Emmet opened his eyes suddenly, panting heavily as he looked around; trying figure out where he was. The last thing he remembered was he, Wyldstyle and Laval were all standing around a dark red crystal within a dark cave on Mars.
But now, when he looked around wildly, he wasn't anywhere like he had been before, or where he had just been before a flash of light happened.
Now, Emmet was sitting in the middle of nowhere.
Literally.
Getting to his feet quickly, Emmet looked around; in all directions he faced, no matter what way he looked, all he could see was endless white. With the odd 1x1 bricks floating around; when one passed near he, Emmet cautiously lifted a hand to poke it.
Though nothing much happened; it just floated away from his hand after it made contact with him, continuing along its new path.
"Hello?" Emmet asked loudly, looking around for the others; his voice echoing across the flat landscape. That was when he noticed that he wasn't wearing his oxygen mask anymore; nor did he have the oxygen tank on his back anymore.
"Hello!" shouted Emmet, starting to grow worried now; he couldn't see either Wyldstyle or Laval, and he was starting to panic a bit. What had happened to them? Were they OK? Were they even in the same place as him?
Not knowing what else to do, Emmet slowly started to walk; he hoped that he come across someone or something sooner or later. He hoped.
"What I wouldn't give to have a car," said Emmet under his breath, looking around as he thought this; he couldn't build anything thanks to…whatever was wrong with the device on his wrist.
Though what happened when he looked aside surprised him.
Ever so slowly, a small group of 1x1 bricks started form together, following Emmet. When he stopped, the bricks stopped moving with him and starting to assemble themselves. When he started moving again, however, the bricks stopped making a solid object and started following Emmet again. Acting like a swarm of harmless bees.
"O…K…" said Emmet softly, as he paused again and watched the bricks started to form whatever they were half way through building.
You could only imagine his surprise, then, when the finished creation of the 1x1 bricks was revealed; it was an exact model of his car in Bricksburg, save for the fact that the only colour on the vehicle was white.
"Wow..." said Emmet softly, slowly and cautiously approaching the creation. After touching the bonnet a few times and tapping the side mirrors, this confirmed to him that this was the real thing.
"Awesome!" Emmet exclaimed, before he quickly opened the door and started the car. With a twist of the ignition, the engine turned over into life and the Master Builder began driving the car.
"Hmm…I wonder if there's anything on the radio," he thought to himself, before he tapped the controls for the radio.
First, all he received was a long period of just static; to the point where it was starting to get annoying. But after a bit, Emmet thought he heard something; hidden behind the static.
"Huh?" thought Emmet aloud, before he tapped the radio again to change the channel, see if he could pick up what he heard before.
"E…eMmEt…" came a distorted voice through the radio, though it was mostly hidden behind the amount of static.
This caused concern to rise up in Emmet quicker, and he looked around as he continued to drive along the eternal white stretch he was driving along.
"EMMET!" suddenly came the voice from the radio again, causing Emmet's vision to go black again.
Jolting awake, Emmet suddenly gasped out; his vision was blacked out.
"What's going on?" he said slowly, his voice shaking slightly.
Suddenly, he felt something grab him from behind and lifted him up. Before he had a chance to start panicking and shouting, he was up right on his feet and his vision had returned to him.
"Emmet, are you alright?" asked a voice to his side, causing him to turn to the side rapidly; though he realised that he had been panicking all for nothing.
It was Wyldstyle; she had a look of concern on her face, clearly worried for her boyfriend. Turning around to his other side, he was more relieved when he discovered that it was Laval. He had a similar look of concern for Emmet as well.
"Guys!" said Emmet, throwing his arms around the two of them and hugging them tightly; he let go only when Wyldstyle started tapping his arm and he heard choking sounds coming from Laval, who looked like a shade of blue strangely.
"Where have you been?" asked Emmet, pulling back to look at the other two.
"Emmet," whispered Wyldstyle, gesturing behind him.
With a raised eyebrow, Emmet turned around to see what his girlfriend was talking about.
Suddenly yelping, Emmet jumped back, Wyldstyle, unprepared, catching him; though from the sudden force, Wyldstyle and Emmet suddenly fell bovver backwards.
