The War Stories of Toa Wrilii: A Hero's Birth

The War Stories of Toa Wrilii: A Hero's Birth is a short serial written by TheLostGreatBeing. It details Wrilii's transformation into a Toa and the formation of the Alliance of Justice. It is also a prequel to the The War Stories of Toa Wrilii.

Chapter One
400 years before the Great Cataclysm...

"How fortunate I am," thought Wrilii with sarcasm. There was no reason not to hate the life he lived. After all, it's the kind of life anyone would hate. The island of Stelt was nothing more but a floating waste on water.

Today business was as usual as the day before. He'll end up selling useles junk to total losers, some moronic brute or a arrogant ruler would walk into his makeshift shack made from the remains of ships Stelt sold themselves with the threat to move one spot over to make room for another arena; which would probably be brought down within minutes, a fight would break out outside over useless things like a widget on the dusty road, and then it would all end with useless attempts to fall asleep on the foul-smelling hammock he used as his bed.

No Matoran on Stelt would say that this was the life they wanted to live, but the life they were forced to live. Here, lowlives, rogues, madmen, and criminals would come for a good spot to live or a good deal that neither Toa nor Dark Hunter would catch. But for Wrilii, life was just Karzahni to him. He had Makuta to blame for that.

If it weren't for those mad demons, he'd still be on the Tren Krom Peninsula. He'd still be a humble navigator, still a Zo-Matoran living near the Ojrax River, still best friend of sweet Coryna. But no, the Makuta just had to step in and burn their villlage into ashes. If only Gorast herself were among those ashes.Now he was redused to this: a trader who has to bring a Kanoka disk with him when he goes outside.

As Wrilii bruded, the door smashed open. "Hey Kane-Ra head," said Wrilii to his new guest. "They came up with something called 'knocking', have you heard of-" He couldn't even finish his insult before being blasted with lightning bolts. Wrilii shook as the shock of the electricity surged through his system, he couldn't even scream.

After another few seconds, the lightning had faded off of Wrilii. The Matoran dropped to the ground, paralyzed. Looking up, he saw two blue and white colored reptiles with the smell of hot sulfur standing before him. Then, another being entered the room. He was tall with a gun-metal Kanohi mask and silver and black armor. He had a pair of hideous wings carried a staff with purple energy swurling around it's bladed end. Wrilii could see the evil smile behind his mask.

"Hello Wrilii," said the being. "It's time you got the chance of seeing what a Makuta can really do to Matoran, especially you."

Characters

 * Wrilii
 * The Makuta of Stelt
 * Two Rahkshi of Electricity

Trivia

 * The title was inspired by ToaHydros's story The Hydros Chronicles: Mission of Memories