Kopaka: Toa of Ice, Matoran of Rebellion

Disclaimer: I do not own Bionicle.

A/N: I was bored, and thought of what life would be like before Kopaka was a Toa. My version, if you don't know who Karzahni is, he's the Bionicle version of the devil and Hell. And this'll also introduce the Toa Jhova, what I believe to be the Toa before they came to Mata-Nui. Anyways…nvm that, read about Kopaka. Lol.

Prologue

As the chains whipped his back, he fell into the ground, unable to cleanse his back of the scars. This Matoran thought. And when he thought, he was broken. Acting of one's own free will was bad enough, but THINKING. Thinking was the ultimate crime against their master, Karzahni. Not only could this Matoran think, it could learn as well. And it was waiting, and waiting, for the right moment where it'd be able to rise up against Karzahni, and escape. This Matoran's name…was Kopaka.

Ever since the days of his creation, Kopaka was never like every other Matoran, and caused trouble. Kopaka was silent, and never spoke during his Matoran-hood, which led the others to believe he was broken, and they sent him to Karzahni, where he'd be repaired. Karzahni took his Akaku away, and gave him another, shapeless mask. Kopaka, enraged, struck back by speaking back to Karzahni, and ran at him, trying to grab his mask. Karzahni reared back, and brought an arm down on Kopaka, and flung him into a trash pile of spare parts. Kopaka, now bruised, stayed there.

"Anyone else?" Karzahni threatened in his hostile whisper.

No one spoke, and went back, toiling at their tasks. Kopaka stayed in his spot, battered, bruised, and broken. As was fitting for one who broke Karzahni's law. Kopaka hated it here, and wanted out. Days passed, and he did not move. And when he didn't, Karzahni tossed him and flung him around, but Kopaka would not move to work. Karzahni had dealt with him enough, and grabbed him by his throat.

"We'll see how you like Purgatory." Karzahni muttered.

Kopaka said nothing as he was swallowed by darkness. He found himself knee deep in sand. He looked around, and found nothing wrong with this place. No hell, no suffering. What was this place? It was quiet. For nothing ever was said in Purgatory. Kopaka found nothing wrong with that, in fact, he found comfort. Kopaka spent his days meditating, and looking to the stars. But his perception of the stars seemed off, for they kept saying Kopaka, Toa of Ice. Kopaka found himself at night, wandering, having nothing better to do as he could not sleep. He traveled into the jungle, and found a small cave. He entered, and found solace. This was his home, and he liked it now. But something…seemed off. He'd seen Matoran sent to Purgatory before, so he figured there would be others here. But he found none.

Kopaka ran out of the cave, and realized, he was truly alone. No one there to listen to, no one there to follow and learn from, no one there to keep him company, even if he'd shove them away. Kopaka's mind split, and found himself suddenly irrational. Then, an unfamiliar voice entered his mind.

"You are mine, and I am yours. You've accepted your fate without question, and now your life belongs to me."

Kopaka didn't know what to make of it. This voice, drew him in, and he felt something cold and dark wrap around his mind. He shook it off.

"Get away from me…" he whispered.

"What? Rebellion? We have to correct that."

The darkness clouded his mind.

"Leave me alone." he said louder.

"What? Can't hear you! No one will ever hear you!" The voice began to mock him, and tease him, and torture him.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Kopaka shouted, his voice booming.

His mind shattered, and the darkness left him. He lay on the ground, lifeless and mute.

Such is the fate….of the Toa of Ice.