BIONICLE Chronicles: Torn Into Two

BIONICLE Chronicles: Torn Into Two is the second installment in Valentin 98's BIONICLE Chronicles series.

Chapter One
It was nightfall. A silvery figure was walking along a beach. The moonlight reflected on his silver armor, making it shine in the night.

Several small crab-like creatures were scuttling around in the sand. They noticed the armored figure looked at him. The creatures were used to his common appearence on the beach.

However, they scuttled away from him as he approached the remains of large, metal canister. He unsheathed a blade and began poking around the remains. The figure then noticed that a piece of metal was moving.

The figure moved toward the piece and poked at it with his blade. There was a squeak, and another crab-like creature scuttled from under the metal.

The figure. He still could not remember how he got into this canister and made it to this land in the canister.

"Looking for something, Vlakro?" asked a voice. A being in golden and white armor approached the silvery figure.

"Oh, it's just you, Takanuva," muttered the first figure.

"Vlakro, you know it's too late to be out here," said Takanuva.

"Says the Toa of Light," muttered Vlakro.

"Cheer up, Toa of Time - at least there's some peace around here for a change," said Takanuva.

"What do you mean, 'for a change'?" asked Vlakro curiously, but solemnly.

"Well...before you arrived on these shores in that canister of yours, we were having problems with some of the local migrated Rahi. They're usually peaceful, but up until you came, they were...acting up," said Takanuva gravely.

"I see...so they really stopped 'acting up'?" asked Vlakro.

Takanuva nodded. "Of course. But the Glatorian decided that we should double the amount of guards around the village, considering the amount of trouble we were in because of the Rahi."

Vlakro nodded, gazing up at the night sky. Takanuva followed his gaze.

"What's wrong, Vlakro? You seem...worried," said Takanuva.

"I'm not...I just wonder how I supposedly lost my memory before I came here, that's all," said Vlakro.

"Oh, understood..." muttered Takanuva. "To be honest, nearly the same thing had once happened to me."

Vlakro stared at Takanuva, amazed. "You're lying."

"No, I'm not. Like you - supposedly like you - I was once a Matoran as well," said Takanuva.

"You really were?!" asked Vlakro in shock.

"Of course. I was once an Av-Matoran, which are Matoran of Light," explained Takanuva. "I was told that I lost my memory in the Time Slip-"

"Time Slip? What's that?" asked Vlakro, interrupting Takanuva.

"Funny you should ask, being a Toa of Time and all-" began Takanuva. Before he could finish, a scream pierced the sound of the night.

"What was that?!" Vlakro said, frantically looking around.

"Someone's in trouble, but the sounds of it," said Takunuva sternly.

"Then let's go!" cried out Vlakro.

The two Toa sped off into the trees. As they were cutting through the branches of the forest, Vlakro noticed the leaves of a vine rustle at Takanuva's feet.

"Takanuva, watch out!" yelled Vlakro. He rammed himself into Takanuva, bowling him over. But it was too late.

A large, plant-like monster with long, sharp teeth appeared out of the ground. It snapped its jaws hungrily.

"Vlakro...what is that?" asked Takanuva, getting up.

Vlakro helped his friend up. "No idea...but I fought one of these before, when I was searching for Krivos the second time," said Vlakro, remembering Krivos's death.

"So...how do we defeat it?" asked Takanuva, as the two heroes stood back from the plant.

"Easy. We attack its useless, gaping mouth," growled Vlakro.

"OK...that's nice to know," muttered Takanuva. He unsheathed his blades while Vlakro unsheathed his.

"You go on ahead. I'll deal with this beast," said Vlakro.

"But Vlakro-" Takanuva objected. Vlakro cut him off.

"We don't have time to argue. Now go!" yelled Vlakro.

Takanuva nodded and raced off into the trees. Vlakro whirled around to face the creatures.

"Now let me finish you off," said Vlakro in anger. The creature hissed at him in amusement.

Before it could react, however, Vlakro jumped into the air. All of the sudden, Vlakro's blades were gone, and he was riding an air board that consisted of his blades.

"This is new," said Vlakro, grinning. He straight into the creature. The creature howled in pain, which shocked Vlakro. The creature then slumped onto the ground, and shuddered. It then lay still.

Vlakro smiled with grim satisfaction as he raced off toward the village of Spherus Magna's Ta-Koro.

When Vlakro got there, he gasped.

Huts were in ruins, many of them lying in heaps of wood and iron. Several of them were on fire. Near them, broken contraptions lay on the ground. Vlakro thought he saw several bodies on the ground, but they turned out to be just broken wooden beams.

Vlakro flew down onto the ground and the board became his blades again.

He looked around Where is everyone? thought Vlakro. He caught a glimpse of a red Matoran. He ran to the Matoran, who was swaying.

"What's happening here?! Where is everybody?!" asked Vlakro, who caught the Matoran.

"They're...they're back, Toa Vlakro...they're...back..." said the Matoran, who was gasping for breath.

"Who's 'they'?! Please tell me!" exclaimed Vlakro urgently.

What the Matoran said next confirmed Vlakro's fears.

"They...the Makuta." Before Vlakro could say a word, the Matoran fainted in his arms.