Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26989948-20180223141809/@comment-26892768-20180225220104

(Well it's 5:00 EST so it's time to start)

(And for Toa Hinga's intro she gets a dream/nightmare sequence)

(Aren't I the best)

''Dark. Everything is dark. And yet somehow, she knows where to go.''

''Up ahead is Zakaku - the Makuta neglecting his duties that she needs to get back on track, in a manner of speaking. She doesn't question how she knows he's up ahead, and just goes.''

''Along the way, she passes simple cutouts - Rahkshi, Exo-Toa, and several mutated Rahi. She doesn't question it, and keeps on going.''

''Eventually, she ends up in what she can tell is some sort of darkened arena. She looks around...and flinches when a large, bright light shines down on her, followed by several more. With her vision severely hindered, she backs away slowly, rubbing her eyes so as to see properly again.''

Then the floor collapses beneath her, and vision is the least of her problems.

''Heat. Searing, scorching heat surrounds her on all sides - a roaring chamber of plasma, the heat overwhelming her. Above, the sound of high-pitched laughter fills the air.''

She struggles to stay conscious, completely unaware that she's doing better then she logically should, and somehow forgetting that she can create some water to help with the situation by cooling herself off.

''She looks in the plasma, and in the reflection, she sees one of her teammates. Gaomua. She tries to reach out before she drops past him, but can't, for she finds herself chained to the ground. She looks up in despair as she drops by, watching him fade into nothing as the laughter intensifies.''

''She looks around, and sees another teammate in the plasma - Kuru, whose body is slowly gaining dents, compacting inwards and doing major damage to his internal workings. She tries to reach out again, but her chains are heavier, and she descends faster. Kuru is crushed, and his blood splatters her body. The laughter grows more demented.''

''Another teammate is in the plasma; this time, it's Hahae. She jumps to get to him, but falls to the weight of her chains, and barely manages to catch her teammate being ripped apart by unseen winds, his blood spilling over her as the laughter turns into what sounds like indistinct screams.''

''And another teammate, Kato. She barely manages to reach out with her heavy chains before she drops too far down, and winces as she hears the crackle of electricity and feels the heated blood fall on her. And now she recognizes the screaming - or, to be more accurate, the roars, for they are the roars of the mutated Rahi Zakaku leaves in his wake; the results of his experiments that he lets roam free and terrorize the populace on the island he was meant to help protect.''

''And then she finally hits the bottom, her chains heavier than ever, the roars of Rahi surrounding her, and the heat of the plasma nearly making her unconscious - and honestly, the more she looks, the more the plasma looks like the flames of Karzahni. But then she sees the only teammate she has left...Kotahi. And she's not descending. Her chains may be heavier than ever, but maybe she still has a cha-''

''And then another figure appears inside Kotahi, causing his blood to spill over Hinga as he falls to the side. The other figure seems completely unharmed. And then he seems to merge with the plasma - fire - whatever it is surrounding her.''

''The majority of the plasma around her suddenly moves upward, save for the portion in front of her. She looks up, and she sees why - the plasma has turned into wings attached a familiar figure, even if she can only see his upper body, he's giant, and is now made of plasma.''

Zakaku.

''His big red eyes stare at her with a rather disinterested look, his mouth flat - his default expression, really. His new wings are spread wide, and as she looks, she sees the reflection of her dead teammates.''

Gaomua, who was scattered to the winds.

Kuru, who was crushed under pressure.

Hahae, who was ravaged by nature.

Kato, who was burnt out.

Kotahi, who fell apart.

"Why couldn't you save us?"

"We were counting on you."

"Why did you let us die?"

''"I...I'm sorry..." Tears fall from her eyes. The blood of her allies is as heavy as the chains. "I failed you all..."''

''And then Zakaku leans in closer, looking a lot like a Turaga scolding a Matoran. He scares her more than Karzahni and it's owner right now.''

"Now, maybe if you didn't interfere with business you had nothing to do with, I wouldn't have had to do that."

It's exactly as she remembers, only louder - his monotone, polite voice with a slight echo to it now ringing it her ears due to Zakaku's upsizing.

''Zakaku reaches for her. The heat, the weight, the roars, and the questions finally overwhelm her, and she falls unconscious...''

Hinga awakens with a gasp, clutching her chest and breathing hard. Then she calms down as she realizes that no, she is not in some demented, twisted torture chamber with a giant plasma Zakaku demon, and is in fact not chained to the ground or covered in the blood of her dead allies. She's just wearing her cloak.

Hinga sighs. "Well, that was a pleasant awakening."

She pulls up the hood of her cloak, and takes a look at her surroundings.