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The Journey 2 Pt.8 - The Tower of Doom

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Here is part 8 of "The Journey 2" for you! :) If you missed the start, you can experience the trip from the beginning here: [link]


CHAPTER FIFTEEN - Doom Tower (AUDIO: [link])

We stand near a enormous tower, completely made of black stones. This is the epicenter of all the hate, anger and agony, these monsters will bring over the world, build with the hearts and souls of many grewat artists. We see a lot of creatures lurking in the shadows, but we are many brave adventurers now! Wayne brought our closest friends and followers with him and we freed many more from the cages. I see some familiar faces around me! Hans ([link]) and Florian ([link]) are standing next to me with iron determination in their eyes. Aurel ([link]) and Mark ([link]) get some rest before our last fight. I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around and see the face of Barbara smiling at me. "Be brave my friend. We'll stop them and make everything all right again.". I smile back, happy about her kind words, that I appreciate so much. Now, we prepare for the battle. Our hearts are filled with fear, but we will never give up! Some of the brave warriors brought weapons with them, others fight with their bare hands or rely on their special abbilities. I walk to L., Petra and Carl, who sit quietly on the ground. "Folks?" I say with a small tear in my eye. "In case, we don't make it, I want to thank you for your kindness, encouragement and not least your friendship! I just wanted you to know that.". Carl stands up and shakes my hand. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Eric.". Petra pushes him aside and hugs me tight. After a few moments, we release each other and L. gives me a hard pat on the shoulder. "We'll do this, man! Together!". I think, the time has come. Come on everybody! Let's show them, that they messed with the wrong artists!


CHAPTER SIXTEEN - The Last Battle (AUDIO: [link])

As we approach the tower, we walk upright with our heads held high. No need to hide this time! We charge in the lines of outraged creatures with brute force. We hit them like a hammer hits a window and the first dozen monsters burst into ashes and smoke, before they could even react. Some of Barbaras creatures rush by me, ripping a small group of enemies appart. I turn around and see their mistress stand on a rock, smiling in grim satisfaction. Nabi and Sebastien stand back on back in a group of thieves, slaying anything, that comes in reach of their frightening hammer and axe. Marco stands not far away, beheading three creatures at once with the swords he brought with him. I ram an enemy in the rough stone and he bursts into dust. An even larger cloud raises from the spot, where Carl is standing. He brings down so many creatures, I can hardly see him through the wall of smoke and leftovers of our foes. "yeah, bring it, steamhammer!" Kelley shouts to carl. He, L. and Stein seem to make a little tag team match out of this fight and are attacking a whole bunch of creatures together! In this very moment, I hear Petra scream, as a group of enemies drive her into a corner. I run to her, with my friends Florian and Aurel on my side. We hit the creatures unexpected and the small group bursts into debris in a matter of seconds. I fight my way in the direction of the tower, where Hans and Wayne defend themselves against a new wave of attackers. Suddenly, something hits me in the back and sends me flying. I impinge on the hard ground and pain rushes through my body. It feels, like every bone is on fire! My sight is blurred, so I can't see details of the battle. I turn my head slowly, moaning in distress. Only inches away, I see the black, cold surface of the tower. Unknown anger fulfills my heart. This tower is the symbol of all that agony, sorrow and pain, we've endured over the last days! I get up slowly, taking my broken camera off my neck. This camera was the epitome of my creativity, my passion and my love for art. And those filthy bastards took it away! Screaming in hate and despair, I throw my Canon against the black walls, shattering it to tiny bits. In this very second, all the creatures freeze right in their moves and turn at me. My fellow friends, some standing, some lying on the ground, stare at them in confusion and surprise. What is happening here? Suddenly, I hear a strange sound behind me. The massive stone wall starts to crack, right where the camera hit it. The fissures spread and the ground starts shaking. Tiny rocks fall of the solid walls and the whole tower is about to fall apart! It seems, like all of the light and color vanquish from this place ... Then, all of the sudden, each and everyone of the creatures burst into a massive cloud of ash. Still shocked and confused, we start running, as the tower collapses behind us. Massive pieces of rock and debris rain down but we keep on running. The world around us seem to be in black and white and suddenly, I feel a hard hit on my head and unbelievable pain flashes through my spine. I fall on the ground. Then ... nothing but blackness and silence.

(to be continued here [link])
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Date Taken
Sep 11, 2011, 11:40:25 AM
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SushiDesigns's avatar
WooooW
Super geschichte!!! :woohoo:
Hat mich voll gepackt!!
Danke nochmal fürs reinnehmen :) :hooray: