Conquest of Fear

Conquest of Fear is a story by thechapmaniac1 following the story of Sewall, a former Dark Hunter in the ruins of Metru Nui after Journey's End.

Chapter 1
8 months after Makuta Teridax's death.

The last of the matoran have left Metru Nui. However, Metru Nui was not empty. Although the evenings tended to be dim and the artificial moon and sun took slower to rise and set, Metru Nui, and the rest of the Matoran Universe, remained habitable. Those who did survive Makuta Teridax's dark reign saw this now empty body as a safe haven from the Toa and Glatorian outside, who have all but neglected their former home.

For Sewall, this came as a new opportunity to conquer the world. Being one of The Shadowed One's top Assassins, Sewall managed to escape with his life where his master hadn't. Aided by a loose team of nine dark hunters, Sewall managed to round up a lost force of around forty skadki. It wasn't hard, really. Skadki where intelligent, nut they love life. Sewall is an expert at taking it away. They soon figured out it was wise to have Sewall on their side.

The blue clad Sewall calmly walked out of the Coliseum, which now <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">showed signs of weathering due to poor matinence, to greet his forces. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">All skadki and Dark Hunters immediately stood unnaturally still as <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Sewall inspected each and everyone of them.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Attention," Sewall shouted after clearing his throat. "You may think <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">because the Toa are gone, it's going to be easy to take this world. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">It's not. I have heard countless stories of matoran mysteriously <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">dissapearing in my time spying on them. Some of this is to be <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">expected, as the archives have broken down again. But this city of <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">legends harbors another threat.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"The Vahki have returned," Sewall said, letting it sink in. "They have <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">been seen lurking around the city with machines we think are the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Krahli. There is a small number of them, but they are far deadlier <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">than the Vahki that patrolled these streets over a thousand years ago. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">These one can kill. But they cannot be killed."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">The croud of Skadki and Dark Hunters erupted in a series of nervous <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">whispers. Sewall expected this. In total, including himself, Sewall's <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">force composed of fifty beings. It was barely enough to hold and mann <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">the city's defenses, nevertheless defend it against an internal <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">threat.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Many of you may perish in the coming weeks," Sewall resumed his <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">speech. "However, we need to prove to the world of our might. And <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Metru Nui is the first step. We must rid our city of this threat <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">before we can recruit more soldiers and move onto the next island. We <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">can, and will find a way to destroy this threat."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">With that, Sewall turned around, heading back into the Coliseum, with <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">his second-in-command, Blood, trailing close behind him.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Wait!" Blood said, hurrying after Sewall. "Sewall! Sewall! I found <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">something that may be of use!"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"What is it," Sewall said, lolking into Blood's eyes. Since Makuta <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Teridax died, Blood had never let him down. Calmly, Blood placed a <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">tablet with Matoran runes scribbled in it accompanied by pictures.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"It's the Vahki designs," Blood said. "Made by Nuparu himself. It <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">tells how to wire the Vahki and how to program them. And if we know <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">this then---"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"We can wire these new Vahki into doing what we want."

