The Lost Priest
Chapter 27
My Brother's Keeper/Raid
(A/N PLEASE READ THIS!! I'm back with some new ideas. I'm finally getting to the end of this story. I was hoping to add a nice twist but I would have to introduce more characters and that would make it more complicated for me and even you the readers to keep up with everyone. So, I apologize if this chapter, although long, it may seem rushed. In actuality this chapter is two chapters in one. I've dawdled around long enough and even I'm getting tired of this story. So, I'm going to be cutting corners in the next few chapters and cram what's left into the remaining chapters. Thank you for reading and sticking around for this long.)
SOUNDS/sounds
Thoughts
Telepathy
(Last Time)
"Don't go any closer to him, sister," Cain said, stepping between her and his brother. "Abel's not the one in control. THEY are in control of him. THEY are the ones who are to blame not Abel. We want to speak to Abel Nightroad if you all don't mind."
"He's not here anymore, only us," Crusnik hissed, glaring daggers at them. "We control his body now as our own vessel."
"We want to speak to Abel Nightroad," Cain repeated but only got a growl in a response.
"Cain, what are we going to do?" Seth asked, looking up at her elder brother. "What if our brother is lost to us?"
"If we cannot bring him back, then there's only one option left," he said, hearing Seth gasp.
"No! No, you can't do that! I won't let you," Seth barked, pulling on Cain's leg. "Not again! I don't want to lose him again!"
"You've seen what he did to that Millennium soldier. Given the chance that THING will do far worse," Cain snapped pushing Seth away from him. "Let's just pray we can get Abel back before it comes to that."
(Present Time)
Cain didn't know why but over the last few days here in the Empire he begun to feel a change within himself. After spending some time with his family and their friends he started to have light feelings grow for those around him. He almost wanted to laugh at the idea that he could still cared for scum-ball of a planet. He was Contra Mundi after all. Why should he care what happened to this planet?
Yet, he was fighting for this world he despised so much. Perhaps that retched Lilith got the last laugh after all. He thought he was being the one that was manipulative perhaps it was her all along. After all some say that women were the most cunning of all.
But enough about her right now; he'd mull over her later right now he had something else to deal with. His brother was in dire need of some real help right now. The nano-machines were in control of Abel's body and pushed Abel's conciseness out of the light. This thing before him was not his brother.
"How sweet. Now you decide to play family. If you want your miserable brother back you are going to have to fight us," the Crusnik growled with a deadly smirk. "We like being in control of this vessel and he we will remain."
"Seth, I want you to leave," Cain said stepping forward. "Do as I say."
"But, Cain, you can't do this by yourself! Let me help you," Seth retorted, but only got a sharp blast of telekinetic energy in response, sending sailing across the yard.
"GET OF HERE, RIGHT NOW!!" Contra Mundi shouted at her one last time before focusing everything back on the Crusnik. "You want to fight me? Then we'll fight!"
The Crusnik licked his pitch-black lips with delight. This was going to be fun. Which one of them was the strongest? Right now, it looked to be about 50/50; both knowing that the tides could change in an instant. There was a brief pause between them as they stared each other down. The smell of ozone picked up drastically in the air and with that they came at each other headlong; with their weapons in hand, fangs bared, and wings spread wide.
Seth slowly rose up from the pile of debris she had landed in. The hairs on the back of her next stood on end and even her fairy wings were tingling, causing her to shiver. She turned to see Cain and the Crusnik charging each other. When they met saying sparks flew would be far passed an understatement. Electricity shot over in every direction. Red and blue lit up the ground and split second later it lit up the night sky.
Cain had told her to leave but she couldn't do that. This was her family, her big brothers. She got to her feet and stared up carefully at them, following them with her large red eyes. She wanted to do something to help them. She felt helpless right now. If Cain didn't get back Abel what would happen? Until she could spot an opportunity to help she could do nothing much but watch.
