Chapter Four
Encephalon
Meanwhile...
"Hun-ga-mey...me-oh-ta.chin-chuy.hu-a-no-tah! Bringer of darkness, of chaos, of death.obey our command, do as we request."
"Hun-ga-mey.me-oh-ta.chin-chuy.hu-a-no-tah! Ruler of minds, of thought, of free will.we raise you from hell, our plans you'll full-fill."
The three priests in their black flowing robes repeated their chant around the hell-mouth in the old high school library. Surrounding them were two- dozen black candles, all lit brightly. The first walked to the edge, and slit his palm, letting the blood collect and drip into the hole while the other two continued the chant. The other two also did this, and then joined hands and said "Encephalon the wise, do as we bid! We rise you from your grave, be gone of it.be rid!"
With a great explosion of black smoke and bright flashing lights, Encephalon rose up from the hell-mouth. A deafening roar filled the air, and before them stood Encephalon. He stood over seven feet tall, and had inky black skin. Angry blood red welts slashed across his skin where he had been whipped and tortured in hell. His eyes were a bright yellow, and green tattoos shone on his back. His face had great ridges going from the brow to the back of is head, each of them green as well.
"You have risen me from hell where I resided for over ten thousand years. How may I repay you?" Encephalon growled in a low menacing tone.
The center priest walked forward and said, "Yes, we have freed you, and in return you can do us a favor. We want to restore this world to its former state of beauty. We want to once again rule the world with demons, vampires, and the creatures from hell. But we need your help. Will you join us in our quest?"
"Yes."
"Good." The priest drew back his hood, and revealed his face. It was Jonathon. The other two followed suite, revealing Andrew and Warren.
~~ When Xander and Anya got back twenty minutes later, Buffy was still in her room. Giles had been telling her books to look in, and she was making a list of the titles. Tara and Willow had paper plates, napkins, and cups sitting out on the counter. They each got pizza and were just about to sit and eat, not knowing how long Buffy would be on the phone, when Buffy came downstairs.
"So, what'd he say?" asked Willow.
"He gave me a list of books to look in. He said it could be any of twenty species, but not to lose heart. He asked that we call him again when we find out more, and that he'll do some researching on his own. But he sounded lonely, .busy, but lonely."
"What kinds of books are on the list?" asked Tara.
"Lots. A big variety."
"Well, I don't want to burst the bubble of fun here, but lets get started looking again, shall we? I for one don't want to be up all night looking." Xander got up for another piece of pizza, and grabbed books. The rest followed suit, and continued to look. As the hours passed they left, one by one, for bed, until Willow and Buffy were the only one's left.
"Come on Buffy. It's one thirty in the morning. I've got an early class and if I don't get enough sleep I'll die."
"Ok. I guess we won't find any more tonight." Buffy got up, yawned, stretched, and followed Willow upstairs.
Encephalon
Meanwhile...
"Hun-ga-mey...me-oh-ta.chin-chuy.hu-a-no-tah! Bringer of darkness, of chaos, of death.obey our command, do as we request."
"Hun-ga-mey.me-oh-ta.chin-chuy.hu-a-no-tah! Ruler of minds, of thought, of free will.we raise you from hell, our plans you'll full-fill."
The three priests in their black flowing robes repeated their chant around the hell-mouth in the old high school library. Surrounding them were two- dozen black candles, all lit brightly. The first walked to the edge, and slit his palm, letting the blood collect and drip into the hole while the other two continued the chant. The other two also did this, and then joined hands and said "Encephalon the wise, do as we bid! We rise you from your grave, be gone of it.be rid!"
With a great explosion of black smoke and bright flashing lights, Encephalon rose up from the hell-mouth. A deafening roar filled the air, and before them stood Encephalon. He stood over seven feet tall, and had inky black skin. Angry blood red welts slashed across his skin where he had been whipped and tortured in hell. His eyes were a bright yellow, and green tattoos shone on his back. His face had great ridges going from the brow to the back of is head, each of them green as well.
"You have risen me from hell where I resided for over ten thousand years. How may I repay you?" Encephalon growled in a low menacing tone.
The center priest walked forward and said, "Yes, we have freed you, and in return you can do us a favor. We want to restore this world to its former state of beauty. We want to once again rule the world with demons, vampires, and the creatures from hell. But we need your help. Will you join us in our quest?"
"Yes."
"Good." The priest drew back his hood, and revealed his face. It was Jonathon. The other two followed suite, revealing Andrew and Warren.
~~ When Xander and Anya got back twenty minutes later, Buffy was still in her room. Giles had been telling her books to look in, and she was making a list of the titles. Tara and Willow had paper plates, napkins, and cups sitting out on the counter. They each got pizza and were just about to sit and eat, not knowing how long Buffy would be on the phone, when Buffy came downstairs.
"So, what'd he say?" asked Willow.
"He gave me a list of books to look in. He said it could be any of twenty species, but not to lose heart. He asked that we call him again when we find out more, and that he'll do some researching on his own. But he sounded lonely, .busy, but lonely."
"What kinds of books are on the list?" asked Tara.
"Lots. A big variety."
"Well, I don't want to burst the bubble of fun here, but lets get started looking again, shall we? I for one don't want to be up all night looking." Xander got up for another piece of pizza, and grabbed books. The rest followed suit, and continued to look. As the hours passed they left, one by one, for bed, until Willow and Buffy were the only one's left.
"Come on Buffy. It's one thirty in the morning. I've got an early class and if I don't get enough sleep I'll die."
"Ok. I guess we won't find any more tonight." Buffy got up, yawned, stretched, and followed Willow upstairs.