Supernatural: Chronicles of the Order 10

Chapter 41: The Treasure That Was Left Behind

(DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Supernatural because it belongs to Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. So, enjoy the show! Rated M for graphic violence, adult content, and adult language.)

I was back at the hotel as I was discharged from the hospital earlier. Even though I was in my hotel room, I wasn't without company as I noticed Guido sitting on the sofa with Castiel sitting in a chair next to it with a set of flash cards in his hands. The sight of the enochian writing on those cards made him feel a little uncomfortable as he had to translate them all due to what happened to him yesterday, for he wasn't used to what was put in front of him.

"'I will not buy this record; it is scratched,'" he said as he read the flash card with the Enochian language on it. "'This is dumb… It's like looking at math numbers in a special ed classroom."

"You must read everything in what I put onto those flash cards," said Castiel as he flipped to another one. "Yesterday, you were struck by lightning in which it denotes that you're now a prophet of the Lord now, for this is your purpose to decipher what was lost."

"'You can't judge a book by its cover…'" Guido sees Castiel flipping through the flash cards as they display sentences written in Enochian. "'You take too long to take a shit…' 'Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition…,' 'There's no point in being grown up if you can't be childish sometimes…' 'We apologize for the fault in the subtitles; those responsible have been sacked.'" Guido begins to feel a little frustrated as he wasn't used to reading what was put in front of him. "This is a blatantly ridiculous heaping pile of dog shit! I've followed police protocol and in my mom's footsteps as a cop in the Intergalactic Space Police and later being put in an old men's book club, but this?!"

"You have to muster all the patience that is put in front of you or else it won't be able to work," I said as I put away my journal. "Training isn't as fast-paced as it seems in which you have to look sharp at every turn."

"And it's okay to take the slow path?"

"Nothing fast can reach an optimum condition. Those who train at a slow pace last the longest."

Guido didn't say another word as he continued to read the flash cards that were shown to him. Even though he wasn't used to being a new prophet of the Lord, he had to keep up with what got put in front of him as he continued to look at the three-by-five cards that displayed the Enochian writing. Still, I had to make sure that Guido didn't slack off as he had a long way to go when it came to deciphering the Enochian language, for this was a challenge that he had to overcome so far.

"This isn't training, it's more like a special ed class," said Guido as he was getting irritated.

"Say what you want, but there's no skimping on what you're going through," I said sternly.

"At least you didn't go through staring at flash cards."

"I went through months of training when I started training with Ippei in which I had to not only train my body, but my mind as well. My time with him at the Mitani Clan homestead was short, but better than those years growing up in a frozen wasteland doing schoolwork and grueling chores. I bore the full brunt of the constant abuse while being outside cleaning the chicken house while shoveling straw to keep them warm. I endured those years being invisible while I allowed Dean to be training as a soldier so that he wouldn't be dragged down."

"You've been invisible most of your life while you wanted Dean to be what he is today," said Castiel. "Even though you bore the full brunt of Sylvanus' cruelty and abuse over the years, you never bore a grudge against him in which you never knew about the royal lineage that was taken away from your family."

"Even though Dean is now the Alecrian Emperor, he not only has some big shoes to fill, but to watch his back when it comes to the presence of both the Zenith Vectors and the two nobles who fled. Iago and Desdemona may be on the run, but they can't hide forever due to the fact that there are those who would want them tried for their crimes."

It wasn't long until Reuben arrived with one of the Elves from the banquet as they were more than likely to be wanting an audience with me. It may have been a far cry from what happened, but I also had to show respect to the ginger-haired Mirkwood Elf as he was holding a large box in his hands. When I saw him set it down gently on the floor, he spotted me looking at it as it was something that was undiscovered for a long time until now, for this was something that I had to look into.

"You had a knack to look for large boxes instead of the ones with nasty, pointed teeth," I said.

"Gonzalo advised us to look further into the DePatie," said the Mirkwood Elf. "This was found after you helped to defeat the mimic queen that was hidden in the codex lab."

