(Pre-Show) The Lobby

[Gilgamesh]

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrow as the man in the flashy suit had just pulled of an amazing feat. "Oh? I see you are quite skilled." He raised his head to look at the man and a smirk was on his face and he chuckled a bit. He stood up and placed his cue stick on the ground, leaning upon it like a staff. A glimmer of ambition and defiance stood in his eye as he grinned at the King. The very cockiness of the mongrel upset the King and causes him to seethe in his spot.

"I'm not too bad at this game. Want to play again?" His body leaned over the table as if he owned the place. Gilgamesh couldn't help but to wish to end this dog's life. A man came in with all white suit with a black tie…he oddly resembled the Nexus…as if the Nexus were human. The man appeared to be in his twenties, skin absolutely flawless, grey eyes, blonde hair. He almost didn't seem human, it offset the king as the man looked around the building for someone. His eyes skimmed pass the King and locked in right at Gilgamesh. A smile of relief came upon his face as he rushed to meet the group at the pool table. Gilgamesh could tell that he had an enormous ego just by looking at him.

"Ah yes, you I assume you're Gilgamesh. I've heard stories about how…decorative you are." The man looked down at the King and back up, sizing him down with his black leather shoes, his dress pants, and his fine satin shirt. The King nodded with a glare and the man rolled his eyes. "Well I need you. Come along." The man sighed and turned around and began to walk. Gilgamesh however did not follow him.

"Who are you to tell me what to do? I am King Gilgamesh! I follow no one's orders." The man turned around and glared at him. Gilgamesh advanced towards the man and looked into his eyes. He was about to speak but the man cut him off. "Karl Jak has requested to see you, and if you care about your life or your Kingdom you would come along. Alone. Do I make myself clear?" The King's face was livid. He was absolutely pissed, his face began to fill up to the brim with lava and steam almost came out of his ears, but a meeting with Karl Jak was something he couldn't pass up.

"I shall come along with you, but not for any of your pathetic interest. I shall go on my own accord, and let this be known. If you dare speak to your King ever again, your silver tongue will be on the floor and fed to my lion. For every word you speak, I shall cut off a finger without mercy. I am not afraid to stand against the Empire, why would I be afraid of you? Do I need to repeat myself? The man seemed to shrink back into his cocky little shell and shook his head no as he grumbled. "Now lead the way, Mongrel."

Gilgamesh forced a smile onto his face as he turned back to the people at the pool table witnessing this event. "Alas I have some business to attend to! I shall have to be off, Crona, Seraph. See you in the Abyss." His face turned and it was back to the scowl. He shoved the man forward, almost causing the cocky man to fall onto the floor. The two exited the dome with haste and entered the main lobby where he saw the large mass of people and other contestants walk around. The man walked to the wall, an elevator of sorts was there and the man clicked the button and put in his keycard. Bernard. Huh, what a pathetic, and common name. The King scoffed and "Bernard" turned around to glare at him. The doors opened to a tube-like elevator, the walls were very nice and at the top, a large television monitoring the various facilities of the Abyss.

Bernard clicked the button at the top, instead of a number it was replaced by the letter B. The button lit up and the elevator doors shut and it began to rise. Dull music came out of nowhere and it was sleepy and comforting, like a warm glass of milk when one cannot sleep. The melody was almost hypnotic and the man in front of him seemed to groove to the beat.

Dun-da, du-dun-da---Du-da-dun-du-dun-da The elevator stopped abruptly and a bell, resembling the sound of a dinner bell, rang. The door opened into a giant lobby, the entire room was warm and luxurious. There was a nice, crystal chandelier and a large table of food next to him. Gilgamesh glanced at the table with the chocolate fountain and the numerous platters of fruit, sandwiches and other delicious treats. This didn't impress him, the damned thief Karl Jak. Gilgamesh looked down and he saw the entire playing board beneath him, the contestants, the fans, the entire show beneath him. Hmmm…Curious. Bernard led him towards the middle of the room with a curious man there and bowed to the man before taking his leave.

The supposed Karl Jak in front of him waved to Gilgamesh to sit down, and Gilgamesh did so, taking note of the luxury that Karl was able to enjoy. Oh there would be no greater satisfaction from keeping his joy from expanding, but that would have to wait. The sofa was very comfy and Gilgamesh sank in and looked at the Oak table before them holding the man's coffee. The man sat crossed-legged and confidently looked at the man in front of him. He picked up the coffee casually before sipping the hot beverage, while looking Gilgamesh straight in the eyes. He let out a satisfying "Ahhhh" as he set down the cup and leaned back into his chair, putting his fingertips together as if he were in thought. He leaned forward and peered at Gilgamesh.

"Now here's what I want you to do." Gilgamesh looked furious, his brows furrowed and his gaze narrowed. His face turned into a scowl and Gilgamesh leaned forward in turn. "You do not tell me what I need to do thief. I am here to reclaim my prizes and that's it.

Kark Jak just sat there, his face holding back an enormous laughter but failed miserably. "You still think you're in control don't you. Bernard, play the footage." His gaze diverted to the man towards the corner, while Gilgamesh just leaned back in his chair, studying the man carefully.

"With pleasure." The man said as he flipped a light switch, the room dimmed and right above the two primes the ceiling opened up to reveal a small projector. He could hear almost as if it where a movie wheel spinning as the machine sputtered to life to have blue holograms come out of it.

Gilgamesh's heart dropped, and his face turned into a expression of panic. He recognized the two holograms. It was himself…and Guu. "However, I may spare you if you continue to humor me…" The figure had wicked grin appeared on his face and he crossed his arms. The footage was clear and perfect and right as Guu was about to punch the King the footage cut off. Gilgamesh rubbed his eye in remembrance and he looked up at Karl in panic. "Where did you get that film?"

Karl Jak chuckled as he leaned back in his chair and gazed upon his new pawn. "Now you see, Gilgamesh that I'm in control, and if you don't do as I say," the man leaned forward with a sly smile, "this footage gets released." The King looked forward and put his hands in his hair.

The King quickly stood up and drew a sword out of his portal and put it to Karl Jak's neck. "Delete that video or else you shall perish at the hand's of a true King." His breathing became heavy and labored and his sword poked into Jak's neck. Karl just smiled and laughed and pushed the sword away from his neck with his bare hands as he spoke.

"Do you really think killing me will get anywhere? I'm a prime, I will continue to live, and when I respawn I shall post this video and it will be the end of you and your Kingdom." Gilgamesh's eyes widened as he lowered his sword and it dissipated into the million golden specks. "This, This is great, your personality will make for great entertainment. Now for what I want."

Gilgamesh peered at the man as he began to list his demands. "We need to continue this rivalry between you and Guu. If you meet Guu on the battlefield you must make a giant show out of it, for the audience. I know you two are buddy, buddy now but the audience doesn't know that. You need to create a spectacle of it, a big rematch, you know."

Gilgamesh smirked, "Oh no, that won't be a problem." The King relaxed and Karl smiled and put his hand to the King's face. He moved it around almost inspecting Gilgamesh as if he were a dog in a sort and his hand was left on the King's cheek. Gilgamesh's cheeks ran red with fury and he had to stop himself from strangling the man in front of him. The man however, had too much leverage on him.

"Oh I can't wait to see your face when you die. That will be satisfying for the audience and myself." Karl patted him on the cheek before sitting down. "Now get your Kingly bitch-ass out of my office and into the barracks. We need to prepare for the Abyss."

The King crestfallen and withered, turned abruptly and into the elevator that brought him to hell.