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Post by Reaper on Mar 26, 2009 1:12:13 GMT -5
"No!" Art cried as she lunged at the doctor just coming short as the chains held her in places. She growled slightly as she continued to attempt to reach him. Maybe some hope of him coming just into length of her arms. She would rip him apart with her bare hands before anyone could do anything. After a bit of struggling she sighed heavily as she just stopped. "All we want is to be happy, all we ever wanted was just to be together," she said as she looked up at him. "I don't care about this, and I don't care about them. I don't even care about this world anymore. All I wanted to do was just be with Seth and be happy, but no matter how hard I try we can't. People always inter fear, or he gets tied up into his little hunts."
She sighed heavily as she walked back to the sofa and sat down. "I just wanted to be happy with him. That's all i ever wanted, but no one lets us." She looked up at the doctor before looking around the room. "Seth wont let you take control of him. He will be here and destroy everything you have created. He's well skilled and well trained. He wouldn't let anything or anyone come between him and his hunt." She glared at him as she grinned a bit. "Not even me. Your hard work, and all that you've sacrificed to get here, he will destroy. When he is set in mind for a hunt. Not even I matter."
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Travis came up behind Seth as he held his gun high and fired off several rounds as a couple of the guards where making their way toward them. "Think there is any way to save them?" he asked as he looked toward Seth, before a body fell beside him. He looked down and then up to where their snipers were at. He grinned a bit before they moved out. Again firing upon the group of slaves that were trying to stop them. As he looked he seen that a lot of them couldn't be saved, but there were a few that seemed like they were savable. Though that was a preference he really didn't know what the ritual consisted of turning them. "Alright, where to?" he asked as he continued to fire upon the slaves.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Mar 31, 2009 19:31:18 GMT -5
Just as Art finished her sentence the gunfire broke out outsi9de the temple. Dr. Temset went over and looked out. "He doesn't care huh? We saw this coming." He then looked back at Art. "The soldiers will most likely kill him. The body doesn't need to be alive for the host to bring them back thanks to the t-virus upgrade. And even if he DOES get here he is no way a match for the king." He then sat back down and began eating on an apple.
"You're father was my mentor you know. I studyied under him for a very long time. It didn't take long for us to discover that our new inovations were beyond Umbrellas comprehention. They may be paying for all of my work here but once the society is restored they will fall. You shouldn't hate me. If i suceede Umbrella will soon be nothing more than a memory. Only interested in money, they can't see the bigger picture." Just then a golden box was brought in by two servants and two guards.
"Ahh, the queen has arrived. Once the king get's here we can begin the conversion. I do believe he hurries though. I can't wait to watch as the woman who murdered my mentor dies and is replaced by a truely superior being."
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Perhaps they can be saved but fight as if they can't. If we show mercy they won't." Getting up from his cover Seth opened fire on the three remaining guards. The first two dropped easily as they were normal mind slaves but the third had an armored brace protecting his vital area. Dropping his rifle he knelt down as the guard opened fire with an uzi. Seth drew out both his magnum revolvers and waited for the gunfire to stop. Once it had he popped up, aimed for the stone armor and fired off three shots. The first two chipped and broke the armor while the third went straight through destroying the bug on his back. Holstering his revolvers he picked his rifle back up.
"This is too easy." Seth said with concern. Just then, in a tower a bell rang and two large stone doors to the right and left of the entrance opened revealing dozens of slaves, a handful of armored guards and two controlling golems. "Sh*t!" Seth cursed as he noticed there cover was comprimised. Looking around he soon spotted a vacant transport bus. He grabbed Travis by the collar. "Let's go!" As they ran gunfire filled the air shooting up sand near their feet. After pushing Travis in through the emergency door he jumped in himself ducking down. He quickly got on the radio.
"I want sniper fire on the armored soldiers and the rockets aimed at the golems. You only have three shots so make them count." After checking his ammo he looked to Travis. "Use rifles at first and then the heavy less accurate weapons when they get close. Make sure they don't surround us or we're goners!" With that said he popped his head up and immediately opened fire at the three closest slaves.
