Avohkahs' Sparks, on Mar 1 2009, 12:55 PM, said:
Wow, those are really good!Did you make them? Oh, and all you have to do to show that your a member of the 20 Skra club is put something in your sig about it.
Yeah...I sketch the Necklace and the Staff...I'll put a message later in my sig....Right now I have to go to the store....chapter 7 will come later today...it ties w/ comic 2 mostly but it comes from Skralla's point of view....
Major Edit: Chapter 7!!!
Skralla charged to the doorway, she shoved her way through Malum and the Vorox and called on the Green Crystal. Then the staff grew wings and dragged her to the sky.
Yikes! I am flying, but how do I fly this thing
, she thought. She put one leg over it and then sat on the staff. Then she steered upwards into the sky.
Whoa! I can fly like the clouds here
, she thought excitedly. She looked around and saw several places both familiar and unfamiliar.
That big arena seems very interesting, I think I’ll check it out
, she thought as she flew towards Atero.
Back in Roxtus, Tuma was getting more anxious and crabby. It has been 2 days since his daughter ran away. And the Grand Tournament was about to begin in a few hours. He dispatched about 250 Skrall to attack Atero and destroy the
Arena Magna. He knew that it would give the other Glatorian and the Agori a warning about not finding his daughter.
First of all, I’ll disown her if she still resists my plans. If not, then I’ll make her my permanent slave and she'll lose her privilege as “Princess”
, he thought.
Sukata entered his chamber and asked for any of his aid.
Tuma replied, “No, but when Skralla returns, make sure you and Atakus put her in the cages.”
Gresh, Tarix, Strakk, Berix, Raanu, and Metus walked along the Wastelands, heading for Atero. The Grand Tournament was about to begin within an hour. Usually, hundreds of Glatorian and Agori are there the night before.
“Do you think I'll win?” asked Gresh, “I’ve never participated in this but I’ve always attended there to watch.”
“Of course you will!” said Berix. “You know what to do!”
“It’s not everyday that a Glatorian plays in Atero,” answered Tarix.
“What about your new friend?” asked Raanu.
“Raanu! Don’t say anything about her! You too Metus!” said Gresh, “This is a major secret between us six.”
Further north, the armada of Skrall were on their way to Atero as well.
“Is this necessary?” asked one.
“If you want the world to fall for us, yeah!” answered another.
“Enough!” shouted their leader, “We might not make it if we keep arguing!”
“Did Tuma say anything else about this?” asked another.
“He said that Skralla might be there, if we do see her, capture her and head back to the camps!” replied the leader.
Skralla was high in the skies, watching hundreds of Glatorian and Agori filling up the Arena Magna.
I think I know this place, but how
, she thought. I remember doing something here a long time ago, before Tuma found me…
She set the Staff into hover mode and tried to think back…
Flashback: 85,000 years ago…
Skralla was sleeping inside the seats of Arena Magna. The bright sun woke her up. She stood up and looked around. There was no one in the Arena today so she went down towards the field to repair some structures.
Her tools were right next to a broken statue. She begins to carve something when she heard someone coming inside the Arena. She turned to see a gigantic being. He was a tall, muscular being with a gigantic sword and a Thronax Launcher.
“Hello, what brings you here to the Arena Magna,” replied the being.
“Um…just finishing my work here,” answered Skralla, “It’s my duty to repair some structures before the next Grand Tournament.”
“But you’re a Skrall,” replied Tuma.
“I know. But I don’t know where everyone went since “The Shattering”.”
“Don’t worry. I took care of them. We relocated ourselves north of here,”
Tuma turned and left but Skralla decided to follow him.
“Is it alright if I go with you?” she asked.
“Why of course! I could use another Skrall in my realm,” said Tuma, smiling. “I’ll adopt you and you can live in my fortress.”
Just as Skralla shook those memories, she heard a loud noise of thunder. She turned but saw no dark clouds coming in.
What’s going on? There isn’t a storm coming...but what’s with the thundering sound, she thought.
Then she heard some loud cries of “charge” far below.
Skralla looked down and gasped. It was a large stampede of Skrall heading for the Arena Magna and yet no one inside noticed it!
I have to warn them! Or else it’s too late
, she thought as she flew down, but stopped because if they were here to find her, then she would get caught. She returned to the skies and prayed to her ancestors,
Ancestors hear my prayer! Warn everyone in the Arena Magna
, she said silently.
Sure enough she could see Berix, flanked with two other Agori seeing the stampede.
She knew exactly who was responsible for this, but couldn’t go back, yet. She flew to the east towards the Creep Canyon to hide there. At least according to her staff, another crystal lies hidden in the Canyons.
Malum and several Vorox were heading towards the far south, heading towards the Sea of Liquid Sand. They knew that it was the only place to hide from the Skrall temporally.
I hope Gresh understands now
…he thought, because now the storm has begun!
Some Vorox were hissing but Malum confirmed that everything was going to be alright. Sometimes Malum wished that he could return to Vulcanus and be part of the fire tribe once more but knew that it wasn’t the right thing. He paid a price and failed to keep it.
Strakk, Gresh, Tarix, Raanu, Berix and Metus hid inside the Creep Canyons. It was their only possible hide out. They were all still shaking from the Skrall’s attack as well as Atero’s Destruction.
“I hope Skralla is okay,” said Gresh, “We’ve got to find her!”
“Not now,” said Tarix. “If we find her, there’s a good chance that the Skrall might find us.”
“But that’s not the worst part,” said Strakk, “Tuma really wants his daughter back as well as his complete rule of this planet!”
“Let’s just hope that this is a nightmare,” said Raanu, “Maybe if I wake up, it’s still morning and the Tournament hasn’t started yet.”
“You’re not helping, Raanu!” snapped Berix.
“Wait! I hear something!” said Metus.
Edited by Toa Mata Nui, 01 March 2009 - 09:09 PM.