Bio Trek

A new story. Because why not


 "Captain's log... stardate... uh..." The Captain, Kirk was his name, could no longer remember what the date was -- not that it mattered. "Captain, need I remind you that logically, there is no longer any need for you to remember the current stardate, let alone make entries in your Captain's log." Said the ship's first officer. "I am well aware of that mister Spock, but one cannot be blamed for failing to forego a long-honored routine." Responded the Captain. The first officer, who's name was apparently Spock, shook his head, and declared the situation to be "most illogical." In an outburst, Capt. Kirk shouted in an outburst, "EVERYTHING is illogical nowadays! The ENTIRE Federation fleet destroyed! Our government, groveling at the feet of the Klingons for help and protection! Why -- I can't even believe our own course! Let alone what we'll end up doing when we get there!"

 As it happens, the ship was on course to the one place that it should never have seen: Kronos. Like it or not, it was, and hopefully still is, the most heavily armed, and heavily fortified planet in the galaxy. As it is, there is already an entire fleet of Klingon ships in orbit around it. The U.S.S. Enterprise, in a shocking turn of events, has been sent to Kronos to assist in its defense, as it has been predicted that the enemy will logically strike there next. "You know what we're up against, Captain. Logic demands that we bring this ship to Kronos, and defend it from attack." Said Spock in an effort to console his Captain using logic. "Don't talk to me anymore mister Spock... just... ugh, I'm going to be in my quarters. You have the bridge, first officer." Mister Spock took the bridge, as per his orders, and in the name of logic: ordered that the Enterprise be set to a healthy warp factor, rather than continue attempting to make its journey on impulse power.

After much debate between the Vulcan first-officer, and the Scottish chief engineer, it was finally decided that the U.S.S. Enterprise would attempt to make this journey at a warp factor of 9, seeing as how it has already been operating for hours on impulse.

Meanwhile, the mighty Captain Kirk lay huddled in his bed, trying to forget the horrifying image he had seen.

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 The door was kicked down, and the Rahkshi platoon that stood guard over it was charged at by no less than four Toa. Bright flashes of light permeated the room, and unbearable high-frequency sound was accompanied by it. If the Rahkshi didn't shatter, they were vaporized. Each Toa was completely focused on their fight, and did not bother at attempts to communicate with each other: this would be the most intense battle any Toa in history had underwent, and each of them already knew exactly what they were doing. The group finished off the platoon of Rahkshi that failed to bar their way, and sprinted through the long corridor that was ahead of them. They rounded a corridor, and were confronted by a Makuta that was just as surprised as they were. The look of shock on its mask belied the anger and frusteration it felt as its chest armor was sliced open, and the antidermis inside incinerated with a furious blast of light. These Toa meant business: each of them carried protosteel weapons. From that moment on, no Makuta attempted to bar their path. The Toa expected the worst -- this could only mean there would be an ambush later. "Wait, I think I sense something." Said the Toa of sonics. "It sounds like..." he stopped talking. A look of deep horror creeped upon his face. The Toa of light kicked down the door on the wall of the hall, and were confronted with a Makuta-sized staircase. Without a moment's hesitation, the Toa of light rushed down. The Toa of sonics, however, stared vacantly at the open door before him, and began to ponder just what he had gotten himself into.

 The Toa of light had reached the bottom of the staircase, and were right in thinking there would be an ambush: no less than 5 Makuta stood before them in this room. From here though, they could hear what Krakua had heard. An intense, cracking sound. A whip. "Takanuva!" Screamed Solek, he rushed in blindly, forcing the other two Toa of light that were with him to follow. He easily blasted one Makuta to dust, but the next knocked him aside into a nearby wall. Tanma and Photok locked swords with it, but an eruption of shadow energy sent both Toa careening toward the doorway they had just emerged from. Suddenly, and without warning, all 5 Makuta simply shattered. Before the doorway stood Toa Krakua, of sonics, his sword was pointed toward where the makuta had once been, and, furious, their respective antidermis clouds charged the Toa of sonics, aiming to destroy him in whatever way they could. Photok however, regained his senses in time to fling a final blast of light toward the disembodied antidermis clouds, incinerating them in the process.

 The team took a moment to recover, then walked over to the opposite end of the room, where Takanuva, Toa of light, was prominently displayed, his arms and legs bound by manacles. His armor was severely scuffed, scratched, and damaged in general. Takanuva soon opened his eyes, and though barely conscious, was able to see his rescuers. "It's too late for me." He declared. The Kanohi Avohkii received a prompt slap on Tanma's part, "None of that, you! You're getting out of here alive, and that's an order!" Takanuva shook his head, "What you witnessed them do to me was the least of their sadism, I will not leave this place." Tanma sliced apart Takanuva's restraints in a blur of motion and demanded his fellow Toa get up from the ground, and accompany them. "Not going to happen," insisted Takanuva, "For a long time I morbidly wondered what the Makuta would do if they ever captured a real Toa of light -- now, I wish I never knew." Tanma grasped Takanuva by the scruff of the neck, and pinned him to the wall, "Enough of that! Don't be weak! You're coming with us, and that's final." Takanuva shook his head, and spoke about something other than himself, "I know where they're going to strike next." He declared. "Good, then you can tell us about it on the way out." Insisted Tanma. "Kronos... a planet called... Kronos... where is Mata Nui?" An annoyed sneer was splatted all over Tanma's miru, "Still dormant, like most gods tend to be when their spirits are bound to ancient artifacts of incredible power." Takanuva began to try and create a globe of light in his hand, but his wrist was slapped, "No! None of that! Quit trying to be a martyr! Don't waste your energy or I swear I will- I'll- Ugh! Just don't do that!" Takanuva was genuinely beginning to show worry at this point, "But- Kronos!" Tanma rolled his eyes, "What about it?" Takanuva again began to channel light energy into a globe. This time, he was slapped in the face, "Forget I asked! Now come on! We're getting out of here!" A portal suddenly appeared, and a golden being stepped out. "Good, you're here." Said Tanma to Brutakka almost immediately, "Where does that lead? New Odina, right?" Tanma stepped through the portal, and before him lay a black, barren wasteland. Floating rocks were scattered about, held together by flashes of yellow lightning. "Very funny Brutakka, new Odina. Now. I mean it."

"Kronos..." Takanuva said, struggling to stay awake.