"It appears that you had a lot to deal with when it came to looking for what was abandoned in those derelict ships."

"This isn't my first rodeo dealing with old Draaza and Va'Kihri ships. The one in the central island where the Maladendrum was defeated is known as the Deitch in which their crew had a knack for collecting 'mullet rock.' As for what's in the box, it should be a surprise in which whoever had this, meant to give it to either you or your previous ancestors. For the record, my name is Jean-Claude LaPointe and you already know my brother, who is head of our clan. My twin brother, Van-Damme, lost his life during the war in which Philippe was left in my care. Still, we have a box to examine and see what was found in it before our enemies get to it, for they have a knack for stealing Draaza and Va'Kihri tech just to abuse to no end in sight."

I examined the box carefully as it scanned my retina while it ended up opening up to reveal a lot more than I bargained for. To my surprise, I saw a few manga books in which I saw them to have a few muscular and flamboyant men on the covers the moment I noticed them to be none other than JoJo's Bizarre Adventure due to what they had in them. When I picked up the first book, I spotted both the first hero and main villain on the cover as I looked into it carefully the moment I saw a folded piece of paper fall out of it. When I unfolded it, I saw it to be a document that had a key placed into it in which I picked it up to examine it quickly. It was another key to a vault as I had to keep it safe from those who would abuse what was hidden, for this was a treasure hunt that was buried below.

"You got yourself a key," said Castiel as he spotted it in my hand.

"It's a vault key, but the place to unlock it hasn't been found," I said.

"We've searched every nook and cranny in the DePatie, but all we found was what a manga collection that is worth an Emperor's ransom," said Jean-Claude.

"'To whoever finds this key to the vault on this ship, keep those weapons safe…'" I continued to translate the folded note. "'House Montrezar in on the verge of extinction in which I can't let our enemies, especially demons, to pilfer what is on our ship. I also know that the Men of Letters will soon find our vault and keep our crafted weapons safe…' We all know that the DePatie is buried below the hotel, but the vault hasn't been opened even after the ship crashlanded here on Valinor."

"If there's a vault down in the waterways, then we should find it," said Guido. "Besides, there has to be some weapons that we can find, right?"

I continued to sift through the box of manga as I also spotted a journal hidden beneath the artwork of glamor boys on the front. When I looked into it, I saw it to be written in the Draaza language as I also saw it to be part of House Montrezar due to its seal of a dragon in the front. Still, I had to find out more of what was left behind in the DePatie as this was a very serious deal when it came to finding a vault of weapons that were left behind by the weaponmakers who came before us…

Sona was up and alert as she was back in the waterway while being careful not to get caught by some of the members of the Order and the locals who lived in Kolinahr. She was curious as she decided to take a different way to where we found the DePatie the moment she went into the front of it that was embedded in rock. To her surprise, she saw some drawings on the wall as she spotted the familiar glamor boys dressed in strange outfits while posing with their counterparts. She remembered them to be from none other than JoJo's Bizarre Adventure as she recognized one of them due to his appearance as a juvenile delinquent. Just as she was about to explore further, she heard footsteps approaching as she turned around and noticed Carly and Kanna standing behind her, for they didn't want to let her out of their sight right now.

"You shouldn't be running off like that," said Carly as she saw Sona standing there.

"I know who drew this picture of Jotaro Kujo," she said as she pointed at the drawing.

"And I know how he died…," said Kanna as she spotted a Draaza's skeletal corpse on the ground holding a paintbrush in its hand. "It was Uncle Ravani…"

"What are you talking about?"

"Uncle Ravani had a manga collection and his favorite happened to be what was drawn on the walls with some of the heroes in the Joestar pantheon."

"What's with the weirdo in the creepy outfit?" asked Carly as she spotted another drawing on the wall. "He looks different, but scary as if he wants to go after those glamor boys."

