Author's Notes: Thank you to all who reviewed my fic.

Mystery Writer5775: I am sorry to hear that and I appreciate you being honest with me.

Smallvillegirl2: I hope you had a wonderful birthday and got everything you wanted. You better believe Himmler has something up his slimy sleeve. I can't wait to see Dark Knight, but I'm still partial to Jack Nicholson, he had the best lines.

Shining Zephyr: Yes Danny does have his hands full and don't you love Brody, "the man gets lost in his own museum." Vlad has indeed opened up a can of worms with Zazic.

Chapter XXI: Wewelsburg

Aleister Crowley (1935)

"Where do you think he's keeping the Scepter?" Danny asked as we looked around the massive temple of evil. I could sense his mind with overloaded with the horrific sights around him.

The castle was decorated inside with Swastikas and Sig Runes while the drab atmosphere of the castle didn't help either.

"My guess would be he has it the reliquary," the Archaeologist said as we walked into the main hall and began searching for the entrance to Himmler's stash room but that soon that would be the least of our problems.

"Uh, guys I think we have a problem," Danny said as I look around and saw we were surrounded by Himmler's elite SS.

"I knew he knew I wouldn't give us a break," Dr. Jones said as he took out his whip and a battle began to ensue, "everyone stay together he ordered as he snatched a pistol away from a Nazi and began shooting the others.

"Come on he'll need help," I told Showenhower as I took out my pistol and began shooting the enemies. The Nazis began to fall and realizing they're outnumbered they retreated.

"That was almost too easy," Brody said as Jones frowned at the statement, "I'd hate to see what he has in store for us later on," he said before we continued our journey into Himmler's fortress.

Connor (Present Day)

"Where are you taking us, I thought we were going to see CW?" I asked our guide as we came to what seemed a prison. It was large and foreboding and something told me that we should flee before we causing trouble.



Wulf turned and growled bearing his fangs before saying, "Ni devas ..i savi Danni unuan, kiu scias kiu(j) Walker estas faranta ŝi," as I backed away like you would from a stray animal.

"Please we don't time for this," Lucy shouted, "Wulf, we trust you lead on," she said as the ghost continued on and we followed him until we were face to face with two huge iron doors.

"There has to be a way in," Speed reasoned as he looked at the massive door and went to examine the door only fall through it.

"I didn't not you were a Cleared Thetan Clear, Speed," I told him amazed that Speed had obviously reached the highest level a person can reach in Scientology. "Speed you think you can create a universe where girls worship me?" I asked him excited as Sam rolled her eyes.

"He's not a Cleared Thetan Clear, in the Ghost Zone humans can phases through objects like ghosts," she said walking through the door followed by Tucker, Lucy who opened the door for Wulf.

"Dankon," the ghost said as he entered the room allowing him to enter followed lastly by me.

"Iam ajn," Sam replied as she closed the door but stopped as the sound of screaming echoed through the building sending a chill down our spine. "We have to hurry," she said as she started to run down the hall with us following her hoping we're not too late.

Dr. Showenhower (1935)

"That was too easy," Jones said as the last of guards left and we continued our search for the reliquary. I could sense that the encounter had him uneasy as it did for all of us but I had other thoughts on my mind.

Himmler's reliquary is said to be the greatest storehouse of Occult relics known in existence. Stories persist of Himmler possessing the skull of Nostradamus and using it as a chalice along with grimiores written by Simon Magus, Faust, and other sorcerers.

"Lydia!" I whispered to my wife as she walked over to me, "We've found the mother lode of Occult artifacts," I told her smiling. Once I get my hands on them I'll be the most powerful occultist in the world. I'll make Himmler bow before me and be my slave. I'll be able to take over the papacy and establish my family as rulers of all Europe!

"Do you think Jones will let you take them?" she asks cautiously knowing if Jones would get suspicious of my motives.

"Do…," I began to say as I gazed up at a mural on the wall, "it can't be," I said with awe. I could hardly believe that he has it.

"What is it?" she asked as she looked up at the work of art. It depicted Himmler holding a spear in his hands. However it wasn't just any spear it was the Spear of Longinus.



According legend, Longinus was the soldier who thrust his spear into Jesus' side as he hung on the cross. The blood of the Nazarene was said to imbue the spear with otherworldly powers first demonstrated when the blood that dripped from the spear curried Longinus of his bad eyesight.