For you see, Emmet had seen something he hadn't been expecting.
A large, four legged dragon loomed over the three of them; the body looked a little lean, but it was mostly hidden away by a mass of black steel coloured body armour, with dark blue spikes going down his back and to the tip of his tail; which flicked around slowly behind him, menacingly.
Two dark blue eyes stared down at the three of them, black smoke pouring out of his nose with each breath he took, and when he opened his mouth slightly, to let loose a menacing growl, it revealed a couple rows of sharpened teeth on both his top and bottom jaw.
With one of the small figures shivering heavily on top of one of the other figures, the beast thought that he could have a little more fun tormenting them. He did this, by suddenly unfurling two massive, black wings; giving him an appearance that made him look twice as big.
He growled slowly at the three figures, taking a menacing step closer; the three of them backing up a bit, apart from one; the one of orange and blue with brown hair.
He jumped up and started running.
'Darsin…' came a voice from behind the black steel armoured Dragon; with a snort of smoke covering the figures, the Dragon slowly turned around to face whatever as behind him.
The figures barely managed to dodge the large tail as the Dragon flicked it just above them; Emmet had to duck when the tail fins barely missed him.
The one called 'Darsin' slowly moved backwards, before he slowly curled up on the ground; as he curled up, his body started to turned to a dark grey colour. It faded over him like a ghost, starting from his large, clawed paws, and finished at his closed eyes; though they opened at the last minute, meaning his eyes were left open when he was completely turned to stone.
It was rather menacing, really.
Though behind him was revealed when he was turned to temporary stone.
There was four thrones, sat upon very high mantels; and even though they were the same colour as the background, the thrones seemed to stand out against that colour white. It was as though this white made the background look like a dirty white.
Atop three of the thrones, there were three figures; all cloaked in white, with white capes and white hoods over their heads, covering their faces from view. The fourth throne sat vacant, and looked like it hadn't been touched for a while.
'Greetings…' said a voice, from under one of the hoods; it was the middle one of the three, seeing as a light blue glow came up from under the hood as the voice spoke. Once it went quiet, the light blue faded out, restoring the covered face to plain white again.
"W…Who are you?" asked Wyldstyle slowly, looking up at the three figures.
'We are the Council,' answered the figure to the right of the middle one; this one held the voice of a women, their face glowing for a second as well before fading out.
"What do you mean?" asked Laval.
'The Council are a very important part of the Realms, young Laval,' answered the third figure, the voice that of a man again, the light blue glow appearing under the white hood before it too faded out once more.
"How do you know who I am?"
'We know a lot more than you believe possible…Such as, we know why you are after the Oblivion Trinity,' said the middle figure again.
"Wait, what? How do you know that?" asked Emmet.
'We know that you have failed to collect the Chaos Trinity, but have managed to find and collect the Venom Trinity,' said the female voiced figure.
'We know what will come of the Realms if the Trinity are released,' said the figure on the right, adding, 'You must act quickly.'
"Why? What's going to happen?"
'We cannot say; the future will be in peril otherwise. But you must act quickly; he is working fast to beat you,' said the middle figure.
"Anti-Builder?" asked Emmet.
'If you wish to call him that,' said the female figure.
"Is there something that you're not telling us?" asked Wyldstyle, raising an eyebrow slightly; she wasn't sure if it was just her, but these three figures felt as though they were holding back information…
'The Trinity cannot be awakened without us; there is a failsafe, if there was ever a time where someone would be mad enough to try and activate them. We, the Council, are the failsafe; the Trinity cannot be awakened without us," said the other male figure.
A small smile formed on Emmet's face as this was revealed.
"Guys, you know what that means? We can still stop and prevent Anti-Builder from waking the Trinity!" Emmet exclaimed to Laval and Wyldstyle.
'That is not the case, Brickowski,' said the female figure.
Emmet turned around to look at the three, before he looked back at Wyldstyle and Laval; they all shared a look of confusion.
"What do you mean?"
'Anti-Builder, as you may call him, has the same chance as you of awakening the Trinity…'
"How?" asked Laval.
'For you see…'Anti-Builder'…is one of the Council…'