The Retox



The Retox is a serial by thechapmaniac4

Chapter 1
 Skyllair trudged uncerataintly down the sterling white corridors of the Society of Great Protectors HQ ship. Daxanere had recently summoned him while he was taking some much-needed rest, which instantly told Skyllair of the urgency of the matter. Not looking forward to whatever challenges lay before him, Skyllair stumbled in front of Daxanere's chambers and placed his hand on the wall. An eerie white glow emcompassed his hand as his DNA where being verified, a procedure that usually tickled, but Skyllair had gotten used to. When the glow dissapeared, Skyllair withdrew his hand and stared at the doors as they parted. Without a second glance, Skyllair walked calmly into Daxanere's dark lit chambers, a place only a toa of shadow such as he could enjoy.

"Skyllair," Daxanere's voice called out to Skyllair with authority. "Come closer. We have much we need to discuss."

Giving no reaction, Skyllair walked further into the gloom until he could see Toa Daxanere's gleaming red eyes.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Skyllair... when we found you as you remember we detected you where <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">bound to a prophecy," Daxanere calmly lectured Skyllair. "Your title <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">as The Retox in your universe meant that you would eventually have to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">sacrifice youself to save others. It's unfortunate but unescapeable.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"However, we found another, in a different universe who shares a <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">similar fate. This crearure, The Detox, or simply Detox, we have found <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">out is also bound to a hidden prophecy, by who is unknown. We think he <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">does not yet know of this prophecy, or curse as you will, however our <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">sensors can pick up just exactly what this prophecy might do."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Another like me?" Skyllair said in wonder, placing one emerald green <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">claw on his white rahkshi-like skull. "Was he a Toa once, too? Is his <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">prophecy the same?"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"No," Daxanere flatly stated, his words echoeing off the walls of the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">chamber. "Detox was never a Toa, and we even have data that says he is <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">not even biomechanicle. As for his prophecy, that's the reason why <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">I've brought you here."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Skyllair looked Daxanere straight in the eye, his body tensing.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"In Detox's universe, his curse makes it so eventually, for him to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">live, all must die."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Chapter 2
<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Detox had a great day.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">After chasing Xenna, the only member of his race he'd seen in months, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Detox managed to lay waste to the entire valley that now lay before <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">him. Standing upon a crag, Detox admired his handiwork.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">In the valley had once thrived numerous villages of strange red scaled <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">humanoids, fashioning their huts out of twigs and rocks. Their only <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">defense was a crude fence made of old, razed wire, designed to keep <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">stray animals out.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Detox was able to kill each and every one of them in one afternoon.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">By the next day, Detox burned everything, partially for the fun of it, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">and partially because he loved the smell of burning bodies in the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">morning. There's also the fact that he himself personally hated wild <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">animals, but now that he had taken away their food source, there was <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">little chance that they'd come near him. Satisfyingly gazing at the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">charred valley, Detox eventually decided to leave the place and find <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">something else to amuse himself with.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Detox noticed Xenna far off in the distance. He knew he'd never catch <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">her, unless she wanted to speak with him, which was rare and unusual <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">indeed. Still, chasing her provided something to do, and as he doubted <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">any more defenseless villagers lay beyond the next bound, Detox <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">settled on chasing her, even for just a little while.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Suddenly, a white flash assaulted Detox's pupils, temporarily blinding <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">him. When his eyes readjusted, Detox found himself staring blankly at <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">a hulking white figure with a very large pickaxe.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Allow me to ibtroduce myself," the white brute said. "My name is <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Ghorsaz. I am currently in charge of the Legion of Death, an <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">interdimensional organization, and---"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Who cares," Detox snapped, cutting Ghorsaz off before shoving him <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">aside and continuing on his chase.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"But we can give you anyrhing you want!" Ghorsaz said, obviously <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">annoyed. "If you join us of course."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">For a second, Detox stopped in his tracks and turned around.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"You want me to join n on your cute little play-club," Detox sneered, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">as he raised his hand in Xenna's direction. "Get me her".

