Hello fanfiction! Long-time no post. I am so sorry that I Haven't posted my re-written story of Unlocking the past, I have had a lot of personal issues in my life. Please give this story a review, you don't have to follow or anything but I'm just looking to improve my writing. Anyway, here is the new version of unlocking the past (Changed the title to buried gems)
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Even at night, castle Aurlen was stunning. There were torches in the grounds of the castle, lit up every 20 metres. The flames reflected on the smooth stone bricks, seeming to dance in sync with the patterns of the moonlight. There was a cool, gentle breeze making its way around the castle, gently ruffling trees as it past. Up in the distance past the castle, you could dimly hear the constant flow of the river and the occasional owl hoot. The inhabitants of the castle from within slept peacefully, the sounds of mother nature humming them to sleep. Everything was as it should be. But have you ever wondered what's on the other side of those grand castle doors?
Brian, the guard currently responsible for guarding the 5thfloor hallway, yawned loudly as he gathered up his equipment. It had been a long uneventful shift and he couldn't wait to get home to snuggle up with his wife in bed. If only his lazy replacement would get here a bit faster. Speak of the devil He thought as he heard fast footsteps approaching the position he was currently in. The footsteps stopped abruptly and he turned around, crossing his arms over his chest
"Well, well, well" Brian began in a mocking voice "Guess who finally decided it suited them to show up"
No reply
"Look, I don't know who you are and to be honest I don't bloody care. What I do care about is the fact that I want to go home when my shift is over. So, arrive on time, got it?" He finished his lecture in a venomous hiss
Still no reply. Not even a movement.
"GOT IT?" he roared, seeming to enjoy his moment of importance
The guard didn't even flinch
Brian abruptly snatched the name badge of the motionless guards' shirt, searching for a name. He smiled gleefully. Horace Altman.
"Well then Horace Altman, looks like we're going to have to report you, aren't we?" He smiled evilly
Only then did Horace say something. Mumble something more like it. It wasn't even audible.
"What was that?" The guard mocked Horace
"Sorry" He whispered, head downcast in the same position it had been in since they had started their conversation
"You will be" Brian smirked
"You didn't' let me finish" the voice said, a little louder this time.
There was something in the persons' voice that told Brian to run. But he wouldn't. He wouldn't be a coward to his king.
"Get on with it then" He snapped after a moment of long silence
"Sorry" The voice said "For your future black eye and headache"
Brian realised a few seconds too late what the figure meant as a fist flew out and punched him in the eye. He fell backwards and hit his head on the stone-cold floor. He turned his head side ways to try and get a look at his attacker. He caught a glimpse of the persons back with long curly hair. As his vision started to turn black, he managed to whisper out "You're not Horace are you?"
He heard the figure chuckle darkly. A cold, spine tingling chuckle.
"No" The figure replied "No I'm not"
That was the last thing Brian heard as he was pulled into the waiting arms of darkness.
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"This is getting ridiculous" Halt growled as he slammed his fist down on the oak wood table "how the hell do these attacks keep happening?"
Crowley look tiredly at his old friend and sighed, wearily running a hand through his wild, sandy-coloured hair
"I think the question we need to ask ourselves, Halt, is why haven't they stolen what they need to steal yet?" He replied
"Maybe they're trying to tease us" Gilan said thoughtfully, joining in on the conversation for the first time that morning
"What do you mean?" Halt snapped at him
Gilan held his hands up in surrender
"I just mean, what if they want us to focus on the attacks, while someone that we might not have detected is working on breaking into the throne room" He concluded his theory
Halt was about the snap something back but stopped before the words could make it out of his mouth. He abruptly got out of his seat and walked over to the map of the castle where the attacks have been marked off. They were all on the 5thfloor where the throne room was and they were always on the second night of the week but there was something about which posts they were on which was odd. Everyone said they were random, unplanned attacks. But when you drew them on a map….
"The break-in is happening tonight" He said suddenly
"What?" Crowley and Gilan questioned in shocked unison
Halt beckoned them over urgently.
"Look" He said, becoming more confident with his theory "The first attack was on the 2ndpost, The second on the 4th and the most recent on the 6th. They're skipping 2 posts at a time. And what post is the throne room on?" He prompted them
"The 9th" Crowley said gravely
The 3 rangers stood stock still for a few minutes before Gilan broke the silence that had settled upon them like a thick blanket
"So" He began awkwardly "What are we going to do?"
Halt and Crowley looked at each other, seeming to have a silent conversation. After a few frustrated facial expressions, Crowley sighed in defeat and let halt talk
"We'll meet them half way" He said
"What?" Gilan said, confused
Halt sighed "Please don't use that word, you're wasting the oxygen the world has provided to you"
Gilan looked even more confused. Halt was about to launch into full lecture mode when Crowley interrupted him
"It means we'll hide in the throne room and catch them there" Crowley explained to Gilan
"oh" Gilan said simply
Halt face-palmed.
"Just meet me outside the throne room at 9" He sighed before walking away
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Halt stood stock still as he hid in the shadows near the window of the throne room. It was a big room with rows of seats and a handmade, Oaktree throne. There was a small stage with a desk keeping all important files. The rangers had developed long ago that the intruder wanted something from the throne room. What that was, they did not know. But they were about to find out.
They were positioned perfectly. Gilan hidden in the shadows behind the throne and Crowley in the shadows by the grand doors. It was the perfect plan. It wasn't long before they heard the creaking of the large doors open and a figure in a black cloak slipped in. Halt, Gilan or Crowley couldn't tell if it was a woman or man. The cloak hid any dominant features a specific gender may have. Halt had a hard feeling in his gut. Had they forgotten anything? Halt erased that thought out of his mind as quick as it had come. No. They had prepared everything. They had alerted the king of their plan, got guards on yells notice. Yes, they had everything. Yet he couldn't shake the feeling something was going on. He turned his attention back to the hooded figure, who was about to reach the desk. He stepped out, signalling for the others to do the same.
"Stop right there" Halt demanded in a calm voice
The figure froze but made no move to turn around. Odd. Usually people immediately started to run.
Halt glanced at Crowley. Looks like he was thinking along the same lines.
"Turn around slowly" Crowley said cautiously
The figure made no move. After a few moments, however, the person slowly started to turn around
Halt glanced at gilan and Crowley. Something was defiantly up.
The figure turned around fully. They looked at the face and gasped
"You" Halt whispered
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So…. What did you think? All of this will all make sense as the story goes on. The next chapter takes place around 2 months before this chapter happens. Thanks for reading!