“Did you feel that?” [/I]A voice in the dark asked the other voices down there with it.
“Someone used magic up there.”
“Once again?” Another, this one a female, questioned the first.
“There is always someone up there using magic.”
“But didn't you sense something else? It wasn't magic we know of.” A third spoke up, and several others mumbled between each other, talking of what it could be.
“What was it? A demon? Rufus? The Emperor Himself this time?” A sarcastic voice said as some dark energy gathered together into one spot. At least the dark energy brought some light into the darkness where they dwell. They were the old and rotten remains of humans once, some turned into bones even, spared away in some extraplanar area.
“No.” A more stern voice (think of the late Tony Jay here), said, silencing a few of the more active voices.
“It is time for our return, for this spellcaster is a human.”
“A human!?” Several questioned the stern voice, as more energy gathered in one place.
“No human has been able to use magic save Rufus, since our demise at the Githyanki hands. How do you know that this is a human?”
“I have seen her.” The stern voice answered as the dark energy focused on just one spot, then exploded to form one single being, glowing alone in the darkness surrounding it. This human's features were hidden at the time.
“So... finally, after all these eons spent in this wretched place...” It spoke with a voice that sounded unnatural. “...We can finally return to the surface?”
“Yes...” The scrying mage voice answered with a grin if he had a corporal form. “Now, with someone up there, who isn't Rufus... We can finally take our revenge on the Githyanki for our destruction. And all will know that we did away with them, forever!” With that, several voices began their hideous laughter as they began to merge themselves into the corporal form, for it was their ticket up to the surface once again.
”In the Dark of the Night, we were tossing and turning...” One voice started off, referring to their time spent here in this place.
“And the Nightmare we had was as bad as can be...”
"It scared us out of our wits,” Another continued from there, as the body they were merging with, collapsed into several body parts in one big pile.
“A corpse falling to bits,”
“Then we opened our eyes”, The corporal head began now as the body began to put itself together. “and the nightmare was... me!”
”We were once the most powerful men on the Planet,” A new voice came to as the newly reassembled corpse that began to approach a flat wall to reveal the surface and a great war was being taken place on it.
“when the Yanki destroyed us, they made a mistake.”
“Beneath them, we have all thrived, Now one little girl has arrived!!” The scryer's voice came back as the wall revealed a celebrating Nodoka with the rest of her companions, having some good food brought to them as thanks for saving the ship, in the captain's office.
“Little Witch, beware, because we're awake!” He finished as his magic spirit was merged into the corporal form, as more and more spirits, most likely inhabitants of this plane they were in, came closer to join in on the magi's small festivities.
”In the Dark of the Night, evil will find her... In the Dark of the Night, just before dawn...” As they kept it up amongst themselves, more and more energy which included fire, dreams, light, frost, lightning and earth gathered into the corporal form and its power kept growing as more and more came into the ever merging form.
”Revenge will be sweet,” A female voice called out as her spiritual form was being sent into their new body that they had created together.
“When the curse is complete!”
“In the Dark of the Night,” a chorus cried out as the gathered energy was fully assembled from those who had already gone into the physical form as he decided to add something to this odd song that they had begun singing.
“They'll be gone!!”
”I can feel that our powers are slowly returning...” He said as his sense of feel came to him, and he began to glow once again. “Bring me my cloak that was made from the weaves of Hell!” He instructed the spirits of this place, which fetched for him a ragged old mantle, torn and ragged, yet held a certain touch to it, mainly because it was filled with blinking eyeballs.
“As the pieces fall into place, We'll see them crawl into place!” Yet another mage continued as he was merged into their new body that had put on their new cloak. For some bizarre reason, he had a Russian accent of his own.
“Dasvidanya, Honya, your grace, farewell!” With that, their form began descending self forming stairs down into a fiery area, containing all their items that had been stored away. (How come that their magic items is stored away in the same place as they- Who cares?! It's part of the plot!)
”In the Dark of the Night, terror will strike her!” The chorus came again as more and more spirits of destroyed magi filled into him and took part in more and more revel of their return to the surface, whilst the corporal mage took a bundle of scrolls written down centuries ago.
“Terror's the least I can do!” He exclaimed as he stored several wands into his cloak and proceeded to grab a few extra books.
”In the Dark of the Night, Evil will brew...” The chorus somewhere kept growing, whilst dark energy began to gather in the roof above him and the other spirits.
”Soon, she will feel,” Another mage spirit, this one focusing on dreams and the mental mind, and the corporal form sang as they merged together into each other. “That her nightmares are real.” The latter finished for the two of them.
”In the Dark of the Night,” More and more dark energy began to gather up in the roof as the chorus that didn't merge themselves into the magi body sang on and on.
“She'll be through!”
”In the Dark of the Night, evil will find her,” Finally, the roof of the plane opened up itself as the mage began looking through several staffs to pick one of them.
“In the Dark of the Night, terror comes true!”
”My dear, you're a sign,” He started as a new picture of Nodoka came up, being told a few things by Rev'keth regarding something magical they presumed, whilst he himself picked a black wooden staff decorated with beads and small nuggets of gold tied to it with strings. “It's the end of their kind!”
”In the Dark of the Night...” The roof started to ventilate as the corporal mage had finished merging in several magi spirits into himself and then thrust his staff into the floor that cracked underneath the impact.
”Come our minions, rise for your Master,” At that, scores of vicious demons, several large and strong looking that could rip off a grown man's arm off with ease, others small and imp-like in body structure, yet dangerous on their own when left to handling helpless victims. Finally, massive dragon-like beings that didn't have the same scale like appearance of actual flying dragons, and their eye sockets were empty and blank white instead. “Let your Evil shine!”
”In the Dark of the Night, in the Dark of the Night!” The chorus kept going as the demons and their humanoid like companions kept going upwards into the sucking roof that would spew them out into the surface once again.
”Find her now, yes, fly ever faster!” He instructed them as they kept going upwards and out into the open, to fall prey upon a city somewhere in the mountain ridges not far from Glathk.
”In the Dark of the Night, In the Dark of the Night, In the Dark of the Night!” Now the chorus focused their power on their corporal form, so that he could get up there with them as well. He couldn't help but promise them something as he was being sent up there, as his body was temporarily being turned to dust for easy departure.
”She'll be mine!”
~*~
“Achoo!” Nodoka sneezed in her own cabin, granted by the captain for her and Hina. Shame it only had one bed.
“Someone's gossiping?” Her sister asked as she lay on her side of the bed.
“Could be.” The bookworm answered her as she decided to lie down. “But it could have just been a common cold.”