So, I decided to do a parody of the Bionicle books, involving some people we all know.
Chapter 1: the beach
A beach. He was standing on a vast expanse of sand that seemed to go on forever in either direction. In front of him was a dark, forbidding jungle. Behind him was an endless blue sea that went on as far as the eye could see.
Where am I? he thought. WHO am I?
The word--a name?--floated through his mind. But there was something about it that didn't fit, some letters that weren't right. Why was that?
That was it. That was his name. Kahi, lawyer at leisure. Wait, what was a lawyer? He tried to think, but the word didn't seem to have a meaning in his mind. He decided to forget it for now.
He turned and looked at the canister that had brought him here. There had also been a few other items in the canister: a mask, two blades, and a briefcase. He picked up the blades, and was surprised to see that they fit together to form a sword, but the sword felt heavy and awkward. He tossed it aside.
He then picked up the briefcase and looked inside, hoping there'd be something helpful. Inside it, he found a map of an island, and a few other papers. He looked over a few of them, noticing that the names "Mesonak" and "Varderan" kept showing up, which was weird. He knew that he knew those names from somewhere. A lot of the other things on the papers made no sense, so Kahi decided to save them for later. He decided it'd probably be beneficial to study them more later.
Finally, he picked up the mask. Something told him to put it on. When he did, a wave of strength overwhelmed him. Yes! This was more like it.
He picked up the sword again. This time, it glowed red-hot, and seemed to be ablaze. When Kahi swung it, sparks trailed through the air.
Power... Kahi thought. I have such power, over heat and flame. Fascinating.
But what was it for? It had to have a purpose.
Kahi decided he needed to go somewhere. And as dark and forbidding as the forest looked, it was the only way to go.
And that's all for now. Next up: Eljay runs into some trouble.
Chapter 2: master of the tide
"This vine should do, I suppose," the being said. He glanced down at the canyon below him. "No time for second thoughts just go!"
He leapt off of the branch he was standing on, letting the vine carry him across the gorge, laughing with delight. He landed lightly on a branch of a tree on the other side.
"That was fun," he said. He now knew one thing: the wind was his friend.
He didn't know much else. When he'd arrived, all he'd remembered was his name: Lewa. But he wasn't sure he liked it. He also knew he was a Toa, whatever a Toa was, and he seemed to recall something about "Master of the tide".
But right now, he felt more like a master of the jungle. "Lewa, master of Jungle," he said to himself, liking the sound.
And then it hit him: Lewa master of Jungle. Eljay! That sounded much better than Lewa.
Suddenly, the branch under Lewa's feet broke. With a cry, Eljay began falling into the gorge.
Without thinking: Eljay threw out his arms. He noticed a branch right below him. Reaching out, Eljay grabbed the branch, halting his fall, and leapt to another branch, no longer over the gorge.
"That was lucky," Eljay said. "Or was it?"
Eljay threw his arms up. The vines and branches bent to his will.
"That's it!" he said. "I control the jungle!"
Chapter 3: the underground village
Dig, pull, push, scrape, dig, pull, push, scrape. The being fell into a rythym as he dug a new tunnel underground. It felt comfortable, and kept his mind off his troubles, the biggest of which was the fact that he had no memories of anything before his arrival here--wherever here was. He had only faint memories: he recalled a name, Onya, but he wasn't sure if that was his name or not; something about it felt off. He recalled something about "TTV", whatever that meant.
He shook his head. No sense worrying about it right now. Better to focus on what he could control--like the digging.
Onya--if that was his name--pushed the shovel-like claw he held trough the dirt wall. To his surprise, the wall gave way completely. Caught off guard, he stumbled forward. Getting back on his feet, he found himself in a pre-existing tunnel.
Wonder what made this? he thought. He had a mental image of a large creature digging a tunnel to trap people. Then he noticed a carving on the wall. It portrayed six people. Some of them wore masks, one of which looked like the one he wore, the one that had been in the same canister that had brought him here.
Onya reached up and pulled off his mask to take a look at it again. He felt weaker as soon as he took it off, as he had thought he would. He heard a noise, like some creature coming. Fumbling, he dropped the mask.
A large crab, coming up to Onya's knees, came scurrying out of the darkness and grabbed the mask, scampering down the other tunnel.
"Hey, come back here!" Onya said, running after the creature. He pursued the creature. Up ahead, he could see light. Then he reached the light, and he stopped, stunned.
