Chapter Fourteen Two Sides Of A Coin

Rage and frustration were the only present emotions in Billy's mind as he stormed out from the house. His frustration deepened as he tried to figure out why he felt so angry. He wished he could blame Amy for it. But then he'd be lying to himself. Because In the end it he had no one else to blame but himself.

Today he'd been reminded how much of a loser he was. A fatal failure. He knew he had to go home. He needed to know what lies there in his father's old garage. But little did he know that his life was about to take a different course.

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When Hugh returned home, he approached the door to his father's secret room. He tried opening it, but it didn't bulge. So he stepped back in attempts to gather more momentum. But suddenly stopped when he noticed some strange little writings on the door.

‹Ignis contego a nocere,

abdicativi vis, et volutati

Val-Ka, Atrius, Visceris›

Surprisingly the words slowly changed from the weird syllabus, to the language he was familiar with.

«What does it say?» Asked Jeb while puffing out from nowhere.

"I dunno. I thought your supposed to be the expert" He silently retorted with a slight tone of disdain.

«Well, try reading it out.» Jeb blatantly pressed on.

He reluctantly agreed and proceeded to recite the once strange words.

"With the well open between life,

A death I shall remain.

As I find a place for me to hide.

Only me and my trusted will see,

what is truly on the inside."

After reciting the words, the door gradually opened to revealed a deep stairs below. He gulped down hard and quietly walked in, while jeb floated right beside him.

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Meanwhile in Haven's street, Billy was busy ransacking his room. As he scrambled around while searching for a certain something that deemed essential. Finally he found it, his old toy box.

In the box was a certain rubik's cube, it was a gift from his dad on his fifteenth birthday. He quickly solved the puzzle that seemed really hard to crack back when he was younger. Then suddenly the rubik cube cracked open and a tiny remote key fell out. On picking the key he rushed downstairs not minding Amy's suspicious glares as he ran to their old garage and pressed on the key button.

Gradually the door gently opened in a vertical form as it ascended upwards. Then he quickly entered into the garage while the door closed shut behind him and the lights automatically turned on.

The whole place was littered with dust and cobwebs as expected, with his father's old car rotting away as it was being overshadowed by the dirt. He however noticed a certain familiar object on the top of the car. So he reached out to it, but mistakenly tripped on something else and in an instant. Something magnificent happened.

The entire garage suddenly started to transit into an advanced tech lab as every part of it started to unfold into flashy metals. He saw different unfinished cybernetic suits, popping out from underneath. Just then he sighted a toxic gaseous blue liquid.

It was confined in an advanced cylindric silver glass. Just as he approached closer to it, not being aware that he'd just triggered a button. Unexpectedly the glass started to tick like a time bomb. Panic arose from his lungs and he started to scramble around. Trying to figure out where the machine's power circuit was implanted. The ticking finally clocked zero, so he instinctively fell to the ground and covered his head fearfully.

However that did nothing to prevent the gas from spreading through the room and into his lungs. It travelled into his nostrils and went to his lungs causing him to choke violently as his vision started to blur and he passed out.

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He opened his eyes, only to realize that he was on his bed. Tucked into it like a baby. It all started to feel like an awful dream, but the sourness in his throat suggested otherwise. He noticed the his window was open almost as if he'd been raided by a burglar.

‹What is happening to me?› He mused silently as he reluctantly drifted back to sleep.

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As Hugh made his way into the dark room, the candles in the room instantly lit up, exposing what looked like a library except their were fetish dolls and spooky sculptures.

The books looked very old and ancient. The room was also filled with a few armories, and a certain strange black cloak that seemed more alive than inanimate. Their was also a white skull helmet, with a slight touch of dark. That was placed next to the cloak. He could tell they were enchanted. He noticed Jeb had become awfully quiet, so he asked.

"What are you thinking?"

«This place. It's not what it appears to be. It's not a place of worship nor battle. it's a place, where demons hide." Jeb whispered silently as his eyeballs remained fixed on the skull helmet».

"From who...??"

«Not who, what. For it's not of flesh nor living. Some call it The supposed wielder of life and death. Others call it The messenger of doom».

"And you?. What do you call it?" Asked Hugh as he subconsciously held his breath. Unable to hid the sudden shiver he was feeling, as fear slowly paralysed his whole being.

«It's the left hand of God. The executioner of all that is bad and unjust.»

"So he's not a threat?"

«A life without purpose begets destruction»

"That doesn't answer my question" He sharply cut him off.

«It's lost it's purpose Hugh. It was never of good. Just a lifeless entity, following our creator's orders.»

"Then tell me." Mumbled Hugh after some moments of silence. "Are you afraid?".

«Fear comes in many forms. I follow one direction. Fear only that which holds our life»

A slight smirk formed around Hugh's lips as he casually drew closer towards the helmet and lifted it up.

"Perhaps your not so useless after all". He gasped quietly as the story drifted away from their triangle...