Rigerden appeared in The Dark One's laboratory, startling the goblin servants there.
"Evening, don't mind me, I'll just be here no more than a minute," the goblin began producing their weapons and aiming them at the intruder.
"Oh…well then…if you want to go about it like that…"
He then reaches into his pocket and pulls out his favorite weapon of all, his blade-staff.
There is a moment of silence and stillness, but then one of them advances. Walking slowly the goblin runs toward Rigerden, his spear ahead of him. Calmly he side steps and the goblin crashes behind him into the wall. Another runs at him, which he trips and flips into the air, landing him on his face a few feet away.
Then the rest launch themselves at him. Each fallen goblin seeming to be replaced by another coming in from one of the servants' entrances. The room becomes a hurricane of goblins with Rigerden at the eye.
But though their numbers seemed large, the goblins were being beat back as quickly as they approach. Finally, the goblins numbers began diminishing and slowly, but surely, and Rigerden soon found himself standing alone, save for the pile of goblins lying around. All of them unconscious.
Looking around Rigerden thinks to himself, that he could have killed some…if it were his objective. But alas, it was not, so he must continue on the purpose of returning here.
Putting the Blade-Staff away and walking to the Dark One's computer, he sits down in the chair in front of it. The computer, realizing someone was there, brought up the password screen.
With a cleaver smile on his face, Rigerden typed in the password that he knew had not been changed due to the lack of remembrance of Julius. The computer, receiving the correct password, opened up to reveal the images recorded from the crystal ball. He scanned the images, searching for what he knew was there. His bane, his weakness. The way he had been defeated during the light and dark wars.
He had been lucky then. Julius had stuck around for those seven thousand years so that he could revive him. This time he would not be so lucky. Julius only had a few hundred years left in him, maybe a thousand if he was lucky, but not long enough to revive him. If Rigerden hadn't betrayed him, of course.
It was then that he saw it, the weakness image. Quickly Rigerden selected it and pressed Delete.
Are you sure you wish to delete file 26262246455655?
Yes.
File Deleted.
With that, Rigerden left, his work done here. The final step of his old plan was ready for activation.
A knock is heard on the Parr's door. Opening it, Helen Parr is faced with Tren Oak.
"Hello, Mrs. Parr," Tren says standing there.
"Hello, can I help you."
"I'm have some information concerning the Rydinger's son, I thought Violet ought to know it."
"Have you told his parents…"
"Mrs. Parr, I know of your secrets and you uniqueness. I think I should tell you first."
Tren is allowed into the house and all are gathered to hear him. Though Violet is suspicious as to his reappearance after the vacancy of his 'house'.
"What I have to tell you is absolutely true," he began.
"Well, after what has happened to us, we're almost ready to accept anything as real of truth."
"Good, then I should ask you to brace your selves for what I am about to do."
He stands, stretches his arms and looks up as he transforms back into his Dark One form.
"My name is Julius. I am called the Dark One," the Parrs look at him with startled looks. They had not prepared themselves to see him morph into a form such as this.
After settling down they listened to the Dark One tell of Rigerden, and how he was set free.
"I just want to add that I am helping you this time, but we have to act immediately."
"How can I get Tony back?" Violet stood facing Julius.
We have to wear him down until he has to leave Tony's body, then I must use his weakness on him to seal him away for five millennia or more."
"When can we go and do so?"
"We cannot find him, we have to have him come to us. And he will come, if I know his plan. At least, he'll come to you," he then changes back to Tren and goes to the door.
"Tomorrow night, we'll go to the park, you'll be bait and we can exhaust him there. Good night Violet, let you worries trouble you only a short time."
The Parrs watched as he left, heading around the corner, and vanishing from view.
"Tomorrow then," Violet thought to herself, "Tomorrow evening."
A/N: I know it is shorter than some of the other chapters but at least I got another chapter finished. I'll try to get them up ASAP. Thanks for all the reviews.