Bionicle 3: Web of Shadows

*Roodaka * Makuta.

*Turaga Vakama* Gathered friends,

Iisten again to our legend

of the Bionicle.

In the time before time,

six mighty Toa vanquished the Makuta,

encasing him in protodermis

held tight by the force

of their combined elemental powers.

Before becoming Turaga,

the Toa united in a dutiful pledge

to rescue the Matoran

who were imprisoned by the Makuta,

and so they returned

to their once glorious home

with every intention

of enacting a great rescue.

But the Makuta had not left

the sleeping Matoran unprotected.

Their resting place

was guarded by a ruthless king,

a horde of poisoners,

and a malevolent queen.

And now the noble Toa

must face a web of shadows.

*Onewa* Well, that stunk.

It would appear there was an error

in our transport. Pilot error.

Hey, I was only order-taking.

Vakama was the one order-giving.

No need to be critical, Matau.

Regardless of how gracefully,

we made it here.

Whatever.

Hey, could somebody dig me up?

- There you go.

- Oh, thanks.

It's what I do.

Arewegoingtostand around all night?

Or are we going to rescue the Matoran?

Whoa!

What's with all the webs? Not exactly

encouraging my Toa hero spirit.

- Huh?

- What is that all about?

- Hey!

- What was that?

Well, there goes the old neighbourhood.

- The Archive must have been breached.

- What did you have in there?

- Everything... Most of it dangerous.

- Rahi?

The Onu-Metru Archive

houses a specimen

of every Rahi beast ever discovered.

Atleast itusedto

- And the webs?

- Visorak.

- Nasty creatures.

- Coming from you, that's not good.

But what does it change?

Nothing. We go to the Coliseum,

we rescue the Matoran, we leave.

- Or get pulverised.

- It is a possibility.

We've faced the Makuta and won.

I really doubt a few crusty relics

are going to give us much trouble.

- Agreed?

- If you think we should.

Follow me.

What the...?

Can't move!

Can't...

stop!

This is gonna hurt.

Is everyone OK?

Yeah, we're right behind you,

fearless leader.

Literally.

Bickering won't get us out of this, Matau.

No, but think-talking before

charging straight into a trap might have.

If you have something to say,

Matau, say it.

Forget it!

Oh! What's that?

We'll soon find out.

- Let me guess. Visorak?

- Yeah.

Or, in their tongue, "the stealers of life".

Do they even have tongues?

All I see are teeth.

Vakama,

what do we do?

Kollorak,

it's nothing important, I hope,

seeing as you're late.

This had better be good.

Toa?

So,

they've returned for the Matoran -

Matoran that now belong to me.

I assume your telling me this

without twitching uncontrollably

means the Toa

have already been captured.

Drop them.

Is it to be so simple, Sidorak?

Roodaka, my queen.

No, not your queen.

Not yet.

Oh, of course.

Formalities.

You have something to say?

Only that leaders are judged in time

by the quality of their enemies.

History teaches us this.

The Toa?

A fantastic adversary, my king,

worthy of your rule,

and therefore a demise

that will be remembered

and spoken about for all time.

I suppose I could allow the situation

to become a little more...

Iegendary.

I have always admired your judgement.

Only, be sure your method

allows some proof

for posterity's sake.

Proof?

Bring me their bodies.

That's encouraging.

Well, fire-spitter,

we can't say you didn't show us the city.

Course, we can say

that you got us captured, poisoned,

and, seeing as I don't think

we've been brought up here for the view,

imminently smash-dashed.

- He agrees.

- This is not Vakama's fault.

Huh!

I tried to lead you as best I could.

I wish I was better at it.

But if I've learned one thing from all

we've been through, I am what I am.

And no matterhowmuch I mightwantto

I can't just change.

Watch it!

Whoa! Hey! Hey!

Nokama! Help!

Vakama!

I'm sorry I let you all down...

again.

Whoa!

Hey!

You better not scratch my armour!

What's happened to me?

Answer me!

I am a Toa!

Not exactly.

Rest, my Makuta.

Sleep, and know that as you do,

I draw close to waking you.

What happened?

Where is everybody?

Hello?

Hello?

Darn Vakama.

Why'd we ever listen to him?

I can't believe it.

Yikes!

No, no. This isn't me.

I can't be ugly.

Oh, just relax.

- Just relax.

- It's me. It's me.

- Come on! Stand back!

- Would you calm down?

- I'm dangerous, I'm ugly, and I'll hurt you.

- It's all right, Matau.

- Nokama?

- Matau, it's all right.

All right?

You call this "all right"?

We're all here.

We'll find a way. Together.

- Cos that's what friends do.

- He's right.

I don't hear you saying that, smelt-head.

What's the matter?

Too busy cooking up another master plan?

I'm through making plans.

Well, that's the first good thing

I've heard since I've been hideous.

Regardless of how we look,

it might be better if we use our energy

to find out why we've become

whatever it is we are.

Yes, the sooner we do that,

the sooner we can rescue the Matoran.

And how are we gonna do that

when we're the ones who need saving?

If you are wise,

if you wish to be your old selves again,

you will listen.

The Toa have returned,

as you said they would.

Even now, their broken bodies

are being brought to me

so I may drain them

of their elemental powers -

powers I will use

to shatter the wretched seal

that keeps us apart.

And then there will be no need

for a worthless ruler like Sidorak,

who would wash his hands of conflict

rather than dirty them with it.

Together,

you and I will teach the sleeping Matoran

to obey your will.

What is it?

The Toa?

Why do you speak of them

as if they're still alive?

Rahaga?

- We can't rescue the Matoran.

- Why are we here?

Brothers, we must be patient.

Keetongu.

The key to Nongu?

Keetongu is a most honourable creature,

and skilled in the ways of venoms,

not to mention our only hope

to stand against the Visorak horde.

If you are to be the Toa you once were,

it is Keetongu you must seek.

But what are we now?

Hordika venom courses within you.

If it is not neutralised, it will take root,

and Hordika you will be forever.

Like you?

I am a Rahaga.

Norik is my name.

Andthis isGaaki,

Bomonga,

Kualus,

Pouks...

and lruini.

Rahaga,

can you take us to this Keetongu?

Iruini!

I don't understand.

What lruini so inappropriately suggests

is that this will be difficult.

We Rahaga have come to Metru Nui

in search of Keetongu ourselves.

There are those that, well,

doubt his existence entirely.

And you?

I believe.

- Then so must we.

- Whoa there, sister.

Shouldn't we think-talk about this?

You know, group-like?

What do you say, mask-melter?

I say we returned to Metru Nui

to rescue the Matoran, not go on safari.

And you have a way to do this?

Perhaps using

your new Hordika powers...

powers you have not yet learned to use.

Vakama.

I will talk with him.

- What was that?

- It meant you no harm.

- I beg to differ.

- It was just frightened.

Muaka are loners by nature,

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