The Vahkshi Chronicles

The Vahkshi Chronicles is a Bionicle Fan Fiction made by me, Xion622. It follows the story of the half mechanical being, Vahkshi, as he hunts for the Kanohi Braidix, mask of Power.

Chapter 1
Vahkshi looked into the scope of his energy Crossbow. He was hired by a Matoran, who's villige was being threatened by a brute named Karke`. He was lying down on a cliff, watching the monster now, he needed a perfect shot, or he would be spotted. Vahkshi wanted to keep a low profile, so he found it best to do it in one shot.

Vahkshi's finger was on the trigger, and was about to squeeze, when he felt a blow to the side. Vahkshi was flung off the cliff, but caught on to the rock, with his stong mechanical hand. He looked down at the ground below, and saw a giant boulder, about 55 feet below. Vahkshi looked up, and saw a brute, who wore a cloak over his face and body.

"Now who's being assinated?" the brute asked, in a spine chilling voice.

Good thing I don't have a spine. Vahkshi thought, raising his crossbow at the being.

Vahkshi fired, the bolt striking the brute dead in the face. Vahkshi didn't know if that killed him, or if when he tripped off the mountain did. But either worked for Vahkshi. He climbed back up, and loaded another bolt into the crossbow, making that three. Vahkshi took aim again, and hit Krake` in the head. Krake` turned, and Vahkshi fired another, killing him. Vahkshi lowered his weapon and walked away.

Vahkshi sat in the hut of the Matoran leader.

"So I killed the guy," Vahkshi said, "and his partner, and for that, you must pay me double."

"Thank you, Vahkshi," the Matoran said, "now we can focus on the real treasure."

That's what caught Vahkshi's attention.

"What treasure?" He asked.

"Oh, nothing."

Vahkshi jumpped at the Matoran and pinned him to the wall, crossbow pointed at his head.

"Tell me," Vahkshi said, "tell me, and won't have to pay me double," Vahkshi smiled, "and I won't kill you."

"Fine!" the Matoran said, "I'll tell you."

Vahkshi dropped the Matoran, and backed up. The Matoran looked at Vahkshi, fear in his eyes. He stood up and started to speak.

"The Kanohi Briadix," the Matoran said, "the mask of power. Krate` was trying to stop us. The legends say it is on the island of Drata."

Vahkshi started to walk away.

"Keep your widgets," He said, "I don't need them with that information."

Vahkshi walked toward the harbor, he needed a boat, and his canoe wasn't going to be any good. He came across the perfect ship, smaller, faster, and it had an engine.

"Can I help you?" a voice said.

Vahkshi wirled, to see a Le-Matoran, who was obviously a sales-Matoran.

"Yes," Vahkshi replied, "I would like to... purchase this boat."

The sales-Matoran smiled. "That would be 5930 widgets."

Vahkshi reached into his pack, and pulled out a 4300 value of widgets. "How about I give you this much, and take the boat."

"I'm afraid I can't do that."

Vahkshi jumpped in the boat, and gave him the widgets.

"Well now you can," Vahkshi said.

The sales-Matoran was going to protest, but he decided not to when he saw his crossbow.

"Thank you for... business," The Matoran said.

Vahkshi chuckled. "If you say so."

He started the boat and took off.

"Well Datra," Vahkshi said, "prepare to meet your thief."