As Darkness Takes The Day
He's been stewing in his hatred for as long a time as he could not count.
He sits, his legs not aching from the hours he's been sitting on them, a quiet stillness surrounding him. Like a sickly sweet aroma if it had been given scent, it sat heavy as vibranium around him.
He can feel the darkness surrounding him, growing in him. He's excelling where Kaecilius failed, he is not exploiting.
He opens his eyes, looking down at his hand, glowing with the power that sorcerers like The Ancient One lied and deceived to her own needs. He is no longer a Sorcerer. He is Supreme.
A being appeared out of portal, Mordo stepped up, expecting a fight.
The being appeared to be a woman, who was clothed in strange black robes that felt as if they were own skin, embracing her body in every pore. Her head from the forehead up was covered by a helmet, a strange feeling eminating from it.
She bore a long spear and blue eyes that seemed to bear all the fire in the universe. "Baron Mordo." She stated, her voice a haunting tone that was neither high nor low.
"Who wants to know?"
"My Father. The Purger of Worlds."
"And who is that?"
Those eyes seemed to light up at the mere asking. "Death follows him like a shadow, he has no end. No beginning."
He scoffed. "I don't believe in the eternal."
"He is not Eternal. Nothing is. He is merely allowing the bill, to come due."
Mordo froze.
"He wants your prescence. To help him acquire what others cannot imagine. You know the location of one of the Earth's Infinity Stone's. It is in the hands of protection."
"Why can your Father not retrieve it himself?"
"Why does God himself not deal with the Earth's follies? He is saving himself for matters far beyond retrieval." Again, the voice seemed to wile itself into his bloodstream, coursing through his veins alongside the power he was setting free. He could detect no sorcery, just the justice he so longingly craved.
"Who is your Father?"
The woman's zeal let itself truly known with her smile; wicked and full of an energy that was her own. "Thanos."
And for the first time, he felt what true vengeance felt like. The same smile seeping into his own grin.