3631 bby the GRAVESTONE - Wild Space
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The five priests walked into the chamber of the dark sanctuary.
The priests wore the corresponding colors to the God's that they represented:
Red for TYTH, the God of War and the rage.
Blue for SCYVA, the goddess of sorrows and apathy.
Orange for AIVELA, the companion to TYTH.
Green for ESNE, the envious sister.
Black for IZAX the God of destruction, the devourer.
The black robed priest stepped up to the huge crystal in the central chamber.
"Lord IZAX." he bowed his hooded head in reverence. "I am ready to receive your blessing." he said, holding the Onyx crystal in both hands. it was thick enough that he needed both hands to hold it.
The red black Crystal pulsated as if in answer to his presence.
he breathed, startled, as he started to rise off of the ground.
He floated up toward the top of the compartment where the crystal was inside.
On top of the crystal compartment stood a waist-high podium with a round slot at the top of it. The slot was just large enough for the crystal to fit inside.
Around the perimeter of the chamber stood five similar slots to the one up on top.
Each priest approached, holding their crystals in front of them.
They all slid their crystals into the slots in front of them.
When the black-robed priest placed his crystal into the slot, there was a great wailing sound, like someone screaming. a pressure was released like a great hiss.
A booming wispy voice rang out in the chamber.
"It has begun, but first, the demon hunter must be disbursed."
The force ghost of Valkorian lingered, trying to stay unnoticed. He screamed as his essence was sucked into the crystal.
"You thought yourself powerful, but we are the ones who gave you that power. That ends now"
As Valkorian was sucked into the crystal, voices were heard overlapping, like a crowded room full of people.
A deep female voice rang out in the chamber.
"Izax has returned. Now we only need my son Nahut to continue."
"I am here mother." a sing-song voice said.
The almost 7 foot tall form appeared at the doorway, heavily clad in white robes, his cowled hood pulled low over his face.
A smaller figure followed him in, also hiding himself in the heavy robes.
Nahut whispered to the white robed priest, then stood his full height, hiding his hands in his sleeves.
The white priest stepped forward, placing his crystal into the slot in front of him.
"Good." the black-robed priest said. "Now let us begin."
"Place your hands upon the crystals." the female voice instructed.
Nahut bent down to whisper to his priest, The priest nodded in recognition.
A great hum began, vibrating throughout the chamber.
The red black crystal pulsated like a beating heart.
The light in the dark Sanctuary glowed red. Then the metal deck beneath their feet vibrated.
Colored smoke came from each priest. blue, red, green, orange and purple. but not yellow, which was Nahut's color.
"Now." Nahut whispered, placing his hands over his priest's ears.
The white priest let go of the crystal, then placed his hands over Nahut's.
The priests all began to shake violently, holding onto their crystals, not being able to let go.
The black robed priest screamed. "What are you doing!? make him hold the crystal!" the priest shook with rage, his body convulsing violently.
"Izax! My lord!" He yelled as black red smoke rose up from beneath his feet.
The whole chamber flooded with colored smoke.
The huge pods surrounding the crystal chamber opened slowly, making a loud, whining, metallic sound.
Five figures emerged from the pods, wasted and ancient.
They moved forward, then stood behind each of the priests grabbing onto them tightly.
The white-skinned form rose a wasted hand toward the priest on top of the compartment.
The priests screamed as they were consumed by the smoke.
The forms behind them vibrated, absorbing the life force of their respective priests, the two bodies merging together to form one being.
The black Priest started to transform, his robed form morphing into something else entirely. his skin turned a coal black, dark as night;
the texture like that of a serpent.
The black priest looked down at the two white robed forms below.
"You used the wrong crystal Nahut !"
"No father. I did not." Nahut said flatly.
The merged forms stepped away from the central compartment.
The huge red black crystal had been absorbed into the figure standing atop the central chamber.
The four figures moved toward Nahut: Rage, Envy, Passion and Sorrow.
TYTH 's priest became taller than the rest. the god of rage.
His skin a ruddy red, like thick leather. his body was well-muscled, bulging, his strength renewed.
AIVELA's priest became taller than her more petite twin ESNE.
Her skin a healthy orange, like a sunset, her hair long and thick, yellow, like the sun.
ESNE's priest became a smaller version of her twin sister.
Her skin a grassy green, her hair blue, like the deepest sea.
SCYVA's priest was tall and full figured with a mother's breasts.
Her skin a deep blue, like a Sapphire; her red eyes glowed like rubies and her hair a blue black, like the deepest ocean.
Izax stared angrily at Nahut.
"You did not complete the ritual Nahut. you did not merge with your priest."
Nahut reached up to slide the cowled hood off of his head, revealing his face to them.
"I have already completed the renewal." he reached over to wrap his arms around his priest protectively.
"This mortal has helped me. he is an innocent."
Not so innocent. the priest thought to himself.
"I gave you mercy, and now you betray us?" Scyva scowled angrily, her blue face lined with contempt. "We are Eternal, unending. you stand against us then?"
"Kill the hated son!" Tyth boomed. "He does not follow the path."
"You sabotaged the ritual!" her voice ringing like a wind chime in a summer breeze.
"We are not complete!" Esne growled.
Izax stood atop the central compartment, arms crossed.
"Finish it Nahut." He said firmly. "Finish the ritual."
Nahut shook his thick mop of white gold hair.
"No father. I shall not. this must end. there will be peace. we must end the cycle of war."
"Peace is for the weak!" Izax raised a black, scaled fist.