He found himself in a huge cavern with a fountain in the center, himself on a sort of balcony overlooking the cavern. He could see obsidian rocks spelling out the words Onu-Koro. He stared, shocked by what he saw, then glanced around, looking for the crab. A movement caught his eye. He turned and saw a being running into the cavern from another tunnel, one covered in purple-and-black armor and wearing a purple mask shaped like Onya's.
To Onya's surprise, the crab ran up to the mysterious armored being. "There you are, Morina," the being said. "Where'd you find the mask?"
"Uh, that's mine," Onya said.
The being looked up. His eyes widened. "Toa?!"
Toa? Onya wondered. The word seemed familiar somehow.
The being ran up to Onya, carrying his mask. "So sorry, great Toa. You'll have to forgive my Ussal Crab, Morina. She likes to pick up random things. Come, there is someone you must meet!"
"Who are you?" Onya said.
"Oh, forgive my rudeness, Toa of Earth. I am Onepu, right-hand to Turaga Whenua. Wait here, I'll be right back."
The little being ran into another tunnel. Onya put on his mask, glancing down at the crab, which had not followed Onepu. Looking up, he saw another carving. This one showed what looked like him, and underneath it was a single word: Varderan.
Varderan! he thought. That must be his name. He knew Onya didn't sound right.
Hearing footsteps, Varderan turned to see Onepu returning with a being slightly taller than he was, this one wearing black-and-grey armor. He looked at Varderan and frowned, then bowed.
"Great Toa of Earth," he said. "I am Turaga Whenua, and I welcome you to Onu-Koro. Legend has long foretold your arrival."
"A legend?" Varderan said.
"Indeed. It was said that six heroes would arrive on this island, armed with the power necessary to defeat the evil Makuta and awaken the Great Spirit Mata Nui."
"I... don't remember anything," Varderan said.
"The legends said that would be the case," Whenua said. "It hardly matters, for right now. Soon, you may reclaim your lost memories. For now, though, you and the others have an important task ahead of you."
"Others?" Varderan said. He recalled the first carving he had seen, portraying himself and five other people.
"Indeed. The six of you will have to work together to defeat Makuta. But first, you each need to find other masks. Your Mask, the Pakari, gives you great strength, but one mask will not be enough..."
Soon, the Toa of Earth had gone off to seek the other Toa. Onepu had things to do, but Whenua insisted he needed to speak to him first.
"I can't put a finger on it," Whenua said. "But something about this Varderan bugs me." Whenua frowned. "I don't think he is the real Toa Mata."
Onepu gasped in shock. "But... he has to be!"
"I don't know," Whenua said. "Let's hope he is."
Chapter 4: Deadly creatures
She swam through the water, pulling herself along, gazing at the marine life. She belonged here, in the water. She knew this, though she didn't know much else. She didn't even know her own name. Anytime she thought of her name, the name Gali came to mind. But that was the name of a place somewhere, not her name. Was it?
But I can't stay here forever, she thought. I have things to do. I just wish I knew what they were.
As she watched, a school of fish swam by, followed by a shark, but the shark wasn't pursuing the fish. Rather, the shark seemed to be fleeing. She looked to see what it was, and, to her surprise, she saw a simple-looking creature, a seeming sea serpent. A sea serpent... a snake... Viper! Her name was Viper!
She watched the serpent approach, fascinated. It was beautiful, in a way, except for the mask on its face: a sickly green, trapezoidal mask.
Suddenly, an arm reached out for her with surprising speed. It had a bony end that she barely dodged. Wait, serpents didn't have arms.
But this one did, and the other arm lashed out at her, hitting her. Despite herself, she gasped, regretting it instantly, waiting for the feeling of drowning.
But it never came. To her shock, she could still breath. How is this possible? she thought.
She decided to worry about it later--the serpent was still coming for her. Quickly, she swam for the surface. But even when her head broke the surface of the water, she wasn't safe. The serpent, too, broke the water, evidently amphibious. Viper raised her arms. The water in front of her rose up in a wave, carrying the monster away.
I control the water, she thought. But for what purpose?
She walked onto the shore, looking at the land where she had arrived. A dripping rainforest lay ahead, beckoning her, and she could not resist its call...
Fun fact: I'm listening to Joev14 's Audio-narration project to remind myself how the books went. Though I intend to deviate from the books quite a bit.