Ruins of an ancient outpost

Moving silently, yet smoothly, a toa-like figure lands a few meters behind Deviox, dust gently whipping around his feet. Metallic, stripped wings jutted awkwardly from his back, folding flush against his back as he landed. His expression hidden behind and ancient, scarred mask, he simply stood still, staring at the equally stoic Glatorian. Matching his mask, his armor was covered with millennia's worth of battle damage. Underneath the dull, gray metal was concealed hints of lime-green scattered here and there. 

Not even turning around, Deviox uttered flatly, "Have you come to try and kill me?"

The figure didn't answer. A full minute passed, and then he finally opened his mouth, "It has been millennia since you came here last."

Slowly, Deviox turned his head towards him. His face had the faint, dried up remnants of streaks running from the corners of his eyes to his chin, yet he made no attempt to wipe them away.

The Toa continued in the same, emotionless drawl, "Did all that bloodshed not already give you the closure you yearned for? Why now? What changed?"

"I was reminded."
"Of what?"
"The War."

Again, a minute of silence passed between the two of them before Deviox spoke again, "I ask again, have you come to kill me?"

"Possibly."
"Possibly?"

More silence. Eventually, Aerocide broke it yet again, "Do you still serve him?"

"Times have changed. Zurakia is no friend to me, not any more."

Turning away, Aerocide added grimly, "Then that answers your question. I will not fight you, and no one shall die today."

"People die every day."

Still facing away from Deviox, Aerocide sighed deeply and muttered softly, almost under his breath, "I know."

Silence. A small rahi scurried between them, vanishing without a trace.

"Mata Nui. Was that him I saw finally return from the sky?

Nodding in reply, Deviox replied, a genuine tone in his voice, "Along with it, your people. Why don't you go to them? There is no need to remain here in exile any longer."

"No. My people are all dead."
"As are mine. But, I've been graced with a second chance. So have you. You would be a fool to pass it up."
"I would be a fool to accept it," he snapped, "I do not belong with them. They and their Code would not approve of me, and some of them might end up getting hurt. Possibly even dead. I would prefer being an outcast to being an outlaw!"

With a shout, his wings unfurled and he took to the skies as abruptly as he had arrived. With a forlorn look on his face, Deviox watched him go. Noting that it was time to go, he turned and left the destroyed village as well, wandering aimlessly.

Three beings enter the outskirts of the outpost. One is tall with black and green armour. He seems to be like a toa, but somehow off. His two companions are both toa.

A crowd of Skakdi is marching steadily closer.
Well, marching is the wrong word - it would imply they had some semblance of discipline in their ranks. What they are doing is little better than a rage-fueled charge.

The skakdi trample over the ruins as they see the nightmare king and roar louder, a feat formerly thought impossible by skakdi scientists.

A skakdi clad in light blue and white blurs from the back of the crowd to several feet in front in under a second.
"Stand back, ya jerks. This 'un's MINE."
He draws his bladed spear and surges toward mr nightmare at blinding speed.

"...Fast, eh? Well, speed isn't the only trick up my sleeve, chump."
     The skakdi splits in three, surrounding sir nightmare. They reverse their spears, aim their pointed tips, and fire bolts of lightning strong enough to weld motors and leave the average toa a smoking, immobile husk.

The lightening crackles around the Nightmare King and he speaks very slowly, "This your chance to leave."

Almost as if a switch had been flicked, Deviox's voice becomes flat and annoyed, "Excuse me?"
In a single bound, almost too fast to follow with the naked eye, he leaps over the swarms of skakdi, landing gracefully behind the Nightmare King. In less than a second, he is holding a gun to the back of his head, "No, this is your chance to leave, you and your little Skakdi friends. Get out. Now."