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MONASTERY - HIMALAYAS, NEPAL
"You cannot stop me. I am invulnerable." The man lifted an intricate sword from its mounting no the wall and pointed it at the four invaders.
Misleading Sloane had eventually led to his demise but the two men and women before him would have to be killed quickly for fear of them ruining the temple's carefully laid plans.
The sword was drawn up and caught the glint of the falling sun from the large windows behind. With a gush the sword came plummeting down toward flesh.
Irina felt the sting of the metal encountered her bicep; the blade so sharp that the cut seemed effortless. Her three companions watched awestruck as the golden brown skin parted, allowing a rush of deep red blood to spill over the edges.
Sydney's leg came in firm contact with the monk's wrist before he had time to raise the sword again. In the same moment Irina's hand moved to press heavily on the wound marring her left arm. She winced at the pain the action caused but refused to allow herself a moan of pain. Jack lunged for the fallen sword and gripped it with seriousness.
"Vaughn, Sydney, go find the machine; it should be close by." Irina ordered while Jack kept the tip of the blade trained on the monk.
The young couple abandoned the room expeditiously in search of the Rambaldi machine. Jack chanced a glance at Irina and found her eyes burning with unrestrained rage at the monk.
"You should never have come. You will not leave here alive." The man's omniscient words were grating on Jack's nerves; he had listen to Sloane utter similar phrase throughout their 'friendship'.
"You've obviously neglected to notice I am now the one holding the sword." Jack's voice held no emotion.
"Why keep Sydney for two years and then let her go?" Irina asked, driving the sense of pain from her mind. Her breathing remained rapid as she felt the burning sensation nipping of the edges of her brain, anticipating their strike.
"Sydney was never supposed to leave the temple. She was to be present for the shift in power but alas her fear and naivety gave her cause to run from those that cared for her. Her soul is tainted once again, Buddha will not accept her therefore she must be eliminated."
"Your misconceptions are so abundant, they don't deserve a response." Irina spit out.
"You have been influenced by the Hindu beliefs. I knew the moment you entered the room but the smell of your blood only reassures me. It is the retched stench of evil." Irina's eyes widened in disbelief at the monk. "I shall take great pleasure sending you piece by piece to the darkness." The monk smiled and Jack's blood reached boiling point
"I realize now how right my wife was when telling us not to bring weapons to the temple. She said it was an insult to the culture but it is obvious she missed seeing me wield a sword." Jack changed his stance to one of impending attack.
"I have already told you I am invincible. You will not be able to hurt me." The monk relaxed his shoulders.
"I'll have to see that to believe it." Jack's words were punctuated by driving the blade through the sternum of the monk. The monk stood motionless, unwilling to defend himself against the danger he faced.
Seconds after Jack had withdrawn the blade, no one moved or spoke. The monk remained stoic and at peace. Slowly, however his hands came up to his chest and pressed lightly to the location the sword had ripped through. His expression became one of wonderment when his hands came away with bright red blood, telling of an artery having been punctured.
"This cannot be." He whispered, falling to his knees.
"You and Sloane were fools to think you could use Rambaldi's works for your own purposes. But you were even greater fools to think Sydney was the key. The machine worked on her only because of her connection to me." Irina hissed. The pain made her accent thick. "I am the one you were searching for. It is my blood that must be used to complete the prophesy and it is my power to wield once it is over." Jack's eyes widened at his wife's words and missed the monk as he sunk lower to the ground and dropped into unconsciousness.
"Irina." Jack breathed. "You knew?" His brow furrowed in a mixture of anger and confusion.
"No. I thought Sydney was the key to Rambaldi's prophecy. That was until he cut my arm open." Irina indicated the monk lying prone on the floor. "The pain is very real but the wound is already beginning to heal itself. That is how I knew I was the one Rambaldi spoke of and how I knew the device was close by. Being in close proximity was enough to power the machine." Irina took her hand away from her upper arm for Jack to see the large slash becoming smaller with each passing second.
"Remarkable." He whispered and ran his fingers over it.
Sydney and Vaughn charged into the room with the device between them. They placed it on the floor near to Jack and Irina. "We have to leave quickly. The people here know what we came for and they're definitely not pleased." Vaughn said with hurried excitement. "There are two snowmobiles at the east side of the temple."
"A little out of place, don't you think." Irina said ironically.
Jack watched in horror as a drop of Irina's blood fell from her bent elbow onto the surface of the machine. Like a mother opening her arms for her child the machine broke apart and lit up with power. Vaughn and Sydney stared at the device in stunned silence while Jack and Irina shared a look of fear between them.
A groan from the fallen monk startled them into tearing their eyes from the machine. He was waking from his unconsciousness and Jack notice the blood had cease to run down his chest; the machine was working without being directed.
"Jack." Irina said cautiously.
"We have to get out of here quickly." He ordered.
