User blog comment:Matau62/Introducing myself, and the Forever Chronicle Team!!/@comment-2120224-20100710061246

So uhh...here it is.

Lewa trudged through the thick trees and undergrowth. He didn't appreciate walking on ground, but he had to. Kongu was missing, and the matoran were searching the town and local woods, while Lewa searched in the distant woods. "That Kongu, always going off on new treks without authority from the turagas. This must be the sixth time he's done this...what a pain." Lewa thought. He heard a crunch of a twig snapping behind him. He turned sharply and drew his axe. There was nothing. "I must be hearing things..." He thought as he turned around and continued his search, but still with his weapon in hand. He stealthily pushed through the thick trees, shifting his eyes and frequently glancing back. After a long, long time of pushing trees and avoiding Nui-Rama nests, he came to a clearing. There was a dark, gloomy cave at the other side, yet another forest to the right, and a river to the left. "That cave up ahead looks like the perfect place for kongu to venture into..." Lewa thought. Paying more attention however, Lewa noticed a hole as wide as himself, and it appeared to have no end. It reached deep into the earth, and was barely lit. He also noticed footprints leading from the forest to the right stopping at the hole. Lewa cautiously approached the hole, still shifting his eyes. "I can use my Miru to descend without getting hurt. These footprints also look like Kongu's and are fresh, so I shall do so." he thought as he neared the hole. Now close to it however, he could hear familiar voices shouting at the bottom. 'Stay back, young matoran! I shall handle this foul Rahi!' a wise, familiar voice erupted. A few moments later, there was an incredibly loud, shrill roar that knocked Lewa off his feet. He quickly got back up, and knowing whoever was down there was in trouble, he bravely lept down the hole. He shifted his body weight and his head was soon facing downward, cold wind rushing past it. He summoned the wind to push him down faster, whilst forming a shield of still air around him to protect him from the effects of the speed. The fall was longer than he first expected, and it had twists and turns, but he had the power of the wind to guide him through. As he descended the walls of the tunnel became more ragged and rougher, with pointed rocks sticking out. Lewa did his best to avoid these, but occasionally he was whacked or cut, but he knew he had to go on. He then saw a thin layer of protodermis, almost invisible to the naked eye. He saw this as no obstacle, and he could see a small strip of the bottom, not too far away if he continued at his current speed. He broke through the layer of liquid protodermis, but then he felt strange. He was getting cut by the sharp rocks, and his attempts to manipulate the wind proved faulty. The wind was still pushing him however, but not at his will. He started going faster, and as he whacked the pointy rocks they broke, and were pulled towards him with the tail wind. They collected, and soon formed a mass of pointed rocks, proving to be deadly if they crushed him, which at this rate, will if he doesn't somehow move out of the way with no control over wind. He could use his Miru, but the rock would still crush him. "I've got to quickthink a smart plotplan!" He thought. Slowly, he connected together possibilities, and formed a plan. It was highly risky, but he had to try. If it failed, he would die in a slow, agonizing death, but he must try.

Tune in for the next chapter soon!