"Gathering from the Intel my scouts have given me; The Nether has been taken over by...well no one actually knows what he is" informed Master Sivis Kaltaris
"Which means we should send an army to conquer this new threat" interjected Anon
"No, the scouts could be mistaken" reasoned Senn
"How could they be wrong?"
"Misinformation, where is Queen Abbigal? She probably could tell us if these rumors are true"
Anon crossed his arms grumpily "Why do you insist on allowing a naive girl to run our land?"
"Because of her ties to The Nether, Queen Abbigal is a valuable asset"
"So? Let her and her boyfriend stay out of Ardonia"
"Boyfriend?"
"That annoying Netharin who she deems so trustworthy"
Senn rolled his eyes "Regardless, of what you believe about Queen Abbigal she is not naive"
"Says you, but you are too young to know anything!"
"Then why am I the leader of The Voltaris?"
"Because no one else wants to be in that accused position!"
"Hey!"
Milta stepped between Senn and Anon "Easy. You both have points: Senn you are right to trust Queen Abbigal; and Anon, Senn is young and might need to mature a bit more, but he is still more mature than you"
Anon snorted "Fine, if you will not allow me to invade The Nether, I will bring you proof of there dishonesty"
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"So" He hissed as he looked duly at the yellow Ardoni before him "you desire the total annihilation of The Nether?"
"Yes" breathed Anon "The Nether is unfit for life; so I will aid you in taking The Overworld, if you first promise me a place of honor in The Overworld, and second you allow me to have the joy of deciding the fate of the Netharin"
"You are willing to betray your comrades for power?"
"Yes"
He stroked his chin thoughtfully "what assurance do I have that you will not betray me?"
"If you keep your end of the bargain I'll keep mine"
"Fine, but you get your reward after The Overworld is mine"
Anon growled "at least let me have one Netharin now"
"Which one?"
"The one they call Vulcannus"
"The one who thought he was the king of The Nether?"
"Yes. He will be an excellent prize"
"No! He is mine!"
"And why is he yours?"
He snarled "He was the one who thought he could be king, the one who thought he could resist me!"
"And what will you do to him? Torture him till he dies?"
He paused "What is wrong with that?"
"There are many was to torture a man. My guess is your method of torture involves whips and blades?"
"So? You can break anyone with whips and blades. And I rather like whips"
"Child's play"
"What do you mean?"
"Anyone can weild a blade or crack a whip; but how many people can break a victim without even touching him?"
He leaned forwards interested "go on"
"All weaklings have that one who they care about so much that they would reach rather die then to hear them scream"
"Why? Life is about getting power and destroying you enemies to get more power. Caring about people just slows you down"
"I know know not the ways of the weak and cowardice"
His red eyes glinted excitedly "I agree to your terms. You may have the Netharin you want, but the rest must wait"
"Thank you. Now that you have decided to trust me, what is your name?"
"The Shadow Reaper"
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Decon slouched against the wall wearily. His unnamed companion still little more then a fuzzy black blur paced around stiffly
"So wh..." Began Decon
"No!" Cried his companion "please do not say anything! I don't know why you are here! I am not going to tell you: where we are, why I am here, or who I am! So please shut up for just 2 minutes!"
"Why are you being so testy?"
"Why am I being so testy? Why am I being so test?! Try being locked in a cell with an Ardoni who will not stop talking for 2 days! I would much rather jump into a lava pit then be in the same room as you for even a minute longer!"
"Then what would you rather do then stay in the same room as me for 2 more minutes?"
"Just shut up!!"
"Hey, keep it down your giving me a headache"
"I'm giving you a headache! Your giving me a headache! And destroying the last of my sanity as well!"
"Congratulations" hissed The Shadow Reaper "Although he may be able to give you a headache, I can do a lot worse. I can provide you with so much pain you will never feel again"
"What do you want? To torture me again?" Asked Decon's companion, a slight tremble in his voice
"No, although I wish. I have come to inform you that you are being moved to a prison in The End"
"Queen Abbigal would never allow it"
"Your precious Queen Abbigal is no longer the Ender monarch, I have installed a new leader"
"What have you done to Abbi?!"
"It was not me. The fate of your girlfriend is linked to that girl you had take her to safety"
"Sparks? She would not harm Abbi"
"Sparks. Is that her name? So odd, why? Did her parents hate her?"
"They loved her!"
"Is that so Vulcannus? Did they?"
"More then you would ever know"
"Then where are they? She is too young to be living without a guardian"
"No, not in this day and age. She is plenty old"
The Shadow Reaper paused thoughtfully "if she is no longer under guidance it will be so much easier to get my revenge on her"
"Revenge. Why wo..."
"Because she is the reason why your Abbigal is not mine"
"So Abbi is safe?"
"You could say that"
"What is wrong with Abbi?!"
"Do you not remember the condition she was in when you last saw her? Or has a week of torture driven it from your mind? She is dead or dying"
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The Returning War (A Songs of War fanfic)
Fanfiction10 yrs after The Second Great War A new threat has arisen, his whip all but one fears READER DESCRETION IS ADVISED, MAY CONTAIN THINGS NOT ADVISABLE TO LITTLE CHILDREN!!!! Hi this is my first time ever letting anyone other than a family member...