Ch31: Drills and Spills
After a very long plane ride from Paris to Australia, we soon came upon the Guru's outback home... only to find it overtaken by dingo miners. Murray's eyes said it all. He was worried sick about the Guru. "I think I know where to look, big guy," I smirked, looking ahead and doing a major jump over to the area where the Guru should be. "Sylvia? You know where he is?" Sly asked me in the Binocucom. "Yep. Or he should be here." I frowned.
I was on the building by the cage he should be housed in and already I realized something off. The Guru wasn't in the cage but something else definitely was. 'The mask...' Neyla gaped in my head, knowing what it was via my memories. 'I don't get it! If your memories are right, the Guru should be here! Not this thing!' 'Yeah... but I need to do something about this thing...' I frowned.
'ARE YOU CRAZY?!' Neyla yelled in my brain. It kinda hurt my ears when she did that. 'I do NOT want to go raging again! I already got blinded in rage before and I refuse! If anything, do it at a distance or use time stopper! Either or will be fine!'
I smirked and followed her advice, turning myself invisible and using time stopper, entering the cage and taking my hands around the mask. I didn't expect what happened next.
Without any warning at all, the mask, who somehow wasn't affected by the move, headbutted me when I grabbed it and I was flat on my ass. 'Oh CRAP!' I exclaimed, Neyla thinking the same. Then it happened. The mask latched itself onto my face. I tried my best to peel it off, but it had already locked onto my ears with its hooks.
'I DON'T THINK SO!' exclaimed Neyla. She then shot a large laser out of her eyes and burned a hole right through the mask, the cinders falling to the ground as well as the mask. 'Run!' I exclaimed, knowing it would explode. I barely made it away as the blast happened, not only destroying the cage, but sending me off the cliff and into the mucky waters below.
Boy was I lucky that I could swim now! I'd been practicing since Neyla attached herself to my face and I was quite pleased with the results. Neyla's mechanized eye was waterproof, so that was a good plus. "Sylvia!" Sly exclaimed, calling me on the Binocucom. "What the hell was that explosion?! Are you two okay?!" 'Did he just say "you two?"' Neyla asked in my head. 'Yep,' I exhaled happily upon making it to shore.
"We're okay Sly. And by the way... you and Carmelita owe us big time. We just destroyed something that rivaled the Contessa's black magic." "Is that what the explosion was?" "It tried to possess us, but it didn't take into account Neyla's laser eye." "O-Okay... just don't scare us like that again..." "Got it..." I frowned, just making it to the lemonade bar when I was suddenly ambushed by dingoes and kangaroos.
"Oi! Wot'd you do ta our pen?!" asked one of them. It was a flashlight holder and it was attached to a mean looking shotgun. "Shouldn't you be thanking us?" I frowned, hoping that they'd notice I'd gotten rid of their Mask of Dark Earth. "Why should I be thankin' you?! You broke one of our drills!" growled another, a kangaroo this time.
I then started to get pissed as well as Neyla. "I may have destroyed your equipment, but thanks SHOULD be in order. WE destroyed that dumb mask!" "Wot's this 'we and us' business you keep blabbin' aboot?!" asked the shotgun wielder. "She means me too, punk!" growled Neyla from the eye, which shocked the guard to the point where he misfired a shot into my hand.
When he did, I cried out in pain as did Neyla. "WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU SHOT ME!" I wailed, the dingoes all pouncing on me as my hand bled. I couldn't move it without pain and I didn't know how many of my fingers were gone. "Git offa 'er!" growled the shotgun holder. The dingoes all complied and got off of me, allowing me to finally look at my hand.
It looked near-unrecognizable. The bones were cracked and my fingers were still there, but dangling like any touch could make them fall off. "This might sting, Sylvia..." Neyla sighed, zapping my hand with the healing laser. The guards backed off when they saw this, noticing that the hand was beginning to reshape and heal, something that not only stung, but also made my bones crackle.
When It finally ended, both Neyla and I felt drained. It was the worst wound she'd healed after all. And personally, I didn't think getting shot by a gun would be second only to Neyla's attempt to take control of my body in terms of pain. "S-She healed herself!" exclaimed a guard, who happened to look a lot bigger than the rest. He was a dingo, but he looked like the boss. He was one of the whip wielders. "She must be a dream time loon like that purple koala!"
It was then that I remembered: the Guru! "Where. Is. The Guru?" I growled, looking right in the dog's eyes. "What's it to you?" he glared back. I grabbed him by the throat and said it again, only louder. "WHERE. IS. THE GURU?" "In... in the chopper..." he exhaled. I put him down after that, almost all of the dingoes and kangaroos around me gulping and shaking in their boots. "Thanks for complying..." Neyla frowned.
I then looked up. The chopper was going to the pen where it seemed the cage was barely broken. I turned invisible, which made the guards more shocked, and ran to the Guru, noticing that he didn't have his equipment on him, much like in the game. "Be careful, mates," said one of the shotgun guards. "That boy's slippery. Make sure to give 'im a meal now and then... if he feels like it. Hah!" he laughed. I groaned in anger, knowing that the Guru would have to sit out until we not only recovered his staff and moonstone, but also clear out Ayer's Rock of miners.
When the chopper took off, I went over to the Guru, who actually came up to me without me having to turn visible. He then started speaking the same unintelligible tribal language he did in the game, which confused the heck out of me. "He's saying that he thanks you for destroying the masks and wants to know who we are," Neyla said.
That was a waker-upper situation. "You can understand him?" I asked her. "Yeah... I... worked with tribal people before..." she exhaled. After we told our names and what we were, the guru spoke again. "Now he's saying that he would join the gang if he gets back his equipment that was stolen and we clean out the miners of Ayer's Rock... pretty much like I thought..." Neyla frowned. "And you'll help us defeat the miners for good after we do those couple things, right?" I smirked. He spoke again, though this time it was just one word. "Yes?" I asked Neyla. "Affirmative."