Varok, The Overconfident Albeit Meek Necromancer!....And His Tall Tale.

Truth Seekers Ch.5

A/n: hello, how's it going? This is a pretty long part just an fyi because of a lot of extra stuff added for character back story, specifically Varok and Nikshu's childhood together with their parents and other siblings.

We cut to a pair of human spy's in a large observation room, with monitors surrounding them with images of Blitz-o, a demon they had been tracking recently to prove that hell exists in the real world.

"Maybe one day we'll catch that little sucker."

The male spy said under his breath as he closed a document on his monitor and returned to his original duty.

"Well, we might have an answer for this all. They seem to travel in alleyways, in patterns through three different one's specifically on their jobs in the city. You know that guy that had a really good lawyer and got away with the 'murder' somehow? Well, he likely has a hit on his head since we know those demons do assassinations, they seem to move in patterns through these three alleyways, maybe we can try one of them tonight."

His female coworker explained to him as she pulled up different images on her own monitor.

"Natalie, your a genius! I'll finish what I'm doing then let's tell the others."

The male agent replied to the other one as the screen faded to black.

We now see Stolas, who awakes and hastily gets ready for the day.

'I must hurry, for Varok resides in the guest room.'

Stolas thought aloud as he looked to his alarm clock, 6am, and walked to his bathroom.

He then did basic hygiene things, such as brushing his teeth (???), washing his face, and putting on his usual cologne to keep his royal and formal, albeit alluring smell many have told him.

After that, he quickly got dressed into his usual outfit, put on his hat which served as his crown, and sped out the door towards his daughter's room.

He entered slowly and quietly, then saw Octavia sound asleep and as she was rolled over in bed.

"Octavia dear, let us wake up for the day yes?"

Stolas said in a whisper tone as he lightly shook his daughter awake.

"Hey dad....give me a few minutes."

She replied as she groggily said up in bed and blinked her eyes viscously.

"Alright, I'm going to awake Varok and make breakfast, so come to the kitchen when your are done. I love you darling."

Stolas said to his daughter as he left the room and waved.

"Love you too dad."

Octavia said lowly as he left down the hall towards the nearest guest room where Varok resided.

Stolas knocked on the door lightly, to see if he was already awake.

'No response, I suppose I shall come inside then and awake him myself.'

Stolas thought to himself as he opened the door quietly and stepped inside the room.

He then walked over to the bed where Varok laid down, facing the ceiling, and gently placed a hand on his shoulder.

Varok was quivering in his sleep as a sweat stain was seen on his pillow that seemingly leaked from his helmet.

"Good morning Varok, are you awake?"