Hello, My Name Is: Death
(THIS PART IS IN TABRA's POINT OF VIEW!!)
"I am drawing the rooms down, and writing in the entrance places the bugs possibly enter in," My southern draw made a good additional piece, if I do say so myself.
"Oh. I never understood exterminators. Just, carry along." He patted my back, and I went along to the next room on this level of the castle.
Whew! I thought. That was a close one!
I carried on to a room that was mostly...blue? No, green. Stupid torch light, affecting my eye sight!
I drew quickly, making it look like I was actually caring if this dumb castle had bugs or not, and five minutes later, carried on to the next room: the kitchen, which, dangerously, was full of guards. Three to five of them, at least.
This will be a tough gig to play out.
(THIS PART IS IN CYD's POINT OF VIEW!!)
"You worked for Haus?" I asked.
"Yea. He was a , but I needed a job. He's dead now, so I'm a free man. I came here to get something he took from me a long time ago."
"Wait. He has connections with this cult?" I whispered.
"Yes. They have my orb." He said, looking at the group down the hall. "They are guarding it. Well, a bit they are."
"Orb?" I was a bit confused.
"They have the Orb of Tramalla."
"Which is?" I asked.
"It belonged to Tramalla in the late 1500's a loooooooong time ago, and then one day, his evil twin Zaramalla, killed him, his wife and three kids, took his Orb and fled with it. But, one day, he just dropped dead. Legend says that his brother Tramalla killed him in spirit, but I don't think that was the case. I think the Orb cursed him since it wasn't his. Then, archiologists found it hidden inside of a cave twenty years ago, put it into a musuem, and once I saw it I knew I had to take it. So, I got as much money as I could muster," Who uses muster any more!? "And paid them for the Orb. They gladly excepted."
"So now, Haus took it and now the cult has it?" I asked.
"He used me for the Orb. At first he was nice, with his kisses," What is it with vampire kisses!?! Ew! Especially from Haus! "And then one day he took it, almost killing me in the process. He made me hand it to him, which means I gave it to him so it didn't kill him. Now, I want it back."
"Well, let's get it. I need their spellbook, you need your Orb, can we work together?" I asked him.
"Why do you need their spellbook?" He asked.
"It's my mission."
"Alright, deal." We shook hands, and stood up in the shadow. "Call me Dean for short."
"Alright, let's go Dean." I said, and we started towards the group in the hallway.
(THIS PART IS IN JEREK's POINT OF VIEW!!)
I grabbed the keys off of the hook, put them in there appropriate slots, and turned the handle.
"That's it." He breathed. "Come on inside."
"Alright." I said.
I opened the door, and he was gone. I walked into the little room and a beam of light appeared out of nowhere, and I was in a chair, tied up and gagged. Which was weird, since I was seeing myself gagged and tied up. Wait a minute....
"Remember this?" The man breathed into my ear. "Remember how Haus tied you up during the Final Fight, leaving you fending for yourself in case someone came to kill you, making you watch your girlfriend fight, and possibly get hurt and die. Remember the rage you felt?"
"Good. Now, remember this?" The next thing I saw was me being pulled out of a window.
I nodded again.
"Remember the pain of being forced to leave your girlfriend and friends from upstairs?" I nodded again. "Good. Remember this?"
He showed me every time Haus kissed me, and I turned away, not wanting to remind myself on how Haus made the guys kiss him and the guys only.
I nodded. "Good."
"Why are you showing me what I lived through?" I asked.
"Because, to prepare you for this." The man was behind me now, and the next thing I saw was something I never lived through.
Right in front of me, was me, of course, and I was standing in the midst of dead bodies. Everyone from headquarters lay on the ground, Tabra to my right, Shropee to my left, Cyd right in front of my feet....I got teary eyed at the sight of my friends, girlfriend, and family dead, sprawled out onto the floor in front of me, while I stood there, helpless.
"You're helpless against them." By them, he meant the cult.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I am everything that once was, and everything that shall be."
I turned to see a bright shadow. "Which is?"
"I am Time."