Sydney and Vaughn hesitated for only a moment before bolting out the doors, followed by her parents. They ran to the east exit and headed for the snowmobiles parked at the side. A hasty sweep of the vehicle was all they had time to expedite before climbing aboard.
"Dad, that device is dangerous. We can't just leave it here." Sydney yelled at him over the roar of the snowmobile's idling engines.
"Sydney, just get on and leave that to your mother and I. We'll meet you at the bottom." Jack got on his on snowmobile and turn one last time to Vaughn and Sydney on the other. "What ever you two do, don't stop and don't look back. Just head straight down the mountain."
Vaughn and Sydney took off after nodding their understanding at Jack. Irina wrapped her arms tightly around Jack's middle, anticipating the ride.
"We should get as much of a head start as possible." Irina said in his ear making Jack smile. He was continually surprised how sharp his wife could be.
They started to move down the mountain, at top speeds when Irina reached into Jack's front pocket and pulled out a small device. "Now aren't you glad you didn't remove the charges from my bag?" He felt Irina smile against his back that noticeably was missing his pack.
She held the device in both her hands around Jack's waist. "You can gloat about it some other time."
"I love you." Jack said, hoping his words wouldn't get lost in the wind.
Irina kissed the back of his neck and hugged him tight. "I love you too."
"Do it." Jack said sternly and Irina decompressed the trigger on the explosives.
For a moment there was complete silence as though mother-nature wanted the blast to make the greatest impact possible. Then all hell broke loose. The first blast was the loudest and largest but was followed by many smaller ones. The entire temple lit up the darkening sky and lost all structural integrity. Nothing remained of the monastery or of the device nestled inside.
Irina held her breath and waited for the next sounds that were sure to accompany the blast. It seemed the mountain was trying to trick them into a false sense of safety as it took a minute and a half more before the rumbles of an impending avalanche began. The snow began to shift on the top of the mountain and break apart. It's slide started slow but picked up speed with each meter it covered.
Jack and Irina knew there was a great possibility the avalanche may out run them but they were determined to go down fighting it every step of the way. Traveling ninety miles an hour was the best they could do on the snowmobile and with their head start they hoped they would luck out. They knew they had to make it out of the valley and up the smaller hill adjacent to them before they were truly safe but the snow was licking at their heals and their hope began to fade.
Please Review (-:
So long and then I leave it like this. I've said it before and I'll say it again. EVIL!!!! I'm evil. (-;
MONASTERY - HIMALAYAS, NEPAL
"You cannot stop me. I am invulnerable." The man lifted an intricate sword from its mounting no the wall and pointed it at the four invaders.
Misleading Sloane had eventually led to his demise but the two men and women before him would have to be killed quickly for fear of them ruining the temple's carefully laid plans.
The sword was drawn up and caught the glint of the falling sun from the large windows behind. With a gush the sword came plummeting down toward flesh.
Irina felt the sting of the metal encountered her bicep; the blade so sharp that the cut seemed effortless. Her three companions watched awestruck as the golden brown skin parted, allowing a rush of deep red blood to spill over the edges.
Sydney's leg came in firm contact with the monk's wrist before he had time to raise the sword again. In the same moment Irina's hand moved to press heavily on the wound marring her left arm. She winced at the pain the action caused but refused to allow herself a moan of pain. Jack lunged for the fallen sword and gripped it with seriousness.
"Vaughn, Sydney, go find the machine; it should be close by." Irina ordered while Jack kept the tip of the blade trained on the monk.
The young couple abandoned the room expeditiously in search of the Rambaldi machine. Jack chanced a glance at Irina and found her eyes burning with unrestrained rage at the monk.
"You should never have come. You will not leave here alive." The man's omniscient words were grating on Jack's nerves; he had listen to Sloane utter similar phrase throughout their 'friendship'.
"You've obviously neglected to notice I am now the one holding the sword." Jack's voice held no emotion.
"Why keep Sydney for two years and then let her go?" Irina asked, driving the sense of pain from her mind. Her breathing remained rapid as she felt the burning sensation nipping of the edges of her brain, anticipating their strike.
"Sydney was never supposed to leave the temple. She was to be present for the shift in power but alas her fear and naivety gave her cause to run from those that cared for her. Her soul is tainted once again, Buddha will not accept her therefore she must be eliminated."
"Your misconceptions are so abundant, they don't deserve a response." Irina spit out.
"You have been influenced by the Hindu beliefs. I knew the moment you entered the room but the smell of your blood only reassures me. It is the retched stench of evil." Irina's eyes widened in disbelief at the monk. "I shall take great pleasure sending you piece by piece to the darkness." The monk smiled and Jack's blood reached boiling point
"I realize now how right my wife was when telling us not to bring weapons to the temple. She said it was an insult to the culture but it is obvious she missed seeing me wield a sword." Jack changed his stance to one of impending attack.