"That's Dio Brando," said Sona. "He became a creature of the night after his plans were exposed, but he made the life of his foster brother unbearable; that's what I looked up in one of Uncle Ravani's books at the time. He's not a nice guy because he made Jonathan Joestar feel invisible in his own home. He even kissed his girlfriend out of spite and later killed his dog, which is very cruel, but the real kicker was that he ambushed his foster brother, took off his head and took over his body, which awakens everything later on in the manga books that I saw."

"Uncle Ravani really loved his manga collection, especially JoJo's Bizarre Adventure," said Kanna as she looked at more artwork on the wall. "I wonder what happened to it all…"

It wasn't long until a group of Kobolds burst downward as they were armed with more than just their weapons. The girls never expected them to be here as one of them spotted the corpse that had to be salted and burned before its former life becomes a vengeful spirit. Sona spotted one of them as she recognized Joaquin due to his weapons that he had, for he was there on business when it came to making sure that no other monsters came out of the woodwork below.

"Buenos dias, ninas," he said. "Es un poco pronto para admirar las pinturas rupestres, no te parece?"

"Those cave drawings were painted by Uncle Ravani," said Kanna. "I bet that you're here to collect his remains, aren't you?"

"It's best that we do it or else his spirit will haunt everything. It's like what is written in those popular Supernatural books when it comes to sending one's remains to the afterlife, for our artist needs to go to the Grey Havens after being found."

"There you are!"

Sona turned around as she noticed me walking towards the cave drawings. Even though I was eager to find her and the other girls, I found myself looking for the vault that was left buried between the waterways and what was left of the DePatie. When I examined the cave drawings of the various glamor boys that were on the wall, I noticed a door at the end next to one of them as I fished out the key that I found. When I inserted the key into the lock, the door opened up as I noticed it to be a vault that was untouched for centuries. The place itself was vast, but filled with crafted weapons as I never expected them to be here, for they were a treasure that was deemed priceless.

"You look like that you hit a gold mine," said Joaquin as he went into the vault.

"These weapons were crafted by whoever was left behind on the DePatie," I said.

"Take a look around you, amigo; these weapons were part of the pantheon during the time of the Elder Days, but have been whisked away like an old memory."

It wasn't long until the girls entered into the vault as they saw what was left behind for so many centuries. The place was similar to what was found in the canal, but bigger as this was a vault that was hidden away from memory for far too long. When Sona spotted a small knife, she looked at it as she knew of the handiwork that was built into it in which she recognized the work that was built into it. The weapon belonged to House Montrezar as they were known for their craft similar to House Kandor at the time. Even Carly and Kanna saw some of the weapons that were there as they also spotted the Winchester Sigil etched into them, for they were reserved for those who were willing to fight the good fight.

"These things are old, but unused," said Kanna. "I never knew that Uncle Ravani would work his butt off by crafting these them until now."

"House Montrezar may have been famous, but their works were hidden away from more than just monsters," said one of the Kobolds in Joaquin's group as she entered into the vault. "It's been said that demons are willing to covet them to open many further gateways to Hell like the one in the Elder Days."

"And the weapons that most of the weaponmakers have crafted act as keys just like the legendary Colt from the Elder Days," I said. "Still, these things are valuable, but targeted by those who would open up doors that are dangerous."

"At least they're safe at this vault," said Joaquin. "This is their place because it's been heavily warded against demons for a long time."

I spotted the Winchester Sigil plastered on the wall as it was a symbol of keeping demons away from stealing what wasn't theirs. What I didn't expect was that I noticed a sphere on the floor as I picked it up the moment I saw a holographic image of a Draaza that was busy storing things into the vault, for he was doing his best until his passing.

