to convey the deep discomfort of ten minds sharing the same deformed body. A vehicle arose on the horizon. As it came closer Mata Nui saw the groomed, armored body of the desert traveler.

"State your busi-" the traveler stopped as he saw the lopsided being, now excreting an intensely pungent odor. "What is that?"

"Beasts who attacked me. They are no matter. Could you tell me where the nearest city is?" asked Mata Nui. The traveler didn't answer for a bit, mesmerized by the hideous fused monstrosity.

"You are going to have to start digging, you will be bound to find one then." the traveler said. Mata Nui was not amused. He raised his sword. "Woah! No need to get violent! It's just a joke! I'm Metus and the nearest village is Vulcanus-"

"Take me there." ordered Mata Nui.

"Can that...thing...not come with us? It's making me nauseous." asked Metus. Mata Nui pressed his hand firmly on the foreheads of the monstrosity and it collapsed. Mata Nui got into the vehicle as the it rode away over the dune towards a volcano in the distance.

"Where are you from, stranger?" asked Metus timidly. Mata Nui did not answer. He was focused on other things.

Ackar slashed at Strakk fiercely. His people depended on him winning this battle. Raanu, the tribe leader, could not afford to pay the ice tribe for the things they demanded. Luckily, Strakk seemed to be in an off mood as well. Metus should have arrived by now with his payment.