<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;">Trezak and Plague laid out the rest of their copper net on the ground. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">The Skadki and Dark Hunter where near Metru Nui's shore, in what used <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">to be Ta-Metru, which ironically was a hot spot for Vahki and Krahli <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">activity. Trezak clutched a tridont, lying in wait with Plague, who <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">clutched his poison daggers.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Trezak had wondered why they called him Plague. Like Lariska, he was <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">found of poison daggers. However, Plague's daggers held poison that <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">wouldn't kill you immediately. Instead, it would introduce a new <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">disease into one's body that would cause as much pain as possible <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">without making one feint or damaging one's nerves. Eventually, either <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">the victim would commit suicide or the disease would stop their heart. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Either way was entertaining to Plague.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">However, as the Vahki where completely mechanical, they where not <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">subject to organic diseases. Plague planned for this, using his <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">natural power over electricity he charged each knife, which he custom <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">made out of Lithium and Copper, almost to their bursting point with <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">electricity, so any rough contact would result in their explosions. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Plague smiled as he patted his knives--- carefully---as he grabbed an <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">end of the copper wire trap they laid out for any passing Vahki.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Trezak and Plague stood there nearly all day, getting stiff, when <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">finally a red tinted Vahki, Kanoka disk in mouth, trotted on top of <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">their trap. Plague instinctively sent hundreds of volts of electricity <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">though the former peacekeeper's body, knocking it unconscious. Neither <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Plague nor Trezak knew or cared how electrical attacks could take out <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">these mutated Vahki who needed no power source, but i's the only thing <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">that seems to work on them. Physical attacks seem to do nothing but <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">waste time, as they can rebuild themselves. Physic attacks do nothing <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">as these Vahki still have something like a hive mind. The only way to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">get to them is to mess with their power source.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Trezak, hand me the instructions," Plague said, opening up his hand, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">which had a copy of Blood's instructions a second later. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Unceremoniously, Plague dug a copper knife into the Vahki's skull and <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">wedged open its plating, revealing several different wires. Wuth the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">trained hands of a being all too familiar with bombs, Plague rewired <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">the Vahki in record time. When all was said and done, Plague merely <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">put the shell back into place and gave the Vahki a quick zap of <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">elecricity. Immediately, the Vahki's eyes hummed to life, looking <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">instinctively at Plague, looking for orders.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Head to the Coliseum," Plague said. "Their is a dark blue being <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">their. His name is Sewall. He is your new master now."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">The Vahki got up and left, with little sign of recognition that he <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">actually heard what Plague had said.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"What's that?" Trezak said, pointing at a hulking figure forty feet <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">away. "I don't like the look in his eyes."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Krahli," Plague said, satisfied. "Finally, I'll get to use my <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">exploding knives."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"But don't we have to rewire him?" Trezak said.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"No," Plague said, aiming a knife carefully at the Krahli's battered <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">brown head. "Those where designs for Vahki. Krahli are a bit <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">different. A bit more... complicated. And it's not like we can just go <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">ask Mavrah how to wire him, can we?"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Noticing the two, the Krahli charged. Plague threw a dagger at the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Krahli, who ducked. The dagger anhilated the cracked protodermis steet <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">behind the Krahli, as Plague grasped am-nother knife. It had reached <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Trezak, who was batting it back with his trident.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Out of the way, you fool!" Plague said, finding a clear shit at the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Krahli's head. "This'll blow you both to bits if you don't get out of <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">the way!"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Easier said than done," Trezak said, blocking another blow from the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Krahli with his trident. "If I run now, he'll just stab me in the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">back. Sorry, but it seems you can either join me, or kill me."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"That's a sacrifice I'm willing to make," Plague half-said to himself, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">drawing back his dagger. Releasing it, it hit its mark, right in the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Krahli's forehead, causing it to explode. Trezak shielded his face <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">with his hands, dropping his trident, which lay ruined on the ground.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Hey! You destroyed my trident!"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Would you rather be dead?"

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

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Here," Plague said, prying the somewhat hot blades frim the Krahli. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Plague then put Trezak's ruined trident, now just an ugly misshapen <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">staff, in the middle of his two blades. Sending thousands of volts of <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">electricity through the three pieces of metal, Plague waited until <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">they where white-hot to splash some liquid protodermis from the coast <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">on it. Proud of his handiwork, Plague handed the newly-crafted staff <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">to Trezak.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"See?" Plague said. "Good as new. Even better. Let's get back to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Sewall. We'll need more copper wire. And perhaps we can meet up with <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">our Vahki friend."

<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;">Sewall stood over a mighty new empire. The combined Vahki and Krahli, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">who now did whatever their captured Vahki did, made quite an army. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Sure, his skadki could improvise at any given situation and did go to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">extremes to preserve their lives, not to mention the fact they saw <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">violence as an art form, but the Vahki where obediant, powerful, and <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">deadly. Perhaps those should be his Empire's new virtues.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"You wanted to see my master?" Plague said, trailing behing Sewall, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">who was gazing over all of Metru Nui from a great balcony on the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Coliseum.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Yes," Sewall responded. "You're a smart Hunter. And people follow <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">you. Blood is a good second in command, but for this new mission, I'm <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">going to need him with me."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"So... you and Blood are going exploring? Who's going to guard Metru Nui?"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"You, and several Skadki."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"You really think I'm up to it?" Plague asked, still flabbergasted. "I <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">mean the only person I really lead was Trezak. And we almost got <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">killed."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Believe me," Sewall responed, placing his hand on his shoulder. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Whatever danger now lies beyound the Great Barrier is definately way <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">more dangerous than whats happening here."

