Dawn and Dusk

The Break of Dawn is a story that tells of the Toa Dolen while they hunt down an assassin. If you would like to give feedback, ideas, or suggestions do so here. Please know that the story is not comlete and I am still working on it. On to the story!

Prologue
He was running through the sewers, although why he thought that was a good idea he couldn’t figure out. “Gotta focus on the here and now,” the Ko-Matoran thought to himself, "have to keep running so he doesn’t catch me”. But there would be no escape for the Matoran; for once he sets his sights on you, there is no escape. Suddenly it got warmer; and warmer and warmer, too warm for the sewers at night time. He felt a white hot pain in his shoulder; or where his shoulder should be for he had cut it off with his plasma dagger. He fell on his back and looked into that terrifying orange mask. “Your death is gonna get me a lot of money, little Ko-Matoran,” he said. “What’s your name,” he asked. “I am known as Narra, I would say remember it well, but you won’t once you’re dead”. And with that Narra plunged the plasma dagger into his heart and the Matoran thought no more.