Death - A Report

Death – Keeper of the logs of the High Father   The High Father has seemed more out of place lately than I recall. Not since the Children Uprising some eighty years ago have, I seen him this disturbed. He has slowly brought all but two of the children back into the fold since then, Ventrious has been more trouble the past few months buy not reporting in, and then there is Necrosis. Ventrious last report was that there was something going on in the Dragon Council that she needs to investigate. She has found no news, proof, or any information on the Creators as her mission was described. I suspect she is not even looking for them. He says there is something blocking his precogs and that is worrisome. The power scales in the universe have tipped and he is no longer sure it is in his favor. The crown’s destruction ensured that it could never be used against him, he had already seen that transpire. “Leukemia, what was you mission?” “Father, it was to drop the scorch in the ocean and leave the planet to fall slowly and on it’s own.” “I did not hear where I ordered the waste of my troops in a land war or invasion? You thought I did not know about the crown? You did not realize that I was aware of it’s destruction if you were to be left alone with it? You were unaware of everything, and now you kneel before me, weak, and dying. I will not allow you the release of death, I will not let you slumber. I want you to burn with a hundred years of rage when I set you lose on the galaxy once more.” The years of her torture were quite enjoyable. He is having her chained and brought to a meeting room. Young Lord Arcturus has arrived without the Lady Ventrious again. He will have to answer to the High Father for that one too. His missions as of late are a disgrace to the High Father and he will not take much more of this. If he returns from Ashroar without her, I fear I might be getting more enjoyment sooner than I thought. I am to prep the meeting room for an off-worlder. This is the first time in some ages. The recovery team has just departed for the Elf’s home. The information we need is in one of those artifacts and High Father knows he has it. This display will bring him out in the open and ensure we find the Creators before Her. Lord Arcturus walks in, the meeting room and looks around “Who is this off-worlder?” He does not even show me the respect of looking at me when he speaks. This is fine, it will come to an end soon enough. “You know her your grace, she is the one that has kept your loving sisters attention this past many months. I am curious though your grace?” “Speak.” “In the past, you have so quickly dispatched those that have taken your sisters affections from you. Why has this one been different, have you not been able to bring your self up , to the take of killing her?” I smile as the emphasis on the word up had it’s intended effect. “Father has said that her relationship with this female is important and that I am not to interfere this time. She is the daughter of the Elven Lord we seek, and she might have the artifact we are looking for.” His glare at me now was intense. I knew that if I were to ever displease the High Father, he would let Lord Arcturus do with me as he wants, but that day is far, far away. Jenna Dakas entered the room with her head bowed. She was a handsome human female and it was obvious what the Lord Mirthyfall saw in her. I approached her and checked her over, her formal black dress was needed for the dinner that she would be having after this. The precogs say that she with be in close proximity to the new threat, the greatest threat during the dinner. The High Father entered the room as well and I went to the ground, the forehead toughing the floor. Lord Arcturus took a knee and looked to the floor as well. Jenna stood in the middle of the room and slowly turned and faced the High Father. Jenna made a slight curtsey and stood tall in front of the High Father. She steeped up to him and pressed her face against his chest in a loving manor. “Will I be gone long my love?” The poor woman, years of conditioning have destroyed what was once a beautiful intellect and powerful mind. It took almost an entire decade to break her, that was fun to watch too. “No, my dear, if my plan works, you will be staying with me forever, you will not need to worry at all.” The High Father waved his hand over her face and Arcturus led her back into the waiting room next door. “And Father, if your plan fails?” The traitor Lady Leukemia had walked in the room form the other door. “Then you will come back to me with all of that crap gone and more obedient, like you should be.” “I am not your dog, Father!” “Then stop acting like a whinny Bitch! Your fate was sealed the second you acted against my wishes and tried to assemble the crown. You didn’t even get the information from the Register that I requested. You will live as long as it suits me, and you will do as you are told. If she so desires, you will die here today and I will raise you again, maybe. You do NOT question my plans, orders, or even my choice of playthings. I told you years ago when you brought that woman to me, she would be of use, and today is that day.” At this point Lady Leukemia dropped to the ground and started gasping for air. He had been slowly closing off her capillaries in her lungs and she was slowly asphyxiating. She looked up with rage in her eyes. She had only been freed from the dungeon just this morning and was now being offered up as a ploy. “Give then order for her brother to bring her in, it is time.” The meeting went strangely, this dis not look like Lady Mirth, she was calmer and more relaxed. When Lady Leukemia was brought in she did not respond at all, this was strange. She would not know who her mother was, as she was just a child when she was taken, and her memories should not have had enough time to bond. She stood from the table and walked out of the room with Jenna. My mouth must have hit the floor. I watched in amazement as Lord Arcturus put his knife away. Lady Leukemia looked down at her chains and back at Lord Arcturus. “You can take them off now, Father said if she let me live, I was free to go.” “That my child I did, and do you know why you are still alive?” Lady Leukemia looked around the room for a minute. She shook her head and relaxed as she realized that she would be in these chains longer than she had expected. Well, she expected to be dead, waking up in the reviving chamber soon. “That is not Lady Mirth, the Queen of Death. That is in fact Ambella, the Destroy of Worlds.” “I don’t understand Father.” “What did you do to High Priest Necrosis?” “After all his babble about time loops, we tried to kill him after the explosion that marred us this way.” “You your self said you knew it to be true, that you saw in him a drastic change the day he returned and faced you all in his old sanctum. Your base of operation was recently overrun by the Avenger. You have driven my most loyal priest into acts of devastating violence against me. She is Not the person we thought, she is not going to be of any use to us now. She will need to die when the time comes.” I could see Jenna in the grand palace of the Emperor of Neptoor. Was rather bright and garish. The servants gave them drink and food, the conversation was political and boring, and then I noticed him. Through her vision I saw the Lord Rouge, he was arrogant and flashy, just as the High Father said he would be. He even started a fight with this new dragon, he is a fool. The dragon was a new one to the game too. He was strong and made quick work of removing all the programing that the High Father had put in place, but it was to late, we found what we were looking for. The group sent to Lord Mirthyfall had just returned, but they all arrived in the reviving hall. The High Father arrived shortly after I did. “Lord Parandis, explain this arrival?” “We were ambushed Father.” He spoke as his naked form went from the stone reviving slab to taking a knee. The other five appeared shortly after he did, but I did not feel the need to speak. Parandis raised his head to look at the High Father. “There are powerful being now in the employ of the Dragon Corps. The one that took Death from me was the one in the archives of killing Lady Leukemia .” “You must stand and get ready, you have lost your fuel, dignity, and Death. You can at least retrieve two of those. Go to Baloor and get a new pod to replace the one you lost. As for Death, He has a new owner now, you will have to kill her to get him back, and I suggest you do that soon.” Parandis stood and walked off, The High Father spoke to the others one at a time about what and how they died. He was interested. HyNick and ByNick died while non-corporeal, with strong, awakened magic. Now this was the Lady Mirth we had grown to know. Reports came in quickly that a fleet was amassing in the outer reaches of Stuzz. Two carriers and a battleship were sent to check out what was going on. The reports were almost humorous, thousands of small inapt ships were massing together and were going to take back the planet. There are rumors that the Goblins have figured out a way to turn back the scorch. That is a little worrisome, but the reaction by the High Father when the large Carrier of unknown origin arrived, shook me to my core. He came out of a meeting with the precogs and began shouting orders. “Pull everything from the planet! I want not a single credit lost on this! If we fire even a single shot, I will devour the being responsible. Full retreat, they can have that dead rock. I want to see what they do with it.   How curious…