By the Blood of Le'Fey

Prologue: Dawn of The Dusk

Europe, 1600s

Deep in the Forests, where it was said monsters dwelled, Two lonely figures, garbed in drab brown robes rode on horseback deep into the forests.

"How much longer until we arrive, Mistress?" The larger of the two figures asked with a gruff voice, his hood angled to the smaller of the two.

"Not much further, my subject. We will arrive soon." a female voice spoke, with a tone cold as ice and sharper than any blade. And soon enough, they arrived at the bottom of a sheer cliff. The slimmer of the two figures gently slid off of her horse and slowly strode to the wall, and slid her hand against it. The woman's own hand began to glow purple as she used her index finger, and drew a circle in the stone, wherever she traced with her finger kept glowing that bright purple color. She then began to inscribe additional markings around the circle before tracing one final marking, one that looked far more sinister into the circle's center. The symbol glowed brighter, almost blindly so as the cliffside began to crack, and crumble into itself to reveal a cavern, one that lead into pitch blackness. The man slid off of his horse and lead it along the path, and the cavern closed behind them.

The cavern however, opened up into a huge chamber, lit by emerald flames and also housed great stone beasts, some with horns, others fangs, but all had demonic looking eyes, glowing from acidic yellow to demonic red.

"Gumm Gumms.." The female voice said aloud, which got the attention of the creatures. One of them, a hulking brute with green skin and a red mane tromped forwards to meet her.

"No humans should be here. What business do you have with us?" The beast asked in a condescending tone, staring them down. and the woman slowly pulled the hood of her robes off, and most of the creatures seemed to shrink back or gasp. The woman had a youthful look to her face, no older than 30 as she stood, and shrugged her robes off. It was apparent that she wasn't visibly prepared for battle, as she wore a deep purple dress, strapless and was lined with black fur. She also wore a golden hooplet around her forehead, with a green gem embedded in its center. The woman's eyes were a bright amethyst coloring, and she wore black lipstick. Her hair was pulled back, cascading over her shoulders and back to stop around the small of her back.

"Le'Feeeyyy..." was the main reaction much of the creatures around her said, and she couldn't help but grin.

"Yes, yes, yes. No need to repeat it." She said to all the Trolls in the room. "My business is with Gunmar, none of you grunts." She said as she gestured to the horse. "But the stallion is yours to consume, consider it a peace offering." She said, and while a good number of the trolls dove in, and began to attack and slaughter the poor horse, the first Gumm Gumm still stared them down.

"I don't trust you, witch." He said, and he began to rear his fist back, "And I tend to take your head for- Hggrk!" He sputtered out, as Le'Fey had plunged her hand into the Troll's chest, and he was quickly turning to stone. When she withdrew her hand, the troll's corpse crumbled as she and her associate walked past to the massive doors, frame in obisidian stone as she strode into the antechamber that had a throne room.

The throne in the center of the room was massive, carved from reflective obsidian stone, a being that was more demon than troll as he sat, looking at the comparatively dimunitive humans. He was massive, even his throne, the two trolls only came to his knee as he sat, with skin that almost seemed to eat the light around them. His body was extremely thick with muscle, and his skin cracked and glowed like magma as he breathed. His face was twisted into a constant, but lazy snarl that exposed massive fangs. Atop his head were a multitude of horns that curved backwards, forwards, in almost every direction. On either side of him, the monster was flanked by two equally demonic looking figures. One was burly, thick, but looked calm as he scanned the pair. Meanwhile the second being was thinner, but also was sneering at them. Finally, the demon spoke.

"Why have you come to my realm, Morrigan?" Gunmar demanded as he gripped the arms of his throne.

"I have come for but one simple request, oh Lord of all Trolls." She said, taking care to be respectful, but not weak willed before the troll. "The both of us hold a mutual enemy in the bearded fool who created the Dawn Amulet.." She said

"Merlin.." The giant troll growled out as the arm he was gripping the chair hard enough to cause it to crack.

"Yes, and I simply ask for your assistance to help craft an answer. For where there is Daylight, Midnight will be sure to follow." She said and presented a simple pendent. It looked to be a filigree stopwatch, the arms curled and elegant. However at the center of the front, there was an empty slot. "The Amulet of Midnight, a relic of power that I have designed to combat the Troll Hunter." She said,

"But, it requires two final things..." She said to Gunmar, and then suddenly plunged her hand into the chest of her follower. "The soul of a warrior to empower the amulet.." She said and looked between the two suns. "And a Stone to ignite its flame." She said to Gunmar. "Two acts of betrayal are needed, and I have made mine. Are you willing to fell one of your sons to claim the surface?" She asked.

"...I am." The King of the Gumm-Gumms finally grumbled and looked between the two trolls under him. "Bular, Karthun.." He said to the two trolls below him.

"Decide amongst yourselves which must fall." He said casually as he seemed to lean back. At that, the thicker of the two trolls looked to his brother.

"Karthun, no hard feelings.." He spoke in a smooth, gravelly voice as he drew his blade. Meanwhile Karthun, the thinner of the two brandished a spear.

"I'm going to enjoy gutting you, brother." He said, his voice much higher, almost sniveling as the two began to circle one another, looking for a chance to strike.

"I will require the Soul Stone of the loser, so please don't harm the chest much." Le'Fey requested almost too casually as she watched the two begin to engage, roaring at one another as they were furiously slashing and stabbing at each other.

Bular had leapt at Karthun with his large sword, slashing across the smaller troll's chest and then punching him across the face, savagely roaring. The weaker individual was made apparent as Bular picked up the fallen warrior. "Pathetic, couldn't even put up a decent fight." Bular said as he plunged his claw into the chest of Karthun and tore out an angrily pulsing crystal, causing the body to instantly crumble to stone.

"Yes, this will do nicely." She said as her hands clasped the crystal, purple in color as she began to shape it with no more than her arcane might, until it was a perfect sphere. She then placed the stone into its place on the Amulet, and then the twisted ethereal energy of the human soul flowed into it, causing it to suddenly burst with light.

"Yeess!" Le'Fey said excitedly as she held it, and then looked to the Lord of the Gumm-Gumms. She then held it high, grinning as she began the incantation.

"By the Blood of Le'Fey! Midnight, is MINE TO COMMAND!"