1313 Cemetery Way 10 Jack the Ripper
1313 Cemetery Way 10
Jack The Ripper
In another world, another time death stalked the streets of a great
city which had once been known as Londinium, now known merely as London. "Police help murder! Help police there has been another
murder." As the police constables
gathered one of them took his hat off "that is the third victim we have
found missing her organs.
Deep beneath the streets stands a man covered in blood. Whose blood who knows he has become so
accustomed to killing that the devil's grin has permanently etched itself on
his face. As he stood he yelled at the
top of his lungs "Smile at babies! Hello
my children my babies soon I will breathe life into you all, soon!" His demonic laughter echoed off narrow
passages. "But I need a living
woman to give birth to them damn forty-five day limits. Women quit being fertile if kept under ground
for more than forty five days.
Pathetically week things. Smile
at babies!" The room was lit by the
eerie glow of oil lamps reflecting their dull light off of glass containers
holding things that looked to be fetuses.
Glass tubing crossed all over the room.
All manners of occult objects lined the walls and on one close to the
corner were several newspaper clippings. with headlines like: Murder in the streets and Jack the ripper
strikes again.
In another corner a man was chained facing the wall his shackles bound
him tightly in place. "My babies
need a soul; you look like a man of action Police Constable
Williams." The man still had the strength
to bark back at his captor "you will never get away with this you bloody
monster!" "My good, man we are
hundreds of feet below the streets no one can hear you. I need your soul and I will find it. Make a list of six people you could count on
to carry your casket at your funeral. If
you cannot come up with six, develop some new friendships or plan to be
cremated!" As he fell silent the officer’s
face froze in sheer horror as his back was sliced to pieces.
As his blood filled the jars on the floor the man slowly pulled his
spine from his body one vertebra at a time starting from the tail end and
moving upward. In one last loud cry the
man ripped the spine out entirely "Smile at babies!" A glowing bit of flesh fell to the floor “That’s
it I found your soul but wait what do you care you are dead. His laughter would have even chilled the pits
of hell. "My babies I have the
spark you will soon live. The powers of Excalibur
will make it so." Clutched tightly
in his left hand was a shining fragment of a sword.
The Necropolis/Home of Claire
Graveless
In another world four wayward travelers found themselves in a horrific
place they were still inside but all around them were graves. A chandelier slowly swayed to and fro. As Gustav, Jack, Raven and Calyst got back to
back to defend themselves Claire burst out laughing you children are hilarious,
what could hurt you in a Cemetery?"
Raven took note of the piano "Why is there a piano in a cemetery
for that matter why is there a cemetery in doors. "In this place rests the bodies of my
beloved John. Every incarnation I have
ever met of him is here." Tears
began to flow down Claire’s Cheeks "I am sorry John because of me you have
endured many horrific things." John
hugged her to him "Claire it’s okay my love because of me you have had to
watch as the man you love dies over and over again slipping just beyond your
grasp." Gustav had slipped away from
the group he was busily studying a sword jammed into a stone. Raven soon joined him. "Look at this my dear" as she did
she saw it the elders rune was inscribed on the blade. As he looked up he noticed the chandelier had
a similar conduit structure flowing around it.
There was a large space in the center of it similar to the size of the
crystal ball "John” Gustav yelled as Raven pointed up to where he was
looking. Claire was surprised in all the
years she had tended this place she had never noticed that spot hidden atop the
chandelier.
Jack as sharp as ever saw how it
all worked "I see this place uses the collective power of his many incarnation’s
deaths to rip open gateways to the other worlds. Using the one destiny we all share equally
death!" Everyone stopped to look at
Jack "what?" He yelled. Everyone was in shock, as Claire whipped her
tears "I would not have put it like that but you are right!"
John pulled the bench from the piano and tried to reach the spot but it
was far too high. Jack grabbed the crystal
ball and jumped as high as he could barely reaching the spot. As the ball circled the spot like water going
down the drain it eventually settled into place. As the light flickered off and back on a
booming voice called to John reclaim your sword arise my brother with this, so
shall it be whole." John fell to
the floor dropping Merlin’s book of prophecy.
"With this I am now part of the necropolis, Claire as I lived
through the ages crossing world to world I thought long and hard about the
flaws John and I placed into our system and my conscience could no longer bare
that thought that I doomed you and my brother to failure out of fear of
death. As my time drew nearer my fear
vanished and I made up my mind to corrupt the system from the inside. No longer will you have to start over if John
fails to gather them in one lifetime and no more will you have to randomly just
find the fragments at least when it comes to the Dark evil ones. I will guide you to them. You four, will you help my Brother and Claire
accomplish this task?" In unison
they answered "of course elder!"
Claire stood in silence lost in thought. That crafty old bastard found a way to
corrupt John's system. She remembered it
was John who set the original parameters, the flaws as Merlin called them. Merlin was right though we have already
angered death so what's the harm? Time
may be against us though if Daykin has truly revived!
Something else had changed as well.
Along the back wall a mockup of the graves outside had appeared. There was even a spot about the size of
Merlin's book of prophecy. John had
wondered over to it and without thinking set the book in the space. As he let it go it flipped open to a page
that seemed to be instructions.
How the changed system works:
With the addition of my soul fragment to the necropolis you have gained
the ability to save progress. To do this
instead of placing the fragments on the graves out front place them on the mockup
instead. By this point you two should
have at least four fragments other than mine.
John a bit confused turned and ran right into Claire. She had been reading over his shoulder. In a whispered voice he asked "what
fragments?" Claire smiled and
answered out loud pointing to their new companions "theirs!"
John looked horrified as Claire began laughing "John my love we
don't have to kill them. We just ask for
some of their soul. It will not harm
them. The evil fragments are not as easy
those we may have to kill. Just ask them
John."
John turned to face them "I know you guys are confused. And, I know you don't know mine and Claire's
history. This place is the key to saving
all of existence it needs seventy-two soul fragments split evenly between good
and evil. Currently Claire's immortal
life serves as a patch her existence stops the expansion of reality. This was her punishment for stealing from
Death what she stole was my life. I as a
result of a wish willed myself to continuously reincarnate so she will never be
alone. We have both suffered
greatly. Before I ask you know you have
the right to refuse." As they all
looked at each other Jack was the first to break the awkward silence. "How do I give you my
fragment?" The rest of them left it
to Raven "we are with Jack on this."
John had no answer he really had no idea on how to get their fragments.
Claire walked over to them and handed each one a crystal. They looked like miniature obelisks. "All you need to do is dribble a small
amount of your blood on them. Blood is
the currency of life so it will create your fragments." As John watched the ritual he realized why
the dark fragments would be so hard to obtain.
They needed the blood to make the fragments. Blood was the key!
“Dark soul found! Location: London England Designation:
Alchemist Name: Unknown Title: Jack the Ripper”
This voice had boomed from out of nowhere
making everyone jump. The real fight was
soon to come.
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