It is said that whoever possesses the spear will rule the world starting with Constantine and continuing to the present day which shall soon include me.

"Showenhower, we've found a passage way," Crowley said snapping me out of my fantasy as I turned to see everyone looking at a wall decorating with a large stone Swastika on it.

I watched as Crowley placed his hand on it and turned the bent cross to the right causing a secret door to be revealed that led us into another room.

Danni (Present Day)

"had enough girl," the guard asked as he turned off the electricity. The last drops of sweat I had poured down my face as I panted in exhaustion. I felt like I was having a heart attack as my heart fought to escape my chest. "Well?" he asked coldly.

I stared at him with contempt; I could care less what he wanted right now I was in too much pain. If could I would spit in his face but my mouth is dried up and in too much pain to even think about doing it.

"Maybe another treatment will make you talk," he said pressing the button on the remote.

I screamed in agony as the electricity flowed through my body, I clutched my chains fiercely wrapping them around my wrists trying to endure the pain. If my tear ducts weren't tuned to dust now tears would pour down my face and I would drink them thankful for any moisture in my mouth.

The guard studied for me a second, "ah, are you thirsty," he asked as I stared at him. He took something out of his coat pocket, it was a bottle of water but it was brackish water mixed with dirt and debris. He removed the cap, "Here enjoy," he shouted as he splashed it in my face.

I coughed and sputtered trying to cough up the water that went up my nose. The horrible taste made the pain in my mouth even worse.

"I'll help you dry off," he said turning on the electricity again, my nerves were on fire and the pain was unbearable and soon the prison faded into blackness.

Heinrich Himmler (1935)

"Everything is lined up, Mein Reichsführer," the medic said making the final adjustment and examining our test subject, "The stimulant should make sure he is conscious during the process," he said checking the IV in the subject's neck.

"Blut-Druckdosetest Nr. Fünf, begin," I said as flipped the switch and watched as the machine roared to life and the red liquid began to flow into the tubes and towards the container. "The anticoagulants are working," I noted to myself as the blood continued to flow.



"One point four liters successfully drained," my assistant said as I watched the test subject become pale. Now would come the critical part of the experiment- to see if the heart continued pumping or would stop like all the others.

"Doktor, was der Puls ist?" I asked him as he checked the monitor and shook his head.

"Schwach, hat es nicht viel Zeit," he said as I bit my lip in anger and removed my glass massaging my temple in frustration. "Vielleicht sollten wir einen Bruch nehmen," he said as he went to shut down the device.

"NEIN!" I shouted grabbing his hand, "das Fliegenkind is at my doorstep and we will not have another chance like this, wir fahren fort," I said as he pulled back terror shining through his eyes, "Habe ich mich klargestellt?" I asked him putting my glasses back on.

"Kristall," he sighed as he saluted me before going back to work.

Sam (Present Day)

"This place sure is creepy," Connor said as we walked along the hall trying to find where Walker was keeping Danielle prisoner at. "Whoever heard of a…," he began to complain until Lucy covered his mouth.

"Would you shut up for once," she hissed as he looked sheepishly. "Now help look for…," she began to say before freezing.

"Kio estas malĝusta?" Wulf asked walking up and looking in the cell as a look of terror played across his face, "Plaĉi (al) lasi ŝin est nur dormante," he said fearfully, his tone made it seem as if he was praying.

"What's wrong," I asked as I walked up to the cell and saw Danielle chained against the wall unconscious. "Tucker give me your glasses," I tell my friend as he looks at me annoyed.

"Why…hey!" he asked as I snatched them and walked through bars to where the girl laid.

I placed the a lens under her mouth and watch as a little bit of condensation appeared on the edge, "she's still alive but we have to hurry," I told everyone, "Connor do you have…," I began to say as I heard someone coming.

"Star manoenmane, rapide!" Wulf ordered as he grabbed Speed's hand who followed suit as he turned us invisible.

"I thought I heard something?" Walker's voice asked as he bullet walked down the hall. The warden seemed to be on edge. "Bullet, do you smell that?" he asked sniffing the air. "It smells like wet fur," he noted as Bullet looked at him.

"It's probably just from the last time you captured Wulf, sir," Bullet said as the two continued to walk until they I couldn't see them anymore.



"That was close," I said as Wulf made us visible again and I went to free Danielle from her chains.