Hunters In The Night Part 3: Mortals and Monsters
Apr 7, 2016 5:51:47 GMT -5
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Post by Alexa Black on Apr 7, 2016 5:51:47 GMT -5
Under a ruby sky that the stretches across the horizon a black Ford Transit van blasts a path through the Mojave Desert that occupies a significant portion of South Eastern California.
After having escaped the city after the chaos and driving off into the night the van has taken a long and arduous trek far far away carrying two men and a monster away from prying eyes and listening ears.
As the van hastily cuts a path through the arid dry climate the vehicle creates a large cloud of dust in its wake that coats the black side panels of the van, which now almost matches it's surroundings. There are no sounds there save for the van engine's growling rumble as it takes it's passengers through to their intended destination.
The Mojave Desert's boundaries are lined by the presence of Joshua trees that dot across the landscape.
Their evergreen leaves are dark green, bayonet-shaped and tapering to a sharp point; they are at home here thriving in the harshness of the desert.
Mountainous walls of ochre rock loom over them like a towering giant surrounding them on all sides. It's a pretty and unique place but what is going on there is far from natural or beautiful. The van is occupied by two men and the body of an unconscious third person who lies motionless on the floor at the back of the van.
A robed man stands over the body of Alexa Black his face a picture of worry beneath the hood.
"Hurry up man! She won't be out for much longer and when she wakes up I don't know if I will be able to contain her for very long. Her strength is far beyond that which mortal men can fathom. She is a wicked creature born of purest evil in the darkest part of hell and she will not rest until she is drinking blood and slaughtering innocents."
The second man sighs impatiently and plants his foot even harder to the floor in response to the lecture from the robed man. The van lurches forward even faster now, the scenery blurring by effortlessly, the winds howling in his ears. Jackson Wade was not used to being told off by strangers and he didn't like it.
"Well I'm going as fast as the damn van can go! You just make sure you can contain her till we get to this place you want to get to!" He snaps back in annoyance.
Jackson was beginning to regret ever taking this assignment after his transfer to special ops. This was not what he had excepted and he felt cheated by those he thought he could trust.
Finally they reach their destination and the vehicle burbles to a stop and he removes the keys from the ignition and jams them into his left pant pocket before taking out his black sunnies and putting them over his sweaty face and opening the door exiting the van.
He slams the driver side door shut and hurries around to the back yanking the doors open with somewhat excessive force as the robed man grabs Alexa's head and upper body.
"Grab her legs and lets get her out of here!"
Wade does so and they haul her out of the van and into a near by cave.
"What the hell is this place? And you still haven't told me your name either." Jackson was tired of being kept in the dark by the stranger and wanted answers.
"My name is Cleric Bashoi and as for this place it is a sacred place for conducting rituals that Special Ops uses in extreme situations. It is guarded by powerful magic and protects us from evil. It is a place of pure good white energy which evil cannot penetrate."
"Riiiiiight. Ok then now that we are here what in the hell are we going to do with this psycho bitch? She's too dangerous to be left unchecked and will never stop her violent ways either. So how do we ensure the safety of everyone else?" He asks still skeptical of the man.
They place the body into a huge stone alter and both men rest for a moment weary after the physical work. After a few minutes the cleric speaks in a time different to before.
"We must perform a ritual that will make her mortal again and strip her of the demonic powers she posses. Once we do that she will be much easier to contain and we can put her somewhere she won't escape."
He spreads his arms wide and numerous candles spring to life illuminating the cave, one at each of the points of the pentagram that is engraved into the floor.
He looks to the sky and speaks in a deep rich voice that echoes through the cave.
"I Cleric Bashoi of Special Ops invite the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the north, east, south, and west to witness my workings.
His hands return to his side as he continues to chant watched by Jackson.
"Powers of the ancients rise
Course unseen across the skies
Hear me beckon, hear my plea
Alexenadra Black
I summon thee!
By the power of the elements
I bind thee here and now!
Never again to be set free
By any means or any how!
Guardians of the ancient towers,
Grant me now thy sacred powers!
Let this spirit never be set free,
For such is my will, and so mote it be!''
The chant finishes and suddenly there is a black cloud that roars forth from Alexa and fills the room. The cleric picks up a white prism and points it at the cloud and it sucks it in trapping it inside.
