Hey everyone I'm back, and again I'm posting a little bit later than I would like to, but, I have to make the most of it, so here's 'CHECKMATE' chapter 2.
Thundering down large, and small sand dunes, each differing in shapes and sizes, the jeep cluttered and rattled from the force of impact to was receiving, every time to lifted off the ground slightly, then slammed back down on to the ground beneath it.
Nothing happened, it was just sand, and heat all around us, nothing interesting or eye-catching.
Mors tossed and turned in his sleep in the back but that was about it. And Adam had become so still and unmoving, that most would consider him dead, but the was how he rested.
I glanced at him at grimaced.
"Creepy," I sighed.
'Yeah, creepy...lets fuck with him a little bit.'
"Hey Adam, I know your not sleeping, and you pretending just to avoid having a conversation with me isn't going to work," I kept my eyes on him and spoke to him in an attempt to get him to speak, but he didn't move an inch.
"You know, you speak so highly of Blake, and I bet you tell her all this shit about me, yet, you won't let me meet her," I continued on.
"I'm your best pal, you should at least converse with me a bit more, tell me about your life outside your job."
Adam didn't respond, and again, nor did he move, I was to caught up though, so I kept droning on.
"And I'm supposed to be your best man at your wedding and you won't even-"
The car abruptly stopped, as the back wheels were lifted from the ground and the entire car, shaking, was retched forward.
I lurched over the side and was thrown from the front seat onto the ground in front of me. Sand filled my mouth and my nose and spluttered it out, the sound of metal hitting a hard surface, rung out behind, as well as an angered growl, from the beast who had been sleeping among that metal.
I glanced upwards fast enough to Adam, perfectly, flip himself over my downed body and land gracefully in front of me, turning around to give me a confused look.
"Curious," he said. "If I recall, you received the same amount of training as I did, and yet I'm up here," a hand emerged from his cloak and a long, gloved, slender finger pointed at me. "And your down there."
I growled at him pushing myself onto my feet, then dusting myself off. "Guess training didn't kick in fast enough for me this time."
"Disappointing," he responded but chose to ignore him and paid attention to the damage behind me.
Mors sprawled out on the floor, groaning and moaning, as he regained his senses, and blinked furiously and me and Taurus.
I turned my attention to the car, flipped on its side, the front crushed and the engine pierced with a long, black tipped metal, leading up into long, red metal,curved, and covered in intricate black lines, then a black metal pole, stuck from the underside of the blade.
"A...scythe?" I could hear Adams confused tone from behind me, staring at the weapon the protruded from our vehicle.
"Yes, a scythe, but its clearly way more special than an average one," I said, and stalked towards it.
"Incredible craftsmanship, machinery, artillery, and design," I reached out towards the weapon.
"Clearly, someone skillful, and well-equipped, could make and wield something like this."
"And we're ignoring the fact that it just took out our only way back home, and the person who uses this weapon is most likely after us?" Adam sneered at me but I continued towards the weapon.
Then a voice, unfamiliar spoke up from around me.
"Hey thanks, I take quite a lot of pride in my baby's achievements."
I turned my head in time to spotted a red-cloaked figure jump out from beyond the toppled car, flinging themselves at me.
Arms wrapping around my neck, swinging themselves around, so they landed perfectly on the floor, then pulling me down and taking me to the floor. Boot pressed up against my throat.
I reached out with my hands in an attempt to flee, but they had trapped my remaining limbs, underneath me, and my legs just splayed out helplessly.
I glanced at Adam in a pleading manner, who had reached for his blade, but stopped momentarily, when spotting something on the person, I could not see.
He stared at them, then at me, then at them again, and with a final look at me, ran off in a different direction.
The figure went to chase after him, but then stopped, thinking that might cost them their only captive.
Their hooded face fell down towards me, I couldn't spot their faces beneath the darkness.
"Hiya," they spoke to me.
The voice sounded feminine, a female? most likely I guess.
"Hi," I responded.
And she responded with.
"Goodbye," before she struck me across the face, and I blacked out.
_I awoke, laid down, in the hard sand, and the exact same hooded figure, towering over me.
I tried to move but soon found out that I had been immobilised.
But what surprised me the most, was the larger,massively large, sky-tower , that floated high up above me, and and large clock-face, plastered o the top, and different compartments, attached to the towers side.
A slender man entered my view, dressed in a black suit, a green ascot, a top hat, and a monocle.
I smiled silently to myself.
"Monopoly man? is that you?"
The man smiled as well and spoke softly.
"Very funny, Ozpin Pines actually."
He eyed me warily before speaking again.
"Welcome to your new home Mr Arc."
And, done, second chapter is done and uploading now, and I really don't have anything else to say except, see y'all later.
-NS