(Palace Laboratory)
Isaak looked at the chop-shop version of his large time device and groaned at it. It looked horrible but it was working despite the fact that wires were sticking out everywhere, there were screws and bolts missing, and some things had to be taped together just so that it would hold. He almost wanted to cry at the sight of this—this—this thing.
Now they only needed the coordinates and the man power to take down Millennium. Both of which didn't look good. The best place to attack would be Millennium's HQ but they didn't know where that was. Also their soldiers were running a tad bit to thin. And pulling everyone out of the city to just to take on Millennium's HQ would be disastrous and suicidal here.
"Isaak, sir," one of the techs said, walking up to irate Methuselah and handed him a folder. "We may know where one of the enemy time devices may be located."
"Can we acquire it with what man power we do have?" Isaak asked, grabbing the tech by the front of his coat. "Well, can we?"
"I-I think so. You've g-got us, sir," the tech squeaked out, his golden brown eyes watering in fear. "Th-there are roughly a h-hundred people here in the lab. Most are Methuselah. It w-would be best for us t-to try and get the d-device."
Isaak released the young tech, practically dropping him to the floor. So there were roughly a hundred people here in the lab? It would have to do. They couldn't spare much. Everything was already tight enough as it was. Isaak then climbed up on his desk to get everyone's attention.
"QUIET! QUIET DOWN! SHUT THE HELL UP!" Isaak bellowed out over the chattering people.
Everyone grew quiet and turned to look at Isaak. He only had one shot at this and he need to make this perfectly clear to those in the room.
"It has been reported that one of the enemy time devices has been discovered. We, as in all of us right here, are going to track down this device and obtain it for ourselves. We should hopefully figure out were it leads to and from there device a plan," Isaak announced. "By using both the enemy's and our own device we could help put an end to this mess once and for all. However, when we do obtain the enemy device, finding enough soldiers to take on the enemy's base is going to an even harder step."
"Are we that depleted?" someone asked from the far back of the room. "
"Yes, we are that depleted," Isaak bit out at the man.
"May I make a suggestion then?" the same man spoke up again. "It seems to me that great the Wizard of Machines is forgetting something."
"And that would be?" Wizard barked, not liking the way that man was speaking to him.
There was no response right away. He could only make out someone walking towards him through the throng, pulling someone with him. When the man got closer for Isaak to see him his long black hair started to stand on end like a frazzled pussy cat. When did that bastard of a priest get in?
"Hello, Isaak," William said with sarcastic smirked as he brought a one the palace automated dolls with him. "It's been a while."
"William," was all Isaak said with sinister smirk.
"This here is one of the many automated dolls that take care of the palace with its cooking, cleaning, repairing, and so on. I asked one of the guards here just how many of these dolls they have here in the palace," William grinned, putting a hand on the female doll's shoulder. "They usually have about 200 running at all times they now have 300 to help with the refugees and with wounded and they still have about 100 still in storage. All together they come to about 400 automated dolls. Grant it that isn't much but if we over-write their basic programming with something like battle droid's programming we have found ourselves some more reinforcements."
"But that's 400 dolls we have to reprogram. We don't have that kind of time to get make a program for that. And they're not built for combat!" Isaak snapped. "It will be just more time wasted!"
"Not so," William said, pulling out a disk. "This here is near copy of Tres' battle program. I'm pretty sure someone here in this lab we can wire something up that can program these dolls in large numbers. We don't have to go to each and every one of them."
A moment later a lightly chucky lab tech stepped forward and looked at Isaak and William. He took in a deep breath as he built up the nerve to speak.
"These dolls run on a radio frequency. Whenever we need them we radio them. We may be able to reprogram them all wirelessly at once," the lab tech spoke up. "It should only take a short time, like within 30 minutes or less. But the dormant dolls do have to be booted up manually."
"Ah, splendid! Then I'll hand this over to you," the Professor said sweetly, handing off the battle program to the tech. "And I'll be more than willing to help you activate the dolls. Oh, by the way I have some neat little plans for a new weapon."
"Wordsworth, that is enough," Isaak growled. "We don't have the time!"
