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Authors note:
Me-FF-Plato-Sophists said: You hate the series, don't you?Pygme: No the serie is one of my favorite, maybe a bit boring in the last books but I really like them. I just want to write this story in a Dark perspective
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Chapter 2: Talk with the Dark One.

Asmodean stood at the edge of the ledge to the Dark One prison flanked by the other Chosen. He waited patiently. Patience was a virtue he had learnt to like. Most of the others had grim smiles on there faces. There had been a long time. After a couple of minutes a large sound like stones shattered by a hammer.

Then from the depts a dark voice spooked.

"Finally free. Its time to lay the shadows over the world again.".

When the voice spoke again there were almost a hint of surprise in it.

"So Asmodean its you who stands first to me now. How come?"

Asmodean smiled a bit. And then he spoke.

"We have finally awaken from our sleep and it seemed to me that before I got out into the world and doing the work of the Shadow again, I would need to question my master about a couple of things and ask if he had some orders for me. I believe the others would have done that to after they stopped giving each other hateful looks. I don´t see any point in that and decided to start making plans but for that as I said before I need your advice master."

The others stood and looked at him in disbelief. Asmodean had never been one to take command. He may have become a threat to them. From the depths the Dark One spoke again.

"I see that the sleep has changed you." It spoke.

"No master, the sleep didn´t change me. Time has gone and the world has changed. I needed to change with it."

"That's good. Ask your questions and I shall say what you shall do after that."

Asmodean looked over the shoulders at the others and saw their confused looks. He then turned back and spoke.

"My first question is where Aginor, Balthamel and Ishmael is. Has they already broke free from the sleep and is out in the world or did they lay in a deeper sleep then the rest of us?"

"Aginor and Balthamel lay to close to the surface so their bodies had withered with the time. They are at the moment given new bodies. Ishmael has been free glimpses thrue the time when the rest of you have slept. He has his orders."

Asmodean nodded and thought for awhile before asking his next question.

"I guess that the Dragon has been reborn then. The last battle draws close?" He heard gasps from behind and didn´t need to see the faces of the others to know what they where thinking. Sammael and Demandred had their faces in hate position, Lanfear planned how she would have the new dragon and the others where afraid.

"You are correct."

"How much has the world changed since we were imprisoned?"

"The times are changed. The Aes Sedais are not well liked. They still stand tall in the world, but they are not liked because of the fear of a new breaking. There are now only female Aes Sedai. The male has been cursed with my taint for imprisoning me. They caused the world to break. The technology that once was is now gone. People live primitive against your times. Was there something more." The dark voice spoke.

Asmodean smiled and spoke.

"No I´m ready to hear your plans." he said, then bowed and awaited.

The others followed his gesture. They were not pleased that Asmodean had taken charge. He had always been one to stand back when the others battled for power. Now he was the one closest to that power.

In the depths the Dark One was pleased. There had always been a struggle of who would stand below him and rule the world over the others when the Tarmon Gaidon was won. He had always seen Asmodean as a man who had no plans to seek that glory. But now it had changed. Asmodean had been the one to speak up. He could see a determination glow in the Chosens eyes.

"For now your assignment is to infiltrate the rulers of countries without anyone noticing that something is wrong."

Asmoden nodded in aggrement. He than looked up.

"Great master, is there somebody who knows where the dragon is. Shall he be learning the shadows work or shall he be killed. With him as our wolf or with him in the grave we could not lose the Last Battle."

"There will be no killing of him if its not absolutely necessary. He lives, unaware of his destiny in a little village in the country called Andor."

Asmodean took a moment took a moment to think before speaking again.

"With your permission great lord I would like to have him under my own observation."

The Dark Lord thought for awhile. Asmodean had not only become sure of himself. He had become brave to. But it would be good to have a person keeping the young man under view.

"You have my permission. With him there is also two other boys. Not as strong ta´veren as him but both ta´veren. Keep them under view to. You have your assignments. Do what is needed."

Asmodean bowed and made his way through the other forsaken and went the path back and walked after awhile out of Shayol Ghoul. There he summoned a Mydraal and spoke to him.

"I want you to find me a darkfriend near the village of Emonds Field. Speak to no one except for me. If you do I will kill you slow and painful." To make things clear he grabbed the Source and burned one of the Trollocs behind the Mydraal to ashes.

He turned around and walked a bit before he meet up with the other Chosen. Ishamael had joined them. The others looked at him with question in their faces.

"What do you glare at me for. Only because you bicker against each others doesn´t mean that I will be involved with your intrigues. I guess no one of you will tell what they have decided to do."

The others looked at each others and frowned. There bickering had made Asmodean step forward the others. He alone had spoken to the Dark One meanwhile the others had been quiet. Suddenly Moghedien spoke.

"My plans don´t concern you. If there is something I want from you I ask, and you may answer or give it to me the, but you do not need to know my plans before that."

Moghedien looked at the others and then opened a portal and walked thrue it. The others looked at each others and went there ways till only Ishamel and Lanfear where left. Ishamael was the first of the three to speak up.

"Don´t come in my way. I have my plans and they don´t concern you. But if you come in my way I will kill you."

Asmodean had always thought Ishamael where a bit mad. But his expression on his face now where almost as if he really where mad. Asmodean nodded at him and Ishamael went his way. Lanfear looked at him for awhile. It had never occurred to her that he was a beautiful man. She shook her head. He may be beautiful man but he also become dangerous. And her main concern now was to win back Lews Therin.

"Don´t come in my way for Lews Therin. You have nothing to do with him."

Asmodean smiled at her.

"I have everything to do with him. Our master gave me in assignment to watch The Dragon Reborn. I say as Ishamael. Don´t come in my way to many times my dear. I may like you, but I like my life better."

He smiled at her and the walked away. There was plans to be done and he had to what he must now. He left the slops of Shayol Ghoul and made a gate to the east of Andor.

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Chapter 3 Preview:
-Plans among the Forsaken.
-Asmodean in the Two Rivers.
-Lanfears new thoughts.

-Authors note: This is a chapter with all the forsakens POV
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