Hello all you people out there on fanfiction! I am back with another part of… To Hell and Back! I have decided each arc of the entire story (if I complete it) is going to be a singular floor basement 1. for example. is the first major arc of this story! Once again please enjoy, read away! And as always, before I get started…
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Ch 2: the basement pt 2
"For the love of my sanity… please no more zombies," was all that Isaac could say to himself as he approached the golden framed door. Taking in detail of the door, he noticed a golden crown adorned the top of the frame, two golden chains hanging taut from either side of the crown, leading to the top corners of the door which appeared to take the shape of horns. Isaac sighed to himself "I can only hope this will be peaceful." Not looking back for one second he walked towards the golden door. Inside the room was plain; no rocks, same beige stone brick wall, the only thing that is different about this room is a small stone makeshift pedestal with light shining on it. He could not quite see what was on the pedestal. So Isaac decided to move a little closer to the lit pillar.
He saw 5 red cylinders with a timer on it. Immediately, Isaac leapt back in shock and fear knowing the bundle of cylinders as explosives, and knowing what they did to human flesh when activated. A few minutes passed and after peeking from the doorway he entered from, Isaac slowly reentered the room. After seeing no crater and or charred spot on the floor or walls, carefully placing each step as if a mine were under his feet he slowly made his way to the small pedestal, holding the intact explosives. Upon further observation there was a snugly hidden cable with a handle on the end with a red button on top, he sighed heavily in relief that only he could activate it, although... ...Something felt odd… the red die he always had with him was glowing red in his pocket, (he has beige cargo shorts on… oh so many story holes.) Realizing what role the explosives was supposed to play. He took the red D6 in his right hand, and gazed at it thoughtfully before grinning towards the bomb on the pedestal "sorry pal." Putting extra emphasis on 'pal.' "Offer declined!" he then threw the die at the bomb predicting what could happen. As the die got closer to the bomb the red beams of light emitting from it intensifying, time seemed to stop, and a thought crossed his mind. Is what might happen really possible, is this place even real? Am I alive? a bruise and scratch here and there indicated, yep defiantly alive.
The die made contact with the bomb and the room was bathed in orange light, blinding Isaac for a few seconds. After the blinding light died down he looked to see a rather large sphere of orange and yellow fire, collapsing in on itself. As the orb was compressed further it turned white. then when the orb of snow white light was small enough for Isaac to hold, the orbs' light broke off in beams revealing an infinitely black sphere. Once all of the light faded, Isaac felt something in his pocket. He took it out and was saddened, to find his die; with all of the faces having zero divots, and the color of the once crystal deep red, now translucent and hazy. "Crap…" Isaac stated to himself as his once prized possession, was now just a memory, but decided to keep it with him for keepsake. He then turned his attention to the small black orb floating above its pedestal, giving off embers and slight warmth.
Out of curiosity, Isaac made his way over to the object and stopped 1 foot before it, then cautiously inched towards it, and reached out as if to touch it, but he felt no heat. Finally making contact with the strange sphere, Isaac was very surprised to find that it did not burn, and it was not even that hot. It was just comfortingly warm, he held it with both hands, inspecting the strange orb, staring into its infinite darkness. It started to melt, now that would not have been a problem for Isaac, if it wasn't melting INTO his hands. Panicking on the inside he looked at his hands to see the orb was gone. Isaac felt this warm feeling in his hands that advanced up his arms and into his chest until it reached his heart. Then it remained stagnant there for a few seconds before his entire body was overwhelmed by warmth. glowing orange and floating in the air, Isaac could not say or think of anything at the moment. He was in awe of the feelings spreading over him and washing over every limb of his body like waves of fire. The glow and warmth dwindled then left, dooming Isaac to fall to the ground. Thankfully he was ready for it, and was able to land on his hand and knees. after rising shakily to his feet, Isaac looked at his hands for a minute and concentrated. A wisp of orange fire appeared a few inches above his hands, and he gazed at it in awe and wonder of what he had just done. he thought for a second, pondering all of the possibilities of what he had just learned. Getting an idea, Isaac put his left foot forward ant thrust his hand forward through the air. A fireball the size of his fist flew through the air before colliding with the wall and creating a charred spot, he chuckled at his new abilities rather mischievously. Advancing towards the doorway he grinned and stated "well… zombies aren't too bad now, are they." He closed his hand around a small fire dancing above his palm and left the room.
Oooooh what have we here?! Isaac has Fire Mind! You can say the enemy will be feeling the heat! …no? Ok… well now Isaac is truly on fire! …I'm so sorry… -.-
once again i would like to say thank you to all of my readers! the next chapter should be out soon. and finally...
Until next time!