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Chapter 15: An Old Ally
The sun shone on the city illuminating the fortress that had built using rare white stones. The light reflected prominently on the tower where Ereshkigal stood wearing clothes similar to the ones she had worn as Sky, but made with different material that illuminated slightly in the light.
As she looked over the vast city, she saw several of the Tigrians, the people whose lives belonged to her. She watched as they went quickly about their daily routines. Their lives would soon change.
She left the balcony and stepped into her chambers. On every wall hung paintings of her striking down Ancients and saving the people of Tigria. A white light always surrounded her image, while shadows surrounded the Ancients.
A large, finely woven rug went from the gilded gold doors to the large finely crafted bed. A seating area with comfortable chairs and flowers were on one side of the room while a large closet was on the other. The Tigrians had created garments made from the finest cloth and jewelry made from the highest quality stones for her to wear.
Beyond the fortress, they had built temples and shrines to worship her. All of this meant nothing to her. All that mattered to her was that they would obey her without question, without knowing her true purpose.
A loud knock on the door brought her back from her thoughts. "Enter, Charage."
Charage entered, bowing gracefully and when he rose, his feline green eyes met her dark blue ones.
"Goddess, why do we wait when have been preparing for the end of the Ancients for several millennia?"
She turned toward one of the paintings that showed her eviscerating an Ancient with a spear infused with her godly powers that brought a sinister smile to her face. "The ones who are descended from the Ancients have different technologies. I do have a plan that will render them defenseless and shall allow us to finally destroy them."
"How?" He asked his eyes focused on her.
"I shall contact an old ally."
Ereshkigal turned to Charage, dismissing him with a wave of her hand. Even though he wanted to know more, he bowed and left her chambers. She left her chambers soon after, knowing that she must see her ally face to face.
The hive ship was quiet and still except for the hum of the hibernation pods. Only the Wraith Queen and the Wraith Keeper were the only ones awake, watching over those sleeping in hibernation.
The Wraith Queen sensed a familiar presence that she hadn't felt in a long time. She had been in hibernation for a few centuries here and there, which diminished the sense of time slightly. Her senses must have been wrong for the one she believed was there had been destroyed long ago.
"Come forward so I may decide whether or not to destroy you," she ordered.
The figure stepped forward into the light the tint of blue in the figure's dark hair was familiar to the Wraith Queen.
Her eyes narrowed as she addressed her visitor. "Ereshkigal, I thought the Ancients had destroyed you."
Ereshkigal strode closer, an amused expression on her face. "As you can see, I am still alive."
Her eyes narrowed, knowing that trying to get into her mind would be a waste of effort but she knew the reason for the visit. "The descendents of the Ancients now occupy Atlantis."
"Yes, this I know already. I have met them."
The Wraith Queen suspected that Ereshkigal had more than just met them, which knowing this information would be useful later. "They are crafty ones and they have a strength I have never seen in their race before."
Her eyes narrowed as she rubbed her hand along the table that separated them. "They are just as weak as their predecessors. Soon, they shall fall."
She looked at her ancient ally, knowing that trust between them had existed but had been thin. Very thin. "You do realize that they are not from this galaxy?"
"Yes and I know that you wish to find the location of this galaxy so you have fresh humans to supply your army."
"I sense that you have a plan to defeat them."
"Yes."
She raised an inquisitive eye as she looked over Ereshkigal once more. She never expected that Ereshkigal would return or that she would have a plan to bring down Atlantis.
"What makes you believe that this plan of yours will finally bring down Atlantis?"
Her lips curved up and eyes shone darkly. "Our joining shall give us the power to finally defeat them. You shall receive what you desire as will I."
The Wraith Queen had seen that look in Ereshkigal's eyes once before and she knew that she had to be wary. She thought about what their joint efforts would accomplish, for her, and how to ensure that she would not be betrayed.
Ereshkigal eyes met hers, dark secrets and plans that wouldn't be revealed until she wanted them to.
"Very well, Ereshkigal. What have you planned that shall bring the descendents of the Ancients to their knees?"
As Ereshkigal told the Wraith Queen her plan, she wondered what Ereshkigal really desired.
Charage paced in his room, the lavish rug masking his footfalls. His loyalty for the Eternal One had been waning since her return. Something didn't feel right to him and he didn't know the cause. The medallion that hung from his neck was a symbol of his duties and he had been born to fulfill those duties. He would place the medallion in his hand and study it, hoping that it would explain his uncertainty in his faith.
The Ancients had tried to destroy them but Ereshkigal had protected them. The story of the Eternal One had been told to every Tirgrian since birth. The Eternal One had come from the heavens and had become one of them to stand against the power hungry Ancients who wished to control the entire galaxy.
The look from the leader of the descendents of the Ancients troubled him. The look of confusion had been apparent in the dark haired man's eyes but there had been another emotion unknown to him. It was troubling to him though that Ereshkigal had even forgotten about her people and of her oath to destroy the Ancients. Unless, she had been trying to mislead the descendents into trusting her so she could destroy them.
A messenger who knocked on the door and entered without a word from him interrupted his thoughts.
Charage turned to the young man whose feline shaped eyes were a mix of yellow and green. "Yes, Quar?"
Quar bowed and looked up at Charage, a foolishly knowing look in a young man's eyes, believing they knew more than their elders. "The Assembly wishes to speak with you."
"Very well. I shall be there momentarily." He didn't have to dismiss Quar as the young man left on his own.
He knew the reason he was been called to the Assembly but he could not form his thoughts into words. As he left his chambers, his thoughts turned to the dark haired descendent and the look in his eyes.