|You Don't Belong Here
Author: Ignika Kaita PM
There have been many tales of Humans coming to the BIONICLE Universe. But what if this one didn't come on his own will. What if he was kidnapped by... The Brotherhood of Makuta. This, is the story of Subject H1. Rated T for language, blood and gore, and violence.Rated: Fiction T - English - Sci-Fi/Hurt/Comfort - Tridax & Quest for Masks - Chapters: 6 - Words: 15,183 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 05-17-13 - Published: 01-24-11 - id: 6683758
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A/N: There's been many fanfics of humans coming to the BIONICLE universe. First off, this OC is a male, not a female, so there's no girl x Toa here. Actually, there won't be any human x Toa, Glatorian, Matoran, Agori, or anyone at all! I do plan on having him in a pairing, but only human x human. And no, it ain't Yoai/Yuri (or however the Karzahni you spell them). Now, let us begin.
Discailmer: I don't own BIONICLE, but I own the OC in here. Savvy? Good.
Chapter 1: The Prisoner
LOCATION: Windward Isles, Earth
DATE: 993 years post Great Cataclysm (2000 AD, January 24)
Another fruitless search. A certain red-and-purple Makuta thought, his 'frown' of disgust hidden by the Kanohi Olmak he 'borrowed" from his brothers and sisters once again.
Tridax looked around the foreign island-city: Windward Isles he believed the inhabitants called it. Speaking of the inhabitants, they were just as strange as the city. Organic beings, whom of which wore clothing to cover their bodies. They processed very little, if any, armor. These that were 'armored" carried small machines that shot bullets. He figured that they were enforcers.
"Hmpt. If Mutran were here right now, he'd be jumping on his heels as if it were Naming Day." Tridax muttered.
He recently disguised himself as one of these…. Humans they called themselves (Or an even fancier way of saying it, Homo sapiens). Ridiculous names they were, just like some of them. SOME. From what he gathered so far, they also tend to be tinkerers, so they experiment and explore as much as they can. They even launched several devices out of "Earth's" (The name of their planet which was odd that they were naming it after an Element.) orbit, which surprised Tridax.
At least not all of them are mumbling idiots. Tridax thought.
A scream echoed the street. Curiosity got the best of the Makuta, so he ran down the barren lane. When got to the source, he frowned. It was just more thugs killing civilians. A man and a woman lay dead at a houses front porch, coated by several bullet holes and their own blood. The door was closed, but he could hear voices. Tridax phased though the it to see some humans. He teleported to the living room and spied on the group. Six thugs, each wearing faded brown hooded jackets, pointing their pistols at a white boy inside. The child had a simple white t-shirt and blue jeans, brown hair covering his head, which had blue eyes. He cowered at the thugs, begging for mercy.
"I say we kill the little piece of shit." One laughed in a high-pitched voice, pointing it at the boy. He was obliviously trigger-happy.
"Ain't worth the bullets or time," Coughed another, gagging from his last smoke of his cigarette. "Besides, we'd be long gone 'fore the cops even find out."
Another looked at the largest one, most likely their leader. "What'd ya say, boss?"
The leader threw an empty whisky bottle at the door, shattering it.
"Doesn't matter," He growled. "I'll be leaving. Any of yawl want some sport, make it quick."
The gang left, save for the trigger-happy lunatic. Tridax was about to leave, but an idea ran through his head. Sure, there might not be any Toa to drain Light from, but he supposed that these creatures might be useful. After all, it's always best to have a backup plan. He chose his prey.
"BYE-BYE!" Shouted the madman.
Before he could the trigger, he felt his weapon heating up. The gun exploded in his face, ripping it and his arm apart. All he could see was a shadowed figure emerging from the darkness.
"Bye-bye, indeed." Was all he heard before he left this world.
The Makuta shapeshifted back into his former self, then grabbed the boy by the collar. Tridax then placed the Olmak on his ash-grey face, opening a Dimensional Gate as he did so. The boy yelped at the sight of the 'monster' and the portal. He fought with the purple-and-red alien, but did no good. By the time the 'fight' began, they've already crossed the bridge. The portal faded.
At the front door, police men tore down the door, pistols in hand.
"FREEZE!" The leader shouted. H jumped at the sight the ruined corpse, shattered across the kitchen. One of them vomited at the sight.
"What the hell?" He whispered as he looked across the area. "Search the house. See if you can find anything."
"YES SIR!" They saluted before scattering.
LOCATION: Destral, Matoran Universe
Tridax entered the throne room. There sat Makuta Teridax, clan in red-and-black, a sickening green substance coating his armor.
"What is it?" His leader growled impatiently.
Tridax bowed. "Forgive me for disturbing you, but I brought a prisoner here."
Teridax raised an 'eyebrow'. "An intruder?"
"Yes." Tridax nodded, although he was actually lying about there being an 'intruder.' If he were to tell the truth, his leader would surely kill him.
"Bring him to me." Teridax replied in a cold tone.
Tridax exited the room; going went down a hall to the left. Teridax heard a young voice squeal, as well as it struggling to fight back. Tridax dragged in a rather odd-looking creature. It wore white-and-blue wool (or at least, what he thinks is wool), covering its organic surface. There were no visible mechanical parts on it.
"What, in the name of Karzahni, is THAT supposed to be?" Boomed Teridax.
Tridax shrugged. "That, I do not know of. I caught him in one of the guards' barracks, stealing some food."
The boy shook his head, protesting against him. This made the leader roll his eyes. Typical cowards always plead innocent. That's never worked before, and it never will. Truth be told, he was rather curious about this being. Perhaps a study should be in session.
"Tridax, since you captured the intruder, perhaps you should… study him. We've never encountered this sort of species before, so he might prove useful." Teridax spoke.
Tridax grinned. "That was what I hoped you were going to say." And with that, he made off with the poor youth. Teridax relaxed his hand on his chin. It was obvious that Tridax was hiding something, but he needed him for the moment. Once he's served his purpose, though…
Teridax teleported to his private cambers, sighing. This was going to be a strange day.