Midnight over Meridell - Chapter II: Part One
Special thanks to: zagazw, ex_princess_fairy and my friends, who let me use
their pets in various stories! Note: Just saying thanks to all those Neomails
Part I: A New Threat
A spider skittered across a dusty dungeon floor, and
a moment later a Wadjet flicked its tongue out and ate it greedily. Another
moment, followed by another, and then distant footsteps could be heard from
down the hall. A second later, the dungeon door opened and a Striped Shoyru
stormed in, looking rather uncomfortable. However, this was no ordinary Shoyru
- he might have looked harmless, what with the holly-jolly pink on blue set-up,
but something about him, most probably the cloak with demonic symbols sewn on
it, somewhat ruined the effect.. He was not the pet to be tampered with, either,
as not only did the symbols make him appear intimidating, but he had an aura
of great power around him. The Wadjet, seeing the Shoyru's discomfort as he
sat down on a velvet chair (this Shoyru's quarters were oddly furnished), slithered
over and looked enquiringly at its owner. The Shoyru, however, was able to communicate
telepathically with his Petpet, an ability bestowed upon him by his master,
and he was able to translate the look.
"What's wrong, Ingi?" the Wadjet hissed. Ingibong
waited a moment before responding.
"It's him, Snickedy," the Shoyru replied. "He's
getting slightly out of control, I mean, it seemed all right when I agreed -
massive power, which I've got," he added hastily when the Wadjet opened its
mouth to point that fact out, "but even still, this was never part of the deal,
and I'm nowhere near strong enough to stop him myself…"
Ingibong sighed, and hung his head.
"I'm worthless. I can't believe I didn't listen
to Zag, and now… now…"
The Wadjet wound itself around Ingibong's shoulders
as they began to shake.
"Calm down, Ingi," it hissed soothingly, "he
can't be too bad…"
"No, he is," Ingibong said, raising his head,
with tears now visible on his face, "he to... to…"
"What is it?" Snickedy asked.
"Snickedy, he actually went out of control,
he wants to take over completely! And destroy!"
The Wadjet fixated Ingibong with a stare, pitying
the Shoyru who had once owned a pure heart. Ingibong was originally an average
Neopet, kind, gentle yet strong, and the build of a normal pet. But ever since
he had been corrupted, he had never been the same…
"Drow can't be that bad," Snickedy said.
"He is," sobbed Ingibong, "he wants to destroy
Neopia completely, once he's taken over! And now he's going on about some hugely
powerful weapon… Snickedy, I have to stop him, but I know I can't…"
"You have to leave him," Snickedy insisted,
"You just have to go and not turn back…"
"I can't!" Ingibong said, looking fearful at
the very thought. "He'd track me down and destroy me in seconds! It'd be worse
for both of us!"
"You have to," pressed the Wadjet, "before it's
Ingibong silenced his Petpet, as he felt something
probing his mind.
"Oh no," he said, paling slightly, "he wants
me to do something else!"
And sure enough, the all-too familiar feeling
began to attack his brain again. It started off small, pricking his brain lightly,
and then it began to be insistently painful, completely destroying his current
sanity and pulling him into Drow's possession. He stood up.
"Out of the way," he said, shoving his Wadjet
aside, "my Master wants me."
"But Ingi-!" Snickedy protested.
"But what?!" he snarled, rounding on the Petpet
with his fists raised menacingly, fireballs springing on them.
"…Nothing," the Wadjet said.
"Then don't bother me!" Ingibong snapped, hitting
the Wadjet to the ground and storming from the room. He could not care less
as to what happened to that stupid Petpet, not when his Master needed him. His
Master… that cruel, crazed Lupe… Ingibong shook his head. What was he doing?
His Master wasn't cruel, or crazed, he was wise and powerful, and he hurried
to the throne room where Drow was waiting, looking smugly at the Shoyru hurrying
"You called for me," Ingibong said. Instantly,
Drow sprung to his feet.
"You dare to address me like that?!" he roared,
and his hypnotic illusion was broken, and instantly Ingibong resented and hated
Drow like nothing else again, and regretted hitting Snickedy.
"Apologies, Master," Ingibong said to the floor,
"Better," Drow said, sitting down and attempting
to hypnotise his minion once more, but his rage got in the way. No matter, his
power was enough to get the pathetic Shoyru to do as he wanted, and if not,
well; he could do it himself anyway.
"What do you wish?" Ingibong said to the floor,
struggling to keep his voice even.
"You may have noticed I disposed of an owner
and several pets before?" Drow said lazily.
"Yes," Ingibong said, recalling the picture
of the six pets and the owner plummeting to the ground.
"They survived," Drow said.
"What?" Ingibong said quickly, jerking his head
"They survived, you stupid fool!" Drow snarled,
"And keep your head down when speaking to me!"
"Yes, Master," Ingibong said, bowing his head
"So now I need you to destroy them."
Ingibong began to look up suddenly again, and
thought better of it.
"Yes, Master," he said again.
"Very well," Drow said, standing up and beginning
to stride around the room. After securing a foothold in the mountains of Meridell,
Drow had taken to indulging himself. He had his slaves make him a silken purple
robe that gave him the perfect image of a Warlock, and a hood draped over his
head added to the effect by shadowing half his face.
