Storm of Deception

Storm of Deception is a story focusing on the Matoran Altron and his arch-enemy Quito.

Prologue: Duel of the Storm
The blistering wind swept across the plain, giving way to a sheer cliff, upon which two figures stood, armed and ready for combat. The figure nearest to the drop had eyes ablaze with madness, and a wicked looking dagger in his hand, the tip green with dripping poison. The second figure, farther from the drop, wore an azure wedge-shaped mask, in stark contrast to his opponent's midnight black facial piece. The second figure's yellow eyes blazed, not with madness, but with anger. The figure carried a spear shod in silver, the head shining in the moonlight. The second figure spoke.

“How could you? How could you betray your people, betray ME!”

The second figure responded, “They were never my people, and we were never friends, Altron.”

Altron retorted with: “You are a thief and a murderer, Quito. That isn't like the Quito I know.”

“Then I guess you don't know me at all.” Quito spat.

“That doesn't change the fact that you killed five Matoran, desecrated a shrine, and made off with a sacred artifact.”

“Why do think that artifact is special, Altron. Is it because of the history behind it? Or is it because of the power.” He said as he turned around, revealing to Altron the madness that blazed like fire in his enemy's eyes.

Altron had had enough. “This. Ends. NOW!”

The Ta-Matoran charged, ramming his shoulder into his opponent's chest, and shattering his heartlight. Quito responded with a fist to Altron's neck, leaving a burn mark on the side of his neck. Pain surged from the spot, but Altron ignored it, retaliating by shoving his spear into Quito's shoulder. The shock was enough to get the deranged Po-Matoran off of him. However, Quito hooked him on his arm with the poisoned blade, leaving a thin green scratch across his armor. As Altron gripped his arm in pain, Quito yanked the spear out of his shoulder. Tossing the spear to the side, Quito charged with an animalistic roar. Altron swung his arm, striking Quito in the mask and sending him flying to the side. The Po-Matoran struck his head on a protruding rock with a crack. When he raised his head, a large chunk of his mask had broken off. Even more enraged, Quito rose and flew at Altron, tackling him and forcing him to the ground. With a strike of his fist Altron's Kanohi went flying, landing on the ground with a clatter. Weakened, Altron could only hold shield his face with his hands as Quito bombarded him with punches. With much effort, Altron shoved Quito off him and rolled to his mask. Pressing it to his face, Altron's Kanohi magnetically adhered to his face. With new energy, Altron ran at Quito. The Po-Matoran ducked beneath Altron, and sent him to the cliff-edge. The sadistic Matoran drew his poisoned blade, and rose it to deliver the final blow.

“Time to die, Altron. Your time is up!”

“Agreed, except that it will be you who falls tonight!” Altron shouted. Suddenly a surge of energy burst from the clouds, striking the blade of the dagger. Quito screamed as the current ravaged his cells, amplified by the metal of his armor and skeleton. The Matoran's red heartlight shattered into splinters of crimson glass. What showed of his organic tissue blistered, and his expression was frozen in a scream. When the torrent ended, Quito fell past Altron and tumbled over the edge of the cliff. Altron turned over and saw the black speck that was Quito plummet into the river that raged below. The insane Matoran disappeared in the swell of a wave, and that was the last he saw of his adversary.

Part 1: Memories of Betrayal
The spiral of corruption.

Chapter 1:


Part 2: The Return
The perseverance of evil.

Part 3: The Fall
When good and evil clash, a hero will rise.

Characters

 * Altron
 * Quito