He places the now obsidian black prism in a white box and padlocks it shut.
"So it's done?" Jackson asks uncertainly, not quite sure wether or not to believe what he just saw
Bashoi nods to Jackson saying
"Yes she is now stripped of her powers and is mortal like you. Now we must transfer her to a secure facility where she will be contained never to be released into society."
"I know just the place to put her. She won't be a threat to anyone. Let's get her back to the van."
They approach the alter but as they do Alexa regains consciousness and realises what has happened.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME? I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"
She charges the cleric but before she can reach him Jackson steps infront and fells her with one punch knocking her out again.
The cleric sighs in relief.
"Thank you Mr Wade."
Wade smiles and replies
"Your welcome. Let's get out of here!"
Wade picks Alexa up and slings her over his shoulder carrying her out if the cave.
Meanwhile in the present Alexa Black wakes in a wave of sweat in her bed. She flicks on the light and gives herself a moment to recover .
"FUUUUUCK! I remember now they must have wiped my memory when they put me inside Coalinga. Bastards! Well I'll get them and my powers back after I take care of my match this week so let's see who is to be slaughtered this week...
Hmm two newbies sounds like fun!
The first is a big wannabe tough guy who goes by the name of Razor Blade. Well this is not new however.
I've seen a million schmucks like you come and go just as quickly.
I saw your match last week and you can go in the ring but I don't think you have what it takes to take on me and my sister in that ring.
You may be big and strong but your green as the grass and that is what is going to trip you up. I have been around here a while and gone toe to tie with some of the biggest names in the company. I may not have won but I more than held my own which is more that can be said for you.
Your best bet is to not show up and maybe train some more and comeback when you have skills and talent. Sorry kid you won't last.
And the next is a copper turned wrestler by the name of "The Real Thing" Terrence Brown.
"Ugh if there is one thing I can't stand it's the 5-0. I hear that your here for Cory Steel also known as Jury. Ha ha ha good luck with that. I have gone to war with him and you won't be doing that easily I can assure you. He's a tough motherfucker and won't hesitate to destroy you should you cross him. I sincerely hope for your sake that I don't end up in that ring with you because if I do I will make Jury look like a Sunday school teacher.
I'm gonna give you a lesson in wrestling starting with what happens when you get in over your head.
Good luck boys!"
She smiles to herself before flicking off the light and going back to sleep.
After having escaped the city after the chaos and driving off into the night the van has taken a long and arduous trek far far away carrying two men and a monster away from prying eyes and listening ears.
As the van hastily cuts a path through the arid dry climate the vehicle creates a large cloud of dust in its wake that coats the black side panels of the van, which now almost matches it's surroundings. There are no sounds there save for the van engine's growling rumble as it takes it's passengers through to their intended destination.
The Mojave Desert's boundaries are lined by the presence of Joshua trees that dot across the landscape.
Their evergreen leaves are dark green, bayonet-shaped and tapering to a sharp point; they are at home here thriving in the harshness of the desert.
Mountainous walls of ochre rock loom over them like a towering giant surrounding them on all sides. It's a pretty and unique place but what is going on there is far from natural or beautiful. The van is occupied by two men and the body of an unconscious third person who lies motionless on the floor at the back of the van.
A robed man stands over the body of Alexa Black his face a picture of worry beneath the hood.
"Hurry up man! She won't be out for much longer and when she wakes up I don't know if I will be able to contain her for very long. Her strength is far beyond that which mortal men can fathom. She is a wicked creature born of purest evil in the darkest part of hell and she will not rest until she is drinking blood and slaughtering innocents."
The second man sighs impatiently and plants his foot even harder to the floor in response to the lecture from the robed man. The van lurches forward even faster now, the scenery blurring by effortlessly, the winds howling in his ears. Jackson Wade was not used to being told off by strangers and he didn't like it.
"Well I'm going as fast as the damn van can go! You just make sure you can contain her till we get to this place you want to get to!" He snaps back in annoyance.
Jackson was beginning to regret ever taking this assignment after his transfer to special ops. This was not what he had excepted and he felt cheated by those he thought he could trust.
Finally they reach their destination and the vehicle burbles to a stop and he removes the keys from the ignition and jams them into his left pant pocket before taking out his black sunnies and putting them over his sweaty face and opening the door exiting the van.
