[b][i]HIVE FLEET ORBITING JUPITER, DREADNAUGHT[/i][/b] Grixis and his Blades waited in his chambers. Men'kaar, Calvik, Vôlik-Dal, Stronix, and Molkir all stood in silence, on the exception of Molkir who floated. Grixis stared out into space at the fleet of eighteen Cruisers and the gas giant in the background illuminating them all. They had arrived in the system a few hours ago. When their Cruiser had established itself with the rest of the fleet, Tomb ships from both their Cruiser and the Dreadnaught began relocating the skeleton into the Dreadnaught. And so they stood in silence, waiting. The silence was broken at the sound of the huge door creaking open. He looked to see a Deathsinger enter his chambers. All eyes were on her. [i]"My liege, the skeleton is in place, and my sisters are ready to begin the ceremony."[/i] Finally. "Then let's not keep you waiting." ------------------------------------------- Their bodies retook their physical form upon exiting the portal. The Deathsinger had placed them all outside the chamber where the ceremony would take place. They all entered the chamber. The chamber was massive. It easily held the skeleton and looked like it could hold two more just like it. It was insane how big the Dreadnaught looked on the inside. And there [i]he[/i] was, standing in front of the skeleton. The Blades halted in their tracks, but Grixis kept walking until he was by his side, the one he shared their soul with. Sarkon. [i]"You have been busy,"[/i] he said in a cool but firm voice. As much as that was possible with the Hive. "I have," Grixis responded. "[i]This is a magnificent find, I can already see the untold deaths it will bring.[/i] "Indeed, once it is resurrected-" [i]"We will be doing much more than that."[/i] Grixis knew what he meant by that. He looked to the lead Deathsinger. "Begin." With that, the Deathsingers began their song. The room darkened at their voices, and the area around the skeleton began to be shrouded in a green fog. He could see the bones begin to faintly pulse a ghastly green color, and sections of them began to regrow flesh. After each passing minute, the song seemed to be getting louder. The chamber was getting darker, and the fog grew thicker until it all but blocked the skeleton from view. Then he knew that it was time. He reached into his consciousness until all he could feel was darkness. He knew Sarkon was doing the same thing. A single white light shone over the frame of the Ahamkara, then it grew, and grew. After ten seconds, it exploded in size. Above them all was a massive black and white orb that nearly covered the ceiling. This orb however, was much more than what it seemed, and every Hive knew that. This, was Light and Darkness in the form of an Oversoul. [i]Their[/i] Oversoul. At the end of the song, the Oversoul exploded into a flash of light, blinding everyone in the chamber. When their sight came, the chamber returned to normal, and the Oversoul vanished back into their netherworld. But in the place of the skeleton, was an Ahamkara in the flesh. It's scales were as black as night. It's chest rose and fell with each intake of breath. Then it's eyes opened, revealing a pitch black eye with a white bladed pupil. Then it rose from it's prone position. If Grixis thought it looked huge before, then he was not prepared for what he saw. It easily towered over everyone in the room, as it's head looked like it would touch the ceiling even though it seemed like there was no end to it. It stretched out its black, leather wings, which was weird since Ahamkara usually had feathered wings. A side effect of being resurrected he assumed. They seemed large enough to block out any sun. Then it's bladed eye fixed on him. "You," it spoke in a deep masculine voice, confirming that it was male. It brought its head down to their level, which now obscured his view from everything if it hadn't before. "There were others of your kind that had submitted and fallen under the influence of even the weakest Ahamkara. But you managing to resist [i]me?[/i] That is impressive." He had his lips pulled back to form a toothy grin, revealing the row of massive teeth that could puncture the strongest of armor. "What is your name, Guardian?" "Grixis. And I know longer go by that accursed title," he told him. The Ahamkara looked around at the Hive present. "So it would seem." "Now, what is your name, if I may ask?" The Ahamkara raised his head back to stand at full height. "Before my death, I was known as Shovaroth!" He exclaimed to his onlookers. "Now for another question. Why have you resurrected me?" "Let me answer your question with a question. How would you like to take revenge on those who ended your life?" Shovaroth smiled and this time, a deep rumble came from his serpent like throat that sounded like he was chuckling. "You know just what to say to this Ahamkara."