"But the plans are very simple. You may be able to convert other things to make this work," William grinned, handing the blueprints of his silver water gun to other lab tech. "Now where are those dolls located?"
Isaak was foaming at the mouth as William and some of his staff left with him. How dare he come in here and take charge of his men and women like that. The Empress herself gave him permission to run this lab. Where did he get the gall to come in here and think differently?
"Hey, I bet we could do this with the equipment from flamethrowers," one the techs said, looking at the plans. "All of these items are easy to come by. This won't take much time to do."
Isaak only growled. What he wouldn't give to hit that bastard priest right about now.
Bolts of red and blue lightning covered the night sky. Those standing below watched in awe at this display of titian powers above them. Never before have they ever seen lightning do such things like change directions in the smallest fraction of a second.
However, the two beings doing that awe-inspiring display did not find the same amusement. One little mistake could mean serious injury or something far worse. Cain was having a harder time than he thought dealing with the power that Abel's nanos were giving him. He came close to getting his wings clipped again and not just his wings but his head as well.
He noticed the moment he started fighting the Crusnik that it was far different from fighting his brother. Everything was totally different. Cain started to wonder if this is how he acted when he let the nanos take hold of him. He thought he was in the one in control, but perhaps they were the ones actually pulling the strings. Like little voices in his head telling him what to do and he followed them without question.
"You are having a hard time fighting us," the Crusnik snarled with a smirk. "You've killed us before why are you holding back now?"
"'Holding back,' am I?!" Cain yelled, flying headlong into the Crusnik's middle.
The Crusnik started to drop towards the ground. The wind was knocked from him and hard. Before he hit the ground he managed to land roughly on his feet only to have Cain strike him in the should with his blood lance. The Crusnik growled at the offending man.
"Give me my brother back," Cain growled back in response and dug the lance in deeper. "Or I'll…"
"Or what? You can't kill us now. If you kill us you kill your brother. Although you've killed us before if our memory is correct," The Crusnik snapped, gripping the lance and pulled himself free. "Why the sudden urge to save the very thing you wanted to destroy in the first place? You are contradicting yourself."
"My brother is not a thing!" Cain barked, thrusting the lance back at the Crusnik only to have the Crusnik's scythe block the attack. "Goddamn bastard!"
"You should know how we feel. You are the same as us. Surely you know what it feels like to be free," The Crusnik said, taking to the air again with Cain on his heels.
"I was never free! You damn Crusnik nanos had me under your spell before I knew it! Abel and Seth broke free when you made me kill Lilith. She was the smartest one out of all of us! She never let you devils control her," Cain hissed, sending a bolt of red lightning at the Crusnik only to have the monster dodge it.
"But you wanted power and you wanted to destroy. So we made that happen for you. It was a symbiotic relationship between us. We gave you the power and you gave us a body," The Crusnik grinned. "What was so bad about that, eh?"
"There was no symbiotic relationship! You bastard nanos told me what to do and I did it without question," Contra Mundi stated, baring his fangs at the Crusnik. "I'm not doing your dirty work any more! I'm in control and this time and what I say goes! Now, I want my brother back!!"
Cain charged at the Crusnik again. He was going to get Abel back even if it killed him. He gripped the Crusnik's right wrist and forced the scythe from his hand. The weapon fell to the ground far below them. The Crusnik growled at Cain.
"Why are you doing this?! Why all of the sudden are you acting like this?! Abel never had a problem regaining control you before! What is the difference?! Tell me," Cain ordered as he struggled to keep hold of the Crusnik.
"You really want to know why? When you sent us to the past we partook in the blood of the undead; the Nosferatu. Abel and ourselves didn't know what it would do to us. It was only a matter of time before the curse took effect. We are fairly new at this. It will take us while to understand all that we are capable of doing?" the Crusnik growled, before biting into Cain's neck and tore a chunk out. "Imagine the power of a Crusnik combined with that of a Nosferatu. You would have had a chance to beat us if was for the new power we obtained!"
