Memory- one page drabbleShe always wondered if it made Nokama nervous when she looked at her and said, I remember everything, Turaga. You do not need to explain my duty to me. Sure, her thoughts had been hazy when she first removed herself from the canister, but they collected quickly and only in a matter of hours.
She knew the stories of all her team mates. They were a varied odd bunch. As to why her father had picked them in particular was not her to fathom:
Lewa was the youngest, forced to become a toa at a young age as their island was small and isolated, chosen as a descendent of Wairuha, a little boy grown up far too fast.
Pohatu and Onua had known each other in their youth. They were distant cousins that lived in the same village and were as close as blood brothers. Each became a toa upon their arrival on Daxia.
Kopaka was the fourth son of a nomadic toa. He was weak and helpless for most of his life but became a toa when his mother became turaga, granting him his powers. His past ins