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Post by Reaper on Apr 1, 2009 5:40:09 GMT -5
Art looked to the window in fear. She knew exactly that Seth was here, and that's what made it worse. She bit down on her lip as she looked toward the doctor and then the box. She pulled her arm from one of the guards. "Let go," she almost pleaded as she tried to run to the window but came up short from the chain. She just stood there as she felt her own tears running down her cheek. She was scared to death, and even now all she could do was listen at what was going on. Her heart sank with each gunfire.
She finally sat down on the ground and pulled her knees to her chest. Resting her head on her knees as she wrapped her arms around her legs. She just sat there with her eyes closed wondering where things went wrong. They were just suppose to come help and leave, none of this was suppose to happen, but things just kept getting worse.
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Travis was taken back when Seth grabbed his collar. It took him a moment before he gained his ground, and by that time he was being shoved into a bus. "This is a bad idea," he said as Seth informed him on what to do. He nodded as he walked to the front of the bus and pulled the door latch and locking it in place. He walked toward one of the windows and lowered it before sticking the end of the rifle out the window. He waited before they came close enough and started firing.
As the slaves grew closer they continued to drop. Several of the armored soldiers followed from the to the ground as the snipper quickly took them out. It wasn't to long into the fight that a large explosion shook the bus, and sent a group of the soldiers to their grave alone with two golems. Still looking out the bus window over the crowd that was moving toward them. It seemed they had more golems the rockets. "Crap," Travis moaned as he continued to fire. "It doesn't matter. Where the hell they get all them," he growled as he looked down at the ever growing army.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Apr 2, 2009 13:31:25 GMT -5
Moments later, the towering figure of the pharoe entered the room. He was so tall that he was forced to duck under the entryway. As he entered dr. Temset smile and began conversing with him in the ancient language. After a brief conversation the pharoe looked down at Art, pointed to the guards and spoke a command. At that point the doctor stepped forward.
"Guards, secure the prisoner." Immediately two large guards with upper ston armor came and grabbed Art by the shoulder and arm forcing her to kneel on the floor and expose her back. The doctor then headed to the golden box and opened it. "You should concider yourself honored. Your body shall host one of the leaders of the new world order." Soon he pulled out a scarab the size of a softball and headed to Art who was struggling. "I'm not sure if you'll still be around when she takes over, if so just enjoy the ride." With that said he went behind her and placed the bug on her back. It immediately dug its legs into her back and accessing the nueral net through her spine.
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In between shots he looked over at Travis. "When we first met them they were enslaving a small village living out in the desert near an oasis. My guess is that they hit a bunch of small communities that wouldn't be missed before going for the big score." Just then there was another large explosion that rocked the bus. Looking out through the smoke he saw one of the golems fall as well as twenty of his slaves. Only two stone men were left standing.
As he watched one of the commanders fall from a sniper shot he pointed his rifle and opened fire on a group of three. One held a machete and the other two pistols. The spray of bullets were messy but effective. One took a number of slugs to the chest and remained standing. Next came the middle soldier which he got a lethal neck shot on as well as hitting it's shoulders. He finished it off by taking out the thirds legs sending him to the dirt. Taking a moment to aim he fired again delivering lethal shots to the two that were still moving.
At that moment he heard a blare of automatic gunfire as one of the commanders emerged with a gautling gun in hand. Seth was slow to duck and one of the bullets hit him in the shoulder. "Sh*t!" He said holding his wound. Fearfully he kept his head down as he heard the bullets rapidly hit the buses wall. Knowing he couldn't leave his cover he pulled out two grenades.
"I'll toss two of these to stop the slaves from firing at us. Once they blow go after that commander before he tears this bus to shreds. I don't think it can take much more damage from that death cannon he's holding."
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Post by Reaper on Apr 2, 2009 14:10:57 GMT -5
Art's eyes went wide as she felt the bug's legs digging into her skin. It wasn't to much longer before she screamed out. As the guards let her go she hit the ground gripping the sides of her head. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she continued to scream, and blood pooled in her ears. It had felt like someone taking a box cutter and was severing all her neuron receptors. Fear coursed threw her as the thought of never being able to see Seth again crossed her mind. Still as the fear came it had went as she fell hard to the ground. She laid there panting heavily as her eyes shifted from being filled with life, to a dull almost lifeless look.
