Prologue
The higher slammed his fist upon the table and silence fell in the council, every glaze turned towards the figure in the dark shadows in the chamber.
The candles on the wall cast eerie shadows across the room. Making long shadows across the faces of the men sitting at the table in the gathering that had been called. The man at the fat end of the table didn't move and nothing could be seen through the immense darkness that surrounded him.
"You all know why you are here" hi eerie voice filled the room and seemed to come from all angles bouncing off the thick stone walls of the chamber. Silence over ran the table and all eyes turned towards the high end of the table.
"Well" the voice said power clear in his voice "You do not know, surely you would have guessed by now." the highers voice bounced off all angles of the chamber and out of the darkness came a horrible laugh.
A few of the men exchanged frightened glances and others seemed to shrink in their chairs.
"Yo.. you called on very late notice, and the messages did not give detail of why we were called sir." a brave voice sounded from the far end of the table and every head turned towards him.
"Short notice, you say, not giving detail you say!" the last of his words was a shout and the man that had spoken seemed to grow smaller in his chair.
The darkness expanded across the table from where the higher sat and a cold dead atmosphere engulfed the men that sat on the table. The men panicked and chairs could be heard from the darkness scrapping on the black marble floor. The cold grew colder and the blackness which had no texture or fell flooded the room. A wind swept through the dark room from some unknown source and a scream so horrible filled the room from where the man had spoken. Everybody was frozen in their seats and nobody dared breath before the darkness faded and left the room except for the end of the table, where the darkness still remand.
All the people in the room were safe except for the man who had spoken at the far end of the table. Shocked glanced were exchanged, because the man was dead. A knife wound in his neck was seen and blood was running freely onto the table and onto the floor, staining the black marble floor.
"You have now seen what I can do to you unlucky humans and if you do not obey me and my words you to shell all die." a brief pause filled the room and the words echoed off the walls, creating a since of fright for the rest of the eleven men that was twelve.
"A while ago I created three boys and two girls who I created to help me, in finding the magic of the other world. But they have ran, ran my own creations away from what people would call their father. They are all gifted with certain powers, that I gave them. Images of my own and now they have ran, ran away but they shell return, because each and every one one of you, will have the job of returning the children to me." the threats and knowledge sink in and the higher continued "Their powers will prove to be a difficulty that you will have to over come to capture them, one by one."
