chapter 15
a guide from Hell
The sheriff was sitting on his chair in his office quietly, watching out of the window, seeing the bold men with huge muscles lifted up the box which was fulfiled with weapons and walked to the weapons storage room. He had checked many of them in Kingsley weapons-making factory and their quality were all good, at least no damage and not easy to break.
He walked out of his office and saw some policemen were stapling s long piece of paper on the wall, it said '' Ring the christian bell, and fight our way to Hell. Even though we will be turned to a skeleton, and the path will be darkened. The liberators we will be, are praying to Thee.''
' Hard work, huh?' the sheriff said as he gave them a wild smile.
' Not too hard when I thought of the ones who sacrificed in the battle that night.' One of them answered while he was standing on the staircase swaying.
The sheriff was now satisfied with his men. They were now high in morale. They had special training five times a week. However, Dark hadn't appeared for five days. What had he been doing so far?
He was now so bored, sometimes he might want another strange thing happened. He turned on the air-conditioner and switched on the television.' I wonder what happened today.' he muttered to himself. He pressed on the third button and the TV screen immediately showed the news broadcast.
He gasped and gulped when he saw the pictures. A man with black cloak standed on the road and kept blasting fire cannons to the buildings and the pedestrians. ' It is Macara Road in Chee Chuk Town ( not in Spring Town luckily), we could see that this man was very destructive. He was blowing up things and people. Police came to fight him but they just can't shoot him dead. Some of them even died under this monstrous man's fire cannons.' a reporter was hiding in a corner to avoid being attacked or even seen by the man.
' No! No!!! This isn't true! This should not be true!' the sheriff increased his voice as he spoke. ' What 's matter, aghhhhh.' one of the police who had been painting came in his offices and saw the man in black cloak firing fire cannons to everywhere. ' Guys, come here. look at this.' Soon a swarm of people squeezed into the door and saw the terrible scenes. ' This makes me chilled.' ' Me too.' ' This is so evil, I don't even want to have a glimpse of that.' trembling voice was tingling in the air.
' Human will get screwed, human species will ended up soon. We have to stop this.' the sheriff gave the conclusion of the terrible thing that happened.' We have to clean up their nest just like usual.'
'But where is it anyway? We can't clean up a place that we didn't know the location of it.' one of them offered a question.
' I hope there is a miracle.' the sheriff said when he was staring up to the blue sky by the window.
It was evening that suddenly his walki-talki vibrated vigoriously. The sheriff lifted the walki-talki up to his mouth and asked.' Does anything happen?' ' Yes, a man in ragged cloth was begging to see you.' one of the guards answered. ' I will go down to see him now.' he said. ' Better with weapon.' the guard suggested. So he put his pistol under the belt.
He went to see the wearing-ragged-cloth-beggar. The man's eyes were hollow and giving people a feeling of greyness, making people shake with fear and desperation. He got a wrinkle on his forehead, it seemed to tell people that he was a wise and intelligent man. But his hair was still dark just like the sheriff himself. Elder didn't get really-like-this-dark hair. His ragged clothing was a material that the sheriff hadn't seen before, a living black dragon flying in the cloth and a man with evil face stand beneath the dragon and he was stepping on someone's head, simply a prisoner. He wanted to touch the cloth but the wearing-ragged-cloth-beggar said.' Don't even try to touch it, or you will be cursed, Smith the sheriff, my angel who fought against Satan.'
The sheriff froze in shock. This sound was so familiar. The guards next to him also formed a O-shape by his mouth. ' Jack! You are Jack!' The wearing-ragged-cloth-beggar nodded hard and fell on the ground and fainted. The guards and the sheriff sent him back to the medical room and opened the fan in order to let him woke up faster.
Jack was surely having a serious nightmare, no, 'noonmare' as he kept screaming.' Tom, I can't let you sacrifice yourself! I am not going to go out and you are not going to be souless.'. Even the sheriff shook him by using the strength of the hundred-arms-monster ( a monster in Mythology, helping Gods to fight the Titans.). Jack suddenly jumped and his head hit the ceiling and faint again, not with screaming this time.
' No! No!!! This isn't true! This should not be true!' the sheriff increased his voice as he spoke. ' What 's matter, aghhhhh.' one of the police who had been painting came in his offices and saw the man in black cloak firing fire cannons to everywhere. ' Guys, come here. look at this.' Soon a swarm of people squeezed into the door and saw the terrible scenes. ' This makes me chilled.' ' Me too.' ' This is so evil, I don't even want to have a glimpse of that.' trembling voice was tingling in the air.
' Human will get screwed, human species will ended up soon. We have to stop this.' the sheriff gave the conclusion of the terrible thing that happened.' We have to clean up their nest just like usual.'
'But where is it anyway? We can't clean up a place that we didn't know the location of it.' one of them offered a question.
' I hope there is a miracle.' the sheriff said when he was staring up to the blue sky by the window.
It was evening that suddenly his walki-talki vibrated vigoriously. The sheriff lifted the walki-talki up to his mouth and asked.' Does anything happen?' ' Yes, a man in ragged cloth was begging to see you.' one of the guards answered. ' I will go down to see him now.' he said. ' Better with weapon.' the guard suggested. So he put his pistol under the belt.
He went to see the wearing-ragged-cloth-beggar. The man's eyes were hollow and giving people a feeling of greyness, making people shake with fear and desperation. He got a wrinkle on his forehead, it seemed to tell people that he was a wise and intelligent man. But his hair was still dark just like the sheriff himself. Elder didn't get really-like-this-dark hair. His ragged clothing was a material that the sheriff hadn't seen before, a living black dragon flying in the cloth and a man with evil face stand beneath the dragon and he was stepping on someone's head, simply a prisoner. He wanted to touch the cloth but the wearing-ragged-cloth-beggar said.' Don't even try to touch it, or you will be cursed, Smith the sheriff, my angel who fought against Satan.'