She laid there for a bit staring at the ground as her breathing slowed down. The bleeding in her ears had finally stopped, but she didn't move. She just laid there her hands balled up into a fist, and for the longest time she didn't even move or even look like she was alive. Finally with a faint twitch of her hand some life returned to her eyes, but they held a distant look to them. Art moaned slightly as she climbed to her feet and straightened herself up. She adjusted her dress and fixed her hair before turning to look at the King. "My King, it honers me that you have brought me back," she spoke in their language as if it was something she had since birth.
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Travis nodded as he hid under cover. He waited for Seth to throw the grenades, but as he looked up he had realized that he had also been shot. That wasn't a good thing in a situation like this, but he himself was amazed at how well he was dealing with it. Grinning a bit as Seth climbed to his knees throwing out both the grenades. A large explosion shook the bus violently busting out what windows were left. He climbed to his feet aiming his rifle, and fired away at the creature with the machine gun. It took several rounds, and a reload to finally drop him. The gun fire from the creature stopped as it collapsed to the ground.
He knelt back down to readjust his equipment, before looking back at Seth. "We can't keep this up. They out number our ammo," she said with a slight growl. About then he turned around and started firing upon them once more. "So what's the plain and how's that shoulder of yours?" he asked not even attempting to take his eyes off the crowd. Another explosion set off by the rocket launcher sent another golem and his surrounding buddies to their graves.
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Post by millinniummany3k on Apr 4, 2009 1:48:09 GMT -5
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Post by JazzBuddah on Apr 11, 2009 15:19:25 GMT -5
Seth groaned as he pulled a bandage tight. Seeing that the horde had gotten closer he pulled out his grenade launcher and peered over the window. "Didn't know you were one to give up so easily. Maybe I misjudged you." He then pointed the barrel out. Now with the heavy gun he began targeting the armored commanders. Focusing on the closest, he pulled the trigger causing a 'fwump' followed by an instant explosion. The target was blown limb from limb sending his armor all over the yard and sending the nearby slaves flying.
The bullets soon came flying his way causing him to take aim as the metal chipped off the side. This time he shot out two slugs causing two side by side explosion kicking sand into thee air. As things continued the fire-fight became frantic until the launcher went dry. Slouching down he began reloading only to hear the wine of another chaingun. He sighed.
"You're right. This isn't working." He admitted. He then tossed the greneade ammo belt and the launcher to him. "Take the bomb stick. I'm going to take this baby for a ride!" With that said he ducked down and began making his way to the front of the bus. Once there he was glad to see the keys still in the ignition. Preying to himself he turned the key. The engine whinned a few times before it roared to life and sand and smoke lifted off the hood. "HOLD ON!" He shouted out. Getting in the seat he put the pettle down to the floor spinning the wheels. Once' they began moving, he turned the wheel so that they were slowly making there way straight to the entrance.
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Post by Reaper on Apr 11, 2009 16:04:01 GMT -5
Travis looked up as he felt the bus jerk, and soon bus took off he was thrown to the floor. "So much for holding on," he mumbled under his breath as he moved to the front of the bus to sit behind Seth. Threw his childhood he learned that most the time it was always safer to sit behind the driver. "Your ramming the door?" he asked as he looked at Seth. Grinning slightly he sat back and readied himself for the impact. "Alright, go for it, but nothing to reckless we need to get keep ya alive so you can save that girl of yours," he laughed as he watched patiently as the main doors grew close.
The buses were armored, and the front large doors were made of pure stone. A perfect combination for a wrecking ball. As the sand was kicked up behind the bus, the gunfire continued to strike the bus in a helpless attempt to stop it. Travis held his breath bus hit the arch way and soon enough there was a loud grinding noise, and the sound of rubble striking metal. The front portion of the bus had made it threw the doors as the rubble from the door caved in crushing the back part of the bus, and blocking the entrance.
Travis moaned slightly as he looked back at the crunched potion of the bush, and sighed with relief. "So glad I moved," he laughed as he climbed to his feet. He readied his weapon as he moved to Seth and shook him to see if he was still with him. "Lets go before they swarm us," he said as he opened the door and stepped out. He used his weapon to sweep the area before looking back to Seth. "Gather yourself, and lets keep moving."
