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Wirtjr	Dec 5 2008, 10:11 PM
The Train Conductor to Hell Posts: 4,665 Group: Judge Member #1,057 Joined: January 12, 2007	thanks for the comments. Yeah grammar and I don't get along too well. Anyway, next chapter up, since I may not be around on Sunday to update. (And the reason I ended there is called setting the hook. I wanna keep the reader turning pages) ___ Chapter Two: The stones all around them began to shake violently. Caleb had to keep a hold of one of the tombs to keep from falling. What in gods name was happening? “What the hell is happening?” Jerry cried. “What was that? Was this part of some kind of curse or something?” “Well whatever is happening, it’s not good!” Jessica screamed. “Let’s get out of here!” She looked at Caleb to see if he agreed. Caleb nodded, “Get out of here.” He told them. “I advise against taking anything that you don’t absolutely need.” He himself ran out of the tomb and scooped up the translations of the book, and the book itself. If he was going to die, he was going to die in an attempt to preserve some of the knowledge. The other interns ran out in suit. But they left behind everything. They just ran. The ceiling broke off in chunks, and pieces of diamond crashed to the ground. Caleb decided it would be best not to run in a straight line. He had a better chance of dodging the falling debris if he were constantly moving side to side. As he did so, a piece of diamond-encrusted brimstone fell right down on the spot he occupied only a moment ago. Other people were not so lucky. A piece of rubble the size of Caleb’s backpack dislodged itself from the ceiling and smashed a student in the head. The late Hayden Lake’s head shattered on impact with the stone, and his body fell limply to the ground. The student right behind the luckless intern slipped on Hayden’s blood, and as he landed on his stomach, another rock landed and pinned him to the ground like a bug. “Look out for falling debris’!” Caleb shouted. Two more interns’ fell limply to the ground as pieces of diamond or some other kind of stone crushed them. What the hell was happening? They should have gotten to the entrance by now. But the hallway seemed to stretch on forever. “Look out!” Jessica cried out at him. Caleb had enough time to look up. He saw a giant stalactite of red obsidian rush down to pin him down like a bug just like the others. He closed his eyes and prepared to die. He felt something inside him twist, and move. His blood began to boil, and his insides felt cold. Was this what death felt like? He thought it would feel worse. Suddenly as the rock smashed down on him, his body rippled and he stepped away unharmed. He looked down to his body in shock. He should have died. That should have pinned him to the ground like a cockroach. But it didn’t… His body somehow passed through the falling spike like it was just a mirage… He flicked the piece of debris with his finger, and it was solid. But he didn’t stop to contemplate that. He continued running. He and his smaller group of interns continued running, they each weaved back and forth as they ran. Soon the debris stopped falling, and the quakes stopped. They didn’t though. They continued running. Minutes passed without any tremor or quake. But soon those minutes were up, and the tremors returned. They shook even harder now. Debris started falling again, but even more steadily. And to top it all off, the ground shook hard enough to split some of the floor open to reveal the lava the pyramid was situated on. Two of his interns never stood a chance. They were running too fast, and didn’t have the kind of reflexes to stop in time… They ran straight into the lava, and were immolated on contact with it. Their screams drowned out the sounds of the quakes. But their screams ended soon enough… Their charred bodies slowly drifted beneath the lava, leaving nothing but a horrifying memory behind. He looked around and saw that there were only a few of his interns alive… The debris when the pyramid first started quaking must have killed the few professionals Caleb had brought with him. Only he, and five of his nineteen interns were still alive. Caleb was so stunned by this devastating turn of events, that he stopped moving. He couldn’t believe what was happening. They came here and found the discovery of a lifetime, and now they were all dying in some of the most horrifyingly brutal ways nature could devise. He didn’t notice the ground part beneath his feet. He had time to look down numbly as the floor split open underneath him, and sent him falling into the flaming death that was the lava. His feet became submerged into the lava, and he felt an intense moment of pain for a brief second, and then nothing. He felt the heat of the lava gently lick at his ankles, but there was none of the