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"If that is what you desire," Ghorsaz rhetorted, uninterested. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Nonetheless he dissapeared in another flash of white light, only to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">return seconds later with a struggling Xenna bound in his arms. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Dropping Xenna, Ghorsaz ordered,"Take her. She is your payement. Now, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">come with me. I have lots of plans for you."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Chapter 3
<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;"> "Skyllair, this is not good," fltaly stated Grim, who paused to look <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">at Skyllair only to return his attention to one of the red screened <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">monitors on the wall.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"What is it?" Skyllair asked, drawing his longsword. "Is the ship in <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">immediate danger?"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"No," the yellow-hued skadki replied. "But our friend, Detox, just <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">dissapeared off the grid."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Grim, can you track him outside his universe?" Skyllair asked, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">letting his blade hit the ground. This was not good, either it meant <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Detox was dead, or he made an interdimensional jump. The problem is, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">the only person who could give Detox an interdimensional jump in his <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">universe was the Legion of Death, as the Masks of Dimensional Gates <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">did not yet exist in his universe.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Skyllair scanned his console, pressing oddly colored buttons and never <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">looking up, until at last he yelled, "Ah-hah!", and swiveled his <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">monitor in Skyllair's direction, who inclined his head to read it.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"So, the Legion didn't bother to mask his signature or restrict <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Society Transit to that area. Hell, we could beam down in there <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">whenever we feel like it," Skyllair stated out loud. "I smell a trap."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Suddenly, Raimare, a gold and blue Toa scurried into the room, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">carrying a tablet of orders. Placing them in Skyllair's hand, Raimare <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">again scurried away as if he had never met Skyllair.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Orders from Daxanere," Skyllair announced. "We are to remove this <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">prophecy from Detox no matter the cost, no matter the method. I am to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">form a task force specifically to accomplish this."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Grim looked up at Skyllair uncertaintly and said, "Mmmm.... <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">prophecies. Not the easiest things to get rid of. Some are <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">irreversable. It's not like we can just kill him. Somebody else will <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">inherit the prophecy. I assume I'm going to be on this task force?"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Of course. And don't worry. I have a plan...."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Chapter 4
<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;"> "You have a remarkable amount of power. You may be windering what I <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">need you for," the pale figure known as Ghorsaz asked Detox, who was <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">unbinding Xenna. The three stood in a great warehouse stacked full <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">with weapons if all sorts, some Detox never dreamed could exist. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">However right now, guns did little to interest him, as he now had to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">think of fun ways to entertain his prisoner. If only Ghorsaz would go <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">away.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Not really," Detox rhetorted.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"You have power," Ghorsaz repeated. "Our rivals, the Society of Great <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Protectors, are aware of that. Toa Daxanere has been watching you, and <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">we ,likewise, have been watching them. It's simple really, we capture <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">you, they come. You're the perfect bait."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Detox didn't bother to listen to what the pale figure with the scythe <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">was babbling on about, he was too preoccupied thinking about what he <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">would do to Xenna. Many months had he stalked her, focused intently on <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">catching her, but he never actually counted on suceeding, therefore he <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">never really knew what he'd do if it actually happened. Now here she <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">was, tied, bound, and semi-unconscious, at his mercy in a wharehouse <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">in a completely different dimension. Detox smirked. How romantic.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Yeah, yeah," said Detox to Ghorsaz as if swatting a pesky fly. "Your <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">buddies come in here, I kill them. Then I get Xenna all to myself. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">It's simple."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"No," Ghorsaz said, throwing his scythe and nearly missing Detox's <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">head. "You just don't get it. You have power, and the Society wants <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">you. That makes you doubly valuable to the Legion of Death. You won't <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">be leaving our ranks. Ever."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">As Detox cut the last of Xenna's bonds, Xenna's eyes snapped open. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Rising from her humilating defeat beside Detox, the two got ready to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">fight.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"I don't know, forever seems like an awfully long time," Detox mocked <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Ghorsaz, raising his fists in defiance. "Perhaps we can reschedule."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Ghorsaz laughed, sending a stream of energy at Detox, sending him <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">reeling into the concrete wall, badly cracking it. Detox hurled a ball <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">of yellow energy at Ghorsaz in response, but he sidestepped to trip <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Xenna, who was charging him. With two swipes of his claws, Ghorsaz <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">once again incapacitated Xenna, who fell limp on the floor.