The Void's Story

The figure on the stage stood. Standing 6 feet tall. He waved his hand and lights flickered on. Revealing a man with black hair and snow white skin and a native american appearance. Dressed in a heavy black trench coat and black boots. As soon as the lights were on he spoke in a loud booming voice.

"I am the dark and the night and the cold. I am the light and the day and the peace. I am the war and the suffering and the never ending chaos. I am the order and the judgement of the living. I AM THE VOID! The chaos from which all things came."

There was a pause as everyone took this in. Then the Void said one more thing which sent a shiver down your spine.

"And you...are my personal creations."

There was a moment of silence before a deep and hallowed voice arose from the room. "I AM THE VOID...And you...are my personal creations."

Raiden was surprised and confused. He tried to recall his lesson on mythology to make more sense of this situation, but his memory was rough. Should've paid more attention in Mrs. Peebler's class he thought to himself. Before anything else could happen a large man stood up and spoke in a funny accent.

This man posed some good questions, questions that Raiden too had. Why were they here, what was their purpose, who was this void, what is happening? All in good time would the answers surface, at least that's what Raiden told himself.

At this point, and with this much commotion, everyone else was getting up, or at least moving somewhat. Raiden, however, still tried to feign his sleep and continue to peer listen.

"3000 years ago. The old gods reigned with an iron fist. Basking in glory and power on their throwns in Olympia. But then came the war. A war which ended with the imprisonment of the old gods. Thrown into the pit they were. Left to live their immortal lives in agony for 3000 years. I have created you because a great change is about to occur and you must pick a side.

The Void smiled. It was obvious he already new the outcome of this "change" but he didnt give anything away. The future is blured to you.

"Look at you all." He said with pity.
"You are weak and don't understand the full magnitude of the powers you have."

Blake sighed. He knew exactly what this was about. "Let the humans fight. A war will only make me stronger." Blake said. He let himself slump down in a seat in the theatre. "Choose your sides, fight, do what you will. But remember at the end of the day the more people that die from a bullet or blade on the battlefield the more powerful I become." Blake said, he checked his hands nails dirt and cleaned then with his thumbs nail.

"If you really sought was was good for humanity you would stop them from fighting. Not be choosing sides and rising the body count." Blake said. His armor clinked as he rest one of his harms on one of the armrests then his head on his fist.

The crowd fell silent.

"Without the gods, man will fight themselves to extinction..."
He takes a moment to make eye contact with everyone in the room.
"But with the gods...some of them at least...may be saved...

The old gods still suffer in the bottomless pit. All but immortality has been taken from them.
Their power, has been passed on to you."

The words echo in my mind. They need a leader, we are the only ones. We are the ones capable to stop this fight.

"I'll fight." I said, loudly.

As Stella, the goddess of Air, Beauty and Weather rises to her feet, a sense of awe came upon the others...
He face appears to be glowing with beauty and her voice is filled with determination.
As alluring as she was. Those next to her were forced to take a step back. Its almost as if she was radiating light and energy.

The Void looks in her direction with a grin on his face. He had hoped this would happen to at least one of them while he was there.
He says in a whisper.

"Behold Stella goddess of Air and Beauty and Weather. You have taken the 1st step to discovering the magnitude of your divine. power...

And this goes for all of you. In the next few days your power will continue to grow. Until you achieve your divine form. But until that time comes. You will remain in human form. Weak and vulnerable to those who currently seek to destroy you."

The Void glances out the window and you see the light vanish. Its now pitch black darkness. The Voids red eyes glow but they appear to be fading away into the shadow...

"I will be watching." He whispers.

Then the red eyes disappear.

The 16 of you are left alone in a room which you have no idea where. And the only light from the window has been mysteriously blocked. You hear footsteps outside. You deduce from the shuffling and the level of sound that there must be at least a dozen of them. Currently surrounding the place from the outside.

Ellery was ok with the darkness and in fact she loved it so when tbis kid starts playing with light her nose and forehead creased in unseen annoyance. She shut her eyes and tbought about what the Void had.said.
to those who seek to destroy you..

Ellery soured over the thought flicking her hair out her face. We must be important creations if someone is out to destroy us then again didnt the void say gods? And gods are magical strong powerful people so who could destroy a god? Well the Void called them weak and the vulnerable to their e.emies so their eneimes must be even stronger gods. Her thoughts became more and more complex as the minutes passed until she grew bored and gave up.

((not sure what Ellery could do ao bump!!!!! someone post))

(Nudge, nudge everyone..)