Chapter Seven: Research

Destined as he may have been to rule the Makuta, for now Icarax bided his time. The time was coming when he would stand before the Convocation of the Makuta and determine who truly did rule the Brotherhood… But he had not gotten to where he was today without knowing when to strike.

As such, Icarax did not object when Teridax issued to him a list of preparations to pave the way for his “greatest victory.” He was not the only Makuta to have received such a list. Most of the other lieutenants had been deployed, readying for a war the likes of which the Brotherhood had never before seen. Even the past wars of the Brotherhood would seem like Matoran’s play compared to this. But Icarax was charged with bringing to light an organization with the capacity to undermine the Brotherhood itself.

What organization possesses such power was beyond him. The Toa had been a joke for at least a thousand years. The Dark Hunters were already throwing everything they can at the Brotherhood and had suffered badly for it. If anything, it would have to be some additional contender for the game. But none was known to exist, and no Makuta had any idea what Teridax could mean by this. Icarax suspected Teridax says this simply so that his servants were prepared for the next stage in his Plan.

With the Mask of Shadows secure, Icarax’s next task was to seek out the Staff of Artakha from wherever it may be hidden.

No one had heard a wind’s whisper of a clue what the Staff of Artakha was, much less why Teridax needed it, but as Icarax combed Destral’s libraries, he found records matching the description he had been given. Evidently, the Shadowed One had stolen a staff matching that description from Metru Nui. But he hadn’t held on to it long. The staff had traded hands and ended up on Xia where it supposedly rested ever since. Conveniently, Xia was also the site of the weapons order Teridax asked Icarax to investigate.

He traveled there now.