"Hey, is this thing on?" he said on screen. "Okay, I'm still busy stockpiling everything so that every single demon imaginable wanting what our people crafted. This isn't the first time that they've pulled this and not the last. After hearing about how Azazel pulled off his grand plan by stealing the Colt and unlocking one of Hell's doors, our weapons aren't safe in which most demons are willing to take what's not theirs. I've been working my ass off after waking up in stasis, but the ship has been buried in rock and rubble over the centuries… Almighty Matriarch…, please watch over my sister, her in-laws, and her kids…, especially Kanna and Sona… They have the blood of House Montrezar in their veins in which I hope that they find what I've stashed. Look, while most of my people collected theological scripture, I simply collected manga in which I often preferred JoJo's Bizarre Adventure due to the fact that the guy who created it had inspiration stemming from rock bands to muscular action stars. Well, I'm off to paint in the cave again… Perhaps finishing up on the characters from the latest arc in what Hirohiko Araki churned out…"

I saw the sphere turn off as I went back to where the cave paintings were. When I noticed Joaquin's people collecting the skeletal remains that clutched the paintbrush. When I went topside, I spotted Sadritha arriving as she was devastated to see what was left of whoever lived down there, for she knew of him very well. I never saw her shedding tears before as she knew of whoever was down there for the remainder of his life.

"Ravani…," she said as she sobbed. "So, you've been here for a long time and not told us…"

"You must've been fond of him," I said.

"He was my brother-in-law. His sister married into our family, but she wasn't on speaking terms with him all because he spent his days reading his manga instead of reading scripture. He always loved reading JoJo's Bizarre Adventure because it was his favorite. I thought that he would be with all of us when we had our separate ways. We had a network of ships that crashlanded elsewhere, but we stood firm in protecting our weapons."

"We'll give him a proper funeral. As for what was found in the DePatie, it'll be safeguarded under the protection of Kolinahr's new mayor who's hotel is above it."

"I already talked to Gonzalo, Sam. He's adamant into erasing this cruelty that the orderlies displayed over the disabled in which he's making a stand against the ableism that ensued. He's heavily devoted in protecting Shayla in which he was a lot like the overlords who had a stranglehold in the city. He had a lot of bad things that bit him in the ass stemming from running a gambling den to the egg racket in response to the prices have been gouged, but his disdain for the disabled was what forced Lucia to banish him from his homestead to here, which was a good outlook to shape him for the better."

It wasn't long until we noticed the girls and Joaquin's party emerge topside as they were aware of what was about to happen next. Still, we had to address funeral rites to the fallen as it was also a way and mean to bring their spirits towards the afterlife, for it was a duty for us to keep everything safe from vengeful spirits that end up attacking without warning…

Iago was at his hideout in the mountains as he was safeguarded by his remainder of his retainers that fled with him. After leaving the palace in the Alecrian capital, he and Desdemona were mainly going from place to place as they were also trying to avoid detection from the hellhounds that followed their scent. The sound of rejection rang through his ears as he was also wanting retaliation against the resistance for their efforts to oust the remainder of the Stewards out of power, for this was instant karma that came and went. By the time he returned to his room, he was wasting no time taking off his clothes the moment he entered into the bathroom to clean himself off. By the time he finished up, he stepped into the bathtub while soaking in the local bath salts that were put into the hot water, for he was still not happy with what was going on around him.

"Damn the Alecrian royal family!" he growled with a hint of venom in his voice. "They had no right to throw us out like a stray dog!"

"You're in a mode," said Desdemona as she entered into the bathroom.

"The new Emperor won't last long because he often drives in that old clunker of a car of his! As for our own plight, we've been reduced to fending for table scraps while the new Emperor on our homeworld gobbles down on pie and watching internet porn!"

"That was the Emperor's past self who had a knack for living loose and free until he finally met his end both ways in the Elder Days: a terminal illness and being killed by a nail in the back. As for what he could do next, he'll go far into chasing after any of our loyal sympathizers despite the fact that Cyril is in jail despite the fact that he's forever cursed with immortality."

"And I know what the catalyst was when that witch told of the crippling of a Nephilim, for my bastard still lives, but under the company of Elves instead of the orderlies who once ruled Kolinahr with a gloved latex hand."