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Detox charged Ghorsaz, who sent another red stream of energy at him. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">This time Detox hurled his own yellow energy at the barrage, keeping <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">it at bay. Where the two masses of enerby collided, the air became <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">supercharged, causing Detox's scales to itch. Ghorsaz smiled, holding <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">up a finger and sending a minuscule stream of fire at the collision, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">which grew to a great inferno when it got to where the two streams <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">crossed. Detox leapt behind a crate of guns to avoid getting fried.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Enraged, Detox threw a crate at Ghorsaz, who reduced it to dust with a <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">gust of energy. Detox slashed one crate and drew out a gun, which he <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">thankfully relized was fully loaded with the safety on, and loosed <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">many rounds on Ghorsaz. The bullets bounced off his armor like tiny <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">metal balls, not causing one dent.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Ghorsaz laughed, them mumbled through his teeth, "That tickles", <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">before charging Detox and placing a white metallic fist under his jaw, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">causing him to reel back. Detox grasped a crate for balance before <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">flinging it at Ghorsaz when he was near enough. The crate collided <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">with Ghorsaz's knees with a loud thwack! sending him spiraling onto <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">his hands and knees. Detox leapt placed his hand in his armpit, and <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">drove his elbow into Ghorsaz's back, causing him to shrivel.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">All of a sudden, Ghorsaz dissapeared and Detox fell two feet through <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">the spot where Ghorsaz was only moments before.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Getting up, Detox walked up to Xenna's sleeping figure, meaning to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">rouse her. He didn't want to, for she looked beautiful in a monstrous <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">way only Detox could aporeciate when asleep. Placing his hand on her <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">shoulder, Detox sat there for thirty minutes to regain his strength.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Suddenly, Detox heard noises from behind. Before him now where thirty <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">odd new beings he never had encountered before, all armed. Getting up <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">to protect Xenna, Detox snarled at the intruders.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">A green one with a white skull that looked peculiarly like Detox <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">himself stepped forward, saying, "Detox, stand down. We are here to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">help you. My name is Skyllair, General of the Siciety of Great <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Protectors. We can bring you home. Just please stand down."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Detox roused Xenna before walking over to retrieve Ghorsaz's scythe.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Chapter 5
<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;"> Xenna was not having a great day at all. First, she gets kidnapped. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">The next thing she knows, she's lying on the floor, bound, at Detox's <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">feet. She had a nightmare like that once, however it sure didn't end <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">with Detox untying her only to have Ghorsaz thwack her in her noggin <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">again. Detox roused her soon after.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">This time, when she woke up, thirty odd beings where surrounding them, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Detox now clutching Ghorsaz's blood-red scythe.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Please, Detox, we're here to help you," a green figure with a white <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">head said. "Please, lower your weapons. We can fix you."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Can you now," Detox asked while raising his scythe. "And I can regrow <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">limbs. Here, I'll make you a deal, you eat this scythe, and I <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">cooperate."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Xenna scanned the figures. None of them had their weapons in an <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">offensive position, not one. All of their weapons where clutched in <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">some form of a defensive stature. They didn't want to hurt them, but <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">they might if Detox keeps waving that scythe around.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Grabbing a large metal pole, Xenna got up and thwacked Detox over the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">head, rendering him unconscious.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"He's all yours," Xenna declared almost uninterested. "Now, if you <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">may, can you please bring me where the hell I was before that pale <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">joker ambushed me."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Much appreciated," The green guy said. "My name is Skyllair."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Don't care," Xenna flatly stated. "Now can one of you get me home?"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Of course, right this way," Slyllair instructed, herding Xenna into <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">an alien looking ship. Leaving Xenna to his men, Skyllair hurried over <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">to Detox to lift the prophecy from Detox as Daxanere instructed him. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Pulling out a vile of crude liquid, Skyllair got started.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">*     *      *

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Detox awoke much later on a rocky outcropping, smelling like snake <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">oil, his mind clouded, unable to remember what he did the past two <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">hours. He stared into the distance, feeling a liitle empty, like a <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">part of him was missing. Spotting Xenna traveling far off, Detox got <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">up, curious as to where she was going, and pursued her again.

Characters

 * Skyllair
 * Grim
 * Daxanere (belongs to Daxanere1216)
 * Ghorsaz
 * Detox (belongs to Biorockdude)
 * Xenna (belongs to ToaNikra)

Trivia

 * Skyllair was the result of a failed "Toa Telimar" revamp. Telimar was scrapped, and Skyllair was born.
 * Skyllair was inspired by Biorockdude's Detox, hence the similarities.