"BASTARD!!" Cain screamed in pain and anger as blood poured from his neck. "I'LL KILL YOU!!"
"STOP IT!" Seth yelled, sending an ultra-sonic blast at the Crusnik only to have him throw Cain in front of the attack. "NOOOO, CAIN!!"
The blast hit Cain and sent him soaring towards the distant ground below. Seth took off after her falling brother only to have the Crusnik grab her by her ebony hair. She let out a painful scream before he threw her into a nearby building. Really, was this is all they had to offer him in battle and they dared call themselves Crusniks. Ridiculous. They didn't have the wits or the cruelty to call themselves Crusniks. He snorted at them.
He landed back down to the ground gently beside the body of Cain. Cain was unmoving and blood pooled under him. He knelt down beside the fallen Crusnik just to see if Cain was dead, out cold, or playing possum. As soon as the Crusnik placed a hand on Cain to turn him over he found a set of dagger like, 6-inch nails puncher his neck. Blood oozed from the wounds as Cain slowly sat up and faced the Crusnik.
"I-I see… I Have n-no other choice," Contra Mundi choked out, digging his nails deeper into the Crusnik's neck and pushed him down to the ground on his back. "If I c-can't get Abel to return then I can't let you live! I won't l-let you run amuck and destroy everything! I'll kill you before that can ever happen!"
The Crusnik was unable to speak with Contra Mundi's talons impaled in his throat. He had a look of fear and pain on his pitch black face. He choked and gasped with gargling noises from the blood that gathered in his throat. What could he do to get out of this? Suddenly an idea struck him and his face changed from pain and fear to one of hate and scheming.
You'll kill us?! Hahaha!! I doubt that! You artificial thing of man! You're just a thing and you always will be just a thing! Fabricated rubbish! You and your pathetic family are just dolls that think, eat, and bleed when hurt! You're nothing more than that! You're just false beings!
Cain bared his fangs and raised his other hand to deliver the final bow. How dare he! How dare he say that! He was going to get rid of this monstrosity once and for all! No one dared called him or his family 'artificial things' and got away with it! No body!
With Cain's mind now focused on those vile words, the Crusnik took advantage of the situation and plunged his hand deep within Cain's chest. Cain froze from the pain and the vice-like grip on his heart. He had failed. He, Contra Mundi, had failed. The Crusnik could crush his heart muscle as though it was made of gelatin.
You're scared, aren't you?! Your heart is beating so fast! I can easily crush it and rip out of your body! But you already know that!
Cain didn't have the strength to use his free hand or produce a psychokinetic blast to end this. The pain was unbelievable. All he could do was look down at this thing that was once his brother. Blood flowed from his lips and tears rained down from his eyes. He had failed. The one time where there were no second chances he had failed miserably. There was nothing he could do now.
"I-I failed…" he whispered, closing his eyes in defeat. "I failed you, brother."
Yes, you failed him, you miserable thing. Now time to DIE!!
The Crusnik tightened his grip on Cain's heart. Cain let out a literal heart-wrenching scream of pain as the Crusnik grinned with delight. Contra Mundi's Crusnik appearance started to vanish as his heart started to collapse and struggled to function. His nails withdrew form the Crusnik's neck as they shortened. The Crusnik was taking his sweet time with this, by slowly crushing his heart bit by bit. Tears rushed down Cain's face like a small river as he sunk lower to the ground.
With one more squeeze of his heart Cain let out one last scream, "ABEL, FORGIVE ME!!"
Right as the Crusnik loosened Cain's heart from the vital arteries a new look flashed in the Crusnik's eyes. One of shock, fear, disbelief, and sadness. They flashed to a winter lake blue. Cain saw the look in the Crusnik's eyes. His brother had come back but far too late. Cain fell over backwards while Abel held onto his brother dislodged heart. Cain landed on his back covered in blood and with a gaping hole in his chest.
Abel didn't move as he held onto Cain's destroyed heart. He was finding it hard to breathe and his whole body was shaking. His hair turned back to its original shining silver and floated gently down to his shoulders and back. His skin went from black with blue markings to a very pale complexion and his demonic wings vanished.