"Shayla is a threat, brother! She's always been a threat in which she'll always be in the way! In our family, I will always be the only woman in House Arkhelios and no other! It's a shame that there's no heir to carry out our bloodline… As for me…, I refuse to give up so warily in which my enemies will know what it feels like to lose everything, especially that Elven cunt, Lyra!"

Iago remembered his first encounter with Lyra so vividly as he never forgot how he violated her even after she told him no. Like most people who delved into lust, Iago wasn't the type to take no for an answer as he was also responsible for causing Lyra to nearly die after she was carrying his child in her womb, for he never wanted a daughter to succeed him. Like most members of House Arkhelios, Iago believed in perfection when it came to weeding out the ones who were born disabled while desiring to sire an heir that would save his nearly extinct bloodline, for he has now fallen on hard times when it came to surviving in unknown territory.

"We may have fallen, but we're not broken," he said.

"We will retaliate," said Desdemona. "The new Alecrian Emperor may have usurped us, but he has a weakness."

"Is it that fool with the silver hair?"

"I did some digging for some old records and it turns out that there was an old death warrant signed to eliminate him years ago until he was whisked away to Gehenna along with his older brother. And yet, he still lives in which I had the way and mean to formulate a backup plan if he ever returned to Alecrast or any other planet in the Ashizoka System. I even talked to the Black Dragon Guild to fulfill the task that was put in front of them in which that tall oaf is a threat to all of us included. Even though some of those assassins died, their stance hasn't wavered when it comes to finishing the job." Desdemona clenches her fists as she was ready to lose her temper. "We will do what we're meant to do and to bring ourselves back from the brink. It's time to make everyone suffer for what they've done to us by overthrowing everything in the Ashizoka System and make it ours!"

"And have the hellhounds find us? No…, we can't chance it because we need to keep our surroundings protected from those invisible beasts! Our hideout was once a den for freelanced hunters once in which there is plenty of Devil's Shoestring and goofer dust to keep us protected. We may have been defeated, but this is our twilight to bear for our father's sins."

Desdemona was infuriated by Iago's words as she left the bathroom and straight into the shabby living room where she stood in front of the fireplace. The sight of the dancing flames over fresh logs in the fireplace didn't give no comfort to her as she vowed to do her part. The sting of defeat lingered over her as she wanted a simple grudge against those involved in the Stewards' downfall in the Alecrian capital. She also remembered the ban into treading towards Trujillo land as she was eager to violate it when it came to dealing with Lyra, for she wasn't the type that can be broken lightly.

"This isn't over…," she said to herself. "The Order of Letters and their allies have woken a maelstrom and not falling back asleep. We won't hide forever, for this is the beginning of our unyielding wrath!"

Desdemona walked away from the fireplace as she looked out the window. The sight of fresh snow falling outside was mainly a catalyst of what was about to be done, for House Arkhelios wasn't done with the vendetta that was already forming in the blizzard…

I was back at my hotel room as I saw Guido still reading the flash cards that were given to him earlier. He was not too happy with what was put in front of him as he was getting a little frustrated at what he was looking at, for this was not what he had in mind. I sensed the heavy irritation that he had as he was staring at the annoying flash cards that were written in Enochian. He was ready to destroy them as he was on the verge of ripping them up into pieces. The sight of those flash cards irked him as he was staring at them while he felt blood trickling down his nose. From what I noticed, the flash cards weren't the only ones bothering Guido, for he was also suffering from a lingering headache that pained him. Out of frustration, he was eager to tear them up until he stopped briefly, for he wasn't used to his new role right now.

"If you rip those up, you'll invoke the wrath of the King of the Grey Havens," said Castiel as he appeared out of nowhere. "You can't ignore your duty as a prophet of the Lord, Guido, for you must also bear the weight of what is given to you."

"This is humiliating!" he cried as he wiped the blood from his nose with a tissue. "There's no way in Hell that I'm a prophet after I got struck by lightning yesterday."

