Great, I'm the New Bad Guy...

It was pitch black, I was very stiff and I couldn't move. I was more than a little uncomfortable, and getting a little claustrophobic. I had been awake for about two or three hours, and I could only move about an inch in any direction. I couldn't really tell, but it felt like my body was a bit larger than I remembered it, and that worried me more than I felt it normally would.

After a few more minutes I began to hear noises coming from outside of wherever I was. It sounded like many small bare feet padding towards me. "Here! Here!" I heard someone yell.

"Was I in some kind of accident? How bad is it if I can't feel any pain?"

"Hurry up then! Get him out of there!! Move it you worthless bags of puss!!!" A different, more gruff and gravelly voice yelled, presumably at the first group of people.

"Well... that was uncalled for..."

Then it sounded like two or more boulders were grinding against each other, and I started to see some light. It was dim, and slightly yellow, but it was there and that was what mattered! I wasn't blind!

I think?

I say that because I could swear that the things that had rescued me were little brown goblins, and those don't exist. Right?

"Rub some acid in his eyes! That will wake him up!" said the second voice, which I was very quickly recognizing, to my dismay. Also, ACID!?! What would that do for me, aside from make me even more blind than I already am!!!

One of the goblins reached down with something in it's hand and pressed it into my eyes, I was too stiff and weak to try to move out of the way, and I felt pain lance through my face as I heard a hissing noise. When it was taken away the pain stopped almost immediately, and for some reason my vision cleared up within seconds. It was like I had just had the fastest and most effective lazer eye surgery ever and I had no idea how it worked. Now I'm afraid to question it, in case questioning it would make the universe realize its mistake and burn out my eyes.

Once my vision had cleared, I got a good look at my rescuers and yep, they were the minions. Little goblin looking things that were as vicious as they were stupid. I could only see Browns and Gnarl, who I considered his own color, all crowded around where I was lying, so I assumed that the other minion hives had somehow been lost. Again. That or the other colors just weren't in this area.

"Ah, good! You're not dead! That would've been very embarrassing on my part, and somewhat unfortunate on yours... Anyway, ahem, What are you louts waiting for!? A written invitation!? Your Overlord needs your help getting up! Hurry it up and do your jobs!!!" Gnarl said, the first part mostly to himself and somewhat to me, I'm not really sure if he even cared that I was ok, just that I was responsive. The second part was practically snarled at the minions, even going as far as kicking one of them down to get the others moving.

And move they did, within moments I was propped up and being fitted out with clothes and armor, the steel armor from the first game to be precise, while this was happening I was trying to talk, make noise, anything really, but couldn't. It was like my throat was closed off or something, while I was struggling with that, Gnarl was talking about "How good it was to have a master again!" and "That spell was just what we needed!", but I wasn't really listening as I was basically a puppet whose strings had been cut, and I have to say I don't care for the feeling!
Finally the minions were done putting on my new duds, and my body was feeling a little less stiff which felt nice, but I was feeling more and more upset at my inability to speak.

"Sire, are you listening? Oh, do pay attention lord! It's always very bothersome when I have to repeat myself." Gnarl told me, getting my attention. He ad the other minions were at the far end of the room, looking back at me waiting for me to follow them. I pointed at my throat and made a growling, gurgling noise, when I did that Gnarl's eyes went wide then almost immediately went back to normal, he then pushed a minion at me.

Said minion slowly and carefully climbed up my armor until he was sitting on my shoulders, he then lifted my helmet and reached into my mouth. After he had gotten into my throat, he pulled a large wadded up cloth out. The minion quickly jumped down, trying to get away from me as fast as he could, afraid of me or so I thought.

"Ahem... so,Hm... Let's take this one thing at a time, aright? So, where are we?" I asked, noticing that my voice was much, much lower than normal.

"Well that was what I was trying to tell you my lord. If you would just follow me, I-" Gnarl said before I interrupted him.

"No, I'm not going anywhere until I know what's going on! Now tell me where we are!" I yelled, making him and all of the minions flinch hard.

"Uh, well then, to the best of my knowledge, we are in what looks like a ruined form of the old tower. More specifically we are in the minion pits, where the tower heart used to be." Gnarl said cautiously, like he was trying to keep me from getting angry.

"Alright, now why was there a rag in my throat?" I asked, feeling just a tad violated.

"Umm... well, you were in the coffin of healing, so... maybe it had something to do with that?" He guessed.

"Okay, see now was that so hard? Question three, why am I here, instead of in my nice soft-but-not-too-soft bed?" I asked coolly, trying to hide the frustration and fear I was feeling.

"Well, you see my lord, we, that is the minions, needed an Overlord! To... well lord over us! And, you see, we couldn't find anyone who could fit the bill, at all! We even tried elves! And when they go bad, they really go bad! So after some searching and stealing, we found a spell which would give us what we wanted! An Overlord! All we had to do was sacrifice about half of our number and be taken to a different universe! Small price if you ask me!" He told me, stammering and stumbling over his words at first but gaining confidence when I didn't interrupt him.

"And you didn't think about what I might think about it? Did you even consider that I might be angry about being taken from my home and family? Did you not think about anything?!?!" I yelled at him, watching as Gnarl and the other minions quivered in fear. I was confused when I saw that while he was quivering but also... smiling?

"Heh... well, it seems like the spell worked, huh?" he mumbled to the other Browns who all nodded.

"Let's go. I need to see this place for myself." I said grouchily.