Chapter 5 Hidden Gold in the Sand

As I found myself in the sand wandering again I was being called to a specific direction which I followed for three days with little sleep only getting nutrition from passing traders. after awhile everything looked the same, there were no towns or villages or cities to be seen just sand nothing but sand, I didn't even know where I was going or what i was supposed to be doing, Jeremiah is dead and earth has truly abandoned me. I dropped to my knees and without hesitation removed my helmet and began to scream into the air thinking I was going insane, the ground began to rumble and collapse from under me, im falling but where am i falling to? Am I going to hell? So many questions. I fell down onto hard sandstone and after regaining my composure I got up and saw what the visions were showing me, it was the tomb i was seeing all that time ago but no armor in sight, the walls were painted with engraved pictures and an ancient language i did not know but could understand clearly "there once was a warrior who can down from the sky bearing an armor and blade which was never before seen, he made an order which could topple gods but instead was used for peace, the hilts were crafted with emitting blades but with materials never found on this planet, after twenty years he was shot and killed so his order buried him here so there would be hidden gold in the sands of time" I opened up the tomb to find a skeleton wearing this armor, once I did I collapsed to the floor and began to pass out "whats going on?" I thought now in a white void, I looked around but there was nothing but pure white, i looked around unsure of what to do when I spotted a man in dark red robes meditating a bit of ways away from me, I wondered if he was connected somehow to this alternate reality I've stumbled into when all of a sudden I hear a deep echoing voice. "You're asking too many questions too quickly boy" the voice felt as if it shook me all the way to my core with the pressure making me feel like I was going to vomit "then what must i do?" I asked out loud and the figure stood up and looked at me with only his eyes being visible, his eyes were purple and were dimly glowing. He walked a couple steps towards me and said "your not meant to be here boy, another more younger male was supposed to be, but no matter. You have stumbled upon a weapon of great power and usefulness but it is still meant for another more worthy soldier, lets hope you can live to bring it to him when the time comes" his eyes began to glow brighter and as they did everything went black "are my eyes shut?" I asked myself but didn't know until i finally started to feel the sand that covered the floor of the tomb. I got up and removed the armor from the coffin it was in and immediately began to put it on, the armor was a bit larger than my body but slowly began to mold into the intended size for my body "your gonna need armor that fits after all" the voice echoed from the helmet as I began to place it on my head, the helmet was a Mjolnir Mark Six helmet which was a gold as the rest of the armor with a reflective visor which shimmered red and purple with a hint of green. I got out of the burial site but once I did i felt a zap in my brain, sudden electricity just shooting into my skull, the pain felt unbearable at first but faded after a few seconds "now about that vengeance you so desperately want" the voice echoed in my head as i began to travel towards the super carrier USS Almighty which was between twenty and thirty miles away, it took me a couple hours to get to the wreckage's hangar door entrance which was smashed open by previous raiders, graffitied in different languages I couldnt understand, all native to the sand I stepped on, i sat down on an empty cargo box till dusk fell upon the desert, as the moon rose over the horizon a cloaked figure walks out of the Super Carriers hangar bay, their body was not visible, only the cloak and a weird ancient mask under the hood, the mask had ancient writing on it i couldnt begin to understand. As the figure approached me, i started to see black smoke form around them "are you Hyde Jackson?" The figure asks now suddenly a couple inches in front of me "yes i am" i responded and they hand me a custom M4 and a custom Colt 1911, the M4 was fitted with an extended twenty inch barrel with a bipod, a green laser sight, a thermal high magnified scope that can go up to 10x magnification, a twenty round mag fitted with high velocity, armor piercing, and explosive rounds, the receiver was swapped out from the traditional M4 upper receiver assembly to a more bolt action receiver. The 1911 has an extended 16 inch barrel and a bushing compensator with high velocity and high explosive .45 ACP rounds in an extended fifteen round magazine. I grabbed the firearms but before i could thank the figure they were gone, i decided i would head towards the federation border to the west of me about ten miles away from my position at the super carrier hangar door, the moon was the brightest light visible to my eyes as i traversed the many large rocks and hills of sand the circle the super carrier until im half a mile away from the border gate, i look down at my belt to my hilts and i grab them both while getting the idea to modify them, i begin to pull their pieces apart carefully in a way that combines them into one big hilt with the emitters on both ends, i ignite them both and twirl it around to get the feel of it before turning off the weapon and attaching it to my belt till the time to strike came to me