Erron makes his way around the Museum and encounters the last person he wanted to meet.
Erron Black waited in the bathroom stall. Conveniently there was a window in the Museum bathroom telling Erron exactly when the sun would go down.
When it finally did he left the bathroom, and quietly tiptoed his way to the marble staircase leading to the 2nd floor. He noticed the T Rex skeleton was missing, as was Teddy Roosevelt as he heard his horse attempting to break some janitor's closet.
Great just fucking fantastic. Erron was probably gonna have to deal with that later. But that was a problem for future Erron Black, right now his priority is getting to that Tablet.
"AHHHH!" Someone shouted as large footsteps and a mighty roar came from down the hall where Columbus usually stood(now also gone).
When Erron went to investigate the commotion, he found that same young man from before as the mercy of the giant T Rex skeleton.
Holy shit. Erron thought. He faced his fair share of dangerous game in Outworld but living skeletons were not part of his résumé. Doesn't help he didn't have any of his usual hunting equipment. Not much of it would help, as Erron seriously doubted a tranquilizer dart would be effective against a literal oversized pile of bones. Erron whistled getting the T Rex's attention, he had a plan.
It noticed Erron and came charging right at him. Roaring as every footstep it made quaked the ground beneath Erron's feet. He quickly turned the other way, attempting to outrun the size pile of bones.
It ran past Erron and cornered him. Erron with little options left pulls his severed Tarktan blade. Just when Erron was about to throw it out of desperation he noticed something... odd.
He saw the creature's head moved towards the blade in curiosity. Erron wanted to test something...
He swayed the blade from left-to-right the skull of the skeleton following along. This thing is nothing more than an oversized puppy dog. Erron never had pets growing up, so this was new to him. It was sort of adorable how the skeleton wagged its bonny tail, eager to play fetch. "You want it?" Erron teased attempting to sound playful. The skeleton nodded its skull in approval, bobbing up and down.
"GO, LONG BOY!" Erron shouted as he threw the blade over the skull as the skeleton immediately turned around. It's tail hitting Erron landing him face-first into the marble staircase.
Ahh that' gonna leave a sore in the mourning. Erron shrugged off the pain as he saw the kid enter a hallway. Fuck him, Erron needed to get to that Tablet first and foremost. If he recalled from his visit earlier today the Egypt wing was on the third floor he needed to find the nearest elevator.
He passed by some cavemen, unsure if he was friend or foe. "You guys know where the nearest elevator is?" Erron asked politely.
All four-pointed in different directions aimlessly, one even pointed to the ceiling. Erron sighed knowing he should've expected this. That what he gets from attempting to reason with actually Neanderthals, they make Reptile look like Einstein in comparison. This truly says something, Erron didn't know what but it meant something.
He walked his way around and passed by an Eastern Island Head. "You new dum dum?" His loud voice boomed startling Erron.
"Who the hell you calling dum dum?" Erron was slightly offended at the insult.
"You dum dum. You bring me gum gum?" The Head asked like a spoiled child, in a candy store.
"No I don't have any goddam 'gum gum', now if you could-" A loud crash interrupted Erron's response. He looked back to find Atilla the Hun and his men pointing at Erron.
"You an intruder dum dum?" The Head asked confused. "You better run run, from Atilla the hun hun." The head warned Erron.
Erron didn't worry and ignored the Island Head's warning. He was goddam Erron Black: He never runs away from danger. He pulled his pistols and began firing away, bullets tearing right through him. That did little in impeding their advancements that angered them even further. Causing them to run faster that Erron.
Shit. Erron Black perhaps for the very first time found himself in a situation he couldn't shot his way out of guns a-blazing. He did want probably every other person would do in this circumstance: Run away with their tails between their legs.
Erron dashed for the elevator down the hall, the Huns were catching up to him. Fast. He needed a distraction, but it donned on him. He packed a nether beast trap, he didn't intend to use it this manner, but desperate times calls for desperate measures. When he finally reached the elevator he pushed the button going up as he set up the trap. Just as the door opened he slid the trap towards the Huns. It catches Atilla right in the leg, his men attempting to free him. Erron rushed to get into the elevator pushed to button to close the door.
When it finally it, Erron sighed in relief. He turned around with a sword at his neck. Just his fucking luck, meeting the Bronze statue of Christopher Columbus.
"Who are you and what is your business?" He asked in Italian.
"I'm just a humble man, making sure the Tablet of Ahkmenrah doesn't get stolen," Erron responded back in Italian, you travel halfway around the world and not pick some languages at very least basic phrases.
Just when the Elevator doors open up it revealed the last person he wanted to see tonight: His own fucking father