Prologue
Disclaimer: I only own the plot line. The characters and figures I use all belong to their original owners.
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In the times of old where magic reigned supreme, nine worlds reside. At the heart of it all stood a colossus ash tree whose gigantean frame outlasted time. Its branches stretched to the high heavens while its roots had no end. At the base of its mighty trunk was a stone table, weathered and cracked but still it held true even as mighty hands crashed down upon it.
"We must stop this madness, this, this UPRISING!" One figure shouted.
"I blame the human rebels!" another, more gruff voice spoke.
"Of course you would blame the humans Dark Elf!" came the deep baritone of a sarcastic reply. "Anything to cover up your own behind."
"This coming from the mouth of a jotunn, the biggest rule breakers of all? Hah!" a clear voice rang.
"SILENCE!" a thundering voice boomed over the shouts and jeers. When all noise died away, a single man stood at the head of the table, his every move commanding respect from those that looked upon him. Though not large enough to be considered a jotuun he was by far larger than any mortal man. His arms bulged with taunt muscles that rippled beneath his golden armor. A weathered helm of gold encased his face, a pair of wings rising up from the sides. There was an otherworldly air about the man as he stood tall and proud at the head of the table, obviously the one in charge. None dared to challenge him as he waited until he was sure he had the attention of all before he spoke once more. "Our ways have held strong and true throughout the years. For centuries we have reigned supreme. We have built castles and fortresses. Brought about great cities and monuments. But alas the times are beginning to change…"
Those at the table remained silent, awaiting their leader's words once more. None dared to intrude into the ever growing quiet even as it became unbearable, for fear of the great mans wrath. After a time a small, quiet voice rang out clear as crystal. "Perhaps we need to find new voices?"
"Where would you get a ridiculous idea like that?" Scoffed the deep baritone voice.
"Oi! I agree with him for once! You Light Elves have been out in the sun too long!" snapped the gruff voice.
"It would be a wise choice to seek out new information." All heads turned to the figure clad in white, whom had been silent up until this point. "Sire, I believe we should bring new lights into these great halls. It would-" the voice was cut off then as those at the stone table began to shout in protest, each wanting to be heard.
"You Vanir are just greedy for more information!"
"Yah! Your even willing to have us all replaced!"
The figure clad in gold remained silent, deep in thought. When finally he spoke once more his voice carried out over the uproar with a startling calm. "Perhaps you are right… Though it pains me to admit… perhaps new voices are needed…" when the others began to protest he simply raised his hand silencing them once more. "I am not saying we need to be replaced. But new insight could prove valuable. The time of Ragnarök is at hand! We cannot waste our time arguing amongst ourselves." he turned to the figure in white whom had become silent once more. "I am putting you in charge of finding those worthy of my time." It was painfully obvious that his words held a double meaning but the smaller man knew better than to question less he fall victim of the larger mans fury.
With that said the golden figure stood, walking away from the stone table. With a shrill whistle he called forth his steed, in the form of an eight legged horse. Once upon its back he quickly disappeared as if he had never been there at all. Those who remained at the table were quick to follow, one by one they disappeared into the distance until none remained.
Unbeknownst to all, a small figure lurked in the shadows amongst the limbs of the great ash. "Who knew those senile idiots could learn? But you're all too late! FAR too late!" It chuckled doubling over in mirth. "Those old fools won't know what hit them! Maybe next time they'll think twice before messing with me." With that said it melted into the shadows like a ghost, leaving nothing behind but the whisper of the leaves.
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Oh! I think I did pretty well on this. It took a while since I'm doing this all from my cell phone but I made it through!
And for any of you who might be a bit slow to understand this like the friend I asked to proof read. The reason they needed "new voices" was because, like it said, they've been ruling for centuries and times change. Cause none of them are humans, and have been ruling for "centuries" they live a long time. It's always been the same people who are in control so they've been doing the same thing, all this time. But as stated before "TIMES CHANGE" and they need the opinions of the newer generations. Which was also why some of them were getting mad and thinking they were being replaced. So the "new voices" are new people to help them make decisions on how they do things. And for any of you wondering who the people talking are... YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW! I wrote this in a way that makes you use your imagination to guess who they are even though the dialogue tells WHAT they are (if you pay enough attention).
I hope this helps. And for any who actually needed this I'm sorry if I seemed rude. It's because my friend is an exceptional idiot... It took me almost a whole hour to explain to him what this meant. And I kinda got irritated. The damn guy always manages to make me mad. It's like he's tap-dancing on my last nerve. _
Please leave a review telling me how I did! Thank you to anyone that took the time to actually read all this. Have a nice day! ^_^
