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Vhisola rose amongst the wreckage that had been Metru-Nui, her chest a heaving tank. Her heart pounded as an earthquake, her body numb, a separate entity from her throbbing mind. Her vision blurred the world. She panted desperately, awaiting what seemed an eternity for clarity to return to existence.
"Ehrye?" The word was her own, but did not seem the part.
Silence wrapped its pale fingers around her throat and clenched. The familiar voice of another pried open its grip. Thanks became her.
"Vhisola?"
The Ga-Matoran whipped her head toward the source, her head swimming. Clarity slowly flowed back as the ocean, the form of Ehrye vaguely visible in the blackness. The sun-holes above had been blocked in the tremor.
"Are--ah, are you okay?" asked Vhisola. "That quake...horrible." She grimaced, stifling a cry of pain.
Ehrye stumbled closer over the carnage until his smile was visible, warm and comforting. Redeeming. "I'm...Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry." Even in the dark his eyes themselves smiled, reassuring. His smile flipped into a frown. "Where're the others?"
"I don't know... or if they're even still alive." She felt lunch coming up. "So what do we do now?"
Ehrye opened his mouth, then closed it, was silent. Vhisola too was speechless. The earthquake had wreaked utter destruction upon half of the Metru-Nui earth, the aftershocks--well, shocking. All sense of safety robbed, the two Matoran had tumbled into unconsciousness, black as the shadows about. Frantic, panicked inquiry filled the silence between them.
But the darkness was not complete. Vhisola scanned the shadows, spotted a weak light. "Maybe they went that way?" She gestured cautiously. It was as if too significant a movement would be her death.
Ehrye glanced at her, at the light, raised an eyebrow. "You sure?" he asked.
She hesitated. "No. Is their another choice? Besides, it's...it's not like there's any other place they could have gone." Still, she remained still. "Worth a look, don't you think?"
Ehrye did not respond, already trekking across the debris.
* * *
Nearly a full day--or was it night?--and their search had merited no results. It was common knowledge now that Mata-Nui was their true host, their whole world; logically, there existed some way out. The light Vhisola had noticed had been hard to discover, though; brighter toward the end of the cavern, but the tunnel was steel, reflective. Deceitful.
Ehrye pushed through a small pile of rubble, paused his work to run to Vhisola's call. The metal wall was cracked--an outside was paradise.
Trees - flowering plants - grass - and beings of all kinds. Some were recognizable as Matoran and Toa, some alien.
For a moment, Ehrye's heart leaped at the possibility of escape. Rationale stifled the impulse. "We cannot leave this way," the Ko-Matoran said dejectedly. "There's nothing we can use to widen the crack." The word burned his throat as he forced them out. "We have to find another way."
* * *
The dim reflection on the cave walls faded as the Matoran continued their search. They had found a hatch, but it was jammed, the twisted metal impossible to open. Light was blocked--whatever the inside possessed with shrouded in the ever-present darkness. The light dimmed every hour, until further exploration became an impossible task. The two Matoran made themselves as comfortable as they could get on mounds of protodermic rubble and slept.
Sunrise arrived. Ehyre and Vhisola and decided to explore a tunnel that the Ga-Matoran had found the night prior. After searching the rest of the metallic cavern and emerging empty-handed, it seemed that the tunnel was their only hope of escape.
The light in the cave gradually strengthened as the pair traveled down its length. As the two Matoran reached the top of the tunnel, they saw a large hole - it did not lead into the paradise they had seen before, but into a second cave. It seemed that they had reached a large cavern, lit artificially. Six tunnels led into six different types of terrain that reminded the Matoran of the island of Mata Nui: fire, water, earth, ice, sand and jungle.
It was, succinctly, majestic.
Vhisola and Ehrye ate some of the fruit from the forest area and then began to search the cave.
The cavern was filled with small trinkets, scattered amongst the shadows of the elemental tunnels.
"Vhisola! I found something!" shouted Ehrye.
Vhisola ran to his side and looked with him at the rock wall. Inscribed on the wall, in perfectly-readable yet ancient Matoran language, was a story. Together, Ehrye and Vhisola began to read, their eyes widening at the tale the words told:
"Many billions of years ago, two large spiral galaxies collided. As the massive black holes collided in the center, a large blast of pure was sent forth and fierce jets of matter spewed from the black hole, planting the area around it with the elements, but also destroying the galaxy. These waves of gas hit a solar system that contained a rocky world known as Spherus Magna. The waves of matter were seeded with the elements needed to make energized protodermis. Over the years, the protodermis formed in the planet's core and filtered through to the surface, turning the barren world into a lush planet filled with life."
