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CHAPTER 3                       Macku

 

 

This is bad.

 

I stood facing the ruined remains of the bridge that had once connected Naho Bay with Ga-Koro.  A couple minutes ago a swarm of razorfish cut through the bridges supports. There was nothing we could do. Nothing I could do.  Two matoran had been wading in the water just before it happened. They might not feel the water ever again. Tekea shark and razorfish were beginning fill up the water surrounding the village. We can’t swim back. Our homes were now a prison for every matoran that remained.

 

“We need to do something,” I said half to myself and half to the few who were with me.

 

One of the nearby ga-matoran turned to me.

 

“What?” she said with defeat in her voice.

 

“We can.. We can get help from one of the other villages. But we need to move quickly. Before things get worse. ”

 

Some determination grew inside of me. But still. This is really bad.

 

-

Jaller


 

A ta-matoran wearing a black Kaukau entered the war room. His shoulders rose and fell from exertion.

 

“Captain, the cable car has been broken.”

 

“How?”

 

“Not sure. Keahi says it looked like the cable detached from the ko side.”

 

So was this an accident or has there been an attack? The first toa to show up since before we came to the island. A matoran with no memory that came from nowhere. The rahi are going crazy and now this. Something isn’t right. The amnesiac, Takua, looked at me with concern.

 

“Do you think something attacked them?”

 

“It’s possible,” I replied. “Nuhrii, gather a squad and meet at the gates.  Kapura will be in charge. All of you are to head over to the ko side and find out what happened. I’ll tell Turaga  Vakama what’s going on.”

 

I started to leave the room, but I was reminded of something.

 

“Can I go with them?” Takua asked me.

 

I wasn’t expecting him to ask something like that.

 

“Why do you want to go?”

 

“I want to explore the rest of this island. Meet the other matoran who live here, and I can help them too.”

 

“Alright,” I shrugged.

 

“Really? I thought I’d have to convince you a bit more.”

 

“I don’t see a reason to stop someone who’s trying to their fellow matoran. As long as you understand the risks.”

 

I walked to the back of the room and grabbed a sheathed sword with a shoulder strap attached from a rack leaning against the wall and handed to Takua.

 

“Just in case.”

 

He slung the strap over his shoulder.

 

“Thanks,” he said excitedly. “When do we leave?”

 

-

 

Takua

 

We didn’t travel too far before the sun began to set, and we made camp. After we finished setting up, Kapura, the red matoran from before, gathered everyone around the campfire.

 

“We will have to climb up the mountain to reach the ko side of North march,” he explained. “It will probably take another day to reach it.”

 

The matoran with the black mask, Nuhrii I think, groaned in response.

 

“That climb isn’t going to be fun”

 

“Have you been up there before?” I asked.

 

“Yeah, a couple of times.”

 

“What’s it like?”

 

“Cold. The matoran aren’t much different.”

 

“You know what Jaller says.” Kapura intoned.

 

Nuhrii sighed, “We do what we have to.”

 

-

 

We continued our journey mostly in silence. Kapura staying in the front; a few bio ahead of me. Nuhrii walked next to me most of the time. We talked a bit, but the ta-matoran seemed more focused on getting to our destination as soon as possible.The ashes and stone of Ta-Koro had slowly turned into plains filled with tall grass. And unlike Ta-Koro, the skies here were clear and blue.We’d been walking for a few hours when Nuhrii suddenly tapped my shoulder and pointed to our left side.

 

“Are those ga-matoran?” he said.

 

I looked where he was pointing, and about a kio away I could see blue figures waving at us to come closer. Kapura walked into my field of vision. He was already almost halfway there. How did he..? Kapura stopped and called to us.

 

“Follow me! They may need our help!”

 

“This better be quick.” Nuhrii grumbled.

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