Tears started to pour from his face; tears the color of blood. He knew everything that had happened but it felt like a nightmare. Like it wasn't real but he knew it was very much real. Cain who had once killed him had now saved him but at the cost of his own life. He had killed his brother and he couldn't stop it. He knew that at first he had wanted to kill Cain but after spending sometime with his twin he no longer harbored those feelings.
Yet, here he was holding the crushed remains of Cain's heart in his blooded hand. Slowly Abel started shaking his head and the hand holding the tattered heart let it slide to the ground. No, this can't be real! He started shaking his head more wildly. This was not real! It had to be a dream he wanted to tell himself but he knew it was real.
"C-Cain…" his voice was small and weak from the wounds in his neck and from grief. "B-brother… Oh, God, no not Cain…!"
Before Abel realized what he was doing he found himself holding his fallen brother close to him and crying literal tears of blood. He didn't want this to happen. He didn't realize how much he truly loved his brother until he lost him. Abel began muttering prayers and words of forgiveness into Cain's ear.
A moment later Seth walked up behind Abel with her head hung low. She had seen the very last bit of the fight. She had seen the Crusnik plunge his hand into Cain's chest and rip out his heart just as Abel came back to the surface. This was truly cruel. She started to reach out for him but then drew her hand back. She wanted the hold her brother and comfort him but right now it was best to just leave him be for a while.
She felt hot tears slide down her own cheeks. She rubbed the salty drops of water from her cheeks as she turned to leave. She had other things to deal with right now, like fighting a war and freeing her people and land. She was about to take off into the sky when she heard Abel shift his position on the blood soaked and debris covered ground.
She slowly turned to look at him. Abel was looking at her as he still clutched onto Cain's body. When Seth finally saw Abel's face she noticed that although he was not in his Crusnik from he did not look like he should. That last transformation had forever changed him physically.
His eyes were still their lovely winter blue but the flesh around his eyes radiated darkness that slowly faded into extra pale skin, making his silver lashes and eye brows stand out. Crimson tears streaked down his face. His lips were as black as a moonless night and were parted enough to see subtle fangs. The trembling fingers that clutched Cain's body were tipped with sharp pitch black talons.
"Sister…" He muttered as his eyes begged her not to leave him alone. "I-I'm so sorry… I… I did mean to… Please, don't go… I don't want to be alone."
Seth took a couple steps towards him before collapsing on her knees and wrapped her arms around Abel's neck. She thought wrong. Abel did need someone after all. She slowly turned to look at Cain as she still held onto her brother. Her eyes widened for a moment before a small smile split her lips.
Cain, just before he died must have seen Abel return. There was peace in his half-closed blue eyes and a smile crossed his lips. Cain died knowing he didn't fail after all. Seth then turned back to Abel and gently put her lips close to his ear.
"He's smiling," she whispered tenderly.
Abel slowly turned his head to look at Cain's face. She was right. Instead of pain there was peace. A second later the siblings heard a beep from their pagers. It was an order to return to the castle. Abel reached over Cain's face and slowly closed his eyes. Abel then lifted Cain up from the ground and the small family made their way back to the palace.
(Palace: lower levels. Doll Storage.)
William and some of the other lab assistants were almost finished booting up the remaining dolls. They were down to the final 5. William got the last one at the end of the line. When he opened the protective cover of the doll he froze. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he was seeing what he was seeing. The automated-doll in the capsule was the spitting image of Sister Kate minus the small beauty mark under her left eye.
"Professor William, are you finished?" one of the female assistants asked, walking over to him and noticed the doll was not activated. "Is there something wrong?"
"Oh, no on the contrary everything is just fine with her," William said, lifting up one of the doll's eyelids and found the eyes were the same color as Kate's as well. "I was wandering if I could use this one for something else?"
"I guess so, Professor," she said with an odd look. "But what are you going to use her for, though?"