"I must warn you, that if you refuse your role, then your body will be overwhelmed with the Brandings of God," I said cautiously.

"What are you talking about?"

"A close friend of mine was also a designated prophet of the Lord in which he was also Reuben's predecessor as Medic General of the Medical Corps. He… was someone who did his duty till the bitter end before his passing."

"I know who you're talking about… It's Kazuo Mitani, isn't it? Mom told me about how he stood firm into having those in his care focus on their mental health just as much as their physical one. From what I also gathered, he kept wanting further assessments on you every once in a while."

"I've gotten used to being the Order's resident guinea pig, but I also have proper respect for the Medical Corps as a whole. He was a stern, but a good friend till the end in which he also had his fair share of problems. He even went against his predecessor, Yoichi Yano, after what happened when a patient took his own life in which he stepped up and challenged him to the position of being Medic General of the Medical Corps. I didn't blame him for stepping up to protect the vulnerable, for he was also flawed just—"

Without warning, we noticed Reuben bursting into the hotel room as he had his medical bag in his hand. When he noticed Guido reeling from the headache he had, he opened up his medical bag to examine him as he was also aware of what was going on. Thankfully, I was glad that Reuben didn't examine me this time as I spotted him checking Guido's vitals thoroughly, for he was no slouch when it came to dealing with unknown ailments.

"Your vitals have taken a hit, but you should also sit your duties out for now," he said.

"I can't sit anything out right now," said Guido as he grabbed a tissue to wipe the blood from his nose. "Ever since I got struck by lightning, I haven't been thinking straight, but all I'm doing is reading flash cards like I'm being trapped in a classroom."

"You got struck by lightning yesterday, but you should also continue your mental training so you don't overdo it. And for the record, I've studied both medicine and lore due to what was strewn around in our home. As for what you're suffering from, this is a side effect that most prophets are stuck with in which one must do his best to decipher anything that is written in Enochian."

"I heard about your predecessor and how he had the Brandings of God put all over him after all those times of not accepting what got thrown at him. I've looked at the Brandings of God in which they also carry a slow-acting poison that Kazuo had to grapple with. When he passed on, I succeeded him as Medic General of the Medical Corps in which I also have to be on call when I have to deal with what goes on."

"Is that so?"

"He means it," I said. "Reuben spent years studying medicine in which he observed what his patients went through."

"When I studied in the Medical Corps, I was learning under the leadership of Yoichi Yano, who hated the fact that he had to deal with the mental health of those who suffered from what they were going through. He even believed that delving into it was a sign of weakness until he was ousted after a soldier committed suicide due to the mental stress. For a long time, I learned from that mentality, but I also had to study the lore behind the ailments from the patients that were in need of care. When I saw Sam struggling to maintain his balance over his mental health, I knew for a fact that he was suffering from a lot more than just clinical depression. His overexertion of his raw power nearly killed him after that battle against Sawney Masbath four years prior, but he's also prone to other ailments."

"That much is true…"

Guido now realized that I had suffered from a lot worse as he stared at me while shoving a tissue into his nostril to staunch the bleeding. He never expected me to go through the ringer too much as he was more than likely to be accepting the fact that I was mostly fragile due to what I experienced over the years. When Reuben finished up examining him, he got up and walked towards me the moment he saw me writing in my journal. He saw what I was going through as he noticed a slight bruise on my leg where it was bare near the foot where I wore my sandals. He never expected to see me bruising up like that as he wasn't about to let me off the hook with what he saw, for he can't allow me to get away that easily.

"That's new…," he said as he spotted the bruise on my leg.

"It's nothing," I said.

"Really? I know bruises when I see one. Some bruises would be caused by impact from a blow or a fall. Others show up if one is battling cancer."

"That's nothing to worry about…"

"It is when a private illness is showing," said Castiel cautiously. "This isn't the first time that I've seen something like this when your past self was going through the trials during the Elder Days."