He slams the driver side door shut and hurries around to the back yanking the doors open with somewhat excessive force as the robed man grabs Alexa's head and upper body.
"Grab her legs and lets get her out of here!"
Wade does so and they haul her out of the van and into a near by cave.
"What the hell is this place? And you still haven't told me your name either." Jackson was tired of being kept in the dark by the stranger and wanted answers.
"My name is Cleric Bashoi and as for this place it is a sacred place for conducting rituals that Special Ops uses in extreme situations. It is guarded by powerful magic and protects us from evil. It is a place of pure good white energy which evil cannot penetrate."
"Riiiiiight. Ok then now that we are here what in the hell are we going to do with this psycho bitch? She's too dangerous to be left unchecked and will never stop her violent ways either. So how do we ensure the safety of everyone else?" He asks still skeptical of the man.
They place the body into a huge stone alter and both men rest for a moment weary after the physical work. After a few minutes the cleric speaks in a time different to before.
"We must perform a ritual that will make her mortal again and strip her of the demonic powers she posses. Once we do that she will be much easier to contain and we can put her somewhere she won't escape."
He spreads his arms wide and numerous candles spring to life illuminating the cave, one at each of the points of the pentagram that is engraved into the floor.
He looks to the sky and speaks in a deep rich voice that echoes through the cave.
"I Cleric Bashoi of Special Ops invite the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the north, east, south, and west to witness my workings.
His hands return to his side as he continues to chant watched by Jackson.
"Powers of the ancients rise
Course unseen across the skies
Hear me beckon, hear my plea
Alexenadra Black
I summon thee!
By the power of the elements
I bind thee here and now!
Never again to be set free
By any means or any how!
Guardians of the ancient towers,
Grant me now thy sacred powers!
Let this spirit never be set free,
For such is my will, and so mote it be!''
The chant finishes and suddenly there is a black cloud that roars forth from Alexa and fills the room. The cleric picks up a white prism and points it at the cloud and it sucks it in trapping it inside.
He places the now obsidian black prism in a white box and padlocks it shut.
"So it's done?" Jackson asks uncertainly, not quite sure wether or not to believe what he just saw
Bashoi nods to Jackson saying
"Yes she is now stripped of her powers and is mortal like you. Now we must transfer her to a secure facility where she will be contained never to be released into society."
"I know just the place to put her. She won't be a threat to anyone. Let's get her back to the van."
They approach the alter but as they do Alexa regains consciousness and realises what has happened.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME? I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"
She charges the cleric but before she can reach him Jackson steps infront and fells her with one punch knocking her out again.
The cleric sighs in relief.
"Thank you Mr Wade."
Wade smiles and replies
"Your welcome. Let's get out of here!"
Wade picks Alexa up and slings her over his shoulder carrying her out if the cave.
Meanwhile in the present Alexa Black wakes in a wave of sweat in her bed. She flicks on the light and gives herself a moment to recover .
"FUUUUUCK! I remember now they must have wiped my memory when they put me inside Coalinga. Bastards! Well I'll get them and my powers back after I take care of my match this week so let's see who is to be slaughtered this week...
Hmm two newbies sounds like fun!
The first is a big wannabe tough guy who goes by the name of Razor Blade. Well this is not new however.
I've seen a million schmucks like you come and go just as quickly.
I saw your match last week and you can go in the ring but I don't think you have what it takes to take on me and my sister in that ring.
You may be big and strong but your green as the grass and that is what is going to trip you up. I have been around here a while and gone toe to tie with some of the biggest names in the company. I may not have won but I more than held my own which is more that can be said for you.
Your best bet is to not show up and maybe train some more and comeback when you have skills and talent. Sorry kid you won't last.
And the next is a copper turned wrestler by the name of "The Real Thing" Terrence Brown.
"Ugh if there is one thing I can't stand it's the 5-0. I hear that your here for Cory Steel also known as Jury. Ha ha ha good luck with that. I have gone to war with him and you won't be doing that easily I can assure you. He's a tough motherfucker and won't hesitate to destroy you should you cross him. I sincerely hope for your sake that I don't end up in that ring with you because if I do I will make Jury look like a Sunday school teacher.
I'm gonna give you a lesson in wrestling starting with what happens when you get in over your head.
Good luck boys!"
She smiles to herself before flicking off the light and going back to sleep.
