Chapter 8: The Black Fog ambassador's True Identity

These harsh words hit James and made his mind froze from panic. His inner feeling of imminent threat was very tyranny, he couldn't fight it back.

"Don't look at me like this, blame your old dead friend, Forilak, to send you to me. I don't know if you are really the black fog ambassador or nor, but either ways you are doomed.

Your dead dear Forilak, may mercy be upon his soul, had sent you here to meet your end. It seems to me you have some sort of enmity, or why did you kill him and he was trying to kill you by sending you here? gra gra gra gra."

Gotar laughed strangely with his hideous sound while his whole huge body started to shake. James was still frozen in his chair without knowing what he should do, should he use the weapons in the boxes and kill them all?

But to do so, he needed first to take some boxes out and unseal them by that sneaky bastard Forilak. When he remembered that damn Royan, he hoped he wasn't dead yet, so he would go back and kill him over and over again.

"Can you just chill out and let's have a civilized talk here?" James tried to stall for more time, but Gotar didn't buy his bait.

"Chill out? Civilized talk? Did you hear him boys, he is trying to baffle me. gra gra gra gra.

Listen kid, either way you are going to die, so pray you are really what we are looking for, so you can have a little more time to live and we got our reward. Don't worry, I will always remember you all the time and pray for your soul, gra gra gra gra gra."

Just as James tried to stand up from his chair, many guns were raised in front of his face to return again very slowly while raising his two hands up in the air as he said:

"Calm down guys, I was just trying to stand."

"Don't be this tense, boys, we are now travelling at light speed, so where will he escape to then? Gra gra gra gra."

James looked at Gotar as his first strategy failed, so he used his second one, going on with whatever they wanted him to do and in return he would seek the slightest chance to rebel.

"Can you then tell me what should I do? You mentioned some sort of test, so what is it? and who the hell is she?"

"She? She is your test," Gotar said while winking to James whose face became very funny, "Do you think your test is to sleep with her? You are a funny little man, gra gra gra gra. I never laughed in my life like today. It seems to me this is going to be my lucky day, gra gra gra gra."

James gritted his teeth as he asked again:

"Can you speak seriously and tell me what this test is?"

"Sure, black for ambassador. There is a story that's not well known to many in the universe, an old fight between two opposing mighty forces which tried to control everything.

One force claimed to be the righteous and it will reign over the universe with just and order, while the other claimed to be violent and will rule the universe with an iron of fist so the order can prevail.

Two opposing forces, one vanished, nearly, and the other prevailed and continued to prosper. Have you heard ever about such a story country kid?"

James' mind suddenly got shaken, he knew where he heard the word 'black fog ambassador' before, he read it in some old records. He murmured faintly with shocked expression:

"The light seekers and the darkness believers."

"Oh boys, did you hear that? And I took the trouble to educate you for hours and you didn't understand a shit.

This kid here I like, it's unfortunate I have to deliver him to the customer," Gotar said while clapping with his big hands, "You guessed it right, the Ravner of light and the Ravner of darkness, these forces were what I was talking about."

"Wh…What do these two old relics from the past want from me? Wait a minute, you said you came here to look for the black fog ambassador, so are you working with Ravner of darkness? Why would they try to kill their own kin?"

"You, kid, have asked a very good question," Then Gotar grabbed a chair and sat in front of James, "But you just said two things wrongly, the first related to these two old forces, they aren't relics from the past.

They still exist to this lovely day, but ther hide themselves behind many names and masks. It's not easy to identify the Ravner of light, but it's quite simple to know who the Ravner of darkness is.

Look around you and name any single empire in this universe, and they are all led by Ravner of darkness' members."

James had already read that before, but he read also that the Ravner of light was totally wiped out in the old universal war.

"What is the second mistake in my words?"

"The second mistake is the guess you made about the identity of those I work for, they aren't the Ravner of darkness, instead, they are the opposite side."

"Ravner of light? It's impossible, I read they got totally wiped out a long time ago," James screamed as he started to understand everything. Those Ravner of light was searching for one of their enemy's camps, and he got himself in this chaos without knowing that.

"Believe it or not, this is the truth. I don't know how they survived, but they did, and now they are looking for you buddie, so be ready to meet your creator as these folks didn't fool around," Gotar said with a big irritating smile over his big face.

James felt the urge to punch him in the face, but he restrained himself, it wasn't time yet for him to move.

"Then what has she got to do with all of it?" James pointed out towards that tied girl while asking. Gotar turned to look at her while sucking his lips again in regret.

"Do you know what is the ritual needed for a black fog ambassador teenager like yourself to become mature?" Gotar asked with a strange vicious look in his eyes.

James had read a lot about the old struggle that was lost in history, but he didn't reach that far yet in knowledge, so he shook his head in response.