Old Friends

"Where are you Jim?" His voice wailed over a sea of other voices

All were screaming, wailing, and crying and all whispering amongst themselves. His voice seem to be nothing but a whisper. He continued, "Oh Jim where are you?" his voice still screaming amongst the crowd but couldn't be heard. Then black figures began to approach, masked faces and fiery red eyes pondering at the crowd of people below. He wailed even louder but every attempt grew out in vain. He began to disappear into the crowds with his palms grasping for the air. The dark iron sky grew blacker with every call he said and with one final shout he cried,

"Jim...."

Why was he wailing for my name? Jim thought to himself. There Jack laid there dead as the figures pick him up by the neck.

What was this place?

Whispers grew louder piercing through his mind like a dagger. Their voices couldn't be understood

Jim asked again, "What is this place,"

"Jimbo..." He turned seeing the passive gaze of Silver standing infront of him. His robot parts were reduced to mere metal, "Silver?" but Silver began to sink into the ground as if he was in quick sand.

"It was my fault Jim I shouldn't have taken you here..." said Silver disappearing into the ground,

"Wait!" But Jim's vision darkened and before it all went black he saw Lord Gathonir's shadow upon the wall hanging in mid air with his legs dangling over the ground.

It was the end of it, the enemy has triumphed...

-----O-----

Jim woke up from a heavy sleep. When he opened his eyes all he could see was pitched blackness. He felt the ground it was as had as stone. He reached into the darkness only to find that his arms could go and further. He stood up and found out he could walk any farther. He began to hear the sound of rattling chains. Feeling his wrist on his left hand and found out that he was chained upon the wall. His eyes grew used to the darkness and he saw amongst the walls piles of skeletons.

He began to contemplate on what happen earlier. Someone must have subatoged the belt the Aesir couldn't have done it and so was Lord Gathonir he couldn't risk destroying the precious object but who could it was been? Jim thought as gazed at the pile of bones upon the floor. He felt his pocket in one had and took out the Aesir's ring. It had lost much of its color. He had wondered what it was. He stretched out his index finger and slipped the ring. The color seemed to returned. And when he moved his had it changed its number of sides. He gazed intently at it when suddenly there was a loud creak.

Jim turned to the metal door that began to open. Rays of light streamed into the room. Jim blinked several times before seeing a tall man looking down on him. Jim shielded his eyes from the intense luminosity peeking through the door. The person on the doorway was not a man but a Feline. His eyes gazed was unwavering and staring at Jim with all the hate he had within him. Upon his hands he wore thick brown gloves. His fingers clenched in fist behind his back. His arms looked as if he could crush a skull with one palm. Upon his cheeks his whiskers glimmered in the light. Jim gazed at him with a look of alarm. Feline spoke,

"Well Jim we meet again," seeing the astonishment surge up from inside him he spoke with the utmost dread, "Captain Athinel,"

"That's Lord Athinel to you James Hawkins. I see you have meet the Araedarns and the Adamast very nice group of people and so loyal,"

Jim's hate began to build within him as he said, "Lord Gathonir will stop you!"

"Hah Lord Gathonir that empty minded fowl how could he think about stopping the Omniscient one and his regime," the light began to intensify as the door opened wider, "You see Jim the Bayanis organization are just flies buzzing around our head they do not pose any threat you see,"

"Then why have you tried to kill Lord Gathonir," Lord Athinel stood aside and entering the room was a tall Naridonian grinning towards Jim. It was Will, "Well James that was done by William here our most trusted spy you see Jim flies bug us just as the Bayanis do and they need to be killed and Will here has done that Job perfectly," Will approached Jim gazing intently at Jim and he began to speak, "Jim I was the one who betrayed Ynothna and framed him on Montressor he posed a bigger threat upon us you see. He was part of a secret society that claimed the knowledge of the Draetmir the very particle that still stands against us. As the months pass he did his experiments on Draetmir and how to release it and everyday he took a step farther and so the Omniscient one sent me to frame him. I was the only one more close to him than anyone and he didn't suspect it was me who betrayed him the very servant who was most loyal to him framed him in order to get him out of the way. I couldn't have him executed for Aesirs are hard to kill their souls return back to life and their souls are encased in their crystal rings that are impossible to destroy," the light grew thin as the door gradually began to close. Jim began to ponder the ring he wore on his fingures. The two men still standing there still staring at Jim as Lord Athinel took out his pistol and aimed it directly at Jims forehead,

"I had very good times with you at the academy you were my star pupil at that time. All those training missions you managed to pass and always at the top of the class amazing boy it a shame that you should pass away like this Goodbye Jim," at that moment a sudden rush came to the door bursting it wide open and a dark figure stood on the doorway. He had clear blue eyes and a ruffled hair and wore a white Adamast uniform. He rushed into the room and pounced upon Athinel grabbing the pistol. A blast of gunfire resonated through the room as the two men wrestled on the ground. The Man that rushed into the room punched Athinel clear on the face knocking him out.

Then Will grabbed the pistol from Athinel and aimed it at the man but the man reacted quickly and tore the gun away from his direction. The Men punched the man at the stomach and knocked his opponent out instantly. Will cringe on the floor in pain and agony as the man holding the pistol at his hand turned his attention to Jim. Jim was alarmed by the man that rescued him and he gazed upon his face and a flame of recognition surged within him. He had seen this man before the one that he waited for so long to come back to his life. This man was the very person that left him when he was nine years old. The man who he once looked up as a hero only to find out that he was a betrayer. The man was his father.