"I have already told you I am invincible. You will not be able to hurt me." The monk relaxed his shoulders.
"I'll have to see that to believe it." Jack's words were punctuated by driving the blade through the sternum of the monk. The monk stood motionless, unwilling to defend himself against the danger he faced.
Seconds after Jack had withdrawn the blade, no one moved or spoke. The monk remained stoic and at peace. Slowly, however his hands came up to his chest and pressed lightly to the location the sword had ripped through. His expression became one of wonderment when his hands came away with bright red blood, telling of an artery having been punctured.
"This cannot be." He whispered, falling to his knees.
"You and Sloane were fools to think you could use Rambaldi's works for your own purposes. But you were even greater fools to think Sydney was the key. The machine worked on her only because of her connection to me." Irina hissed. The pain made her accent thick. "I am the one you were searching for. It is my blood that must be used to complete the prophesy and it is my power to wield once it is over." Jack's eyes widened at his wife's words and missed the monk as he sunk lower to the ground and dropped into unconsciousness.
"Irina." Jack breathed. "You knew?" His brow furrowed in a mixture of anger and confusion.
"No. I thought Sydney was the key to Rambaldi's prophecy. That was until he cut my arm open." Irina indicated the monk lying prone on the floor. "The pain is very real but the wound is already beginning to heal itself. That is how I knew I was the one Rambaldi spoke of and how I knew the device was close by. Being in close proximity was enough to power the machine." Irina took her hand away from her upper arm for Jack to see the large slash becoming smaller with each passing second.
"Remarkable." He whispered and ran his fingers over it.
Sydney and Vaughn charged into the room with the device between them. They placed it on the floor near to Jack and Irina. "We have to leave quickly. The people here know what we came for and they're definitely not pleased." Vaughn said with hurried excitement. "There are two snowmobiles at the east side of the temple."
"A little out of place, don't you think." Irina said ironically.
Jack watched in horror as a drop of Irina's blood fell from her bent elbow onto the surface of the machine. Like a mother opening her arms for her child the machine broke apart and lit up with power. Vaughn and Sydney stared at the device in stunned silence while Jack and Irina shared a look of fear between them.
A groan from the fallen monk startled them into tearing their eyes from the machine. He was waking from his unconsciousness and Jack notice the blood had cease to run down his chest; the machine was working without being directed.
"Jack." Irina said cautiously.
"We have to get out of here quickly." He ordered.
Sydney and Vaughn hesitated for only a moment before bolting out the doors, followed by her parents. They ran to the east exit and headed for the snowmobiles parked at the side. A hasty sweep of the vehicle was all they had time to expedite before climbing aboard.
"Dad, that device is dangerous. We can't just leave it here." Sydney yelled at him over the roar of the snowmobile's idling engines.
"Sydney, just get on and leave that to your mother and I. We'll meet you at the bottom." Jack got on his on snowmobile and turn one last time to Vaughn and Sydney on the other. "What ever you two do, don't stop and don't look back. Just head straight down the mountain."
Vaughn and Sydney took off after nodding their understanding at Jack. Irina wrapped her arms tightly around Jack's middle, anticipating the ride.
"We should get as much of a head start as possible." Irina said in his ear making Jack smile. He was continually surprised how sharp his wife could be.
They started to move down the mountain, at top speeds when Irina reached into Jack's front pocket and pulled out a small device. "Now aren't you glad you didn't remove the charges from my bag?" He felt Irina smile against his back that noticeably was missing his pack.
She held the device in both her hands around Jack's waist. "You can gloat about it some other time."
"I love you." Jack said, hoping his words wouldn't get lost in the wind.
Irina kissed the back of his neck and hugged him tight. "I love you too."
"Do it." Jack said sternly and Irina decompressed the trigger on the explosives.
For a moment there was complete silence as though mother-nature wanted the blast to make the greatest impact possible. Then all hell broke loose. The first blast was the loudest and largest but was followed by many smaller ones. The entire temple lit up the darkening sky and lost all structural integrity. Nothing remained of the monastery or of the device nestled inside.
Irina held her breath and waited for the next sounds that were sure to accompany the blast. It seemed the mountain was trying to trick them into a false sense of safety as it took a minute and a half more before the rumbles of an impending avalanche began. The snow began to shift on the top of the mountain and break apart. It's slide started slow but picked up speed with each meter it covered.
Jack and Irina knew there was a great possibility the avalanche may out run them but they were determined to go down fighting it every step of the way. Traveling ninety miles an hour was the best they could do on the snowmobile and with their head start they hoped they would luck out. They knew they had to make it out of the valley and up the smaller hill adjacent to them before they were truly safe but the snow was licking at their heals and their hope began to fade.
Please Review (-:
So long and then I leave it like this. I've said it before and I'll say it again. EVIL!!!! I'm evil. (-;