Note: I do not own Static Shock!!
A dark and gloomy castle sits in a surrounding silence. In the throne hall, a scrawny creature cowers in fear of his future. Sitting on the throne, a dark tall figure with glowing red eyes stares impatiently at his minion; he is known as Xalazor, ruler of the Dark Realm.
"Well, Nellor...I'm waiting."
"M-my lord...one of our s-spies...w-well, w-w-we found o-out t-t-t-terrible news..."the creature stuttered.
"Go on...don't make me lose my patience."
"They found her, our enemies f-f-found her!" Nellor wailed.
"WHAT?" Xalazor stood up and gritted his teeth, "Now everything is RUINED!!"
"N-n-no it's not....they found out where..."
"Oh, and what is this where?" Xalazor demanded.
"I-i-it is far beyond the realms put together..." Nellor looked at the guards and then leaned in to the Dark One to whisper one little word. Xalazor grinned evilly and his eyes flashed, "Oh-ho...so that's the 'where'? No matter...if those fools think they can keep her there, they're wrong...NELLOR, make preparations to leave at once."
"M-m-me my lord?" he looked up at the Evil questionably.
"YES! Don't be a fool!" Xalazor barked. He watched as Nellor went to the door, sulking, and sighed, Good service is hard to come by these days. As Nellor reached the door, the Dark One cried out to him, "While you're at it, go ahead and take the Tel'Domeduathea as well." He watched as Nellor moan out of the doorway and laughed.
Contact me about the elven phrases...there's more to come (Static and Gear aour definitely coming in on Chapter 3)!!