Ho Ho Ho, welcome to Chapter 2 of my Dreamstone Story. This time we will hear more about the mysterious guy that appeared last chapter at the end. It is the Dream-Makers best and closest friend and the only one who truly believes the plans of his friend.

The chap starts with the council meeting from last chapter, we all know how fierce the discussion was going on between the council-members...how will they decide? Read it to find out.

Chapter 2

"Omahr"

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Omahr was walking up to his colleagues and eyed them very closely. His look told everyone how serious he was in that case. The old Omahr was the best friend of the Dream-Maker and closest consultant. He knew before all the others what his friend had planned and supported him with full effort. He is a crossbreed between a Fishman and a human woman and is able to breath underwater without problems. Being the same age as his best friend, Omahr was one of the founder of the council of Dreams. For this his opinion was highly respected.

The young Dream-Maker who so fiercly was against Zordraks rebirth growled at Omahr but quickly stopped it after the rest of the council glared at him.

"So you think it was right that we allowed him to go through with his plan?" a dolphin lookalike Dream-Maker said confused.

"Yes i think so. You all know me, know him...he never would do a thing that could be dangerous to the world of Dreams or any other universe. I believe that Zordrak can be changed to a good being with the help of our friend so please trust him and trust my knowledge of his abilities."

The Council nodded their heads in agreement and decided to let down the topic for now. Omahr was pleased and now smiled brightly.

"Come on now, lets just watch how it runs from now on." he said switching to a giant screen. A few moments later a clear picture was shown which displayed the Dream-Maker surrounding Zordraks egg with Amberley and Rufus. Omahr sighed, it was pretty dangerous he had to admit but his trust for his friend was bigger as his fear. He just hoped everything would turn out to be okay...

Back in the Land of Dreams:

"So Rufus, did you cleaned up the bottles i need for today's dream bubbles?"

"Yes sir, they are all finished and ready to get filled up!" Rufus exclaimed dutiful saluting towards the Dream-Maker.

"Wonderful, thank you. Say Rufus, how you would like to assist me today in spreading out dreams?"

"But i already did that, didn't i?"

"Yes you did but only a little. This time i want you to take more responsibility. I will give you the task of making the dream bubble solution all by yourself, a very important job i say and i think i can trust you with this Rufus."

The young noob's eyes glowed with excitement at his masters trust in him.

"I won't disappoint you sir!"

"Very well, then please go now and prepare the mixture. I will stay here watching over the egg for a while. I have to study it a bit more."

Rufus walked away in the Dream-Makers laboratory and closed the door. His excitement was toned down as Zordraks egg was mentioned again. He got the feeling that as soon Zordrak hatched from it the Dream-Maker would replace him with the little dragon. This thought made Rufus angry and he cursed to himself. Jealousy was normally not Rufus cup of tea but this time it was different.

As he reached the mixture barrels Rufus stopped to think about all that and tried to concentrate on the formula the Dream-Maker teached him. He would not disappoint him...not with someone like Zordrak waiting in the background to take his place...

Back with the Dream-Maker and Amberley:

Amberley polished the egg to make it shine brightly in the light of the room. She could not await it for the egg to hatch. The Dream-Maker finished his last tests on it too and smiled confident.

"Very good, he developes just fine and will soon hatch. One or two more days i think." he stroked his beard absent minded and laid a hand on top of the egg-shell. He decided to talk with Omahr for a while. He felt of contacting him just now to make sure he was okay and that he still supported him in his plan.

"Amberley, please watch the egg while i go for a little chat. I won't need long. If anything happens with the egg please let me know."

"Yes sir, i will."

He turned around and floated to a secondary room, his very own place of peace, his bed chambers. He didn't know if it comes from his high age by now that this room made him so comfortable all the time or that it was simply a sort of sentiment he needed in his life.

A huge screen appeared and he contaced Omahr with his mind, transporting his picture on the screen above him. He smiled as he saw the face of his friend. The smile was returned as Omahr greeted him.

"My friend, its so good to talk to you again."

"Same goes for me, how is the situation running so far? I hope everything is okay." in his voice was a slightly worried undertone but he tried to cover this.

"Just as planned. He soon will hatch, one or two more days and its done. I can't wait for it. So much depends on the success of this..." his shoulders slouched a bit and in this moment he looked very old, even older as he was. Omahr frowned and transfered his body via astral projection to his friend. He embraced the Dream-Maker in a bone crushing grip. Old feelings came up to the Dream-Maker and he returned the embrace willingly.

"I can remember the last time we stand around like that. Its aeons away but still one of my fondest memories."

"Shh don't talk. Its okay, i know what you mean. Words are not needed right now. Just be sure that everything will be fine for you and for everyone else around. Nothing else matters now." Omahr whispered a few more words in the Dream-Makers ears which made said person blush.

"Now you should stop talking..." he not even was aware that his hand was touching Omahrs as they loosened their embrace.

"You have to go back now, the council will wonder about your absence, you know how they can be..."

"Yes, especially Tilikum the big whale Dream-Maker makes me yell at him sometimes of frustration! Remember the big feast we had a few centuries ago? It was shortly before Zordrak was banished form the council, you sure remember it. Tili bored everyone around with his thousand attempts to loose weight with this new space program he discovered, then as nobody else wanted to listen anymore he walked up to Zordrak and began to bother him. This went on for like 10 minutes before everyone jumped aside as Zordrak exploded with anger. I still can smell the fear in Tilis body and it makes me laugh every time..." both Dream-Makers laughed about this and silently agreed with each other. He really was annoying and the least liked member of their council, even Zordrak was more accepted which meant an awfully lot...