"Oh, just something to help out a very close friend," he smiled at the assistant. "Can you have someone bring this doll up to my room? I have to make some modifications on it first."
"Well, all right," She said as the Professor gave her what room he was staying in at the palace.
Kate, you're going to thank me big time for this one! William smiled to himself. "All right lets get all these dolls reprogrammed and suited up for battle. The best time to attack is during the day, and since daylight is due to arrive in 10 minutes, we best hurry."
"Yes, sir," the lab techs and assistants said together.
William sweat dropped and laughed lightly, What am I to them? A general?
(Palace Ballroom. 9:30 AM)
Time had come to claim their freedom. The leaders stood together on a large balcony over looking the soldiers; human, Methuselah, and auto-dolls. Everyone this time was suited up for battle, including the leaders.
Seth was uncloaked as she took center stage. She looked out over the people of her empire. All of them had on modified flamethrowers that now carried blessed silver-water. This was their last chance and it was time everyone was taking part in the final battle. She looked out over everyone and drew in a hard breath.
"Everyone, this is it. This battle will decide who wins and who loses. This war must not continue any longer. Far too many good men and women have lost their lives in this idiotic war. Let's not make their sacrifices be in vain. We must win and free ourselves from Millennium's tyranny if we want to remain free!
"We are going to be attacking Millennium's stronghold in the distant past. I'm not lying when I say we are going to be facing the enemy at their strongest. You all should know the rules by now. If bitten you must destroy yourself or if you see someone else bitten you must save them but shooting them with silver in the heart or head or by cutting off their head. It is best to die while still Methuselah or Terran.
"You all are equipped with firearms, blades, explosives, and modified flamethrowers. These flamethrowers shoot not flames but blessed silver water. That is why all our battle suits are now waterproof to preserve our Methuselah soldiers. We all must work as one and support each other. Teamwork is a must, so if you have dislikes working with Terran or Methuselah I ask you remove those prejudice thoughts and work together.
"We must not lose this war. Everything is riding on this one last battle for our freedom. Freedom not just for The New Human Empire but for the whole world! We have to win because losing is not an option! Half will come with my group. The other half will remain here until we radio in the time and coordinates to have own device programmed and used. Once we get control of Millennium's HQ we will scatter out to other nations under attack in the past and help them to regain their countries back! Now let's get out there and win back everything they've stolen from us!"
Everyone hooted and hollered with empowered optimism, hope, and energy. Seth watched as those select few chosen to go first left the ballroom. Abel, Seth, William, Integra, Caterina, and Seras were leading the first group of soldiers. That left Esther, Isaak, Ion, Maxwell, Mirka, and Virgil for the second round. Those left behind to fight the enemy here in the empire were left in the hands of Baibars.
(Outskirts of the Terran half of the city)
They knew that the time device was going to be guarded but this was ridiculous. There were enough enemy soldiers that things began to look grim again from them. It was getting close to the middle of the day and thanks to a bad accident where the enemy got a hold of their anti-UV gel they could move just as free in the light as them. Luckily the UV gel washes off and very easily.
They had Father William's new little invention strapped to their backs so with any luck they would be about to clear a good path. William could hardly wait to see his latest invention in action. Hopefully it will work like he planned. Once that gel washes off it would expose them to the sun and the silver was an added bonus as will.
Part of the group spread out while most the group got ready to make a direct beeline to the machine's portal. They had to move fast so no one would shut down the portal. William needed to get the date and location to radio in to Isaak. The last thing they needed was for the machine's operators to shut down the system. No doubt that system had a password so they'll have to keep one operator's alive if they wanted that password.
"You ready for this?" Abel said with a grin, looking down at Caterina. "You've never really partaken in actual battle before. You've rarely had to use a gun."
"I'll be just fine," she said, puffing out her chest a little but would not look at him. "I don't have that bad of an aim. And stop smiling…"
"But your hair… Two big, bushy, curly, pigtails at the back of your head, is just…" he chuckled. "I feel like kitty-cat wanting to bat at it…"
KIIIICK!!
