Chapter 5
Clyde found himself outside the
Empire with no way of getting in. There
were no guards on the outside because it is almost impossible to enter.
"How come the front door never works" Clyde
said to himself under his breath. "I'd better
canvas the sides, maybe there's some sort of alternate entrance." Very slowly, Clyde
made his way around the building, checking very carefully for traps or
alarms. As he was half way through with
the back he noticed something, as small panel was sticking out. Clyde took out his
dagger and slowly began to work on it. After about 10 minutes it fell off. Clyde looked inside. At first it just appeared to be nothing, but
when he turned his head, he saw that it was some sort of shaft that led straight
up. "That looks about 40 feet straight
up, but I guess I have no other option." Clyde entered the shaft and kicked his feet
directly into the sides, using the soles of his boots to keep himself from
slipping, he slowly moved them up one at a time. It took him nearly 20 minutes to reach the
top. After slowly removing the panel to
the inside, his view was obstructed by something. Something big. Not knowing what it was, Clyde
jumped out and found himself behind a magi-tek armor robot.
"Did you hear something?"
Clyde wasn't sure where the voice was
from, so he jumped onto the leg of the robot and climbed up. He was half way up the back when he saw where
the voice came from. Two people looked
down from the top of the robot and saw him. Clyde climbed up as fast as possible and pulled
out his dagger. The two men didn't have
proper weapons, but one had a welding torch and the other had a large
wrench. Clyde
kicked the one with the wrench in the neck and knocked him over, then went
after the man with the torch. He threw
his dagger and got it right through his wrist, he dropped the torch and Clyde
walked over, pulled the dagger out of his wrist and put it through his
neck. He picked up the torch and walked
over to the guy that he kicked in the neck. He opened his mouth, put the torch right in front of it and put it on
full blast.
After this Clyde looked around, he
had a good view of the area around him. There was no one else in this room. Clyde climbed down slowly and made his was
towards the door. He slowly opened it
and looked left. No one. He looked right, two guards with there backs
turned. He started to go left very
slowly. After he rounded a corner, he
saw an elevator. "There's no fuckin'
staircase in here. If there is, it's by
the damn guards. Shit, I gotta take the
elevator." Clyde
pressed the button and waited. After he
went in, he saw there were 13 floors. He
pressed the button for 13. He stepped in
and waited. "When I get out, just keep
running" Clyde said to himself. He grabbed his dagger but it fell to the
floor. He looked at his hand which was
shaking uncontrollably with fear. He
bent over to pick it up, and the elevator stopped on the 7th
floor. "Oh shit" said Clyde
under his breath. A woman casually
looked at him and walked in.
"You must be in that performance tomorrow, huh?"
"Yeah, that's it"
"Well, thanks for getting me out of work. God this place is so dull."
"Tell me about it." The elevator stopped on floor 10.
"Well, good luck, this where I get off."
"Have a good day." Clyde
said. As soon as the doors closed he
doubled over and let out a big sigh of relief. "Goddamn that was too fuckin' close." Clyde stood up as the elevator began to slow for
floor 13. "Get ready Clyde." As soon as the doors opened he ran out with
his dagger screaming. Then he stopped
and looked. There was no one. It was just a long, empty hallway with two
large double doors at the end. Clyde
walked up to the doors and flung them open. He walked into the room and saw a man sitting in a chair at the end of
the room. "Ghestal!"
"Yes, I am he. How
may help you?" He said with a rather
sinister smile.
"My name is Clyde, and I am your
executioner." Ghestal stood up and
looked at him.
"Try" he said. Clyde
took out his dagger and ran full charge. He was two feet away from having his dagger pierce his face when he
suddenly froze. "Have you ever heard of
the lost art of Magic Clyde? It is
supposedly non-existent in this world, but I have my methods. This type of particular Magic is called
Stop. It locks all the joints of the
targets body." Clyde
was doing his best to struggle or do something to get out of it, but he couldn't
move at all. "It was really quite
impressive how you made it here. Climbing up the shaft without a rope. Killing two of my
engineers. Sneaking
past the two guards to get to the elevator. Are you at all surprised that I know what you've
been doing? Well Clyde"
Ghestal starts circling around him "I've had my eye
on you for awhile. We are very similar you
and me, more than you know." Stop fades
away on Clyde's head, but remains on the rest of his
body.
"What do you mean by that?" Clyde snapped back.
"I could tell you, but that ruin the fun."
"Does it look like I'm having fun?!?!"
"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough, just ask an old
friend of mine, you know him."
"What are you talking about?"
"When you get back to your crap town, talk to Giles Wallace."
"What does Mr. Wallace have in common with you?"
"You wanna know something,
Mr. Wallace has been lying to you. His
real name is Giles Redington." Clyde's face turns to a
look of confusion. "I'm going to cast a
spell called warp, you'll be outside in a few seconds. I suggest you have a nice talk with ol' Giles." At the
end of the sentace, Clyde disappeared.
"Would you like him killed next time he comes?" Said a guard who came in through a hidden
door.
"No. Infact, next time open the door for him. He'll be a valuable member of the Empire."
Clyde walked away from the Empire and
jumped into the boat. Mr. Wallace looked
at the dagger which had blood on it and smiled approvingly.