horrifying pains that the two interns had experienced. He looked down, and his jaw dropped again. The lava stopped five inches away from his skin. It was held back by something unseen. The lava underneath his feet were also being held back by something. But before he had time to ponder this rather strange turn of events, Jessica pulled him out of the crack. “Are you alright?” She asked panicked. She quickly checked his feet, and just looked amazed. “Your shoes were crisped, but somehow you seem to be alright.” She grabbed his shoulder and urged him on ahead. They could see the exit ahead of them now. They were going to make it. They would survive. As they ran towards the door, the remaining interns pulled their gasmasks on as they prepared to run into the sulfur filled air. They broke out into a sprint as they neared the exit. They dashed out of there, and slid to a stop. “We made it!” Jerry exclaimed, “That was clo-“ Jerry stopped talking when he noticed his surroundings… They didn’t escape. They were right back where they started. “We somehow circled back!” Jessica moaned. “How did that happen?” Caleb didn’t know. He was still dealing with the shock of what was happening. None of this was possible… This discovery, this pyramid, its flamboyant design… The people entombed in that section of the pyramid… The voice that told them to die. Caleb narrowly avoiding death twice in the most improbable, or impossible, ways. But that was nothing compared with what he was looking at now. The bodies of the dead interns… The ones crushed by rocks, impaled to the ground like bugs, the ones who slipped into the lava filled crevasses… They were floating in the center of the room now. They were floating like the diamond and obsidian ground was water… Jessica screamed. Jerry screamed louder. But nothing could match the sinister laughing that shook the entire pyramid to its core. “Die.” The voice said again. Its laugh was more malicious then anything Caleb had ever heard. One of the flamboyant statues that decorated the wall slowly came to life. The large ape-like man shook its head slowly from side to side. The statue leapt from the wall, and landed hard on the ground. The apes diamond eyes turned blood red as it caught sight of the terrified group. It opened its mouth, revealing row upon row of black obsidian teeth, and let out a roar louder than any of the groups scream. It was followed by another roar, as another statue came to life and fell to the floor next to the first. A roar in turn followed that one. Another followed each roar. In the end nineteen statues stood at the other side of the room. They marched lockstep formation to where the group was standing. Jessica cried and curled up. She had seen and been through too much. She could deal with falling debris, and volcanic crevasses, but living statues were more then she could deal with. She was broken. Jerry stood his ground, although he was shaking visibly. He had been pushed around enough. He had taken constant shit from Caleb, and from his other interns. He was pushed past his breaking point as well. But this was the kind of psychological breakdown that resulted in several homicides. The other three just stared at the statues in shock. This had to be a dream. It was nothing more than a bad dream, they would wake up before the statues got to them… It was all right; it was just a bad dream. Caleb fell to the ground as he felt his insides writhe and he felt like they were trying to rip themselves out of him. He screamed in pain as he felt his bones start to pull apart. His ligaments and sinew began twisting in different directions. As his vision faded to a pinprick, he saw the statues standing above him. He screamed again, and his vision went black. And he felt nothing more. As the statues crushed the remaining men and women, the man walked out of his office door, and appeared inside of the central chamber. He vaguely waved his hand, and the statues vanished and reappeared back where they were originally. The bodies were spread out along the ground. He examined the bodies of the people who somehow managed to discover this place. They were all fairly young… In their mid twenties. Only a few of them were middle aged. Twenty-five of them were dead. He tensed up suddenly; his eyes darted around the chamber, searching for another corpse. There should have been another one. “Where’s the twenty-sixth?” He murmured to himself. “There were twenty six of them in this tomb. I saw them all!” How could the last one have escaped? He sealed off the exit. Any attempts to get out would have led them back to this chamber. That was assuming that they got through the hallways. He stretched them out and slowed down all physical movement. “Then how…” He hissed. He stretched out his hand and slashed it through the air. The air his hand passed through