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Eternal Night

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Prologue: The unknown hero

Bridge

Alfeneel battleship Death Dealer

dark space

Three beings stood on Death Dealer's bridge and glared at each other. The only light in the dark chamber came from the subdued glow of various control panels and was scarcely enough to illuminate the arguing Dark Elves.

"Oh, I and any other sane member of our species would agree!" The tallest of the three sneered.

"This poisonous universe is slowly killing us! Of course we agree!" The only woman on the bridge agreed vigorously. Her musical voice rang clearly across the compartment, sending thrilling shivers up and down the spines of the males.

"See! Alfyse's with me on this one!" Malekith grinned.

"Your plan is still a folly!" Gorjeth snapped. "With the Aether you we can save ourselves! Instead you want to start a war with everyone, not just the Nine Realms when we're a mere shadow of ourselves!"

"We will bring back darkness to the universe! It's our birthright!" Malekith snarled.

"Even if you succeed, everyone will be coming after us." Gorjeth shot back. "As we are we will lose!"

"You have no faith!" Malekith appeared stunned at the realization.

"That we could take on every species of note in this galaxy, much less the universe and live? Of course not. I remember the time before the light clearly! I know exactly how far we've fallen!" Gorjeth spat.

"My iljahaa…" Alfyse whispered horrified.

Gorjeth turned to look at his Queen.

"I'm sorry." Alfyse whispered.

Gorjeth's eyes widened and he moved.

Malekith's dagger missed the weak spot in his armor and the blade scrapped over solid plate leaving just a thin line in the alloy. The younger Dark Elf got backhanded by an armored gauntlet for his trouble and found himself skidding over the deck.

Gorjeth heard a hiss signifying blades leaving their sheathes and hissed when he sensed the poisoned radiance of light weapons. Asgardian weapons. He whirled around and drew his longsword in a single fluid motion that was almost fast enough. Steel met steel, light and darkness exploded all across the bridge and Gorjeth fell to one knee when Asgardian blade slammed into his shoulder. Light exploded against his armor and tried to imbed him into the deck. Even through the best power armor his people could build, Gorjeth felt the poisonous bite of the light.

He spared a moment to thank the Hallowed Darkness for not removing his helmet earlier, then surged to his feet.

Alfyse, who had frozen for a heartbeat after bringing Gorjeth to his knees exploded into motion and her blades became a whirlwind of deadly light. Malekith charged in too, wielding a pair of long daggers which glowed with Asgardian magic.

"Why?!" Gorjeth roared in fury.

"You're either with me or against me!" Malekith snarled. "I will lead our people into a new age of Darkness!" His daggers struck only to skid over Gorjeth's armor when the taller Dark Elf twisted in the last possible moment.

Alfyse attempted to use the small opening she saw and went in for the kill. Her blades struck only to be parried by longsword and energized arm-guard. Yet the light contained in the Asgard weapons couldn't be so easily denied. It exploded against blade and armor. Gorjeth's sword answered in kind with a concentrated blast of primordial darkness.

His left hand was less fortunate. Light splashed over and around the plate with enough force to crack the bone beneath.

Gorjeth acted on reflex born from countless years of training and combat. His sword arm twisted and the longsword in his grip slipped under the blade it just parried. Gorjeth's weapon went in propelled by an instinctual response and bit through Alfyse's neck. Darkness exploded out and the Queen's head was roughly torn away from her body.

Gorjeth stared in stunned disbelief at his lover's corpse and Malekith struck. One dagger slipped under the armpit and slammed through the heart. The other found a gap in the armor covering Gorjeth's back. Then both weapons released pulses of light that seared and poisoned the ancient Dark Elf.

"Fare thee well, brother. May you find peace in the Deep Dark." Malekith whispered.

"Light Two, execute." Gorjeth hissed with his dying breath.

"Affirmative Commander." Death Dealer's VI announced. "Setting Condition Light Two across the ship..."

Malekith's eyes widened and he ran towards the closest escape pod. He barely made it before the whole battleship was flooded by deadly light potent enough to sear through power armor. When the glow went off, there was only one corpse on the bridge and it was an unrecognizable pile of ash.

"Data upload complete. Deploying messenger drones. Executing emergency jump..." The VI continued to follow its instructions.

Weeks later, when the Convergence occurred, the Asgardians knew exactly what Malekith intended to do, what forces he had.

Curiously, even as Harudheen was torn asunder by war, none of the infamous Alfeneel strategic weapons were deployed. The Dark Elves fought conventionally against the combined forces of the Nine Realms and predictably lost…

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Time irrelevant

The Throne of Heroes

"Well, this is certainly unexpected..." Gorjeth mussed.

This place… He was surrounded by primordial darkness. There was no light to poison and weaken him. It felt almost like the few memories of home he had from before the universe was born.

Yet, it wasn't. Gorjeth knew that for sure. What was he supposed to do here? Why was he here?

"You're right about that. Hi there!" A painfully cheerful voice came from behind him. "What's a Dark Elf doing here?"

Gorjeth turned around and frowned when he couldn't see a thing besides the soothing darkness that surrounded him

"I want to know the same thing." Said Dark Elf grumbled. "Who are you?"

"Me? I'm..."

"A pest. Begone!" Another voice came from the twilight. It was a woman's and the tone of command contained within it reminded Gorjeth of Alfyse.

That thought brought everything back in a torrent of memories, bringing the Dark Elf to his knees.

"Well, at least you know how to treat royalty!" The unseen woman beamed. "I'm Nero." She paused. "You need a better wardrobe. What you're wearing simply wouldn't do. Not enough red in the first place, then that design… Argh!"

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Gorjeth – death;

iljahaa – lover;

Harudheen/Svartalfheim/ Dark World – The Dark Elves homeworld.

Alfeneel – Dark Elf;