The sheriff froze in shock. This sound was so familiar. The guards next to him also formed a O-shape by his mouth. ' Jack! You are Jack!' The wearing-ragged-cloth-beggar nodded hard and fell on the ground and fainted. The guards and the sheriff sent him back to the medical room and opened the fan in order to let him woke up faster.
Jack was surely having a serious nightmare, no, 'noonmare' as he kept screaming.' Tom, I can't let you sacrifice yourself! I am not going to go out and you are not going to be souless.'. Even the sheriff shook him by using the strength of the hundred-arms-monster ( a monster in Mythology, helping Gods to fight the Titans.). Jack suddenly jumped and his head hit the ceiling and faint again, not with screaming this time.
It was hours after he fainted again without screaming. He finally woke up. ' Why are you always screaming Tom in your dream and you said he is souless now. Is it true?' the sheriff asked. Jack sobbed.' Yes, he sacrificed himself in order to let me out of the prison. He said I will be the guide to lead you all to the entrance of Hell.' The sheriff asked in so great curiosity.' Where is it?' Jack answered with so much effort like he wanted to faint out again.
' Go in the really middle of Gobi Desert, go you sheepy human and let us treat you like a nice dessert. If only the ones who have relationships with this wonderful underHeaven , this place would crack with a hole open.'
' So it is at the really middle point of Gobi Desert but how we manage to find it. We could all get lost in the desert.' the sheriff said.
' I had prepared for this before I came. I talked with a warden there and I got a GPS which can lead us to the entrance of Hell.' Jack sounded a lot better now.' Have you guys prepared for the fight?'
The sheriff and the guards answered strongly. ' Yes, we will take revenge for our brothers. We will chase Dark even he goes to the edge of the sky.'
Jack said softly.' Our brothers haven't died yet. They were in a prison, waiting to be souless. The monsters there doesn't kill people, they just suck out your soul and you will in unconciousness forever. No hope, no thoughts and no minds.'
The sheriff said.' So what you want to say is... is Tom is souless now. If we find him, will he recognise us?'
Jack said sadly.' I guess not. He sacrificed himself to let me out of the prison.' Then tears streamed down his cheeks.
The sheriff nodded. He then told the guards to announce that Jack has come back to us. And tell them that they were going to clear Dark's nest.
Clark! Clark! The police stand in a single form. They were so straight like a bamboo. They faced the stage and the sheriff walked up the stage. He saluted the police and the police saluted him. He spoke loudly.' Let us welcome our special guest to the stage. He is not a stranger. Let us invite him to the stage!' the police and the sheriff clapped their hands and some of the cops were whispering to the others ears, guessing who would be the special guest.
Jack slowly walked up the stairs. He dressed in a police uniform but with a hat like what Michael Jackson had worn. He said he wanted to keep mysterious. He turned his head to the crowd and the crowd gave him a horror look. Someone even pointed at him and swung it slightly. Jack cleared his throat and said.' First, I want to say is I am not a ghost. A ghost didn't have shadow but I have it. I am Jack. Our brother Tom sacrificed himself to save me. He told me to come out to lead you to attack the nest of Dark. Mr.Smith already knew what happened and he prepared the best weapons to kill the monsters inside. To Tom's sacrifice, we will fight Dark and clear his nest!' The cops seemed to agree with him that he wasn't a ghost because they also shouted.' Fight Dark and clear his nest!'
Jack gazed at Smith and gave him a broad smile. They both knew the were going to attack and they had to win this bloody game.
The sheriff and the guards answered strongly. ' Yes, we will take revenge for our brothers. We will chase Dark even he goes to the edge of the sky.'
Jack said softly.' Our brothers haven't died yet. They were in a prison, waiting to be souless. The monsters there doesn't kill people, they just suck out your soul and you will in unconciousness forever. No hope, no thoughts and no minds.'
The sheriff said.' So what you want to say is... is Tom is souless now. If we find him, will he recognise us?'
Jack said sadly.' I guess not. He sacrificed himself to let me out of the prison.' Then tears streamed down his cheeks.
The sheriff nodded. He then told the guards to announce that Jack has come back to us. And tell them that they were going to clear Dark's nest.
Clark! Clark! The police stand in a single form. They were so straight like a bamboo. They faced the stage and the sheriff walked up the stage. He saluted the police and the police saluted him. He spoke loudly.' Let us welcome our special guest to the stage. He is not a stranger. Let us invite him to the stage!' the police and the sheriff clapped their hands and some of the cops were whispering to the others ears, guessing who would be the special guest.
Jack slowly walked up the stairs. He dressed in a police uniform but with a hat like what Michael Jackson had worn. He said he wanted to keep mysterious. He turned his head to the crowd and the crowd gave him a horror look. Someone even pointed at him and swung it slightly. Jack cleared his throat and said.' First, I want to say is I am not a ghost. A ghost didn't have shadow but I have it. I am Jack. Our brother Tom sacrificed himself to save me. He told me to come out to lead you to attack the nest of Dark. Mr.Smith already knew what happened and he prepared the best weapons to kill the monsters inside. To Tom's sacrifice, we will fight Dark and clear his nest!' The cops seemed to agree with him that he wasn't a ghost because they also shouted.' Fight Dark and clear his nest!'
Jack gazed at Smith and gave him a broad smile. They both knew the were going to attack and they had to win this bloody game.
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