Nahut choked, being raised off the ground. He choked for air.
"Do as he asks." Scyva said, her voice firm and demanding.
"I can make him do it." Izax glared at the white robed priest, pointing a black clawed finger. "Do not make me exile you permanently."
His red eyes narrowed, watching the white robed priest.
"I shall destroy everything and everyone you love, beginning with your lover."
He looked at the white robed priest. "Do not test me mortal."
Izax released Nahut. He choked, rubbing his golden throat.
The priest's hands shook. "No please don't."
First the Eternal Empire, and now the Gods. It has to stop. I don't want to give in to them, but they'll kill me if I don't. I can't let them win.
Izax took his hesitation for defiance.
"Shall I subdue him father?"
Esne stepped forward, her seafoam eyes glared at him thoughtfully.
She held a grass green hand over his chest.
Izax crossed his arms across his chest.
"That shall not be necessary. I know of a better way." he looked at Tyth. "Bring me the pure Sith."
Tyth nodded his big red bald head, then disappeared into thin air with a hum and a whoosh.
Pure Sith? Theron thought. I only know of one...
"No!" He glared at the serpent God. "Lord Borias won't do what you want Izax. He only helps people. What you're doing is wrong. It goes against everything he stands for now."
Even though he doesn't remember, Theron thought sadly.
"You shall do as we ask." Scyva eyed him coolly, her ruby eyes boring info his green gold ones. "We know your weakness."
They know, I've always let my passion control me, Theron thought sadly.
Tyth appeared with a carbonite casing of Lord Borias in tow.
He grinned at Theron, his Sith pureblood face showed contempt. He rested his hand on the side of the casing.
"I can destroy him easily." He waved his big red hand over the frozen form slowly.
Aivela looked at the frozen Borias, admiring his beauty.
"Such a terrible waste. He is a fine specimen." she stroked the frozen form teasingly.
"This is his lover." Scyva said plainly.
"Even better." Aivela giggled, cuddling up next to the carbonite casing.
Theron shook with rage and fear.
he looked at Nahut, pleading.
"You promised me...!" his green gold eyes glistened with tears.
Nahut looked at him with pity.
"I am sorry. there is nothing I can do. I thought we could defeat them, but they shall only destroy me... destroy everything."
Theron looked at the gods. they will kill me if I don't do what they want.
I would do anything to protect you, even die, but there is too much at stake.
He looked at the frozen form sadly. I'm sorry Borias. I really wish that things were different, but they're not.
I just hope that if we live through this we can finally be together. I'll do what I have to.
He let out a heavy sigh, then stepped forward, reaching toward the purple crystal.
Theron looked over his shoulder at Nahut.
Nahut nodded, a sad smile crossed his golden face.
Theron slowly slid his fingers over the crystal, feeling its smooth surface.
As soon as he wrapped both hands around the amethyst crystal, the whole chamber began to shake.
He felt the deck beneath his feet vibrate.
The gods jerked with the force of the vibration.
A loud hum rang out through the GRAVESTONE.
Theron wanted to cover his ears, but he couldn't take his hands off of the crystal. his feet were planted to the deck. he couldn't move even if he wanted to.
The color drained from the crystal.
it became clear and sparkled brightly.
He had to shut his eyes the light was so bright..
The Gods screamed in agony.
All the Gods collapsed to the deck, save one..
The chamber got deathly quiet.
Theron opened his eyes, looking around the empty chamber. he was alone with Nahut.
Everyone was gone, like they were never there at all.
"Thank you my son. The cycle is complete."
Theron stared at him. "What happened? where is everyone? where is Borias?"
The god smiled at him. "He was never here."
"But... I saw him. the gods brought him here."
"A necessary deception." he grinned wickedly. "I had to be sure that you would do as I asked, and you performed beautifully."
Theron's green gold eyes blazed.
"You tricked me. I thought you were good... I thought you wanted peace."
"Peace is for the weak." Nahut's golden face morphed into the serpent.
Izax glared at him with ruby red eyes. "Foolish mortal."
Theron stared at him, eyes wide.
"It was you all along, wasn't it? you killed them. the priests... the gods...he shuddered.
"What have I done? he cringed of what would come next.
"You have brought the dawn of a new civilization." Izax grinned wickedly.
"But the alliance...Borias..."
"You have no alliance and now your commander is dead."
"Dead? No...I saw him here before we got to the GRAVESTONE."
"Before, yes, it is true. He needed to be out of my way."
Theron stared at him in horror.
The red eyes gleamed with malice and contempt. "Where is he then?"
Izax chuckled. "I needed a pure soul." He pointed a black clawed finger at the over sized red-black crystal in the central compartment.
"He is there for eternity... to fuel the Galaxy with the strength I need to conquer it."
Theron stared in horror at the crystal.
He stepped up to it, reaching out to place a hand on it. it was warm to the touch. it pulsated like a beating heart.
Theron gasped, taken back. "It's alive."
"It was merely sleeping. you have awoken it. the GRAVESTONE shall live again.” Izax looked at him.
"You may live long enough to see it. Just be sure not to cross me again. now I must go."
With a hum and a whoosh, he was gone.
Theron stood alone in the Dark Sanctuary with only his thoughts to keep him company.
What am I going to do now?
Borias is gone, Izax has disappeared. I don't even know if any of the others are alive. I haven't heard from anyone since Borias disappeared.
For all I know, Izax abducted all the others too. Something isn't right. I gotta figure out what's going on...
from the Star Wars story: “the Broken Throne”
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