Echos of chatter filled the dark forest, Kyubbeys eyes glittered under the moonlight as he looked down upon his fellows incubators. He nodded to himself and announced to the crowd. "My fellow incubators...a matter has brought us here this evening... does anyone know what that may mean?"
It was quiet, So quiet even the crickets had hushed tones. A voice announced itself from the others, "The recent shortage of energy?"
Kyubbey nodded approvingly he swerved his faceless expression around his audience. "We need a way to get a large amount of energy quickly."
There were now hushed murmurs among the audience. Kyubbey put up one of his paws for them to silence. "Any ideas?" He inquired loudly.
There were many ideas such as, killing parents, more contracts, find another planet.
Those just did not seem to do, one voice stood out of them all. "Maybe we could deceive them? Promise them a rather impossible prize."
Kyubbey nodded, motioning them to keep going.
"Maybe we could promise them their freedom of having to fight witches and give them the ultimate power, Which actually turns them into witches."
There were many nods of agreement, And Kyubbey nodded as well. "So it is decided?" He paced a little, to enhance the situation a little more. "We will deceive them and turn them into witches by?"
"Making two armies that fight for their 'freedom' The voice spoke once more.
Kyubbey nodded, He felt pleased for a moment but quickly put the thought away. Emotion was an illness. "Perfect. All in favor raise your right paw." Everyone in the audience raised their right paw.
The war between the magi had begun.