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Post by JazzBuddah on Apr 13, 2009 20:21:30 GMT -5
As the bus continued to rock and shutter the smoke dirt and sand slowly settled. Things were blurry, Seth felt the warm sensation of blood running down his forehead. He probably gashed his head in. He began coughing as the dry particals entered his lungs. As soon as he got his eyesight back he sat up groaning. Reaching around his back he grabbed his rifle. He then started to take his cell-phone and re-activate the tracker. Before he could even think of it there was a loud rining in his ears causing him to fall to the floor of the bus.
"SH*T!" He then looked at Travis, confused as he was unphased. "SH*T! CAN'T YOU HEAR THAT!" He yelled out trying to outspeak the noise. By this time it was all he could hear and his brain was pounding. Dropping his rifle he soon found himself on the verge of collapsing. He then reached out his arm handing the tracker to Travis. "Somethings wrong. I can't stick with it." Soon he heard the commotion of people approaching the bus. "Just find her. Now go, once they get me it should buy some time." By that moment Seth had blacked out onto the floor. Just before the slaves broke down the door, Travis jumped out a side window and began running deep into the temple.
Slowly, Seth began waking up once more. The sound still filled his ears making him dizzy. As he tried to move he soon found himself bound to a chair. Once fully awake, he opened his eyes finding himself in a vast throneroom. The entire area was surrounded by soldiers and before him was a man dressed like an anchient king, a well dressed man in escavation cloths and Art dressed in a strange dress. "What the heck is going on?" He asked in confusion.
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Post by Reaper on Apr 13, 2009 22:05:10 GMT -5
Art looked at Seth and smiled. She stood tall and proud as she stood beside the Pharaoh. "So much has happened, and so much will happen," she said with a smiled. She stepped close to the Pharaoh and laced her arm between his, and place her hand on his chest. She then looked down at Seth and smiled again. "From what I understand this body use to belong to someone of value to you. I must thank you for helping take great care of it. It is quite a perfect body to rule beside a great Pharaoh." She looked up at him, before stepping away. "You don't have to worry though. You will soon serve our king," she explained.
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Travis made his way threw the building. He tried his best to keep an eye on where they were taking Seth. Knowing that he was suppose to go after the girl, but he had a tracker for her and could find her quick enough. Him on the other hand would have made it difficult. Though fate seemed to make it easer of him. As he stood looking in from a balcony. Seth in a chair, and a young woman by Seth's reactions was probably the girl he was after. Though something was wrong, she was to friendly with the others. All he could do now was wait and plan on what to do.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Apr 14, 2009 17:19:50 GMT -5
Seth looked around confused, the sound still getting to him. "Art? Art what on Earth are you doing?" He asked tiredly. It was then that he spotted the doctor. He recognised him from the NADAS most wanted list. "What the hell have you done here you crazy b@stard!?" Upon calling him out the doctor stepped foreward.
"You're girlfriend has just joined our numbers. She is lucky enough to be the host of Queen Ashis. I was suprised to see just how quickly she submitted to us." Seth then growled trying to get up only to find himself tied to a chair and held down by two guards. The sound soon became loud and he cried out. The doctor looked on in amazment. "So, you can hear the calling. How interesting." He then turned to the pharoe.
-old language- "He can hear the message of the mother. It won't take long to find out what he knows."
"He hears it?" The Pharoe asked. "Than he shall become a host for one of the commanding drones. Replace one of the many he has done away with." The doctor soon became upset.
"We cannot allow that. The command units allow for to much freedom. He runs a risk of breaking free." The doctor objected. The pharoe then looked at him sternly.
"I need soldiers for this new world you promised me. Treat him with a commanding unit and throw him in the dungeon. That way if he manages to fight it we can always use a slave bug on him." The doctor frowned but nodded. He then pointed to one of the guards near a table.
"He shall be a host for a command unit." One of them nodded opening up a decrotive box. From out of it he pulled a large scarab and approached Seth. Acting quickly Seth raised his feet and kicked the guard in the chest hard causing him to step back and Seth to fall back. Once on the floor the old chair splintered and he used his feet to scisor the guard on the left causing him to fall to the floor. Finding the guards spear he put his wrists up and cut himself free just as the other guard came into attack. With one fluid motion he grabbed the pole of the spear, pushed it aside, twirled around and elbowed him in the gut.
