Welcome back, one and all readers! Today I bring you Arc 2 Pt 8 of To Hell and Back, I don't know why, but I feel like it has been a week since I posted…weird. Anyway, please enjoy this new chapter. Review, favorite, and follow; it helps encourage me to write and my editor to edit.
Isaac and Cain walk out of the secret room hole, made by Sloth, and head towards the intersection. Isaac decided they should go back to where he started, but then Cain asked a question.
"How do you know all of this-where we are and where we should go?"
Isaac smiled and grabbed the blue map from his pocket, "This is the Blue Map. I found it in a room with a lock in the middle. Have you seen one of those?"
Cain shook his head.
"I'll tell you later. Anyway, this map has more than one function: while it is useful for seeing rooms I have been to already, its main function is this," he states as he opens the map; a hundred little black dots form a line with many other dots scattered around the blue piece of paper.
"All of those scattered dots are what I call secret rooms. They're little hollow rooms that can contain treasures and usually have to be blasted open. The dots in a line are ones I have explored, and the glowing white one is the one we are in right now."
Cain nodded, liking the new information. "Anything else interesting?" he quizzed.
"Well, uh…I got this cool hoodie...this thing up here..." he listed as he touched each item to show him what he meant.
"...this key that opens 97 more doors or golden chests, and Little C.H.A.D." He gestured to empty space.
"I don't see...'Little C.H.A.D'." Cain pointed to the empty space.
"Wait, what?" Isaac froze. He frantically looked around, calling her name into the wind. From behind a doorway, she peeked out, hearing her master's voice, and, when she saw Isaac searching for her, she screeched joyfully and tackled Isaac to the ground. Cain was quick to react and was about to pry Little C.H.A.D off of Isaac when Isaac waved him away.
"It's fine, Cain, it's fine," Isaac stated shakily as he hugged his little friend. Cain smiled, his heart softening at the happy reunion.
"I know, I missed you too," Isaac said softly to her, who had her arms around his neck, tears pouring from her eyes.
"So this is Little C.H.A.D," Cain quietly as he crouched next to Isaac. Isaac sat up,
"Little C.H.A.D, this is Cain. He saved me." She hovered to eye level with Cain, when she saw Cain's mechanical eye she immediately kissed it. Cain, frozen and taken aback, managed to get out. "What was that for?"
Isaac laughed. "That's just her way of saying thanks. She also must have thought your eye was wounded."
Cain nodded slowly but tilted his head. "Why would she kiss you if you were wounded?"
"One time, I had a cut on my arm, and when she kissed me, the cut closed and stopped bleeding," he recalled. "Weird, but neat."
Isaac paused and threw him a question. "What's in the backpack?"
Cain straightened up. "You know…I haven't checked. Wanna find out?"
Isaac was quick to excitedly reply. "Yeah!"
Cain pulled the backpack off of his back and opened it slowly, a memory echoing with wonder. "So this has everything possibly needed, if anything were to happen" His father looked to him with a sly smile. "Anything."
Cain couldn't help but wonder, anything? Did he prepare me for this? Cain reached in and pulled out an item: a small casing; thin, but extremely durable. Inside...
"A terabyte SD micro…why?" he questioned when an all too familiar voice sounded in his head.
"Actually if you don't mind, can I have it?" Siera asked. Shrugging, he opened the case and held the SD as the vision in his left eye went dark and the red iris opened so the small but powerful memory card could fit. Cain carefully inserted the card and it receded back into his head, the iris closing back so he could see normally again.
Siera chimed in again. "You can now start recording in high definition video for approximately thirty days, start recording now?"
"Yes," Cain stated. Isaac looked at Cain like he was a little crazy.
"Uh, Cain. You alright?" Cain assured him it was no problem.
"I'm just speaking with Siera," Cain chuckled lightly. Isaac continued to stare at him like he was a little more than mildly crazy.
"Oh, trust me. This new eye does a lot more than you think."
Isaac and Cain continued their journey, Cain's eye capturing everything. They cleared room after room until they got tired. They found a safe place to rest, and Isaac created a small fire to get them cozy. After a quick rest, they continued for a little longer when they came to a room with a secret room adjacent to a shop. Isaac knew he had no bombs, and he didn't want to ask for Cain for one, but he thought of something.
"Cain, I want you to go open that door while I try to find something to get into this secret room."
Cain agreed and Isaac gave him the skeleton key. He went back into the previous room and waited behind the wall. When he heard Cain's footsteps disappearing towards the shop, he quickly and quietly walked back into the room and took a stance. Cain walked up to the door and looked to the skeleton key in his hand, shrugged, and inserted the key into the lock. The door clicked and Cain took the key out. The numbers in the eyes read '96.' He looked inside from the doorway and saw many shelves lining the walls, along with a few items on the ground. But he couldn't just go in there without Isaac; not only would it be rude, but Isaac might suspect he was working against him, so he turned back.
He entered the next room, expecting to find Isaac still searching for a bomb to open the wall, but what he saw, he couldn't believe: Isaac was standing next to the wall opposite the one he presumed to be the 'secret room,' eyes closed, with a bright ball of orange in his hands. The orange ball of fire collapsed into a ball of white light that shrank into Isaac's hand. Isaac held his left leg above the ground and balanced on his right. He brought his right hand into the air, glowing white, and waited. When he felt the moment was right, he slammed his left foot against the ground, and brought his right arm behind him. A wave of orange was traveling down unseen etches in the fabric of his hoodie, and when the wave of orange reached his hand he thrust it forward, opening his eyes, which were filled with an orange glow. The fireball that emitted from his hand was powerful enough for Cain to feel the heat from it where he was standing. The fireball sped like a bullet across the room and impacted on the wall, causing an immense explosion that opened the wall with ease. Isaac stood up and smiled, the orange glow gone from his eyes, satisfied with the gaping hole in the wall and turned to the doorway that Cain was standing in. his smile disappeared.
Cain stood in the doorway, jaw hanging open and his eyes wide like saucers.
Isaac sighed. "You saw everything, didn't you?"
Cain stood there for a moment before words finally came to him. "That… was…"
Isaac interrupted, hanging his head. "Horrible, awful, evil,"
"AWESOME!"
Isaac lifted his head. "Really? You think that was cool?"
Cain approached him, wide eyed still. "If that isn't the coolest thing I have ever seen, then I don't know what is."
Isaac smiled happy that his friend didn't reject him for his abilities, then he told Cain, "Thank you, I thought the fire would freak you out."
Cain simply smiled and asked, "What else can you do with that stuff?"
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- R-015, SF