Quaza and the Dark Crystal

Episode 1/3

*Quaza's POV*

My story takes place in another world, another time, another age. Thra, a wondrous planet circling three suns. And at its center, the Crystal of Truth, the heart of Thra and the source of all life. Since the land was young, Chronughra protected the crystal, for she knew that the crystal connected all the creatures and monsters of Thra. But the closest to her heart were the Elflings. Seven clans of Elfling called Thra home. From the proud Vapra in the mountain city of Ha'rar, the capital, where the most cultured of the Elfling who united the seven clans. To the fierce Stonewood who dwell in the Endless Forest, renounced for their prowess in battle, and the inventors of Kinship. And the gentle Grottan, who live deep beneath the ground in perfect harmony with all of Thra, once forgotten by the world above until the other clans needed their help in troubling times. For uncounted millennia, all of Thra existed in perfect balance... but then new beings came, not of Thra. The Skeksis. They bewitched Chronughra with stories of the universe, and built her an Orrery so she might discover the mysteries of the cosmos for herself. And so, Chronughra turned her eye to the stars, foolishly entrusting the Crystal of Truth to the Skeksis. For a thousand trine the Skeksis declared themselves rulers of Thra, until an Elfling resistance rose up, connected the seven clans, and fought back against the evil Skeksis. In their defeat, the Skeksis crafted an army of creatures of their own with a combination of two other species, thus the Garthomu Army was born. Almost a trine has passed since the war against the Elfling and the Skeksis was declared. Now, once again, the Skeksis gather in secret, as another day dawns, to steal life from the crystal they have sworn to protect. So they may "replenish" themselves, cheat death by harnessing the power of their treasure, their prize, their prisoner... The Dark Crystal.

(Skeksis Castle / Crystal Chamber)

The Ceremony of the Sun has reached its end, for the Skeksis must wait until the three brothers rise again so they may do the ritual again. The Skeksis seemingly look just like a few familiar foes back in Universe 7. Sealas as an Emperor, Shroom as a Chamberlain, Dabura as a General, Wheelo as a Scientist, Cooler as a Ritual Master, Broly as a Gourmand, Turles as a Scroll Keeper, Frieza as a Collector, Slug as a Garthomu Master, Android 22 as a Ornamentalist, Janemba as a Treasurer, Zamasu as a Slave Master, Bojack as a Mariner, Tox as a Satirist, Cacao as a Machinist, and Fin as a Marquis. All sixteen of them are this dimension's most dangerous individuals.

SkekBura: *sighs* The Crystal fails us yet again...

SkekZa: Well what did you expect? Nothing yesterday, nothing the day before.

SkekUrles: Why? Why does this happen!?

SkekOly: Just look at the Crystal! We've taken too much! It's gluttony!

SkekEmba: Indeed, pure gluttony!

SkekLas: Uraah! Pathetic! You sound like frightened felynes!

SkekOoler: But, Emperor. If the crystal still refuses to give, we shall die!

All: *gasps*

SkekLas: Grgh! NEVER! We have nothing to fear. Already a solution lies within the Scientist and Garthomu Master's very grasp. Is that not so?

SkekLug: Uhhh... Yes, mighty Emperor.

SkekEelo: He speaks true. We have been hard at work on this troublesome inconvenience.

SkekShroom: Mmmmmm.

SkekLas: Patience. We are Lords of the Crystal, we have ruled for an age and will rule for all ages to come, no matter the amount of Elfling who stand in our way, they will be terminated. WE. ARE. ETERNAL!!!