The Journey Home

CHAPTER I

Jahoan was hanging onto the side of a boat, the waves crashing into the vessel, and threatening to tear the ship apart. However, this was no ordinary storm at sea. As the small ship fought the raging sea, they were being dragged closer and closer to the column of light and energy in the center of the storm.



“Help!” Jahoan cried.



A blue-clad hand reached down and grabbed his arm, pulling him back up onto the deck.



“Are you okay?” Cali asked, worried about more than just the situation.



“I'm alright, but it might have been better to stay where I was.” He replied.



“Not to interrupt, but I could use some help at the wheel.” Another Matoran asked.



“No problem Rayon.” Cali said, and they both rushed to the helm.



The two of them grabbed the wheel, and tried to keep it in place, to no avail. The boat continued on its uncontrolled spiral toward the wormhole. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck the side of the ship, disintegrating a section of the hull, causing the ship to start sinking.

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<p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in">“We're taking on water, and the rudder's half gone!” Shouted Quito, a Matoran of Stone, who did not like the feeling of uneasiness that came from being on a boat during a storm.

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<p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in">Delak, a Matoran of Sonics said, “If I can say one thing, ROCK, DEAD AHEAD!!!”

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<p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in">He was right, a protrusion of stone lay right in the path of the ship. The ship slammed head-first into the spike, throwing the crew into the air. The six Matoran splashed down into the raging sea, at the mercy of the wind and waves. The pounding water threatened to drown them. But they had more than that to worry about, as they were caught in the whirlpool around the beam of light. Try as they might, the water was stronger.

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<p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in">“Everyone, come to me!” Jahoan ordered as he pulled, with much difficulty, a bright, glowing rock. The stone was known as the Nuva Stone, an artifact of incredible power. The other Matoran swam to him, becoming exhausted from fighting the water.

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<p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in">As the Matoran neared the wormhole, it became harder to stick together, until they were sucked in, and were sent spinning uncontrollably in the column of energy. Then, blackness, but overwhelming background noise blocked out all else.

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<p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in">Jahoan shouted, but he couldn't hear anything above the din. Finally, he saw a bright light up ahead, and then he spotted Cali, Delak, and the others, all flying toward the portal. He started moving to the opening, almost swimming, until he was within arms-reach of them. Then he crossed through the doorway, and he could still see his Matoran friends, the noise had gone down as well, so he could hear Cali when she asked, “Where are we going? What is this?”

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<p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in">Jahoan replied, “I think we're in some kind of wormhole, where we're heading however, I do not know.

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<p align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in">Suddenly, another doorway appeared, and they could make out details of some kind of forest. Then, an energy current separated Jahoan from the rest of the group. They then abruptly came out of the portal, and the ground came rushing up to meet them.

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<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in">CHAPTER II