A Orchestra of Silence And Shadow:A Song Of Blood
The Highers Meeting
"The Others Should Be Arriving Any moment now. One,Two,Three,Four,Five.."Murmured Strife Anxiously Awaiting The Highers Arrival to the Dark Tower But At That Moment A Vase Decorated With Asymmetrical Lines of Some Dye Or Paint Material.
"Oh Hello My Beloved Comrades, What A Joy It Bring Me To see you in such good health and here I was worried that one of you had been mangled or torn apart without me being there to see.How long has it been nine hundred years since I last saw your faces?".
At that moment a face peeped out from the bannisters of the nearby stairs in the dimly lit and narrow chamber.A Gaunt Hideous face with a wide and bulbous head with horns and a hunched crawling permanent position,his black rags barely visible as they blended with the walls splendidly and his grey hair looked like it had never seen a comb and it was unnaturally balding at the top.
"Have You Forgotten To Count in the years we have been apart?"He Asked standing slightly upwards from his hiding place "It's Been A Millennia Since We Were Last Summoned.Hey Who is it we are still waiting on?"Asked Higher four whose name was in fact Hatakatu Nervously
"Apostata And Aktoh And where is Dakoth Please Tell Me he was not somehow killed"Questioned Strife Cocking His Gaunt Pale Long Oily White Haired Head,His Bloodshot Eyes Filled With Doubt,His Bulbous Forehead Sweating With Fear.
"He Is the First one who arrived Lord Strife" Replied The Stout Pointed Eared Gremlin From The Far Corner Of The Summoning Chamber,He Blended In with The Dimly Lit Chamber The Black Crooked Spires,Ridges And Doorways Blended Perfectly With Hatakatu's Rags And The Servants Body.
"I've Been Here The Entire Time" Stated Dakoth In A Cold Grim Tone as in the Near pitch black room He was near impossible to See Yet with inhuman speed he Appeared Right Next to Strife The Proof was the Air growing significantly thicker as Strife Stood There Blankly looking around the Dark Chamber
"I am Glad you are well Lord Dakoth"Said Strife Slyly While Feeling The Material Of His Robe,As What The Tsakara Normally Did was Fashion Parts of their own bodies into material as this would have no affect and would regenerate Immediately,With these materials they made clothes and other tools they needed at that moment in time.
"You Worried About Me that's unlike you"Replied Dakoth In the Same Cold,Callous Tone As Before.
"Look We Are Allies and we both Serve Maro Don't we so let us work together and I truly am Happy you are not dead"
"The True Concept Of Death Does Not Exist To A Tsakara,Strife You Should Be Aware of that seeing that you are a Clan Founder And A Third Generation"
"Ehm Excuse Me But eh…"Interjected Hatakatu Meekly Peering at them from a Doorway this Time Eagerly Hoping To Get Their Attention.
"What Is It Hatakatu" Asked Strife Curiously But The Look on his face told him everything He needed to know He Leaned In Close To Dakoth's Ear And Whispered Hurriedly "The Master Is Here",The Moment those words escaped his mouth Dakoth Got on his knees,Strife Not wanting to be made an example of like the other Lessers of the Nine Got On his,And Hatakatu Who was always on his knees(For some reason No one really knew why) Just lowered his head in Loyalty and Reverence.
"Well if it is not the Nine."He Snarled coldly and sarcastically "The Most Powerful Tsakara in existence other than I"He Callously stated as he was pacing around the chamber. Hatakatu knelt at the doorway Thinking to himself "Is he Going to punish me?".
"Your Inefficiencies cost You all"He Snarled as he snapped his fingers and all their shoulders burst open,Blood gushed from The Wound going from the shoulder down to the spine "I can't regenerate what is this Maro the Master…"Thought Strife Falling Onto the ground.Maro(the Master) Slammed His Hands into a nearby table "Why Do You Exist If your Sole Purpose Has Become To Disappoint Me?!". Hatakatu fell to his knees Screaming "Please Forgive Us I beg of you I beg of you!"
He Looked On In disgust And Cruelty He Turned To Face The door and Said
"Strife,Welcome To Our Ranks".At that Moment The Number In Strife's eyes Changed From -1 to 6 As He fell to the ground Gasping For Air,His breath became Heavier As if he was suffering from humanly unbearable amounts of exercise and for the first time in his life he could not regenerate.
"Welcome Strife" He said Coldly As he left.