With both immediate guards subdued he readied his new found spear and broke into a mad dash for the Pharoe readying his weapon.
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Post by Reaper on Apr 14, 2009 22:02:46 GMT -5
Art was quick to act, from both what she knew as a queen and what the body new. Her hand catching just beneath the spear and brining it up and out wards letting it slid down her hand as he drew closer. She slammed her hand into his chest, forcing him to stumble back. She grinned slightly as she tilted her head slightly. "If you want to be with the woman you love. The closest you can get is to be of a commander. I would highly advise you go with that before you are turned into a slave," she spoke as she stood in front of the Pharaoh. "I, nor will anyone in this room, allow you to harm our great Pharaoh."
She tilted her head slightly and glanced back to the Pharaoh. "This body was not in the best of conditions when I took over, and that is probably why she gave in so quickly," she said as she looked over to the doctor. "This boy on the other hand is in great condition, so as my lord says we best place him in the dungeon until he is ready. Best to tie him down so the pore thing doesn't hurt himself," she suggested as she turned to face Seth. "My'lord if you allow me I would tend to this being," she asked as her eyes never left Seth.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Apr 14, 2009 23:24:42 GMT -5
The king instantly saw the way Art was looking at Seth and frowned.
-ancient speech- "You still are not yourself my dear wife. The girls emotions are effecting you." He then gestured to the guards. "Secure the boy." The instant that he heard two more guards approaching from behind he turned and began swinging the spear. They backed away even though his form was terrible. Then, out of no-where he was tackled from the side causing the spear to swing around wildly. Unexpectedly, the tip of the spear cut across Arts abdomen causing her to stumble back onto the stairs next to her throne.
"ART!" Seth called out as he was finally secured by three men. He looked at her in fear. "I'm so sorry." He then noticed that she showed no signs of pain. She must be feeling the benefitial effects of being the insects host. However the king looked with worry at the cut.
-ancient speech- "Foolish boy. My darling wife. You are now more than human but have yet to fully merge. Let me aid you with some of my own powers." With that said the king made his way down to her and placed his hand over her cut. Suddenly veigns popped out of the kings hands and entered Art's cut. About ten seconds in he gasped and stepped back. He looked angerly at the doctor. "You brought me tainted goods. This body is not pure."
"What? What are you talking about my lord?" Asked the doctor with a stammer.
"She is with child! How am i expected to continue the family line when she is carrying a child of impure heritage with her! You promised me a body for my wife. You have failed me!" He then looked around at the guards. "Implant the boy with a commander bug and throw him in the dungeon till he turns. Send my wife to the healers and seperate her from her host." He then looked at Art with discust. "And, for the pain she has caused bury the one he calls 'Art' alive in the deepest regions of the ruins.
All of the men nodded and soon Seth felt his head hit the floor hard. "ART! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER!" Suddenly he felt something cold touch his neck. Unexpectedly he felt a sharp pain as its claws dug into his spine. He cried out but soon lost control of his motor functions and fell limply to the floor. Still awake but unable to move he watched as he was taken away into a darker and deeper region of the temple as he felt his mind slipping.
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Post by Reaper on Apr 15, 2009 6:31:23 GMT -5
Travis had given thought about going after Art first, but again if they were going to remove the bug then he had to let it be done. At least that way it was done correctly without hurting Art. He looked down at the tracker and made sure it worked that way he would help lead Seth to her as soon as he freed him. He looked up and waited for the guard to drag Seth away. Keeping to the shadows, which made it very hard, he had managed to follow them to the dungeon where they placed Seth in a cell of his own.
He cursed as he had to wait till some of the guards left. He couldn't take them all on by himself without causing to much problems. Once two of them left he made his way down. Slipping into the shadows once more he waited till one of the guards got close enough, and then he made his move. With out the guard realizing it he reached from the shadows and snapped his neck. He grabbed his spear, and ran at the second one. It was quickly parried, and he ducked under the guards own attack. In turn as they both turned back to each other, he on the other hand held his S&M with modified silencer on it. One pull of the trigger, and the guard laid on the ground chocking out as blood pored from his throat.
