Chapter 2
The Purity of Evil smiled down at his kneeling counterpart.
"How may I assist you?" he asked in a voice that rose up from the depths.
"Our archivist is missing, he was engaged in researching a way to release you permanently from your prison. The man I had instructed to watch him failed me, fell asleep and lost track of Brother Loves' whereabouts . The Lord of Darkness's voice waived slightly as he spoke, as if he was fearful of the one in the mirror.
"Dispose of him, or better still bring him to me" . The Purity of Evil licked his lips as he spoke, a pair of fangs clearly visible as he did so.
"I was considering that, but this man as the gift of Sight. Although he is highly untrained and very unfocused. I believe that once brought into the Ministry he would become an asset, with our guidance".
"Very well, but I sense an uneasiness about you ...approach me"
The Lord of Darkness stood slowly and walked towards the mirror.
"Remove your hood so I might see your face, I shall ease your mind and grant you some of my essence"
As the man known as The Lord of Darkness did so he spoke in hushed tones "I feel so wary all the time, and am plagued by memories that refuse to die".
The Purity of Evil, snarled as he heard this news ...for far too long he had been imprisoned in this mirror neither alive nor dead and this mortal man that stood before him was the key to his freedom.
But this one was still a mortal and prone to all their weaknesses and doubts, even though he had a naturally black heart and mind and had accepted the Purity of Evil and embraced the Heart of Darkness.
The frail flame that was his humanity was slowly dying. Soon he would be his completely, his mind, body and soul given freely to The Heart of Darkness . Now it was time to begin the final stage
The Purity of Evil reached out and so did the The Lord of Darkness, where their fingertips met the surface of the mirror shimmered and warped. The Purity of Evil whispered an incantation as he stepped forward. The Lord of Darkness followed suit and intoned his own version of the same spell.
If anyone had been either foolish or brave enough to be watching they would have seen the two forms stand toe to toe, fingertip to fingertip. Waves of black energy visibly flowing from the reflection in the mirror into the robed man that stood before it.
Silence filled the room and The Lord of Darkness lifted his head, for a second his eyes flashed black before returning to their usual vivid green. A cruel smile crossed his face and he licked his lips.
"That should ease all that ails you for now, my brother"
The Lord of Darkness said nothing but pulled his hood back over his head and closed the curtains before leaving the room, his mind now focused on the task at hand...the indoctrination of Mr Knight.