It wasn't long until Reuben noticed the bruise on my leg as he touched at it the moment he saw it to be something else. Getting out a scalpel, he cut at it as I winced in pain the moment that blood was pouring from it. Gathering out some peroxide to clean the wound, he wiped the blood from it as he was ready to break out the bandages. By the time he was ready to bandage me up, he felt his hands glowing from the armlets and fingerless gloves he wore as the imprint of raw power started to heal where he cut at on my leg. Even Castiel and Guido were astonished to see what Reuben was capable of as he saw the wound on my leg fully healed, for this was something that he never expected to see before until now.

"You have healing powers," said Guido.

"It's something that I picked up while I was on Claudius at the time," said Reuben. "As for what I did earlier, I'll do some analysis on what was staunched, for this shouldn't be left unchecked."

Reuben had some spent gauze placed in a petri dish for testing as he had to know more about what was going on with me. Still, it was a long day, but we had to pull through in this long debacle in Kolinahr, for it was also a discovery of what was buried below…

Later on in the evening, I was standing in front of a funeral pyre as I was giving final rites to the skeleton that was found outside of the DePatie. With the body salted and drenched with gasoline, it was ready to be burned as I saw everyone from yesterday paying their final respects to the one who died so many centuries ago. Dressed in funerary garb, I was ready to deliver the flames as I was holding a torch in my hands, for I had to do my job in sending the departed to the Grey Havens soon enough.

"We are gathered here to buried our honored dead," I said. "The skeletal remains that were found were none other than that of Ravani Montrezar, who died holding his paintbrush. In the end, he will return to the warmth and embrace of the Matriarch while going towards the Grey Havens, for he won't feel any pain or hunger again. May the Matriarch guide you on your journey serenely, for you have earned it." I begin to recite the Draaza prayer. "Andezhka nir zhrigelur dahur, togrizhev amue zdol…"

At that moment, I burned the remains on the funeral pyre as the flames consumed the skeletal remains that were found in the DePatie. Even though everyone paid their respects for the deceased, they were aware of how he lived and died the moment his spirit emerged towards the Grey Havens without any worry. I noticed the Draaza known as Ravani going towards the place where he was going as he was also grateful that the vault is in good hands, for the ones guarding it would put further use to what was put in there.

By the time that the funeral was finished, I was on my way to my hotel room as I noticed Reuben standing in front of me. He was concerned about what was going on with me as there was no need to sugarcoat it at this time. That was when he fished out the results of what he found as it was serious due to the fact that it was like no other ailment that I had, for I was in way over my head this time.

"We need to talk," he said.

"Is it about the bruise that Guido found?" I asked.

"The blood that was staunched had traces of draconic tissue due to the fact that you've experienced draconification more than once. It's nothing serious, but the side effect from all of this results to sensitive bruising similar to those who have suffered from leukemia."

"At least it isn't cancer…"

"I must warn you that anything laced with draconic tissue can end up fetching at a high price if activated correctly."

It wasn't long until Reuben fished out the blood-stained gauze in the petri dish as he set it down onto the ground. With a match in his hand, he lit it up as he set the gauze on fire the moment it reacted to the flames. The sight of crystals forming from the blood-stained gauze was a sight to see as this was a result that came from my ability to change into a dragon without warning. What I didn't expect was that Sona sprinted towards us as she saw the crystals forming into the shape of a tree. She noticed it to be astonishing as the shimmering sight of the crystals shone brightly like a disco ball spinning amidst the dimmed lights in a skating rink. By the time everyone saw the crystal up close, they viewed it to be a sign of hope as it was also a way and mean to bring hope to Kolinahr after so many years of abuse from the orderlies who ran it like an insane asylum, for it was a sign of renewal after all…

