Cheeto: Hey, look, it's my third story! Woo! Anyways, I don't own it, you don't sue!
*~Prologue~*
A figure stood in the center of a dark, desolate plain, the dim sunlight quickly fading into the deep violet of pre-night. Dozens of silhouettes surrounded it, all cloaked in thick black robes, almost invisible in contrast to the dark surroundings. A sharp clap rang out and another being appeared, not far away. It scuttled up to the others quickly, carelessly tripping over one of the many crooked headstones that littered the ground, falling at the center man's feet.
"Master . . .Master . ." It whispered reverently, crawling forward and grasping folds of the leader's robe, kissing the hem feverishly.
"Did you get it?" A cold voice hissed. The stooped man looked up and nodded, the hood of the ebony robe falling away to reveal a very green, very non-human face.
"Yes, my Lord." It fumbled in the folds of its robes, yellow eyes gleaming in excitement as it located the item, wrapping its fingers around it and holding it up to the figure above, slowly bearing its palm.
A white, bony, spider-like hand extended from under the leader's robes, the long fingers delicately plucking and raising the item from the outstretched hand. The tiny rose-colored gem, no larger than a blueberry, glistened in the fading light.
"Good work." The figure said and replaced the jewel. The kneeling man curled his lime, textured fingers back around it and tucked it back into it's hiding place. "I trust you were not detected."
"No, Master, never."
"And you know what to do with the item?"
"Yes, my Lord." Without another word, the leader turned away and began to walk, the surrounding gatherers following his guide silently,as if many shadows of the same being. The cowering figure remained in its kneeling position as they disappeared into the night.
"Yes . .yes, my lord . ."
Cheeto: Dum dum dum! R & R please!
*~Prologue~*
A figure stood in the center of a dark, desolate plain, the dim sunlight quickly fading into the deep violet of pre-night. Dozens of silhouettes surrounded it, all cloaked in thick black robes, almost invisible in contrast to the dark surroundings. A sharp clap rang out and another being appeared, not far away. It scuttled up to the others quickly, carelessly tripping over one of the many crooked headstones that littered the ground, falling at the center man's feet.
"Master . . .Master . ." It whispered reverently, crawling forward and grasping folds of the leader's robe, kissing the hem feverishly.
"Did you get it?" A cold voice hissed. The stooped man looked up and nodded, the hood of the ebony robe falling away to reveal a very green, very non-human face.
"Yes, my Lord." It fumbled in the folds of its robes, yellow eyes gleaming in excitement as it located the item, wrapping its fingers around it and holding it up to the figure above, slowly bearing its palm.
A white, bony, spider-like hand extended from under the leader's robes, the long fingers delicately plucking and raising the item from the outstretched hand. The tiny rose-colored gem, no larger than a blueberry, glistened in the fading light.
"Good work." The figure said and replaced the jewel. The kneeling man curled his lime, textured fingers back around it and tucked it back into it's hiding place. "I trust you were not detected."
"No, Master, never."
"And you know what to do with the item?"
"Yes, my Lord." Without another word, the leader turned away and began to walk, the surrounding gatherers following his guide silently,as if many shadows of the same being. The cowering figure remained in its kneeling position as they disappeared into the night.
"Yes . .yes, my lord . ."
Cheeto: Dum dum dum! R & R please!