2003 - Vision

Lewa, Gali, and Pohatu stood at the rim of the Mangai volcano. The heat was intense. More than once, Lewa found himself wishing for the cool breezes in the treetops of Le-Koro. Then he remembered why he was here… and what the Bohrok had done to his village… and he knew he would plunge into the fiery heart of the volcano if that would only make things right.

“You’re certain this is going to work?” he asked the Toa of Stone.

Pohatu nodded. “If it doesn’t, none of us will be here to worry about it. Tahu and Kopaka are in position… and Onua has seen to the evacuation of Ta-Koro in case… something goes wrong.”

In the distance, Lewa could see a cloud of dust kicked up by the approaching swarms. Scouts had reported that Pahrak and Lehvak were on their way, ready to launch a second attack on the lava plains.

“It’s time,” Pohatu said.

Lewa and Gali took their places on either side of the volcano’s mouth. Looking down, they could see the seething cauldron of lava within. Neither said a word, fearful of breaking the other’s concentration. A single misstep… a shade too much power here or there… and the Mangai would explode, taking Ta-Koro and much of the rest of the island with it.

Grimly, the Toa of Water and the Toa of Air focused their powers through their tools and sent it hurling into the volcano. Gali’s energy met that of Lewa, and a storm began to grow inside the peak. Winds howled and lightning flashed where there should have been none, and waves of magma crashed against the sides of the volcanic cone. Even as they fed the storm, making it stronger, the two Toa fought to keep it compressed inside the mountain.

“Pohatu… it’s too much…” Lewa said.

“Just another moment, Lewa,” Pohatu replied. “The Bohrok are almost here.”

Pohatu shifted his mask to Kanohi Akaku, so he could take advantage of its vision powers. Yes, the two swarms were close now… any second…

“Now!” Pohatu bellowed.

Far below, Tahu heard the Toa of Stone cry out. He swung his mighty fire sword and tore a gash in the side of the Mangai. The pressure inside the volcano at last found release, and lava spewed from the wound, arcing high through the air to strike the approaching swarms head-on.

The lava staggered them, but no more. Their shells were designed to handle far worse punishment. But even the Bohrok could not be prepared for Kopaka’s sudden strike, as his sword froze the lava around them. Helplessly pinned by the ice, the Bohrok could do nothing as the Toa of Ice removed their krana.

“This won’t hold them for long,” Kopaka said. “But it has done its job. The krana are ours.”

“Now the true test begins,” Tahu said.


- BIONICLE 2003 Style Guide, Synopsis