Shortly after the funeral was wrapped up, I was back at my hotel room as I was writing in my journal in which I didn't mind sleeping on the sofa due to the fact that the girls were asleep in the large bed. When I left the room, I went outside as I went towards the waterway downstairs. The way to the DePatie was more clearer as I went into the room where I found the mimic queen the moment I noticed several things that were left untouched for a long time. It was Ravani's collection as it consisted of the memorabilia from his favorite manga the moment I spotted a poster of Jotaro Kujo with his Stand, Star Platinum, encased in a frame and hanging on a wall. I also noticed a few old record albums wrapped in plastic as I picked one up and examined it carefully. It was the cover for Guns n' Roses' album, Appetite For Destruction, as it was left in the plastic and preserved for a long time. By the time I put it away, I turned around to see Castiel standing in front of me in which he also spotted what was unchecked in the codex room, for he knew of what was kept hidden for a long time.

"It seems that we took out the monster, but we also have its treasure," I said.

"I've seen those things before," said Castiel as he dug out another vinyl album cover. "This was old, but treasured for a long time." He shows the cover to me. "This album has sentimental in which the Dean of Old blared his music at the time."

"Back in Black by AC/DC… I remember some of the music from it real clearly in which our deceased friend had taste with what was palatable in the Elder Days."

"I've heard of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure before in which I saw a few anime episodes of it once. From what I heard, the manga had inspirations of things based on rockstars and their album covers."

"And in the Elder Days, the Winchesters of Old dressed up as fake feds with rockstar aliases at the time in order to hunt what was there. Time flies when we're all having fun, but some of it has to come to an end in order for others to follow."

I later noticed a mural that was painted on the wall as it was none other than a pair of silver dragons that were flying above a golden castle. I knew of it to be a further prophecy that reminded of the golden age that was promised to me and Reiko as it became a form of destiny that refused to go away quietly. By the time we left the codex room in the DePatie, we noticed Gonzalo standing there as he was stunned to see what was below his hotel. It was a treasure underneath as he also vowed to keep it safe from those who would want loot and abuse what was down here, for it was more than just a hidden treasure indeed.

"This place was buried for centuries, but having it under my hotel?" he said.

"This is what is found in the codex room of the DePatie," I said. "Just yesterday, we got rid of a monster that looked like an anus, but at least everyone is safe topside."

"Por los dioses… There was a mimic queen here?" Gonzalo saw the evidence on the ceiling as he knew of them to be dangerous monsters. "At least you stopped the threat…"

"And we all knew who drew the tulpa that imagined it…" I see a paintbrush coated with black paint on the floor as I picked it up. "Ravani had his reasons to paint that tulpa not only to protect the vault, but he also didn't want anyone to pilfer the codex box with all of his manga and the rest of what he had at his arsenal."

"I take it that the box had a vault key stashed in it…"

"The weaponmakers were no stranger to hiding their weapons, but also aware of the fact that there were demons that are adamant into coveting what doesn't belong to them," said Castiel. "The weapons crafted by House Kandor and House Montrezar are the most sacred of all because of the fact that they do more than just stop monsters, but they're also keys to opening up any unworldly doorway, including Hell itself. This isn't the first time that their weapons were used for nefarious purposes and not the last… The Draaza and Va'Kihri may have lived in the shadows since time immemorial, their weapons were a source of power that divided everything, including angels and demons. House Kandor, whose Cetra descendants became the Elkins Clan, were known to make various weapons while spreading their craft to the likes of Samuel Colt, whose legendary weapon was also the key into opening the Gates of Hell once."

It wasn't long until we spotted another codex box in the corner as I rushed towards it. When I used my retinal scan to crack it, the box opened up as I noticed a familiar stack of books that stretched all over the galaxy due to its popularity. I saw them to be the Supernatural books as I picked up the bulkier one, which was none other than All Hell Breaks Loose, while I stared at it with such nostalgia. What I didn't expect was that there was another vault key hidden as I picked it up, for it wasn't for the one near the DePatie. What I didn't expect was that the key itself was different as I noticed the Winchester Sigil etched onto it, for it belonged to something else far away from Valinor.

"We have work to do…," I said as I held the key in my hand.

To be continued...