Chapter 8- Follow the body snatcher
Matt ran as fast as he could to Mark, he told him what happened in the hotel room. Far fetched to believe yes, but it happened. "I swear he was going to kill me!" Matt explained, his face still as white as a ghost as he tried to catch his breath. Mark then saw Glen leaving in a great hurry, no bags or anything; he just stormed out of the hotel.
Mark was in quick pursuit when Matt followed him. Jeff just so happened to have been there as was Triple H. "What the hell is going on?" Hunter demanded.
They watched as Kane stood on a patch of grass, he turned and saw the four men and smiled to them. "I'll deal with the likes of you later, but for now… I have a daughter to prepare for!" They watched in utter horror and surprise to see the earth swallow up Glen! Jeff was the first one over to the patch of grass. At first nothing happened. Until Jeff himself was sucked into the ground. Matt ran to help his brother only to be pulled in too!
"What the hell" Mark muttered as he too went into the earth, Triple H followed. They were stunned to end up on an island, nothing but ocean as far as the eye can see. Yet… an odd island stood before them, a huge statue of a half naked woman loomed over the side of it. It's wings fully stretched out. "I am guessing we go there," Matt muttered. "But how?"
Just as Matt asked the question did a large firebird come from the sky, it perched on a golden bar and stared at the four men. "Sh-t" muttered Taker. "How the hell are we to ride that?"
Jeff stepped forward; the Phoenix stared down at him judgingly. Jeff didn't back down as he remained focus on the creature, it screeched out at him. Jeff returned the screech; the bird seemed confused, as was Triple H and the Undertaker. "What the hell…" Hunter asked yet Matt smacked him hard in the shoulder. The bird came off of it's perch and went low to the ground, allowing Jeff onto it's back.
"Mutual respect" Jeff called out. He patted the side of the firebird without being burned and asked of it to carry his friends. The Phoenix lowered itself to the ground allowing the others to climb onto it's back. Taker looked rather worried.
"Where's the seat belt!!" He screamed as it took off into the sky. They held on for dear life, cursing all the way up to the odd island and then being dumped off the back of the creature. The four men screamed as they fell through a roof that was already broke and into the water… they thanked God there was water. The four men swam to the surface, and were stunned. "Who the hell keeps an indoor pool like this in a palace? Then again, much of this doesn't make any damn sense," Taker growled lowly. They swam to shore, but couldn't help but be mesmerized by the items within the confounds of the room.
Getting to dryer ground, they looked about the place, two golden bells a big ass mallet and a crushed face bust that led into a chamber. Looking to the others, Taker nodded his head; it was the way to go.
The halls were dark, as the Hardy's kept their hands on either since in case one were to find something odd. "You think this place would have electrical lighting by now?" Triple H asked aloud, he wasn't going to admit it, but he got the creeps. Taker got chills throughout his body; something was off about this place. Taker knew they should not and don't belong here, but when his best friend is at stake… there is no place he wasn't willing to go.
"What do you think this is?" Matt asked in a whisper. The men froze as they came to the end of a hallway, there was a great leap they had to do before getting to the other side, luckily there was rope hanging from the rooftops. Matt grabbed onto one and tugged to ensure it was safe, he went first. Throwing the rope, Jeff went second. Taker third and Hunter was the last to come across.
The room was black, as it seemed to hover over a bottomless pit; mirrors once covered this room, they could tell by the frames, as well a great battle took place. Shattered glass lay about, as did two bodies that have since decayed to skeletons. Their blood still stained the floor. One had a sword through it's head as another took one to the heart. Split ribs gave that away. "Something tells me they had it rough," muttered Jeff.
Gears and cranks were heard tuning, the sound grew louder and louder came from another room, they grew brave and crossed the skeletons before traveling down a hallway littered with bones and skulls. Mark was startled to see the various skeletons, snakes the size of people, animals that stood on two legs like men… if anyone needed proof of mythical creatures existing… this was the place.
As the gears turned and the cranks grew louder, they came to the end of the hall, a large silver door stood before them and it was open just a crack. Another room. Taker pushed open the doors and was mortified and disgusted to the sight. Before them appeared to be a mummified slug like woman, arms protruded from her in every place, yet they were stiff and frozen in death and decay.
"My God" muttered Matt Hardy. "What the hell is that thing?"
"Your guess is as good as mine, but for now. I want to get Glen back" growled Mark as he looked for a way to get up to the top, rickety boards offered a chance, yet that also meant climbing on parts of the dead creature in order to get up to the next level. Mark saw an easier solution. Silver threads were racing about the walls as some lingered from the ceiling… there were threads being pulled from every which way… some remained still with skeletons hanging from them. Taker turned to the three men with a smirk.
"Oh no, I ain't doing it!" Hunter announced.
"You want us to… Oh God Mark!" protested Matt Hardy.
Mark didn't say a word as he grabbed onto one of the hanging skeletons, he yanked it down hard, the bones crumbled to dust yet the thread was tight, he grabbed onto it just in time as he nearly flew to the top.
"I got to admit it looks like fun!" said Jeff as he followed suit….
