Sorry it's so late! My computer wasn't working properly so I had to wait to get to appropriate functioning technology =P Anyway...here's chapter 4! Rather short, but I will update on Sunday/Monday with chapter 5, so hang in there, and read on! =D
The following morning, in Turkey
Two black jeeps rumbled down the road of the Turkey desert land. Each jeep carried four men, armed with automatic assault rifles strapped over their backs. They were clothed in white tank tops, and had cloth wrapped over their heads to hide everything on their face except for their eyes. The sand stirred under the tires as the jeeps sped through the desert.
It was just past nine o'clock in the morning, but as far as the tomb raiders were concerned, it was never too early to do some grave robbing. After all, that was what they lived for – breaking into ancient tombs and burial sites for the treasures that lay beyond what the naked eye could see. The man who appeared to be the leader shouted to his comrades to pull the jeeps over at the site of the temple – temple ruins?
The man dismounted from the jeep, approaching the collapsed temple with confusion. Just a day and a half ago, a temple had stood where these ruins were. What had happened in such a short time? He turned to his followers and gestured towards the debris. "Look anyway," he ordered them in Turkish. "There still might be something valuable. You three – keep watch for authorities. Open fire if you have to."
Four of the eight men began to dig through the rubbish, shoving aside large rocks and stones, careful not to upset what still stood. The leader glanced around anxiously, as if waiting for the police to emerge and arrest them. Perhaps they'd destroyed the temple just to draw out the infamous grave robbers – no, why would they do that? They could just hunt them down instead.
The man stopped moving when he caught the glimpse of something moving behind one of the remaining pillars. He nervously took hold of his gun and trekked towards the sight, taking more caution than he usually would. He aimed his gun at the pile of debris that he could've sworn had moved…
Then, without any expectation, the man was thrown backwards as the debris imploded. Dust settled around as the other followers slowly turned their attention to the sight, holding their guns close to their bodies. Then, they saw the figure of a tall, blonde man standing in the midst of the rubbish. One of the men cautiously approached him, keeping his rifle trained on his head. "Hey, you, come over here."
The blonde man did not respond, but he didn't look happy. The gunman loaded his magazine, growing angry. "I said get over here!" he shouted. Then, the blonde man reached his hand forward, shoving the mercenary backwards with a telekinetic surge. The other men began to open fire on him. He staggered a bit, but after a moment, his entire body ignited into green energy, and with a sudden burst, the remaining six men that still stood were killed in an instant.
Karel glared at the bodies of the men he'd murdered. "You humans break so easily," he muttered. Then, in the distance, he heard some movement. He casually glanced back as the debris behind him began to rattle and hum. Then, after a moment, a skeletal knight emerged. He shook the dust from his 'body' and then turned towards Karel. Karel grinned slowly, then turned away, heading towards the jeep in the distance. He climbed into the driver's seat and turned over the ignition. He looked up in time to see the corpse taking seat beside him in the vehicle. After a moment, he pulled away, heading for the small village in the distance.
Karel shoved open the door to the empty, rundown home. Then, he casually entered, as if he owned the place. He seated himself in the chair at the end of the table, leaning forward thoughtfully. After a silent moment, the skeletal knight entered the building as well, slamming the door shut behind him. Karel looked up at him. "The Lux Veritatis aren't around," he said. "You can make yourself comfortable."
The knight remained stationary for a moment. Then, after a brief pause, his profile began to change as he shape-shifted into his true appearance. The eerie, corpse appearance diminished and was replaced with skin and facial features. His short, feather-brown hair fell over his sparkling green eyes, and his warm-toned skin complemented his rugged look. The former skeletal knight stood just less than six feet, and appeared to be nothing more than seventeen or eighteen years old. A sly grin crossed his face as he peered down at Karel. "And risk missing out on my fun?" he asked in a smooth, deep voice.
"You've had your fun," Karel said. "Now, it's time to get to work."
The boy sighed and seated himself at the table, kicking his feet up on the top. "Work? After I've been asleep in a coffin for thousands of years? I'd like to relax for a bit."
"And not in Lemuria?"
"Lemuria can wait," the boy said. "I can return anytime I'd like. Why go home when there are so many other interesting things to see here?"
Karel narrowed his eyes at him. "You seem to think quite freely for yourself…"
"Like any seventeen-year-old kid would do," he said with a grin.
"Very well, then," Karel said, rising. "I've restored you to your glory, given you back your name and profile. Now, you must help me."
"You sound a little suspicious for someone who seems to think of himself as noble and selfless," Siamak said casually.
"Time is of the essence," Karel explained. "At least it is for me."
"Very well," Siamak sighed. "You mentioned the Nephilim army. What about it?"
"My research with the Cabal and Eckhardt several years ago led me to believe that there still may be Nephilim hybrids in the Prague underground city," Karel explained.
"Prague?" Siamak asked. "Not here in Cappadocia, along with me?"
"You were all I needed in Turkey," Karel said.
"And you want to find them?" Siamak asked coolly.
"It is all I've wanted since the dawn of time," Karel responded.
"So what do you need me to do?"
"To become the commander in chief," Karel said slyly. "To help me find the remaining hybrids and conquer the world with them."
"How does it benefit me?" Siamak asked casually.
"You don't seem too interested in returning to Lemuria…" Karel speculated. "What else could you want?"
"What I'm more interested in is the Lux Veritatis girl you presented to me earlier," he said. "If she is who you say she is, then she'll play a key role in both yours and my plans."
"And what is it you want with her?" Karel asked cautiously.
Siamak looked up at him with a casual stare, shrugging his shoulders in simplicity. "To take her powers, of course," he replied. "The tenth child will be more powerful than you could understand. Possibly even more powerful than you."
Karel glared at him. "We'll see that it doesn't happen," he said. "Which is exactly why you need to be the one to possess such powers."
"Don't worry about me," Siamak said, rising with a cool grin. "I know how to manage. All I need is my sword and shield, and I'll be indestructible."
Karel's gaze fell hard upon the boy. "Sword and shield?" he asked.
Siamak eyed him. "Yes, both of them. I need the sword to open the portal to Lemuria. The shield is essentially useless."
Karel turned away, growing angry. "Wouldn't that have been nice to know…?"
"And judging by your reaction, you don't have it…?" Siamak said, folding his arms over his chest.
Karel turned to face him. "I could make one guess at who does," he replied.
Siamak let the rhetoric sink in, slowly dropping his arms. "The tenth child?" he asked.
"Her parents," he corrected him. "The ninth generation Montsegur brother, and his lover, the modern day world explorer extraordinaire, Lara Croft."
"Magnificent," Siamak chided. "It shouldn't be a problem. Just tell me where to find them."
"London, England," Karel replied. "You'll need to find the sword and the girl. Bring them both back, unharmed. And while you're there, you might as well rid us of her parents."
Siamak narrowed his eyes at Karel, grinning subtly. "I'll take care of it," he said.
So what do you think of Siamak now? Guess he's got a few cards up his sleeve too, haha. Too bad for Karel, that damn shield is worthless. I couldn't help myself XD
Alright, like I said, Sunday/Monday, so long as my computer isn't screwing up!! See ya then!