"Well then, take care of you...friend." his hand strifed the Dream-Makers and a few moments later Omahr vanished in thin air. The old man sighed and looked at the spot Omahr touched. He shaked his head fiercly and decided to return to Amberley.

As he returned from his bedroom he heard Rufus voice calling him. Wonderful, he must have finished the solution already. Pleased with his little helper he levitated over to Rufus voice.

"So you are finished i guess?"

"Yes sir, ready to send out dreams!" saluting again Rufus tried his best to not look too eager.

"Alright then, let's give all those people their good dreams . Follow me Rufus!"

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Viltheed:

The Land of Nightmares called Viltheed...since the big battle against the Land of Dreams it was totally desolated. After Zordrak's power vanished, the seas completly dried out and the air was contaminated with toxic gases. All over those ruins were corpses of Urpneys who died at the hands of Zordrak. It was a pitiful picture and sad at the same time.

In front of a little hill two bodies laid there with their hands intertwined. It were the mortal remains of Frizz and Nug, two high ranked members of Zordraks army and subordinates of , respectively a fat old Urpney with a superior complex and the worst breath ever experienced(according to Frizz). Said Sgt was laying a few meters aside with his body already bloated. They were rotting away, their souls however still ached for revenge.

We now fly over the desolated area to the famous Black Mountain, Zordraks former Headquarter. All around the mountain thousands of Argorribles floating around, moaning and grieving over their deceased leader.

Deep down in Black Mountain was the dungeon where all kinds of beings were imprisoned. One of those beings was Urpgore, former Number 1 scientist of Zordraks army. The totally nutty and deranged scientist was thrown in the dungeon after countless failings to recieve the Dreamstone.

His body was dehydrated and emaciated, all powers had left him. He was a mere shadow of his old self. What still was intact however was his unbearable hunger for revenge. Zordrak was his goal and he would destroy him one day. Throwing him in the dungeon was the last straw, this made Urpgore totally ballistic. Nearly all his life he had spend serving his master, provide one genius contraption after another and this was his reward? A reward for all those many times he had to endure Zordraks temper tantrums and punishments? No this could not be the end...not his end!

"He...will pay for that...one day..." Urpgore whispered with his eyes closed tightly. "Even it is the last thing i ever will do...its going to be worth the pain." his voice raised up and his cackling laugh was heard all over the dungeon. No one had to guess that something snapped in Urpgore by now.

One of the Argorribles recognized Urpgores extreme negative feelings and approached the raging Urpney. His eyes glowed deadly and a sinister grin appeared. Zordrak's evil spirit may be gone now but the Lord of Nightmares was not the only rotten thing in Viltheed. In this Argorrible a plan formed and he decided to call his brethren. They need to know about the plan...

/"Uuurpgooore.../

"What? WHO CALLED MY NAME? HELLO?"

/"We know about your plans and we want to help youuu/

"I must be dreaming..yeah this is it...i am dreaming...a horrible dream i have to say..."

/"Zordrak is dead...but he soon will be reborn in the Land of Dreams...then your chance will come Urpgore...Revenge will be yours..."/

"What? Reborn? He will be reborn? How did he get killed in the first place anyway? Is the war over already?"

/"It is all long over, all of your friends are dead, you are the only Urpney who survived Zordraks rage."/

For a short moment Urpgore had no more words to spend. He was speechless for the first time in his life. Zordrak was already dead? His deranged mind counted 1 and 1 together and suddenly his face lit up like crazy. He knew it was his big chance of being the Lord of Viltheed for once and always! With Zordrak gone now and being born again as weak hatchling Urpgore finally saw his chance in success. And the best thing of all those horrible Argorribles would help him achieving his goal.

He not even cared that all the other Urpneys were dead, in his eyes those simpletons weren't worth of living anyway. They always destroyed his great plans and machines...it was all their fault that Zordrak went so mad with him in the first place.

"I will do what i can, just help me out of here..."

/"Excellent...we will provide you some of our powers Urpgore, prepare yourself to recieve our gift of evil...heh heh heh"/

In front of a surprised Urpgore thousands of Argorribles surrounded his thin frame and started to penetrate his body. All of those wretched Argorribles and their hatred and evilness transported into Urpgore making him to a being of absolutely evilness. His size increased 10 times and he was now even bigger as Zordrak was. His lean and scraggy body changed into that of a muscular being. His teeth formed into sharp daggers and his smile turned into the creepiest thing ever seen. Urpgores glasses melted and formed a sort of helmet for him which surrounded his whole head. His top-hair grew longer and reached his back now. Thin arms became like huge logs, it was a surreal situation just to look at.

As his transformation was over, Urpgore raised up from the ground, breaking the Dungeon in the process. He deeply inhaled the toxic gases of Viltheed and smiled.

"Yes...this is ultimate power...i can feel it...it is AMAZING! YAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

Urpgore's laughter echoed over whole Viltheed making the ground vibrating in terror. Now his time has finally come, it was time for a new evil being to raise up on the horizon...and this new evil being was no other than...himself.

He was only watched by his dead brethren who laid there spread around the whole place...

"On a second thought though...i could need a little help around here...heh heh heh...maybe Blob and the others will fit the bill...i am not the only one who can be changed into something else..." the insane now very powerful scientist already had a new plan in his head which just would be a totally success.

He continued to laugh like a madman and as we zoom out of Viltheed we can see changes around the place. The desert is coming to life again with the help of Urpgore and his argorrible enhanced power...

Evil shadows soon will rise, will there be a happy end? We will see...

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to be continued.