"OWWWW!!" Abel yelped, jumping up and down, holding his lower left leg.
"Stop laughing," she snapped. "My hair doesn't look that bad!"
"Now you asked for that one, Abel," Integra stated, checking the ammo in her gun. "Is everyone in position?"
"Yes. All I need to do is give the order to attack," Seth stated, gripping the nozzle of the modified flamethrower. "Professor, you had better stay at the front with us so you can get to the console quickly."
"Understood," William nodded.
Seth looked at the small radio in her hand. This was it. It was now or never. She was not denying she was nervous about this. There was no telling just how many Millennium soldiers were there. Hopefully this would be a surprise attack and they would have the upper hand in this battle.
"Commence Operation: Raid," Seth ordered into the radio.
A moment later fire was opened onto the enemy soldiers. Now it was up to them to get William to the machine's console. William followed behind the first line of defense Consisting of Abel, Seth, Integra, and Seras. Caterina stayed with William. William was master swordsman and knew how to hold his own. Caterina was using the modified flamethrower to knock back the enemy that William didn't see.
The Empire's forces pushed their way through the throng of enemy soldiers. The Machine was very close. They spotted some of the soldier heading right for it either to shut it down or alert their HQ of the on coming threat. Abel wasn't going to let that happen and nether was Seth. Both Crusniks broke their ranks and took off after the enemy soldiers, before they could do any damage to their plan.
They made it first to the machine and its console and destroyed all but one the enemy solders for information that were trying to mess with machine. Abel held onto him while William and the bulk of the Empires forces moved towards them slowly but at still had good pace. Once there, William quickly went over to console and turned to look at the captive soldier.
"Get this machine running," William ordered but the soldier only laughed at him in a mocking manner. "Abel, if you would."
Abel took the man's arm and broke it two places at though his bones were tooth picks. The soldier let out blood-cuddling scream of pain.
"The password, if you don't mind," the William asked again. "If not Abel will continue to brake every bone in your body."
"You're not getting a damn word out of me," the soldier snapped with a whine of pain. "You can just go to hell!"
A moment later his other arm was broke in 4 places and dislocated from the shoulder.
"I'll ask again. The password," William said, putting his sword under the FREAK vampire's chin watching the silver blade burn his skin. "I'm going angry now. The password, what is it?"
"It's 'millenniumfalcon1000'. All one word," the soldier said as William removed the blade and typed in the password.
"For real?" Seras blinked and the soldier nodded hesitantly. "Very Star Wars like. Weird."
"Now that wasn't so hard now was it? All right now let's see here. Well, well, well. What do we have here?" William said, looking at the main menu of the operating system, before picking up a small radio from his pocket "Isaak. Come in, Isaak. I have located the remaining time devices. Be ready to receive the incoming data."
Isaak quickly wrote down everything thing William was telling him into the computer; from where the other 2 devices were located in Albion and Rome and the time and coordinates for the time machine in the lab. Once he pressed the "enter key" the machine lit up, ready to begin transport through time.
"Everything's looking good, sir," a tech spoke up, looking at Isaak.
"Then let us begin," Isaak said, putting on his helmet as his long black hair fell out of it. "Those select few remaining here in the lab get the word out to Albion and Rome of where the enemy devices are so they can join us in the fray."
"Yes, of course," the tech nodded. "Best of luck to all of you."
"Let's go people," Ion called out to the Empire's warriors. "Let's move, move, move!"
The large throng started towards the device. Leading them up front was Vigil, Ion, and Esther. Isaak, Mirka, and Maxwell broke to the ranks a little farther back. Isaak had made Maxwell a hover chair with a shield around it and some guns built considering Maxwell's state. They had wanted to leave him behind but he was determined to come as well. This was going to be interesting.
(A/N Yes, I finally finished this chapter! I'm tired of working on this chapter. FYI I wrote an epilogue for this story before I even wrote this chapter. Funny, no? Anyway, please review. I hope to have this finished in the next chapter or so. Thank you for reading.)
Millie M. Banshee