And now the story begins! Warning: Some Mild-Medium Horror within this chapter.
A hulking green figure, clothed only in a purple loincloth and arm bracers, golden gloves and boots, and ceremonial markings, glowing red, with great wings, as black as a crow's on his back, the mighty Mist Valley Thunder Lord stood, with his massive stature overshadowing all others in the room.
And he was pissed.
"ARE YOU INSANE? WHY SHOULD I ALLOW YOU RUNTS TO LIVE ON OUR SACRED LAND?" he roared, if he could blush, his cheeks would be red with rage, instead, his markings glowed a violent crimson.
Wearing a bright blue cloak with a dark blue trim, with a blue vest, again with a similar trim, the long black haired man held his fan in front of his face and sighed. He always gets like this.
"We will be allowing others to live in our sacred land as well, do not forget this, all of us will be compromising."
A man dressed completely in shining silver armour, with a cap with steel wings protruding off of it and a very large red cape, began to wonder why he was even here, this happened every time.
He finally decided to interject: "Raiho, you know this won't work, he's too stubborn to even move an inch unless he himself wants to, and too selfish to see other people's opinions, you aren't going to convince him."
The Thunder Lord turned to the armoured man, once again roaring at the top of his lungs: "SO, YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU WOULD LIKE TO SACRIFICE YOUR HONOUR?"
That started it. Honour was a big thing amongst the tribes, none of them wanted to lose their honour, to do so means they may as well lose their purpose.
Like all other "meetings" - if they could honestly be called that - that occured before, it quickly degenerated into a screaming match after that, and all 8 members of the meeting - 2 from each tribe - left bitter and prepared for another week of fighting.
But as they left, in the night sky's starless darkness, a twinkle of light appeared.
And then it glowed, brighter and brighter, until 5 bright lights shot out of it, all of the tribes watches, mesmerized, as these 5 lights split into hundreds of bright lights, with 5 different colours: Red, which landed in the X-Sabers Barracks, Brown, which landed amongst the Ice Barriers, the home land of Raiho Pink, which landed inside the great Mist Valley, and Violet, which landed in the burning realm of the final of the four tribes, the tribe known as Flamvells.
The final set of lights, shining Green, landed directly in the meeting room itself, the tribe leaders watched in awe as the lights each took on a strange shape, crawling on all fours, with yellow eyes and covered in a thick green goo, one could see a metallic substance underneath, upon closer inspection, they could see bones made from this material, the tribes stares at the creatures as they opened their sideways purple mouth, wondering what their purpose was.
"Erokin..." They figures that must be their name, and wondered if they should approach them or not.
Urbellum (An odd man with a strange mix-match of clothing, a minotaurs skull for a helm, two golden swords sheathed as in an X shape, a ragged red cape upon a leather top, which does not cover the arms or the stomach, with two spikes at the shoulders, black gloves and bandaged elbows, his left knee bandaged, his right wraped in three belts, and wearing blue jeans with an X belt, the man certainly looked strange, yet he was Gottom's second in command, most trusted soldier and a powerful fighter to boot) finally decided to break the inaction by approaching the strange beings.
It was then they made a move.
They grabbed Urbellum's face and lifted him into the air, with him screaming in pain as the goo began to eat away at the mask and into his face, the monster then tore open the unprotected stomach and grabbed the intestine of Urbellum, consuming it with sickening squishes as the meat was torn inside the maw of the monstrosity, it then placed it's other hand into the hole and grabbed the heart of Urbellum, plucking it out whilst it was still beating, causing the beating to immediately stop, it then consumed that as well, chewing repeatedly due to the leanness of the muscle, it then threw the rest of the still-living Urbellum into the crowd of like Erokins, which promptly began to feast on the rest of his body as he kicked and begged for life in agony and panic.
The tribes finally realized something: Either they had to fight these monsters, or they would all die.
The 7 remaining members of the meeting charged into battle, all in unison deciding that just this once, they would work together to save their world.
This is why I listed it under "Horror", will it get better or worse? Either look up the DT storyline or read on to find out!