Famine had managed to get into the castle before alze't had transformed and stalked his was to the dungeon. That pathetic excuse for a leader was useless in doing anything she should have been and this forced his hand. Along the many corridors of the nightmarish structure the lord called home many could lead to any of the various dungeons but only by the masters will could one gain access to them. Few could truly appreciate the intricacies and measures of the dark lords power. The horseman moved silently until he found himself heading downward. He trusted that his master understood the reason for this action even though the darkrai was far away. As the march continued longer than the point most normal pokemon would have given up hope and turned back came a door. It was carved of black wood and etched with runes around it. Only those with the raw negative energy found with the dark master could open it. With a brief moment of hesitation the door was pushed open and inside was one hell of a sight. To say there were many souls would be an understatement. His castle was always the same, choosing to move it and this was why. Far far down into the precipices, across stair ways and walk ways across pits leading into an empty nothingness were cages upon cages. Some filled with wiggling squirming souls. Others filled with live humans and pokemon, their existence reduced to mere objects. There was no light expect for that of the souls, weakly clinging onto sanity. The whole chamber was one of a couple, all the victims of almost a thousand years stuck within the nightmarish walls of the castle. What most had took for his dungeon was merely his workshop, his garage where he broke in new toys before he stuffed them into the living nightmare of his abode. It was here that Famine found what he wanted. Inside one of the cages was a corpse slumped haphazardly against the wall where it was thrown. The mummy paced over and roughly grabbed it by the collar of its jacket, sending of his own energy to it in the process. Slowly the corpse came to life, behind the skull mask that made up most of its face a bright pink iris began to form. Slowly as it became clearer it looked up at its brother. "Redemption." Breathed the bandaged wrapped pokemon to the now reawakening Caskol.
