Scene 1: Shadows Ignite
Battle World 1; Umbra Shadow-Walker’s Private Universe
“Chii~in pon pon pon~~ This thing on?”
Umbra Shadow-Walker; Systems Administrator.
The DJ
(Would brutally murder Zero in less than half a second)
Tapping the microphone in front of him and wincing at the generated feedback, Umbra continued, “I’ll… take that as a yes.
In any case, welcome all to the one and only,
War of Understanding!”
Umbra smirked, “I’m your master of ceremonies, Umbra Shadow-Walker, and today looks like a lovely day to decide the fate of several Universes’ Displaced inhabitants. Weather today looks like it’ll hold at a nice seventy degrees Fahrenheit with an eighty percent chance of rain later on, but it should stay nice and sunny for most of the day anyways.”
Taking a moment to make sure all of the cameras and interdimensional screens were in working order, Umbra sat back, continuing his narration,
“Well, here we are on the main continent of my lovely little planet, on one of the biggest, emptiest, most desolate stretches of unbroken Badlands in this galaxy. All the contestants of this lovely little show should be appearing pretty soon, so I suppose we’ll just go to our sponsors until they arrive, ne?”
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Somewhere due West of the Arena
A portal into a darkened universe opened, and the sound of metal clanking on stone resonated through the universe. Red eyes burned as a metallic giant stepped through into the universe, servos whirring and clanking as he finally entered.
Makuta Teridax; King of the Shadows, Massive (Literally) SOB
The Villain
(Would consume Zero with a shadow arm before he could do anything)
Teridax surveyed the desert before him with a seemingly bored attitude. Appropriate, he mused, that the final battle would be here.
Rahkshi; Makuta’s Sons, Evil Army
The Badass Cannon Fodder
(Zero’s screwed against these motherfuckers)
Behind him, more and more portals opened. The clanking of thousands of metallic feet heralded the rest of his group. Rahkshi in their hundreds came through, the sun gleaming off their armoured carapaces. Teridax didn’t even move, but the clouds overhead gathered together, blocking out the sun’s rays. The area surrounding the Rahkshi darkened, shadows obscuring everything about them.
Inside the patch of darkness he had created, Teridax got to work. Cracking the knuckles on hands big enough to palm watermelons, he replaced the bizarrely wide mask with a narrower one that resembled an insect. Holding cages were ferried through next, holding snarling, mutated creatures that barely resembled their original species. Teridax examined the proceedings with a sombre appearance.
The ground tore itself apart, rocks levitating themselves into a crude bunker. Teridax paused, and looked amongst his children. On an unspoken command, they lined up, into orderly formations.
And thus Teridax stood there for a long time, staring seemingly into nothing. What he was thinking, what he was planning, only he really knew. Finally, a last portal deposited a small, heart-shaped device with a clear quartz screen on the front. A small, barely visible green LED light was glowing, right on the bottom of the device. With a wave of his hand, it attached itself to his chest, right where his heart would be. He tapped it, and his eyes briefly glowed blue. Then, he turned, and sat down.
Trees and plants grew around him, creating a small grove. This quickly grew into a forest, small and only a couple of seconds old but still impressive. Teridax continued to sit, before waving a hand. At this, all the screens briefly flashed red, before returning to normal.
“Thank you for paying attention to this important broadcast,” Teridax began, the sarcasm dripping from his every word, “but I’m afraid that you’ll have to wait a while longer for everybody to show up. My allies are coming, I assure you. All we have to do is wait for Auric to come to this place.”
And with that, Teridax went silent, not even bothering to say anything further. He went as still as a statue, only the occasional flash of blue in his eyes even indicating he was alive.
Meanwhile, far away in the actual arena
Umbra Shadow-Walker bolted upright.
“Holy shit. He’s here.”
He blinked twice before shooting out of the announcer’s booth and into the air.
“HOLY SHIT! HE’S HERE! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, PLEASE WELCOME THE INTRODUCTION OF OUR KING OF SHADOWS! OUR RULER OF THE BIONICLE! PRISONER 0 OF TARTARUS! THE ONE! THE ONLY!
MAKUTA TERIDAX!!”
As he settled back onto the ground below, Umbra walked towards Teridax’s position, a score of cameras and microphones trailing behind him.
“This is great, everyone. This is really really great; Makuta Teridax being the first to get here means that I get to see the Villain Camp!”
Flying through the Badlands, Umbra soon made landfall outside a strange, shadowy forest directly beneath a bank of ominous clouds.
“I suppose I should filter the Villain arrivals over to this area, yeah? Yeah.”
Snapping, Umbra concentrated for but a moment as data-filled screens appeared around his position. With a light grunt of annoyance, Umbra created a large, shimmering portal directly above the newly designated Villain’s Camp – now complete with a spooky, wrought iron fence and gate with a placard bearing “Villain Camp” on top.
“Yeah, that looks good. Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s Go!”