"May I inquire as to where they are?" Ingibong
"I have sensed them moving towards the island
you Neopets call 'Mystery Island'," Drow said, "and if my senses are correct,
then they are indeed trying to retrieve the Sword of Four Colours." He rounded
suddenly on Ingibong. "You do know what the Sword is, do you not?"
Still staring at the ground, Ingibong shook
"Of course you wouldn't, you're a Neopian, not
an Aldarian," Drow said, brushing his robe, "well, my Master-"
"You have a Master?" Ingibong asked, unable
to stop himself.
"Of course I do, there are those much more powerful
than me out there," Drow snapped. "Foolish Neopet, the Aldarians were idiots
to try and start out anew. Well, I should probably start from the beginning…
"Eons ago, in the Elemental Realm, a huge form
of matter erupted, taking the form of five colossal Elementals of Fire, Water,
Earth, Air and Mana. Their names were Firtar, Aquis, Vinniys, Gallious and Mnaas.
They crafted each and every planet known to Neopet and Aldarian alike, and are
known as the Five Rulers of the Elements. Now, after several thousand years,
the Rulers couldn't help noticing that on their planets were demons like I,
and other Dark minions like you. And there were so many that the Rulers did
not know where to begin eradicating us." Drow seemed to pout for a moment before
continuing, "And so they created five Lesser Elementals - in Elemental order,
they are Nar'Gual, Kiellenas, Mrod, Garrascant, and Khlas. And after several
more thousand years, Khlas grew bored, and created Aldaria, with the help of
the other five Lessers. However, Khlas grew bored with his job once more. He
liked to brood over Aldaria, yet he found the inhabitants to be depressingly
dull. They would have nations and such, but should they bicker over each other's
land, they found some treaty. Khlas was so depressed with the lack of action
that he did what resulted in his exile from the Elemental Realm - he created
his own Darkness army."
Ingibong was absolutely enthralled by this story
by now that he wasn't bothering to either kneel or keep his head bowed. Drow
seemed not to notice.
"The Rulers and Lessers were unable to not sense
the wave of magic used to create the army, and were drawn to the source. When
they found Khlas using Forbidden Magic, they stripped him of most of his powers
and threw him unceremoniously from the Elemental Realm. And so he created his
own realm, the Shadow Realm, where he could do as he wished, with no about resistance
from the other Elementals. After his army was complete, he created four Daemons
to command them. I am one of them. The others are Scorned, Rar and Entrada."
"There… there are more of you?" Ingibong said,
his throat suddenly dry, and constricted.
"Yes, my Master was not content with just one
of us," Drow said, striding around the throne room. "And after several attempts,
he managed to conquer Aldaria. Unfortunately, the Aldarians themselves managed
"To where?" Ingibong asked, but he dreaded the
"Here," Drow said lazily, still striding, "you
foolish Aldarians tried to escape, which you did, and tried to hide your identity
by changing your names to 'Neopians'. Well, no one escapes the power of Khlas.
He will destroy this pathetic land, alongside Aldaria, and then we shall show
"But… what about everything I…?" Ingibong started.
"Oh, you shouldn't have to worry," Drow said,
finally settling down on his throne - the pacing was only worsening Ingibong's
nervousness, something that Drow could sense and was enjoying, "I'll recommend
you to Khlas; he might let you live. And then again, he might not."
"Oh… wonderful…" Ingibong muttered.
"Anyway, coming back to your mission. Track
down these people and destroy them. I cannot let them restore the Sword, or
the mission will fail," Drow said promptly. "They should be trying to get the
Gemstone from Mystery Island."
"Yes, master," Ingibong said, addressing the
floor once more and bowing out of the room.
"And while you are there, get the Gemstone,"
Drow ordered after Ingibong, "Undoubtedly someone else will be sent to retrieve
Ingibong returned to his quarters as quickly
as possibly, eager to put as much distance between himself and Drow. He collapsed
on his velvet chair again, and Snickedy wound himself around his shoulders again.
"Don't worry, I forgive you," he hissed as Ingibong
opened his mouth to apologize. "Something tells me Drow isn't the easiest thing
"He isn't," Ingibong said, rubbing his head,
"the aftermath is awful… Gives me a huge headache, and I always feel sick afterwards…"
"Don't worry about it; it'll go away," Snickedy
said soothingly. "What did he want this time?"
Ingibong started - he hadn't really thought
of the seriousness of what he had to do.
"He wants me to… he wants me to, uh…"
"Destroy someone?" Snickedy asked.
"Yes!" gasped Ingibong, "But I can't do it,
I've never done something like this before, how can I-?"
"Don't," Snickedy said.
"Don't do it."
"But I have to!" Ingibong said, louder than
intended, "If I don't destroy them, he'll destroy me! Oh, Snickedy, why did
I do this…"
He fell forward, sobbing into his arms. Snickedy
slithered in front of him.
"The real Ingibong I knew would never have done
something like this," he said, "You would stand up and fight, not lie down and
take orders. My owner is gone."
And with that, Snickedy slithered away, leaving
Ingibong to plan a way to destroy us and allow Drow to scour life from Neopia.
Ingibong knew all hope was lost for both him and his Petpet, and no matter how
hard he could try, nothing would stop Drow's mission, let alone allow him to
escape. The impact of this hit Ingibong like a ton of bricks, a mixture of shock,
hopelessness and a variety of other feelings, and he collapsed into tears once
more, and this time, no matter how pathetic he looked, no matter how hard he
cried, there would be no loving Petpet to comfort him - he was on his own now.
To be continued...