Their eyes wide, Vhisola and Ehrye exchanged a wondrous look...something had begun.
"Ehrye?" The word was her own, but did not seem the part.
Silence wrapped its pale fingers around her throat and clenched. The familiar voice of another pried open its grip. Thanks became her.
"Vhisola?"
The Ga-Matoran whipped her head toward the source, her head swimming. Clarity slowly flowed back as the ocean, the form of Ehrye vaguely visible in the blackness. The sun-holes above had been blocked in the tremor.
"Are--ah, are you okay?" asked Vhisola. "That quake...horrible." She grimaced, stifling a cry of pain.
Ehrye stumbled closer over the carnage until his smile was visible, warm and comforting. Redeeming. "I'm...Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry." Even in the dark his eyes themselves smiled, reassuring. His smile flipped into a frown. "Where're the others?"
"I don't know... or if they're even still alive." She felt lunch coming up. "So what do we do now?"
Ehrye opened his mouth, then closed it, was silent. Vhisola too was speechless. The earthquake had wreaked utter destruction upon half of the Metru-Nui earth, the aftershocks--well, shocking. All sense of safety robbed, the two Matoran had tumbled into unconsciousness, black as the shadows about. Frantic, panicked inquiry filled the silence between them.
But the darkness was not complete. Vhisola scanned the shadows, spotted a weak light. "Maybe they went that way?" She gestured cautiously. It was as if too significant a movement would be her death.
Ehrye glanced at her, at the light, raised an eyebrow. "You sure?" he asked.
She hesitated. "No. Is their another choice? Besides, it's...it's not like there's any other place they could have gone." Still, she remained still. "Worth a look, don't you think?"
Ehrye did not respond, already trekking across the debris.
* * *
Nearly a full day--or was it night?--and their search had merited no results. It was common knowledge now that Mata-Nui was their true host, their whole world; logically, there existed some way out. The light Vhisola had noticed had been hard to discover, though; brighter toward the end of the cavern, but the tunnel was steel, reflective. Deceitful.
Ehrye pushed through a small pile of rubble, paused his work to run to Vhisola's call. The metal wall was cracked--an outside was paradise.
Trees - flowering plants - grass - and beings of all kinds. Some were recognizable as Matoran and Toa, some alien.
For a moment, Ehrye's heart leaped at the possibility of escape. Rationale stifled the impulse. "We cannot leave this way," the Ko-Matoran said dejectedly. "There's nothing we can use to widen the crack." The word burned his throat as he forced them out. "We have to find another way."
* * *
The dim reflection on the cave walls faded as the Matoran continued their search. They had found a hatch, but it was jammed, the twisted metal impossible to open. Light was blocked--whatever the inside possessed with shrouded in the ever-present darkness. The light dimmed every hour, until further exploration became an impossible task. The two Matoran made themselves as comfortable as they could get on mounds of protodermic rubble and slept.
Sunrise arrived. Ehyre and Vhisola and decided to explore a tunnel that the Ga-Matoran had found the night prior. After searching the rest of the metallic cavern and emerging empty-handed, it seemed that the tunnel was their only hope of escape.
The light in the cave gradually strengthened as the pair traveled down its length. As the two Matoran reached the top of the tunnel, they saw a large hole - it did not lead into the paradise they had seen before, but into a second cave. It seemed that they had reached a large cavern, lit artificially. Six tunnels led into six different types of terrain that reminded the Matoran of the island of Mata Nui: fire, water, earth, ice, sand and jungle.
It was, succinctly, majestic.
Vhisola and Ehrye ate some of the fruit from the forest area and then began to search the cave.
The cavern was filled with small trinkets, scattered amongst the shadows of the elemental tunnels.
"Vhisola! I found something!" shouted Ehrye.
Vhisola ran to his side and looked with him at the rock wall. Inscribed on the wall, in perfectly-readable yet ancient Matoran language, was a story. Together, Ehrye and Vhisola began to read, their eyes widening at the tale the words told:
"Many billions of years ago, two large spiral galaxies collided. As the massive black holes collided in the center, a large blast of pure was sent forth and fierce jets of matter spewed from the black hole, planting the area around it with the elements, but also destroying the galaxy. These waves of gas hit a solar system that contained a rocky world known as Spherus Magna. The waves of matter were seeded with the elements needed to make energized protodermis. Over the years, the protodermis formed in the planet's core and filtered through to the surface, turning the barren world into a lush planet filled with life."
Their eyes wide, Vhisola and Ehrye exchanged a wondrous look...something had begun.
Last edited by Celu on 15th July 2011, 3:12 pm; edited 4 times in total
