Chapter 2: The Dark Room
A mysterious figure appeared in a dark place, the walls of which were as if an artist had seen the darkest parts of the universe and was shocked by it. The figure had a woman beside him, with skin tinted blue, as if she had never breathed, and pink hair put into a tight bun. These, however, weren't her most out-standing traits, but rather, her spectacles. These had a pink rim, but rather than being clear glass, the lenses were opaque white, hiding her eyes.
The figure addressed this woman, saying, "Natasha", for that was her name, "I need to speak to you of a task of great prominence." The woman hesitated for a split second, which was as close as she ever came to being startled, then said, "what is it that I shall do, Count Bleck?", for this was her master's name.
Count Bleck told her. "The Dark Prognosticus says that in order for the worlds to end, a Chaos Heart needs to be created. And in order for this to happen, one must unify a beautiful Princess and a hideous Monster. Natasha, you must locate these, then I will find them."
Natasha was a secretary to the Count, who had sworn herself to him for saving her life. She was an orphan who had been abandoned at the coldest seashore of the Star Kingdom; as a result, her skin was permanently damaged, and will be forever a deep ocean blue.
She was not only a secretary and an orphan, she was a woman with a talent. This talent was what ensured that her Count will be able to secure the beginning of the Dark Prognosticus.
Natasha felt a twinge of sadness for Count Bleck, to whom she has given her undying support and advice. She asked, although she already the answer, "Is there any way that you can stop the Prophecy?" She flinched as Count Bleck replied, "It is already too late for that, Natasha. However, if you want to leave, the door is open. You can go with my blessing, for you have served me well."
Natasha refused, and said with great emphasis, "I have sworn my life to you, Count Bleck, and I will not leave now."
She would not leave his side then, and she won't leave his side ever, for it was not only her service that she has given to him. No reader could ever fathom the reason why she won't leave, but she knew. She always knew.
The Count left in a flip of space, and Natasha left soon afterwards. After they were both gone, a small dark jester appeared. This jester, who floated in midair, commented to himself, "My, My. What deep conversations the Count and Natasha have! I wonder what will happen next? I certainly have a few ideas." then he disappeared in a fast, fading flip.