Avohkahs' Sparks, on Feb 22 2009, 12:56 PM, said:
I would say A is the best choice. Any suggestions for what I should do with the story of my entry?
Well...not sure right now...I have to go and eat lunch now.....and I have some studying to do...I'll write Chapter 4 when I have time...
finished eating....still have to study but I'll be on here for a little bit more....and I started Ch. 4!!!
Major edit: Chapter 4!!!
At the Bone Hunter’s Camp, the 20 Skrall were locked into a conversation with the hunters.
“We need you to find this Skrall,” said the leader, presenting a scroll to Fero.
“I haven’t seen any Skrall lately, but I think my troops can find her,” replied Fero as he read the scroll.
“Our master, Tuma says that we have two weeks to find her or else he plans to conquer Bara Magna automatically,” answered the leader.
“Then I think we’d better get started,” said Fero, “Who knows where she’s at now…”
Gresh executed another flip and fired his thornax launcher. Tarix dodged it and fired his. Gresh swiped the oncoming thornax and leaped into the air, splitting his shield in half and knocked Tarix down. The Water Glatorian got up and exchanged blows between his Water Blades and Gresh’s Razor swords.
Gresh performed another flip and fired his thornax, not at Tarix but the ground nearby and that caused a small explosion, sending Tarix across the arena. He fell and this time, Gresh won.
“Well done, Gresh. But I think I see some company,” replied Tarix.
“You’re lying, aren’t you?” asked Gresh.
“Then meet the Princess of the Skrall,” said Skralla.
Gresh turned to see Strakk and a Skrall riding on top of a Spitik.
“Who are you?” asked Gresh.
“I am Princess Skralla, or at least I once was…” replied Skralla.
“I’ve heard legends about you,” said Tarix, “But what is going on now? Why did you run away from Roxtus?”
“I can’t tell you right now, until we find a hiding place. I am on the run from Tuma,” said Skralla.
“I know just the place,” said Gresh.
Gresh led the others to his hut, deep within the forestry of Tesara. Upon arriving his hut, Gresh opened a secret passageway that led to another room. Making sure that everyone got inside, he sealed the door.
“Okay. We’ll be safe in here, if any intruder comes in, I’ve built another passageway to escape,” said Gresh, “Now tell us more about yourself, Skralla.”
“Well…I was raised by Tuma for thousands of years. He was once a wise, noble ruler of the Skrall, but one day, ever since his “Class” was attacked by unknown entities, he grew concerned about me and worried me too much. Then as he became the last of his kind, he knew that someone like him was going to have to put things under control. That included him to conquer all of Bara Magna. I disagreed with his plans,” explained Skralla.
She hesitated to see if they were listening, then she resumed her tale.
“He wanted to conquer Bara Magna so he sent his “Skrall” to matches, gaining places, such as an oasis that your tribe wanted, Gresh.”
“How did you know my tribe needed that?” asked Gresh.
“Simple, I overhear what my father says to his troops and then I keep them in a diary but apparently I left it behind. I only had so much time to escape from Roxtus before he completely controlled me. Now I’m on the run, trying to get help from you guys as well as others that are against the Skrall’s new rule,” said Skralla.
Flashback: 101,950 years ago… (The Lift off of Mata Nui)
Certavus and Skralla raced across the shoreline of the Great Sea. According to Certavus, the Great Being’s project of a giant robot was complete. It was any time that the robot would finally awake and begin its journey.
“Is it still there?” asked Skralla, barely breathing.
“It’s hard to say…but I think I see something shiny up ahead!” replied Certavus.
They stopped just as an earthquake hit. The quake almost knocked them off of their feet.
“I think he’s awakening!” shouted Certavus.
It was true alright. The robot called Mata Nui lifted his head up, looking at the bright sky. He then pushed himself up and reached himself to the sky. The pressure of his hands caused the earthquake. Once Mata Nui stood up, he looked down at his feet. There he saw two strange beings that were looking back at him. His eyes were emerald green like the forestry of Tesara.
I would like to talk to them but I must leave. My universe needs protection,
thought the Great Spirit.
Mata Nui bent his knees and jumped into the air. As long as the energy from his insides was flowing, he could stay in the air and fly into the galaxy.
Certavus and Skralla watched until the giant robot disappeared into the sky, perhaps forever.
“That is sure one powerful robot. I can’t believe he looked at us!” said Skralla.
“I was worried that he might attack us!” replied Certavus, “But it appears that he has some work to do. Who knows, maybe he’ll come back here for a visit.”
As soon as Skralla finished her tale, Tarix asked, “Then what will happen? Are you going to set up a rebellion?”
“I would, but what I need is a miracle. It’s going to take more than convincing him to have a change of heart,” answered Skralla.
Suddenly they all heard a noise of a stampede above. They could hear some conversation about a Skrall. Skralla gasped, they were on their way. If they find them here, she would get caught and sent back.
“Let’s go!” said Gresh, “We’ll take this secret exit.”
“Let’s head to my village,” said Tarix, “One of my friends, Berix would be more than happy to meet you, princess.”
Edited by Toa Mata Nui, 23 February 2009 - 03:29 AM.