rippled and bent. The air in front of him shaped into what appeared to be a mirror. Except instead of showing his reflection, it showed the last minutes of these people. He wore an amused smile on his face as he watched the screaming man charge his statues in a futile attempt to destroy them. But the smile disappeared when the man who fell to the ground vanished. One minute he was writhing on the ground like a pathetic worm, the next minute he vanished like a puff of smoke. His eyes flashed red with rage when he made the mirror zoom in on the book the man was holding when he vanished. One of the statues that had done the killing exploded when he directed his frustration at it. That man just had to vanish with that book. He couldn’t afford for that book to be in the hands of someone… The man forced himself to calm down and think. The only way it could be turned to his benefit would be if he could discredit the person long before the man ever showed his findings to someone. There was something he loved about the 21st century. It was the ability to influence people without having to resort to flamboyant shows of power… He looked at the corpses, and suddenly all signs of their real deaths vanished. They were replaced with a new set of wounds. Gunshots, stab marks, strangulations. There were bullet casings spread through out the central chamber, as were the bodies. There was even a pair of knives jutting out from a body or two. He would have to make sure someone found these bodies… But first he had to do something about the layout of this pyramid… He focused his thoughts again, and called out to his birthright. He twisted his hands, and suddenly the hellish pyramid condensed and was reshaped into a modest looking temple. All signs of its former glamour were completely gone. It was now a simple temple carved from granite and marble. It was very crudely cut, and the chisel marks were painfully easy to see. Even the lava faded away and hardened into rock. He turned his attention to the bookcases. His lip curled into a contemptuous smile, “I’ve wanted to do this for awhile now.” The bookcases and the books in them dissolved into nothingness. He walked into the room where the Twelve were buried and entombed. He sighed; it was the first sound of sadness he had heard in his own voice in centuries. “I’m sorry my friends, but I’m going to have to move you. I can’t let you be discovered.” The tombs flexed and twisted, and they promptly vanished like a mirage. They were now beyond human reach. He just couldn’t afford to let them be discovered… Now all that remained would be to alert the authorities of what happened… He pondered this for a moment, and then that amused smile of his crawled back onto his face. He walked back to the central chamber to where the corpses were scattered. He walked right up to the woman who had broken down and curled up into a fetal position moments before she was killed. He reached out to her mind, and impressed his will onto it. The woman’s eyes opened up, and he saw what she saw. He made the girl stand up. He paused a moment as he dug through the woman’s mind for the name of the man who had vanished into thin air. He found it, and his smile grew a little wider. The man snapped his fingers and the woman appeared up near the top of the cavern. He closed his eyes so he could see up there completely… The woman stumbled up through the door that had lead to the temple. She held her hand to her side to keep her last bit of blood in. She stumbled out of the Delphi temple and fell to the ground. A tourist ran up to her alarmed and started calling for help. She grabbed onto his leg, and whispered, “Darquin did it…” Her body failed for the final time, and the man was thrown back into his body. The man opened his eyes and walked out of the temple. Seconds later he appeared back in his office. He sat back in his chair, and stared out the window. For the first time in several centuries, he was worried. This man had the Gift. And to make matters worse, his Gift might be strong enough to rival his own. He who was a God among man now had to destroy this threat before this man dethroned him as a God. But all in good time… This Caleb Darquin would first have to deal with being the only suspect to a grisly multiple homicide… Even a man with power to rival his own could be destroyed. He killed a number of them himself. And with all of Interpol after him, he wouldn’t be posing a threat to him anytime soon. But if the man showed his face, he would try to take the pup out himself. The man leaned back in his chair and reached for his vodka again. He sipped it down, and relaxed. He didn’t give the man another thought. He would destroy him if the time came for that. He would destroy him like he had destroyed so many others before him.
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