User:Echo 1/BIONICLE: Chronicles (Unfinished)

Chronicles is a story written by user Echo 1, and follows the adventures of the Toa.

Prologue
Dusk was settling upon the beach as the red sun dipped below the horizon. A cool breeze ran through the air, carrying small birdlike Rahi along.

Seawater washed up on the shore, as usual. But today it brought in something unusual. A large, silver canister was sitting on shore. It had been there for some time, unnoticed by the inhabitants of the island.

One of the birds circled down, and landed on the canister. It pecked at it, to see if it could be a meal. Then, the canister began venting air with a hiss. Startled, the bird took flight.

The top of the canister exploded off. For a while after wards, there was silence. Then, a red armored hand clasped the outer edge of the canister. From inside emerged a large being, clad in orange and red armor. He surveyed the beach, not knowing exactly where he was.

To be honest, he didn't know who he was.

"Tahu..."

The name floated through his head. Was it his? It was fitting to say the least. He decided that that was what he'd call himself. Satisfied, he continued his observation of the sand.

He noticed something glistening in the faint starlight. He walked over to it, and retrieved a mask from the shore. It was crimson, like his armor. He eyed its contours and edged. He then took a deep breath, and put the mask on.

At that moment, he felt extreme power fill his limbs. Energy beyond what little he knew. It was a glorious sensation. Tahu then sprinted around, testing what new energy he had. He then tripped and fell on something.

Immediately, anger filled him. He turned to direct his wrath at the object he had tripped on. He turned around, and found a sword, sticking slightly out of the ground.

Tahu's anger was replaced with curiosity. He picked up the sword. The blade burst into flames as soon as it entered his hand! He quickly dropped it, and the flame went out.

"Interesting," Tahu thought.

He picked up the blade again, ready this time. As soon as his hand touched it, the sword became fire. He waved the weapon through the air, casting sparks across the beach. He then pointed the sword at a nearby tree.

A jet of flame shot out of the blade and incinerated the plant. Tahu then began pondering again.

"Such great power. And it's all at my control!"

He felt joy in the fact that he could do this. He turned towards the jungle that lined the beach, ready to challenge anything. And he walked in to begin his journey.