Black Wolf of The Guardian Stone

Chapter 4

Tony entered the crypt with his father, it was being lit by some heavy duty lights. The tree roots were visible within the crypts ceiling and walls. A few stone pillars were added for extra support and style. As they continued walking down through the crypts cold hall, they noticed that many of the slots were empty.

"This is strange" said Jack Frigger

"Dad look" Tony said as he pointed something out along the walls and floor.

They both looked more closely to what Tony was pointing out. It looked like the stone walls and floor of the crypt had long marks of multiple heavy objects from the empty slots in the walls.

"It's strange, it's almost as if the caskets were moved somewhere" said Tony

"That is correct"

Tony and his father looked up slightly startled. A tall young man with black hair and a black jaket black dark blue jeans and a black fedora was walking up the crypt hall towards them. He was dragging something big and heavy behind him.

"this doesn't make any sense" Tony thought to himself.

"The Undertaker is the only one with the key to the crypt, so how did this guy get in here"

"exuse me sir but do you happen to know why all the caskets that were in here are gone now" Tony's father asked the man.

"well it's not my place to say, but I can tell you however that all the bodies that were here in this crypt are to be used for a very important purpose sir" Replied the man with a slight sinister smile.

"what purpose could that be" asked Tony

"That my dear boy" the man said while looking at Tony "That is something that you or your father here needs to know"

The man begins to pass between them, then they realize that the big object that he has been dragging is a casket. However it wasn't just any casket. It was his mother's casket. Tony and his father realized this and tried to block the man's path.

The man stopped but did not look at them, his black fedora cast a shadow over his eyes.

"I'm sorry but I don't really have the time for this so if you could please step out of the way"

"Sorry sir but we cannot allow you to take that coffin." Responded Tony's father to the man.

"that coffin your dragging on the floor, has my wife's remains." Tony's father pointed to the coffin that the man was dragging behind him.

"Step aside please sir, I do not have the time for this. If you do not move I will have no choice but to force my way though" Replied the man still not looking up at them.

Tony wasn't sure what it was about this man, but something about him gave him chills.

"there is something about this guy that doesn't feel right but what is it" Tony thought to himself.

"sir" Tony's father repeated. "I need to ask you to leave that coffin here"

The man slowly looked up at Tony's father. A twisted smile on his face.

Neither Tony or his father saw it happen. One second the man was standing right infront of them. The next second he was behind Tony's father his hand holding his fedora in place on his head. Then a second later blood filled the air, as Tony watched in horror as his dad fell to the floor with a long gash going from his left shoulder down to below his stomach. The man turned around and walked over to Jack laying on the ground coughing up blood.

"I told you that I would force my way through if you didn't move" said the man as he walked through the puddle of blood coming from jack.

He then looked at Tony with the same twisted smile.

"You've lost your mother and now your losing your father." Said the man advancing on Tony.

Tony stubled backwards in fear, as he saw the man draw a long dagger from within his black jaket.

"So why don't I just kill you as well so that you can all be together" Said the man as he prepared to kill Tony.

Frozen in fear on the floor against the wall of the crypt Tony began to think.

"Am I going.... To die..... here"

The man slashed at Tony's throat. Tony closed his eyes as the dagger came closer to him. The sound of one blade clashing against another. Tony slowly opened his eyes to see a scythe in inches from the right side of his throat keeping the dagger inches from slicing open his throat. His eyes followed the scythe's handle to see the Undertaker holding it.

"Ello there lad, sorry im late" the Undertaker said to him with a smile.