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

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">At dawn, Blood had the Vahki and Krahli start to contruct war boats to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">bring Sewall's army to the surface. Using the Great Furnace to forge <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">out basic rafts, the Vahki began to mount each vessel with all types <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">of sakvaged machinery. Some boats had motors. Some had rows. Some had <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">mounted disk launchers. Some had Zamor sphere launchers. Not two boats <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">where the same.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">When they where finished, Blood had them moor the fleet in newly <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">contructed docks made of flat slabs of metal. They wheren't perfect, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">but for a fleet of boat contructed in a day, they where the best they <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">could've been.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">At the end of the day, Sewall aporoached Blood.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Tommorow we sail," Sewall whispered to Blood. "Make sure all the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">preparations are in order. I want to quicken this expansion thing <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">before Plague gets any ideas."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"But Trezak has orders to kill him if he does," Blood said. "All our <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">skadki know that. He was your second choice, after all."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"No," Sewall said. "Trezak would suite this role, but he's not the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">makings of a leader, just an easily msnipulated pawn. I want to mold <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">fitting sucessors. I do want my empire to last, you know."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Blood stared at the crack in the Great Barrier. It looked dark and <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">hostile, with bits of twisted metal sticking out of the roof. It was <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">very intimidating.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Ah, don't worry," Sewall said, following Blood's expression. "We'll <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">be fine. Nobody can defeat these Vahki. Well, except us."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"I don't know," Blood said while sighing. "This just feels wrong."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"I know," Sewall said. "Us actually on top for a change. Isn't it strange?"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"It's not that," Blood retorted. "It's just I have a feeling... we <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">really don't want to find out what's at the end of that crack."

<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;"> Sewall was not expecting this.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">  Halfway through his journey through the dark labyrinth of tunnels <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">that once connected Mata Nui to Metru Nui, slabs of smooth metal <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">blocked their way. Nearly unbreakable, the only way to get through was <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">to go around.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"This is absurd," Sewall complained to Blood. "What is the meaning of <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">this? Did tge matoran do this? Oh wait until I get my hands on them--"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Master," Blood said. "We have Vahki. They can merely make a tunnel <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">around this by erasing sections of stone."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Well--" Sewall replied uncertaintly, forgetting these Vahki had the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">ability to do so. As a result of the Great Cataclycism, all Vahki who <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">had survived who used to possess the power to erase matoran thoughts <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">where transformed into beings of disuntegration. "Yes, good. There," <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Sewall ordered while pounting to a wall. "Tunnel through there, but be <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">sure to loop around this slab of metal so we can get back on course."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">The Vahki instinctively did so without question. In a mere thirty <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">minutes, Sewall and his fleet of dark ships where sailing along the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">other end of the tunnel. All was still. Deathly still, and that <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">unnerved Sewall. At several points, cracks in the ceiling let streams <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">of light flutter down to touch Sewall's armor.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Something is not right," Sewall thought to himself.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Finally, the end of the tunnel appeared. Sewall signalled his fleet to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">stop, as his personel boat scouted ahead, Blood in towe, to <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">investigate the opening.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Slowly, the light began to fade. What Sewall witnessed nearly caused <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">him to collapse. Broken machinery lay everwhere. Jagged pieces of <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">metal made the terrain unmaneuverable. Light flooded in from a sun <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">above, a real sun, painting the shiny landscape in blinding glares. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Sewall noticed the whole place was one gigantic messy cavern.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"I don't think this is Mata Nui," Sewall exclaimed, over the roaring <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">of a waterfall. A waterfall he realuzed was inches away from his boat, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">and poared directly into jagged pieces of machinery, into a lake <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">littered with more of the stuff. Sewall curiously noted one eye hole, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">miles off. Next to it was a mountain of razor sharp metal, and off in <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">the distance, Sewall believed he could spot.... greenery.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"God, I didn't want to believe the rumors where true," Blood said. <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"But I believe they where. Mata Nui and Makuta Teridax must have <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">fought... and Makuta must've lost."

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Sewall laughed, staring at the reckage of the Mata Nui robot, or at <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">least the wreckage of the head. Nobody could get in, nobody could get <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">out. It was the perfect defense. He might have to give up expansion, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">at least in the traditionel way, but his empire was the safest it <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">could ever be.

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">"Yes," Sewall yelled at Blood. "Isn't it glorious? Our empire is <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">protected by barriers no being could possibly navigate. Andnwe can <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">still expand. We can build down, or move up. Yes, we shall move up, <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">build an empire that will touch the sky! We may have conquered Metru <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Nui, but it shall be so much more! Yes, with the Vahki, we can build <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">more soldiers, and greater buildungs! We have the resorces! All the <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">metal we need is out here!"

<span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">So began Sewall's mechanical Serge Empire, on the ashes of the Makuta <span style="color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;">of Metru Nui. An empire that would touch the sky.

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