For those of you interested in getting up to speed:
Arc 1:
http://forums.mangaraiders.com/index.php/topic,2387.0.htmlArc 2:
http://forums.mangaraiders.com/index.php/topic,2973.0.html------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
So...i may have accidentally started writing arc 3. it just kinda started flowing out. Though let me say now that this doesn't mean things are going to get rolling again. I still have other stories that have priority. the song, the scene, the mood, all just kinda...clicked. so yeah. i'd advise listening to this when you read. sets a good mood for it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SXpnI52cLEcO DEATH
It was dark out, but then again, that was nothing new on this planet, a perpetual, cold
night, the byproduct of the tree moons orbiting above. This was Luctus, planet of nightmares,
where hope was long ago a thing of the past.
The Advisor stepped through the wooden doorway. This room was supposedly just as
well heated as the hallway and all of the rooms he had previously passed through. But despite the
fire crackling in the large fire pit in the room’s center, he felt a cold shiver run down his spine.
He desperately wished he could see the man inside, but the Lord preferred to stay hidden in the
darkness, and there was little chance the Advisor would even think to disobey him. Without
having to announce himself the Lord spoke, he always knew when he was going to be intruded
upon, even sometimes before the intruder did.
“What is it?”
“Sire… The reports you requested from the Science Division have arrived.”
“And?”
“The readings were a match your Lordship…an exact match…”
The temperature dropped a little more. There was the slightest of movements from the
Lord as he continued to skulk in the shadows. It put the Advisor on edge as he heard what he had
been sure was a chuckle, he had been serving the Lord his entire life, and he was sure he had
never even seen him smile.
“Then I suppose I should prepare for my departure.”
Preparing to quickly bow and then leave as soon as possible, the Advisor felt his throat
open wide and the blood start to flow out. Hitting the floor his blood spurted out from the wound,
spraying the wooden floors in red warmth. Gurgling as his life faded, the Advisor’s last sensation
was of a heavy boot pushing down against his neck, and then snapping it with a quick thrust.
The Lord looked over and watched as his Advisor’s blood ran down and came into
contact with the searing coals, creating a screeching noise as it burnt away. Looking back up to
where the body lay he saw nothing but a massive white smile floating above the corpse, teeth
shimmering in the faint light.
“If you keep killing my underlings there won’t be any left.”
The smile widened, even though it was already at the point which it should have been impossible
for any human mouth to open any wider.
“As long as I don’t kill the chef, right? That’s what you said!”
“That Advisor was worth to me than you are, and far more trustworthy. You will do well to
remember that.”
“Che! Like you’d be needing him after this anyways.”
“That is hardly relevant. Now get out of my sight! And be ready in the morning!”