Travis reached down and pulled the keys from him, and opened the cell door. Stepped up to Seth and knelt down next to him. He didn't know if the bug had hold of him or not, and he didn't even know what to do if it did. "Seth . . . Seth you still with me?" he asked as he shook him slightly. "Seth, man, speak to me. Please tell me your still with me."
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Art didn't fight the guards as they escorted her to the healers. It was mostly for the fact that the queen herself didn't want to own a body that wasn't pure for her husband. She was going to willingly throw this body away until she was able to be with her king once more, and live as they would believe happily. She waited for eternity for him, and soon enough she knew that she would be with him again. As for the body she would experience a fearful death rather than suffocating, because as she searched threw the girls mind she come across a fear that would make burying her quite difficult if allowed to be. Art was claustrophobic, and terrified of tight spaces. It was a fear that would greatly devastate her before she was even able to start feeling the effects of suffocating.
With the help of the guard she was able to step up and lay down on the bed type slab. This was mostly because the guards knew well enough that this was still the queen until the bug had been removed. Though three of the guards stood ready for when the queen was removed. They already knew well enough that this woman was a fighter. It wasn't long before the healer entered the room carrying the golden box to place the queen back in. He sat it down on a side table, and walked up to Art. Brushing her hair away he studied the situation at hand. He had to be careful for only one reason. If the legs of the queen had gotten tangled up in the nervous system of the human body it could damage her or even kill her.
Once he was satisfied he gripped the bug tightly, and carefully removed it from her back. The guards were quick to move in, and pin Art to the table even though she didn't show any signs of fighting. Her own eyes had grown distant once the bug had been removed. "Take her to the dungeon. The casket awaits," he said as he placed the queen in the box, and left to take it back to the Pharaoh. The guards pulled Art to her feet, and holding her by the arms began to drag her to the deepest part of the dungeon.
It was about half way there when reality soon returned to her. Just enough to realize that something was going to happen. She struggled for a moment to gain her footing, and began to struggle with the guards. She tripped one freeing her hand, and in turn struck the other one. She turned to run only to be cut short as one guard came out from around a corner and struck her in the chest. She cried out as she gripped her chest and laid there gasping heavily. One guard in turn tied her hands together, as another tied her feet. They then picked her up and carried her to the casket as she continued to struggle.
As Art's eyes laid on the cement casket she realized what they were about to do. Already she could feel the world around her closing in tightly as the fear was starting to creep up on her. Art screamed out, and cried as she started to kick and scream even harder. The two guards placed her in the small cement casket, and then picked up the heavy lid and place it on top. Using the large bolts they sealed it in place. Then with four slaves they picked up the casket, and placed it in the six foot deep grave.
Inside Art could hear the dirt hitting the lid, and she continued to scream out. She kicked and hit the lid. She didn't care how much it hurt. She hit the lid so much in such little time that she could feel the blood trickling down her arms from cutting her hands. She cried heavily as she coughed and chocked. She started hyperventilating as she felt the tightness in her chest. Her heart kicking over time and tears streaming down her cheeks. In such short of time she had managed to over exert herself to the point she had caused herself to pass out.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Apr 16, 2009 13:37:24 GMT -5
As soon as Travis grabbed him, he elbowed him in the jaw and kicked him against the cell door before he fell out. "The one you call Seth is gone now. I have slept for so long. It will be nice to get a workout." Said said in an anchient language Travis could not understand. Leaping up high into the air he pointed his foot down as he began his descent upon Travis. Travis was able to roll out of the way just before Seth landed.
As Travis got up to protect himself, Seth went to the side wall and pulled out a silver spear that was in the hands of a statue. "The King wants to collect you for assimilation but it is so long since I've seen blood flow. I know you won't deny me this opportunity." With that said he swung the poll horizontally only to have Travis jump back at the final moment. With Travis off balance he pointed the tip of thee spear upwards and began jabbing it at his head.
As Travis continued to bob his head and dodge his attacks, Seth frowned and swiped horizontally hitting Travis upside his head sending him to the stone floor. Stepping over Travis' body he lifted up the spear. "You are now one of many to have fallen by my hand." Just as he was about to pierce Travis' chest he heard a scream come from deep in the caverns. Suddenly his body froze but only for a moment as Seths mind broke forth for a single word.
"Art?"
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