Aftermath

Aftermath is a short story written by Pokermask for the Spring Writing Contest. It takes place three months after Battle for Leadership and directly before The Sitrius Duty.

Story
Three months had passed. The island of Teridax Nui was blooming once more after the long winter that had taken place just weeks after the war. Light was spreading across the mountains as the sun was slowly rising at the horizon. The vegetation of the island gazed upon the light for the first time in months as the last remains of the snow slowly melted away.

Ceasame stood on the edge of a cliff with his hands behind his back as he was witnessing the sunrise. The ground he stood upon, was the same one that Makuta Tazzuk had walked on when he came out with the Mask of Time in his hands, confirming Frofst's ultimate demise. He still remember how it was dropped and how it fell down landing on the battlefield. He could still hear the sound of the mask hitting the rockside of the mountains and the sighs of numerous warriors across the island. How it came to be was still a mystery to him, but he knew one thing was certain. It was the ultimate victory for the Organization of Darkness and it happened in just a split second.

Ever since their victory, Teridax had given orders to make sure that the entire Matoran Universe was heavily guarded, so new Rahkshi troops were created, after the loss of their armies during the war. In just a month, the entire universe was under mass surveilance. Nothing or nobody could grow strong against the Organization of Darkness. Those who tried were ultimately killed.

Ceasame was satisfied with the results. It was what he had always dreamed of, the Makuta having full power of the Matoran Universe. Nothing could threaten them no more, nothing could fight them no more, nothing could question them no more... except for one, Mata Nui. He was convinced that it was now time to act. Mata Nui could possibly be planning to come back and defeat the Makuta at anytime.

His thinking was disrupt when his assistant, Shulze came to send a message.

"My lord" the Shadow Matoran said.

"What news do you bring me?" Ceasame asked as he was still looking towards the horizon.

"Mata Nui's position has been cordinated to a planet not far from here"

"Excellent! Now we can strike him down quicker than the force of a Bohrok horde. What is the name of this planet?"

"We have gained information that it's called Bara Magna, my lord"

That name echoed through Ceasame's mind. He knew full well of what Bara Magna was. It was where he came as he had been hunting Vavakx for his vengeance. He had been certain that it was nothing but a rumor that Mata Nui had inhabited on that planet, but to hear that it was true, came as a surprise to him. He knew exactly what to do next.

"Tell everyone on this island that we should be ready to leave in an hour" he said. "I think it's time to pay our "great spirit" a visit."

"Yes, my lord" Shulze said with no objection as he walked away.

Unfinished